A/N: Hey everybody! It's 9:26 here and Mom, a Kentucky Girl through and through, is celebrating the win of AmericanPharaoh in the Kentucky Derby! Anyway, I DON'T OWN 'LORD OF THE RINGS', ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS, PLOT OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. I only own my OC and the race of Dragon-Bloods as they never existed in Middle Earth in the first place. Some info for this chapter:

From this moment on, paragraphs in BOLD and with '**' after it are quotes from the book. All translations of the Lingua del Drago are in ITALICS after the sentence in said language. Elvish will be in BOLD ITALICS.

Enjoy this chapter! *bows*

Chapter 11: Caradhras' Wrath
"We must hold this course west of the Misty Mountains for 40 days. If our luck holds the Gap of Rohan will still be open to us. From there our road turns east... to Mordor." Gandalf stated as we found a spot to rest. We have been traveling for weeks now and we rested upon a group of rocks surrounded by bushes. Sam and Frodo were cooking lunch, Gandalf was smoking his pipe as was Aragorn only he was watching Boromir training Merry and Pippin how to sword fight. Gimli was grumbling something about Dwarven mines or something like that and Legolas was circling our camp, watching for enemies.

I on the other hand was in my True Form near the fire next to Frodo writing to Papa as well as giving advice to Merry and Pippin.

"Two, One, Five. Good, very good." Boromir said.

"Move your feet." Aragorn and I called out at the same time to Pippin, helping him out a bit.

Pippin blocked Boromir's sword and Merry stated, "You look good, Pippin." "Thanks."

"Faster!" Boromir cried before advancing. "Don't go too fast and damage my wards when they don't have their charms on Boromir." I called out to them as I put up the book to head over to Legolas.

"Anything out there your Elf Eyes can see?" I asked with a small smirk as I sent pulses of my aura out to double check the area.

"None. All is silent. Not to my liking." He replied glancing at me from the corner of his eye. He had a look on his face about the whole Elf Eyes joke. After a while, my Vero Compsgno asked, "You said you had an idea on who your Anima Gemella is. How certain are you?"

I looked at him a second before turning back to the open field before us. "Mostly positive mi Amour. I just want to test him first to be sure. He needs to have a good reaction to my Dragon Form before I can be certain."

He nodded. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Gimli walking up to Gandalf. I sighed. 'Here we go again.'

"If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note they're not,' Gimli said a bit irritably. 'I'd say we were taking the long way round. Gandalf, we could pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome."

Gandalf shook his head. "No Gimli, I would not take the roads through Moria unless I had no other choice."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Legolas jump from one stone to another, noticing something far away in the South. I sent out my aura to also see what it was.

I then heard Pippin cry out in a bit of pain. I turned to see the Hobbit drop his sword and Boromir bending down to check up on him. "Sorry!"

Pippin then kicked Boromir's leg and the man fell down on his back, wrestling with Merry and Pippin.

Aragorn laughed at the display.

"For the Shire!"

"Hold him! Hold him Merry!"

Aragorn stood and came over to the Hobbits saying, "Gentlemen, that's enough!" but when he touched their shoulders, the two grabbed his ankles and flipped him on his back. I snickered a bit as he sat up and gave me a look. Suddenly the signal from my aura came back and I froze in shock as Sam spoke.

"What is that?"

"Nothing, it's just a wisp of cloud."

"It's moving fast.. Against the wind."

I jump up and both Legolas and I shouted, "Crebain from Dunland!"

"Hide!" Aragorn shouted.

"Put the Charms around your necks!" I yelled and watched as they all did as I asked, my powers making them blend in with the foliage.

The Fellowship hurried to get our stuff and get into hiding. Sam put out the fire and I grabbed his hand and pushed him into some bushes. I was about to hide when a pair of arms wrapped around me and pulled me back. I found my back pressed against the front of Legolas. With a major blush on my face, we watched and waited as a huge amount of black birds fly over us, cawing loudly. They circled the hill twice, then turned and flew back towards Isengard.

I tap the arms around my torso and whispered, "You can let go of me now, mi amour." He did as I asked and released me and we both climbed out of our hiding spot. The rest of the Fellowship came out from their hiding places as well.

"Spies of Saruman!' Gandalf said. We all looked at him, most of us silently asking 'What now?'. 'The passage south is being watched. We must take the Pass of Caradhras." We all looked up towards the mountain and I muttered a silently, 'The cursed, unforgiving mountain. Gandalf you'll get us killed if you're not careful.'

We soon found ourselves walking in the deep snow on Caradhras. I was in the back with Aragorn. "Papa, Gandalf knows this mountain is cursed with a will of its own. It never allows travelers to pass over it."

He placed his hand on my shoulder. "Unless the passage South is cleared and Isengard is blind, there is no other path."

"There is one... but Gandalf fears it... Heck I fear it! But in the end it's the path we must take. Caradhras will only bring pain, temptation and death."

Frodo stumbled and fell, rolling down the slope towards Aragorn and I. "Frodo!"

Aragorn helped him to his feet and I dusted the snow off of him. Frodo suddenly froze. He placed a hand to his neck and searched for the Ring. Finding that it's gone, he looks back up to where he fell and sees it lying in the snow. I heard him sigh. "I'll grab it for you." I muttered into his ear. I walked towards where it had landed but froze when a hand picked it up by its chain.

"Boromir..." I muttered, frowning at him a bit.

"It is a strange fate' I heard him mutter as he gazed at the Ring strangely. 'that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing...' He reached for it. 'Such a little thing..."

"Boromir!" Boromir snapped out of whatever trance he was in and looked at me and Aragorn. "Give the Ring to Frodo." Aragorn said.

Boromir blinked before he slowly walked towards Frodo. "As you wish." Frodo quickly took the chain from him. "I care not." The man ruffles the Hobbit's hair before readjusting the shield on his back before he continued climbing, not looking back.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Aragorn release the grip he had on his sword. I mentally frowned, 'My charm should have at least stopped this from happening. Don't tell me he's not wearing the charm. Does he not Trust me? Gillian-Papa said that the spell I put on the charms always works and that all Gondor respects Dragon-Bloods. What has Denethor been doing to his and Faramir's mind?'

We continued our trek through the deep snow, me and Legolas walking on top of it. A storm had picked up part of the way up and it was very hard to see ahead of us. I snarled as I heard the voice of Saruman over the howl of the wind.

"Cuiva nwalca Carnirasse; nai yarvaxea rasselya!" *Wake up cruel Redhorn! May your horn be bloodstained!*

Legolas and I came close to the edge of the path my eyes glowed and widened. "There is a fell voice on the air." Legolas said.

"It's Saruman!" Gandalf yelled over the wind.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a crack above our heads. We all barely managed to throw ourselves towards the mountainside, avoiding the avalanche.

"He's trying to bring down the mountain!' Aragorn yelled to Gandalf. 'Gandalf, we must turn back!"

"No!" The stubborn Wizard yelled. He takes a step forward, out of the snow, and starts chanting a spell.

"Losto Caradhras, sedho, hodo, nuitho i 'ruith!" *Sleep Caradhras, be still, lie still, hold your wrath!*

However, Saruman's voice seems to become louder and the spell stronger. "Cuiva nwalca Carnirasse; Nai yarvaxea rasselya; taltuva notto-carinnar! *Wake up cruel Redhorn! May your bloodstained horn fall upon enemy heads!*

It all seemed to go in slow motion. I looked up to see a lightning bolt strike the top of Caradhras, sending an avalanche, bigger than the first one down on us. One that would burry us alive!

As if I would let that part of the story actually happen!

I roared before pulling both Gandalf and Legolas away from the edge and against the cliff before going into my full Dragon Form. I spread my wings wide and jumped up. Grabbing the side wall of the cliff, I spread my wings and held my body over the Fellowship. I looked down at their awed faces before lifting my head and blasting some fire up, melting some of the snow. But it wasn't enough, as snow and ice fell on top of my wings, back and head.

I roared in pain as not only the ice broke off some scales, but the weight of the snow and ice pounded down on me. I heard the worried voices of the others beneath me and I winced trying to keep from dropping on top of them. I pulled my head down and used my long neck to block the snow from getting into my small safe curtain.

Looking down, I looked over everyone. Gandalf was wide-eyed in shock along with the Hobbits and Gimli. Aragorn and Legolas were looking at me in awe over my Dragon Form and worry about the strain on my back and wings. Boromir... I couldn't tell what look he had on his face, but that look made a spark go off in me.

I saw his father telling him and his brother Faramir how evil Dragon-Bloods were, Faramir and him fighting over the fact if Dragon-Bloods were evil or not. In the end of the argument, Boromir won, even if his brother still believed Dragon-Bloods were not evil. However, he gripped his heart and when Faramir asked what was wrong, he said it feels like a dagger was just plunged into his heart as he won the fight. That pain is what a mortal feels if he rejects his or her Dragon-Blood. He was my Anima Gemella!

After a moment, having my eyes widen at what I just figured out, I summoned up all my strength and burst out from underneath the snow, dumping the stuff on my back and wings off the edge. Hovering above them, I connected my mind to theirs and said tiredly, "Gandalf, the decision to come this way is almost killed us. Do not let old age cloud your judgement. Saruman is power is growing with every decision we make. We must get off the mountain."

Boromir spoke up. "She's right! Let us make for the Gap of Rohan and take the west road to my city!"

Aragorn shook his head. "The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!"

"If we cannot pass over a mountain, let us go under it.' Gimli spoke up. 'Let us go through the Mines of Moria."

Gandalf looked at Gimli with a worried face. 'Gandalf, I fear those Mines as you do. Maybe more since I know what is in there, deep in Khazad-dûm: The Balrog. However, it is the way we need to go.'

Gandalf paused. "Let the Ring bearer decide." He said, as if to try to delay the decision from being made.

We all looked at Frodo. He looked over at Sam nervously before looking at everyone else. I looked up and covered them with my wings again as snow and ice fell down upon me. I growled as more scales were scraped off by the ice.

"We cannot stay here! This will be the death of the Hobbits." Boromir cried out. "And if I lose any more scales my skin will be revealed, and with my skin revealed the ice could pierce me and make me bleed!" I said with a wince as a piece of ice scratched a patch of skin on my back.

"Frodo?"

Frodo paused for a minute. He looked at me, his eyes widening when he saw a bit of blood dripping down my neck, before turning back to Gandalf. "We will go through the mines."

Gandalf sighed. "So be it."

I roared before letting go of the cliff wall and turned to the way we came from which was covered with snow. I breathed fire, clearing a path for them to travel down the mountain. They all traveled down the path I melted for them. When we reached the bottom of the mountain, we made a small camp to rest before we continued on.

I landed on the ground and transformed back into my human form. Immediately, Aragorn and Legolas, as well as the Hobbits, came over. The Hobbits got to me first and rapid fired questions about if I was alright.

"I'm fine, i miei amici. (My friends) just a couple of scrapes nothing more or less." However, Legolas and Aragorn still insisted on looking at my back. I had a few small scrapes but there was one scar that went from my left shoulder to the middle of my back that was bleeding really badly.

I admit that I pouted as they sat me down and cleaned up my wounds... meaning the Hobbits sat on me to keep me still as Aragorn and Legolas cleaned and bandaged up my back.

We soon found ourselves walking along the walls towards the West Gate of Moria. I partially ignored most of everyone's conversation until I heard Gandalf talking to Frodo.

"You must be careful now. Evil will be drawn to you from outside the Fellowship. And, I fear, from within."

"Who then do I trust?" Frodo asked sadly.

"Yourself for one.' I said catching up to them. 'Trust your own strengths."

Frodo looked at me confused. "What do you mean?"

"There are many powers in this world for good or for evil.' Gandalf said. 'Some are greater than I am.' He glanced at me. 'And against some I have not yet been tested."

I shook my head. "If I could have my way you never would and never will."

I heard Gimli gasp. "The walls of Moria!"

Everyone's eyes widened at the towering walls in front of us. We continued along the wall Gandalf running his hand along it, looking for something.

"Dwarf doors are invisible when closed." Gimli informed us.

"Yes, Gimli,' Gandalf said not stopping what he was doing. 'their own masters cannot find them if their secrets are forgotten."

"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Legolas muttered. I elbowed him in the gut. "If you can't say something nice, don't say nothin' at all."

We soon came to the side of a rather eerie and large lake. I gripped Legolas' and Frodo's elbow to keep them from slipping into the water. Gandalf stopped in front what I could faintly tell was the outline of doors.

"Ithildin. It mirrors only starlight and moonlight." He turned and pointed up at the night sky. The clouds parted and the full moon revealed itself. The doors suddenly illuminate silvery white. As that happened, I unconsciously pulled out 'Lord of the Rings' and turned to page 322. The image on page 323 and the real door were exactly the same. I muttered the description to myself.

"At the top, as high as Gandalf could reach, was an arch of interlacing letters in and Elvish character. Below, though the threads were in places blurred or broken, the outline could be seen of an anvil and a hammer surmounted by a crown with seven stars. Beneath these again were two trees, each bearing crescent moons. More clearly than all else there shone forth in the middle of the door a single star with many rays."**

I looked up from my book to see the Fellowship staring at me with wide eyes. I shrugged. "That's the description in the book."

They turned back towards the door and I my book. I heard suddenly heard, "There are the emblems of Durin!" cried Gimli. "And there is the Tree of the High Elves!" said Legolas. "And the Star of the House of Fëanor." said Gandalf.** I looked up again.

Gandalf the pointed at the words at the top. "It reads 'The doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter.'"

"What do you suppose that means?" Merry asked.

"Oh it's quite simple.' Gandalf said with a tone that said 'This will be simple.' 'If you are a friend you speak the password and the doors will open."

Gandalf placed the tip of his staff in the middle of the star "Annon Edhellen edro hi ammen! *Gate of the Elves open now for me!*" Nothing. "Fennas Nogothrim lasto beth lammen!*Doorway of the Dwarf-folk listen to the word of my tongue!*"

"Nothing's happening." Pippin stated.

The Doors remained closed. Gandalf begins to try and push it open. Time goes by as the rest of us all waited around the doors, waiting for Gandalf to open it.

Gandalf sighed. "I once knew every spell in all the tongues of the Elves, Men, and Orcs."

"What are you going to do, then?" Pippin asked innocently.

"Knock your head against these doors, Peregrin Took! And if that does not shatter them and I am allowed a little peace from foolish questions I will try to find the opening words."

I growled at the old wizard, my eyes flashed. "Innocent is more the word for the young Took's question, Stormcrow! You mistake Foolish with Innocence!' I turned away from him and growled over my shoulder. 'Your impatience makes you rude. Stop with your judgement."

I heard a sigh from the wizard before he started chanting again. I leaned against a small tree looking around and watching as Merry and Pippin skipped stones on the lake with Boromir watching, Aragorn and Sam released the pony Bill dividing the bags he was carrying among ours. Gimli was silently contemplating something by the doors and Frodo was by Gandalf.

"Perché si para di Mithrandir così duramente?" Why did you speak to Mithrandir so harshly? I turned to see Legolas, a bit surprised he spoke the Lingua del Drago so smoothly.

"Come si sta parlando la Lingua del Drago così facilmente?" How are you speaking the Language of the Dragon so easily? I asked in shock.

"Quando abbiamo legato, tutte le informazioni su Drago-Sangue e il discorso divenne noto a me come se io avessi sempre parlato." When we bonded, all information on Dragon-Bloods and the speech became known to me as if I always had spoken it. He replied with a small smile. I blinked. But smiled back.

"Pippin is important to this Fellowship, just as everyone else is.' I said pulling my book out and turning to page 777. 'In the Third Part of LORD OF THE RINGS, 'Return of the King', Book Five, Chapter One Pippin and Gandalf travel to Minas Tirith. He becomes a Knight and comes into the service of the Steward and friend of Boromir's brother Faramir. He later saves the mans' life. If Gandalf keeps calling him a Fool, Peregrin Took will become one.'

I showed him the page and turned to the picture between pages 784 and 785 of Gandalf and Pippin standing in front of Denethor. I then shut the book after watching his eyes widen. 'I'm only showing you this because you are in Rohan by the time those two stand before the Steward. I won't have any big interference with the main story. However there are a couple of things I'm going to make sure doesn't happen."

I heard a splash and looked up to see Pippin throw a stone into the water. Merry is about to as well, but Aragorn stopped him. "Do not disturb the water."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gandalf gives up, throwing his staff on the ground with a cry of, "Oh, it's useless!" before sitting down on the rock next to Frodo.

My sharp ears then pick up a sound in the water. Boromir, Aragorn and I watched the water as we saw something move in it. "It's a riddle. Speak "friend" and enter.' I turned to see Frodo standing in front of the door with at thoughtful look on his face. 'What's the Elvish word for friend?"

"Mellon." Both Gandalf and I say at once.

There's suddenly a grounding sound and the stone doors opens slowly. Everyone turned in surprise and we slowly and, in my case cautiously, entered Moria.

"Soon master Elf you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the Dwarves.' Gimli said to Legolas as Gandalf lit up his staff to light up the cavern. 'Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone! This, my friend, is the home of my cousin Balin. And they call it a mine. A mine!"

"This is no mine, Master Dwarf.' I said. 'It's a tomb!"

Everyone then notices the dead skeletons of Dwarves lying everywhere on the floor and steps.

Gimli began to cry out in sorrow. Legolas picked up an arrow from the body of a fallen dwarf, looked at it carefully before throwing it away in disgust. "Goblins!" He then drew his bow and notched an arrow while Aragorn and Boromir drew their swords and I went into my True Form, making spikes appear on the end of my tail while I drew my Father's old sword, Giuramento di Sangue, Blood Oath.

"We make for the Gap of Rohan.' Boromir said as the Hobbits backed out of doors. 'We should never have come here. Now get out of here! Get out!"

Everyone starts heading for the exit... until Frodo and I are grabbed from behind and pulled out of the cave Watcher in the Water. A Monster much like an octopus but with more arms and larger mouth to swallow a human whole.

"Frodo!" "Elizabeth!"

Sam called out for Strider and the rest of the Fellowship turned around to try and get the creature to let go. Sam hacked off the arm holding Frodo while Legolas I slashed at the one holding me. The Watcher released Frodo and I for a second, and moves back under the water. Suddenly many tentacles comes out of the water, they hit the other hobbits and the Fellowship aside and grabs Frodo and I again. We are pulled into the air.

"Help!" Frodo yelled. While I went with, "LASCIAR ANDARE DI ME 'OSSERVATORE NELL'ACQUA'! LASCIAR ANDARE DI ME E IL MIO REPARTO!" LET GO OF ME 'WATCHER IN THE WATER'! LET GO OF ME AND MY WARD!

Legolas starts shooting the tentacles holding me and Frodo. Boromir and Aragorn rush to the water with their swords, and attack the Watcher. It flung Frodo around in the air, hovering him over his mouth as if getting ready to swallow him. Seeing this, I roared and spread my wings before striking the tentacle holding me with my tail. It let me go with a scream and I hovered in the air before going towards the tentacle holding Frodo. I swing Giuramento di Sangue at it and Frodo falls from its grip and lands in the arms of Boromir.

"Into the Mines!" Gandalf shouted.

"Legolas! Shoot its eye!" I yelled out to him as Aragorn yelled to the others.

"Into the cave! Run!"

"Elizabeth!"

I held up my hand and muttered, "Lasciare bruciare in mano poi colpire la Bestia Sotto le Acque!" Let fire burn in my hand then strike the Beast Beneath the Waters.

Fire appeared in my hand and as Legolas shot an arrow into the Watcher's eye I shot a ball of fire, as hot as the sun, at his eye as well. It screamed in pain and pulled back as the Fellowship race into Moria. The Watcher reached out and slammed the gates shut so hard that the rocks and stones above it crumbled and dropped over the door.

The only passage out was completely blocked and total darkness fell.

Then a faint beam of light emits from Gandalf's staff, showing the startled faces of the Fellowship)

"We now have but one choice." Gandalf banged his staff on the floor, making the crystal on top of it to light brightly up. We all looked around. Everyone was covered in rock dust and I was still in my True Form, hovering above them all. I saw Frodo, Aragorn and Boromir were a little wet and I muttered a drying spell over them. They shockingly looked at their clothes before turning to me and nodding in thanks. I came down and landed on the stone floor. I grabbed a rock and again muttered a spell, transforming the rock into a lantern. Then I blew a bit of a flame into it making the whole room a bit brighter. "We must face the long dark of Moria.' Gandalf continued as he began walking up the steps across from what was once the entrance. 'Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world." We carefully followed him, making our way over the floor and up the steps.

"Quietly now. It's a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed." He stage whispered to us. We walk on in order: Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, Frodo, Sam, Pippin, Marry, Boromir, Aragorn and I was last with the lantern.

A few hours later, we came to a long hallway. As we walked I noticed the walls seemed to have small streams of silver along it. "Streams of Silver threading through the walls." I muttered. Gandalf ran his hand over them.

"The wealth of Moria was not in gold or jewels or silver – but mithril."

Gandalf shined his light down into a vast mine below. We all stared in wonder at the spots of mithril lining the walls of the cavern. Pippin and Merry held each other back from getting too close to the edge.

"Bilbo had a shirt of mithril rings that Thorin gave him." Gandalf said almost casually.

Gimli gasped in awe. "Oh, that was a kingly gift!"

Gandalf nodded. "Yes. I never told him, but its worth was greater than the value of the Shire." I watched as Frodo unconsciously placed his hand beneath his shirt. Knowing that is where Bilbo's old shirt went, I smiled before looking down into the cavern again. Making sure the other's weren't watching I spread my wings a bit and flew down the cavern, grabbing some loose stones of the mithril and placing them in my bag before flying back to the back of the line.

I had gotten enough mithril where, with an old Dragon-Blood technique and spell, I can make more of it within a dark pocket of my bag. With it, I planned to make a gift for my Vero Compsgno. Either a sword infused with my scales to make it stronger, a Bow with the string made from my hair and Arrow with the heads made from my fangs, or even a Mithril shirt with my heart scales near his heart. I just might end up making all three.

"Elizabeth! Keep up!" I lifted my head and smiled at Aragorn. Nodding my head, I followed Papa, my Vero Compsgno, and my new family deeper into the Long Dark of Moria.