Of UNO and Thunderstorms
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LORD OF THE RINGS OR ANYTHING THAT I REFERENCE! NATALIE AND FRANCESCA OWN THEMSELVES RESPECTIVELY! I ONLY OWN MYSELF AND MY OCS!
After slicing off another Uruk Hai's head, I glanced back to Cellyn, whom I had found and had been fighting back to back with. He was locked in a sword battle with a huge Uruk Hai and was completely oblivious to the one that was sneaking up on him. Oh hell no. I thought as I pulled an arrow out of my quiver and knocked it into my bow.
"Cellyn! Duck!" I yelled. Cellyn had finally gained the upper hand over the Uruk Hai he was fighting and spun around to look at me after he pulled his sword out of the McNasty's gut. "Duck!" I repeated. Cellyn hit the floor just in time. The Uruk Hai had swung his sword a split second after Cellyn's head was out of his range. I released my arrow and the Uruk Hai fell dead. Cellyn jumped back up and looked at me, wide eyed. I nodded and we continued fighting.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw an Uruk Hai, with two arrows in his shoulders, running towards the wall with a torch in his hand. Ah shit. I thought as the Uruk Hai dove into the drain at the bottom of the wall. I grabbed Cellyn's arm and yanked him to the ground as a section of the wall far too close for comfort, exploded. Debris went flying in all directions and I shielded my head with my arms.
"Olympia! Are you alright?" I heard Kate's voice yelling from somewhere not too far off. I looked up and saw her on the opposite side of the wall. I nodded, jumped up and continued fighting. Somehow I found myself back to back with Kate and Cellyn. On the ground, I saw a swarm of Uruk Hai coming through the gap in the wall and knew we were needed more down there than up here.
"Kate! Cellyn! They need us on the ground!" I yelled and started running towards the stairs. However, I was beaten to the stairs by Legolas, who promptly picked up a shield and slid down the stairs on it while firing arrows at the Uruk Hai on the ground. "Oh you freaking show off!" I yelled to him, barely that noticing Kate and Cellyn had caught up to me. I looked around frantically for another way to get down, then got a brilliantly stupid idea. I ran along the edge of the wall to where the gap was and jumped. I did a forward roll as I landed on the ground, hopped back up in a fighting stance, and proceeded to stab the nearest Uruk hai in the throat. Kate landed beside me a second later and Cellyn came running down the stairs not long after that.
"You're insane!" Kate yelled over the battle. "I know!" I shouted back. So are you, you jumped too! I added mentally as I tried to fight my way towards Cellyn, who was on the brink of being overwhelmed by a group of about seven Uruk Hai who all decided to gang up on the poor kid. There were too many Uruk Hai in my way, I couldn't get to him. He killed three of the Uruk Hai, but they had backed him up to the wall. My attention was painfully torn away from the sight when an Uruk Hai slashed his sword across my shoulder, tearing through the bandages and re-opening part of the wound that was already there. I hissed and spun around to glare at the Uruk Hai. He swung his sword thing at me again and I ducked, stepped around him and cut off his head from behind.
Over the sounds of clashing metal and shouting, my ears picked up a soft groan of pain. I whirled around towards where the noise had come from. I saw Cellyn, clutching his ribs with one hand and trying to fend off an Uruk Hai with his sword. I watched as a dagger suddenly appeared in the Uruk Hai's throat and looked to see Kate glaring at the, now dead, Uruk Hai. I ran over to Cellyn.
"What happened?" I asked. "I was stabbed." Cellyn replied. I cursed under my breath. "I can fight yet, Lady Olympia." Cellyn assured me. I smiled a bit and helped him get back to his feet.
I don't think I slept long. The Ents were still talking when I woke up, but that couldn't have meant much. I sat for a minute, trying to forget the dream I had. It was about the day Boromir was killed. I hadn't had nightmares like that since before we met Treebeard. I still missed Boromir so much it hurt. I shook the dream from my head and walked over to Merry and Pippin. Somehow, the Ents had stopped talking in the last minute and Treebeard now turned to us.
"The Ents cannot hold back this storm. We must weather such things as we have always done." Treebeard stated. I opened my mouth to comment, but Merry beat me to it. "How can that be your decision?!" he asked. "Our friends who are out there fighting can't hold back this storm either! At least not on their own. They need us; we have to help them! You have to help us help them! Please!" I nearly yelled. "This is not our war." Treebeard told us. I face-palmed. "But you're part of this world! Aren't you?" Merry retorted. The Ents started to look around, unsure of how to answer that. "You must help. Please. You must do something." Merry addressed all of the Ents now.
"You are young and brave Master Meriadoc and Miss Natalie. But your part in this tale is over. Go back to your home." Treebeard said and left us to prepare to leave. I sat down by the tree and waited for the hobbits, lost in thought. I don't know if I can get back to my home. And even if I could, I probably wouldn't. I'm too attached to this world now. I'd stick with my friends, wherever they went. I know Kate and Olympia would decide to stay here in a heartbeat. Francesca probably would too. I wonder where we'll all go when this is done. I don't think Aragorn would be extremely opposed to me living in Gondor. Francesca would go to the Shire and be with the hobbits. I'd be willing to bet that Olympia would go to Mirkwood. I want to see that. I really want to see that. Kate would most likely go with Olympia. They'd stick together. I thought as the hobbits prepared to leave. I knew they had been talking, but I didn't know what it was about.
After Cellyn was hurt, I made him stay close to Kate and I. By some miracle he was still able to fight. But I worried about him, as I tend to do when people I know get hurt. By this point, my mind all but turned off as I fought. Over all the shouting I heard King Theoden yelling to Aragorn.
"Aragorn! Fall back to the Keep! Get your men out of there!" he shouted. Aragorn relayed this message in elvish and we began to retreat. I heard him call for Haldir and my eyes widened. If I was going to do something, now would be the time. I glanced at Kate, silently asking her to take care of Cellyn. Kate nodded and Cellyn looked confused. I ran towards the nearest flight of stairs and climbed up; fortunately I could see Haldir from that spot. I crouched down and drew my bow and an arrow. Haldir yelled something in elvish and turned around, only to be stabbed in the gut by an Uruk. I drew back my bowstring as Haldir killed the Uruk Hai and turned around. I could clearly see the Uruk Hai behind him and took the shot without a second thought. I then put my bow on my back again and ran towards Haldir. Haldir had turned around and looked at the Uruk Hai, an expression of shock on his face.
"Are you alright?" I asked as I reached him. "You saved my life." He stated, having completely forgotten about the stab wound in his stomach for the moment. "You were in trouble. I saw the opportunity to help, so I did." I answered. "Thank you." Haldir replied. "No problem. Now come on, we have to get out of here." I said as we continued fighting. I didn't see Kate or Cellyn, so I assumed Kate got him into the Keep. Well, more like I hoped and prayed Kate got him into the Keep. I spun around, blocking a strike that had been aimed at me. Looking up, I came face-to-face with Legolas. I flashed him a grin, ducked under his arm and we fought back to back.
"Counting that one, thirty-five." I told Legolas as I pulled my knife out of an Uruk Hai's throat. "Thirty-three." Legolas replied. Holy shit! I'm winning! How about that! I side kicked a random Uruk Hai, who stumbled backwards. Before he got the chance to charge at me again, he was decapitated from behind by none other than Haldir. I nodded at Haldir and continued to fight.
Soon I noticed that the Uruk Hai on the ground were hoisting up more ladders and swore loudly. Legolas noticed the ladders, drew an arrow and fired it at the ropes supporting one of the ladders that had yet to land on the wall. The ladder fell to the ground, crushing the Uruks on the ladder and those directly under the ladder.
"That only counts as one!" I yelled. If Legolas heard me, he didn't acknowledge what I had said, seeing as Aragorn and Gimli were on the ground being held in a headlock by an Uruk Hai. Legolas grabbed a random rope, yelled to Aragorn and threw the rope down to them. Aragorn grabbed the rope with one hand and held on to Gimli with the other arm. I ran over, grabbed the rope and helped Legolas pull Aragorn and Gimli up, trying to ignore the screaming protests of my injured shoulder. Once they were up, we heard someone shouting for a retreat and, after much shouting, rushed into the Keep. Please let Kate and Cellyn be alright. Please let Kate and Cellyn be alright. I repeated over and over in my head.
Merry, Pippin and I were, once again, riding up in Treebeard's branches. Supposedly, Treebeard was taking us to a place where we could head towards the Shire from. But I knew that wasn't going to happen. My hobbit buddies looked upset.
"I will leave you at the western borders of the forest. You can make your way north to your homeland from there." Treebeard told us as we went. And then Pippin had his genius idea. "Wait! Stop! Stop! Turn around. Turn around, take us south." Pippin all but yelled. "South? But that will lead you past Isengard." Treebeard countered. "Yes. Exactly. If we go south, we can slip past Saruman unnoticed. The closer we are to danger, the farther we are from harm. It's the last thing he'll expect." Pippin explained. Merry looked hopelessly confused and I smirked. "That doesn't make sense to me. But then…you are very small. Perhaps you're right. South it is then. Hold on little ones. I always like going south. Somehow it feels like going downhill." Treebeard mused as we started going south.
"Are you mad? We'll be caught." Merry hissed. "No we won't. Not this time." Pippin answered. "Well, yes. We are mad. But that's completely beside the point!" I added, smirking again. Merry rolled his eyes at me and Pippin gave me a questioning look.
Faramir and his men were leading Sam, Frodo, Gollum and I across wide open plains. They had Gollum on a rope. On another note, I'm beginning to like these guys less and less by the minute. No one spoke, which was just fine with me. I had nothing nice to say to Faramir anyway. At one point, we stopped on a small hill and saw the city of Osgiliath being fired on with catapults.
"Look! Osgiliath burns!" One of the soldiers exclaimed. "Mordor had come." Another said gravely. "The ring will not save Gondor." Frodo stated, tears in his huge blue eyes. I frowned just seeing my friend like that. He turned to Faramir. "It had only the power to destroy. Please, let me go." Frodo pleaded.
Faramir thought for a moment, then looked towards the burning city. "Hurry." He told us, rushing us towards Osgiliath. I cursed under my breath as we were pushed forward by some of the soldiers.
Treebeard was in the middle of a story about field mice when we reached the southern edges of Fangorn. He stopped mid sentence to look at the devastation that lay before us. There were burned tree stumps everywhere, the ground was charred and there was no sign of any plant life anywhere.
"Many of these trees were my friends. Creatures I had known from nut and acorn." Treebeard said sadly. "I'm sorry Treebeard." Pippin told him. "They had voices of their own." Treebeard continued, looking towards Isengard. Smoke rose from the pits around the black tower there. Treebeard was suddenly very much pissed. "Saruman. A wizard should know better!" Treebeard then let out a roar of rage. "There is no curse in elvish, entish, or the tongues of men for this treachery." Treebeard fumed.
Just then we heard the all too familiar groaning sound of the trees. I looked around to see a lot of trees come out of the forest and start making their way to Isengard. "Look! The trees! They're moving!" Pippin pointed out as he saw this. "Thank you Captain Obvious." I replied. "Where are they going?" Merry asked. "They have business with the orcs. My business is with Isengard tonight, with rock and stone." Treebeard answered.
I turned around on my branch to see more Ents coming out of the forest to help us raise hell in Isengard. "Yes!" Merry exclaimed. "Come my friends. The Ents are going to war. It is likely….that we go to our doom. The Last March…..of the Ents." Treebeard stated. And with that, we were off to Isengard. I grinned deviously and barely suppressed an evil laugh.
Upon walking into Osgiliath, we found that there were no orcs or other manner of McNasties actually inside the city and at the moment we were just having huge rocks catapulted at us. Some random soldiers rushed over to Faramir.
"Faramir! Orcs have taken the eastern shore. Their numbers are too great. By nightfall we will be overrun." One of them informed us. If there was any kind of conversation that came next, I missed it. Frodo stumbled and spaced out.
"Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked, wanting to know what was up. "It's calling to him, Sam. His eye is almost upon me." Frodo whispered. "Hold on, Mr. Frodo. You'll be alright." Sam replied. "It's going to be okay, Frodo. Just hold on." I encouraged, only half believing myself. I'm pretty sure Frodo didn't hear us, seeing as he didn't respond and spaced out again. I bit my lip, worried.
Faramir looked down at us, then back at the soldier he was talking to. "Take them to my father. Tell him Faramir sends a mighty gift; a weapon that will change our fortunes in this war." Faramir told the soldier, then started to walk away. The other soldiers took charge of us hobbits and I death glared Faramir. Are you kidding me?! You've got to be shitting me! Anyway, you Faramir have just joined the ranks of the jackfucks. I thought to myself.
"Do you want to know what happened to Boromir?" Sam shouted after Faramir. Obviously, Faramir wanted to know, so he turned around and walked towards Sam. "You want to know why your brother died? He tried to take the ring from Frodo, after swearing an oath to protect him! He tried to kill him! The ring drove your brother mad!" Sam yelled. Now if you've never seen Sam when he's yelling, it's not a pretty sight. An angry Sam has to be one of the more intimidating things I've seen in my days. Faramir didn't get the chance to reply.
"Watch out!" Someone shouted. A huge boulder crashed into a tower high above us and sent it crumbling down. Frodo's eyes glazed over and he swayed on his feet. To me, he looked possessed. It was a bit creepy. Speaking of creepy, Gollum had stayed quiet during this whole time. That in and of itself was a miracle.
"Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked. "They're here. They've come." Frodo answered. Faramir looked confused. Then there was the sound of huge wings beating and a high pitched, bone-chilling screech. "Nazgul!" Faramir shouted. "Hmm, you don't say." I whispered. The dragon beast thing that the Nazgul was riding let loose a fearsome roar and I shuddered. Frodo looked up at the Nazgul and Faramir dragged Frodo under cover. Sam and I followed. "Stay here. Keep out of sight." Faramir told us. "Take cover!" he shouted to the rest of his soldiers. I leaned against the wall near Sam, pulled the hood of my cloak over my head, and watched the skies.
Author's note: Ta-da! For the record, 'jackfuck' is actually a phrase that Francesca actually uses. *gasp* Guess who recently got her hands on a copy of The Silmarillion? Me! *happy dance* Yeah. I have nothing more to say for this chapter…READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!