Of UNO and Thunderstorms
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LORD OF THE RINGS OR ANYTHING ELSE THAT I REFERENCE! NATALIE AND FRANCESCA OWN THEMSELVES RESPECTIVELY! I ONLY OWN MYSELF AND MY OCS!
Chapter Forty Two
Sam and I were walking through the tunnels Gollum had mentioned to us. At some point Sam had found the phial that Galadriel had given Frodo. It was still glowing brightly. Sam picked it up and we continued.
I looked ahead of us. What I saw made me shudder. The giant spider thing was wrapping Frodo up in its web. He was already covered from head to toe. I shot Sam a worried look. He drew Sting, which we had also found, and held up the phial. I drew my own short sword.
"Let him go, you filth." Sam told the spider. The spider let out a blood-curdling shriek in response. "Let him go!" Sam yelled. The spider dropped Frodo.
"You will not touch him again! Come on then, finish it!" Sam shouted as he advanced on the spider. I ran after him and we attacked.
Sam slashed at the spider's face. I brought my sword down on the nearest leg, hoping to make it harder to walk. The spider lashed out at Sam. Sam then tried to cut its leg. The spider then threw the both of us back. Sam dropped the phial. The spider kicked it away and came at us again. I sat up and stumbled to my feet.
Sam charged at the spider and the spider pinned him to the floor and pushed him up to the wall. I picked up my sword again and started trying to cut at the spider's legs again. Sam wriggled so that he was above the spider and started to kick it in the face. The spider fell back as I finally managed to break through the armor-like skin on its leg. It fell onto my sword, leaving a pretty deep cut on its own leg. The spider shrieked.
Sam tried to climb up the rocks away from the spider. The spider shrieked again and pounced on him. Sam yelled out as he fell off the spider's back and onto the ground. I rushed over to him and he got up. We both pointed our swords at the spider, who began hissing at us from on the rocks. The spider jumped to the ground and rushed at Sam. Sam fell stumbled back and stabbed the spider in the eyes. I stabbed the body of the spider, which was open to me since the spider was mainly going at Sam.
The spider fell back, clutching at its eyes with two feelers on her head. I ran to Sam's side and we advanced on the spider. Sam stabbed at it again and the spider caught Sam's sword with its pincers. The spider and Sam played tug-of-war for a few moments for the sword. The spider eventually flung the sword away. Sam stumbled and turned to get his sword. The spider shoved him forward.
I moved off to the side and slashed at the cut I had made earlier on the spider's leg. I cut through the lower half of that leg and the spider stumbled. Sam reached for his sword and the spider stood on it and stopped him. Sam rolled over and stared up at the spider. The spider took out its stinger and lunged at Sam, trying to sting him too. Sam rolled out of the way and the spider tried to sting him a few more times. Sam eventually was able to pick up his sword and stab its stomach. The spider shrieked and writhed in pain.
Sam managed to get up. I picked up the phial and tossed it to him. Sam stumbled to the ground, but got up and shined the light of the phial at the spider.
"Back!" he shouted at the spider. The spider hissed and eventually retreated into a random hole. "Mr. Frodo!" Sam yelled and we rushed over to where the spider had dropped Frodo. We dropped our swords and knelt by Frodo. Sam started trying to get the web off his face and I helped. He looked dead. I knew he wasn't but he really looked like he was dead.
"Oh no. Frodo! Mr. Frodo!" Sam whispered, shaking Frodo's body. I bit back a sob. Sam picked up Frodo's head and held Frodo's body. He was crying. "Wake up. Don't leave us here alone. Don't go where I can't follow. Wake up. Not asleep. Dead." Sam whispered, crying. Sam hugged Frodo tightly to his chest and cried.
Suddenly, Sting began to glow blue. I put away my sword and quickly looked at the dagger Lady Galadriel had given me to find that it too was glowing. Sam looked around hurriedly as we heard footsteps and orcs yelling. Sam and I quickly hid. Orcs came down the path from the tunnels.
"What's this? Looks like old Shelob's been having a bit of fun." One of the orcs said as he approached the unconscious Frodo. Sam and I watched from our hiding spot in one of the mini-caves in the area.
"Killed another one has she?" Another orc asked.
"No." The first orc replied, poking Frodo with his whip. "This fellow ain't dead." He stated.
"Not dead." Sam whispered in disbelief.
"She jabs him with her stinger, and he goes as limp as a boned fish. Then she has her way with them. That's how she likes to feed. Fresh blood. Get him to the tower!" The orc yelled the last part at the others who were with him. The orcs picked up Frodo and went back the way they had come.
"Samwise you fool!" Sam berated himself quietly.
"This scum will be awake in a couple of hours." One of the orcs said as they left.
"Then he'll wish he'd never been born." The orc who seemed to be in charge responded, looking around before going back up the path with the rest of the orcs.
"Well, come on Sam! We have to follow them." I nudged Sam. He nodded gravely and we got up to follow the orcs.
The ride to Minas Tirith was a bit of a blur to me. We eventually came up to the top of a hill and saw the battlefield laid out below us. Someone blew a horn loudly to announce that we were there. We stopped and King Theoden rode forward to survey the battlefield.
Éomer had been right. Legions of orcs and mountain trolls were everywhere and a dark cloud lay over the city. The lower level was still smoking. I shuddered. I was scared out of my mind. This was my first major battle. I hadn't actually fought anything since the day Boromir died. I winced slightly and bit my lip at the memory of that day. No. No tears now. You need to focus. I told myself.
I glanced at Eowyn and Merry next to me. Their faces looked just as terrified, if not more so, as mine probably did. Eowyn put her arm around Merry's shoulder.
"Courage Merry. Courage for our friends." She whispered to him.
"Remember my story about Mulan? Think about how scared she must have been when she faced the Huns. Find some courage in her story." I whispered to them both. Eowyn gave me a smile and Merry nodded slightly. King Theoden tehn turned back to the army and rode towards Éomer.
"Éomer take your Eored down the left flank. Gamling, follow the King's banner down the center. Grimbold! Take your company right after you pass the wall. Forth and fear no darkness!" King Theoden ordered. He then turned back to us. Arise! Arise Riders of Theoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered, a sword day. A red day, ere the sun rises!" King Theoden yelled.
"Whatever happens, stay with me. I'll look after you." Eowyn whispered to Merry. King Theoden then came riding back along the front lines, running his sword along the spears.
"Ride now, ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending! Death!" King Theoden shouted.
"Death!" the army yelled back. King Theoden continued this chant three more times. I took the reins of my horse in one hand and drew my sword.
"Forth Eorlingas!" King Theoden shouted. The horns sounded again and we advanced towards the legions of orcs. We started galloping as we drew closer to the enemy.
"Fire!" I heard one of the orcs shout. Suddenly arrows began to rain down on us.
"Chaaarge!" King Theoden shouted to the army. I narrowed my eyes and put on my 'game face'. The orcs then realized that we weren't going to stop and began to brace for impact.
My horse took a flying leap over the orcs' spears as we collided with them. I swung my sword at the nearest orc rolled off into the chaos of the battle. The orcs stood almost no chance. The Rohirrim trampled over many of them as we made our way towards the city.
I lost sight of Merry and Eowyn almost as soon as we started fighting. I wasn't worried about them. I knew they would be safe. My focus was mainly on staying alive myself. I swung my sword at any orc who wasn't trampled by the horses. I grinned to myself when I noticed the orcs retreating. We were winning, for the moment.
"Drive them to the river!" I heard Éomer shouting over the battle. What freaking river? I thought, looking around frantically. Apparently, my horse knew what he was talking about and started chasing orcs towards a river that I could see once I had a clear view of it. I resisted the urge to face-palm and swung my sword at the nearest orc, effectively decapitating it.
"Make safe the city!" King Theoden yelled. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a horn. I stopped my horse and turned to where the sound had come from. A million different curses ran through my mind as I stared at the line of demon elephant things that were barreling towards us. "Re-form the line! Re-form the line!" King Theoden commanded.
We quickly lined up again and faced the newest threat. I found myself next to Merry and Eowyn again and nodded to them. Eowyn nodded back and Merry stared at the elephant things in shock. King Theoden shouted something else that I couldn't hear and the horns of the Rohirrim sounded again as we charged the demon elephants.
Everything went to hell after that. The demon elephants swung their tusks from side to side, throwing people and horses up into the air. Somehow, I managed to steer my horse out of the way of the demon elephants' tusks and avoid the arrows being shot by the people on top of the demon elephants.
Many of the Rohirrim turned around and began galloping alongside the demon elephants and the archers shot up at them. I urged my horse to go faster and we pulled ahead of the demon elephants. For the moment, I had put my sword away. I ran past Éomer just as he threw a spear at one of the guys on top of the demon elephants.
I stood; shocked for a moment, as the spear hit the guy on the demon elephant and the guy fell off. The guy snagged the demon elephant's ear, causing it to turn sideways and crash into another demon elephant. Both demon elephants collapsed. That's impressive. I thought.
Another demon elephant came charging in my general direction. I pulled out my sword and steered my horse past the demon elephant's tusks and underneath it. I then slashed at the demon elephant's legs and urged my horse past the demon elephant just in time for me to turn around and watch it fall over sideways. I smirked to myself and continued to fight.
My eyes widened slightly as I noticed one of the demon elephants near me rear up onto its hind legs. Someone threw a spear into one of the back legs and the demon elephant toppled over backwards. My horse bolted out of the way of it and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Merry and Eowyn's horse fall over and both of them go flying.
I then noticed a spear nearby and yanked it out of the ground, intending to copy Éomer's stunt from earlier. I launched the spear at the nearest demon elephant with all the strength I could muster. I'd been aiming for the demon elephant's eye; but if it counts for anything, I nailed the guy on top of the demon elephant. I pulled a face and continued fighting.
Author's note: Forty Two! We now have Forty Two chapters! Five days ago was the one year birthday of this fanfiction. I'd wanted to update on that day but Real Life got in my way. Anyway, I want to thank all my amazing readers for reviewing and favorite-ing. Your support really means a lot to me and I just want to thank you all for it. READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!