literature

THe Fifth Chapter of DOOM

Deviation Actions

Randomforestlady's avatar
Published:
421 Views

Literature Text

The wind blew through the grass on the stark plains of Rohan. The silence over the ancient hills was complete save for the voice of one exuberant American.

"I'm bored." Sarah Jones groaned into her phone. She was sitting on a hill waiting for the Rohirim to return from slaughtering the Uruk-Kai. The Sun was going down and the plains were getting dark. She was bored out of her mind but had been firmly told by Hana and Eomer to stay in one place while they went off to finish the evil dudes. She would have disobeyed but Sarah didn't fancy getting lost on the dark plains of Rohan.

"How can you possibly be bored? You've fallen into a book along with King Arthur and Merlin, and now you're riding with the Riders of Rohan." Emma said, incredulously. "Be glad your not walking through a bog filled with dead people." Emma glared at the muck. They had just entered the marshes and she was trying to find a place to sleep that wasn't suspiciously squishy or inhabited by something nasty.

"The dead marshes are cool! They're really dangerous but at least you have stuff to do rather then wait on a hill."

"Why don't you play Tetris on your phone? Besides I would love to sit on a non-muddy, non-smelly hill in Rohan." Emma said, poking the mushy ground. Gollum snickered behind her.

"Nice girlses would rather be eaten by orcses?" He questioned.

"Shut up, you!" Emma said, whirling around to hit the slimy creature, but he quickly slinked away. The bog had done nothing but make her more irritated at Gollum.

"That and not having to deal with Gollum." She said into the phone.

Sarah laughed. "You're not getting on well. Are you?"

"You can say that again." Emma muttered. Thunder rolled in the distance, Emma looked over her shoulder to look at the black clouds of Mordor. She knew that her relationship with Gollum would only get worse, especially when he tried to feed her to Shelob.

"Lady Sarah!" came a voice from Sarah's side of the phone.

"I gotta go Emma, have fun in the swamp. Don't get eaten by swamp monsters." Sarah said quickly.

"Hey!" Emma called, but Sarah hung up the phone. The Florida girl shook her head and put the phone in her pocket. It was good to hear what Sarah was up to but she had her own problems to focus on. Sarah had told her that she decided not to interfere with events but Emma was not so sure. After all, without her help Sam would have been choked to death. After mentally debating whether or not she should help out more she decided to meddle in events unlike Sarah. For example, she was not going to let Frodo get poisoned by a giant spider and hoped that they could avoid venturing into the tower of Cirith Ungol.

"Emma." Sam said, walking over to her. "You best get some sleep, you don't want to stumble in this bog because you're tired."

"I'm going to. I was just checking on Sarah." Emma replied, smiling at the hobbits concern.

"How is she?" Sam asked.

"She's fine. It us we need to worry about. She has a whole company of Rohirim to keep her safe." Emma got up and stood beside Sam. They looked over at the mountains of Mordor. Emma towered over the hobbit and yet they had identical expressions of apprehension as they looked at the dark clouds. Emma hated looking at them and decided to try and break the silence. "Did you find a non-muddy place to sleep?"

Sam looked away and snorted. "Best I could find. It's still a bit soggy."

Emma groaned. "Why did we have to go through this damn swamp? I get that orcs will never think to look here but it will all be for naught it we get eaten by swamp monsters or alligators." Emma then remembered Sam had no clue what an alligator was. "They're big lizard like things from Florida."

"I'll kill that stinker if we find any of those things in here." Sam said, he may have been joking but Emma knew that he probably would.

"I'll help out with that." Emma and Sam both smiled.

"Come on then, we need our strength if were going to throttle that miserable creature." Sam said, his mood was lighter then before. Emma followed him to the unsquishiest spot they could find.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Lady Sarah!" The Rohan soldier called again. Sarah had no idea why the soldiers had started calling her Lady. Maybe it was because she was a girl, but it was more likely because Eomer had taken her in.

"I'm right here!" she called. Sarah got up and waved to the bearded horse master.

"Lord Eomer says you can rejoin the company." The guard said, motioning her to follow him. The American ran down the hill and the two trudged epically up another grassy hill to the third marshal of the Ridemark.

"How did the raid go?" Sarah asked.

"The orcs are dead but we lost two of our own." The guard said, as he led her up the hill. Sarah suddenly felt panicked.

"Is Hanna…?" Sarah started but was cut off by the sound of her favorite Rohan guard.

"Don't Worry, I'm alive." Hana held a torch at the top of the hill. Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. She had known the guard for a short time but he had become her friend and she didn't want to loose him. Especially, after leaving Merlin and Arthur. Hana looked a bit battered but was not mortally wounded.

"Don't you go dying on me! None of the other guards will teach me how to use a sword." Sarah scolded.

The guard behind her shook his head. The guards would have, after all it wouldn't hurt to train a girl when orcs were everywhere, but the girl was a bit insane. Hana seemed to be the only one that could roughly translate what she was saying.

"I'll do my best, but the orcs don't make it easy." Hana said, giving a small smile. "Thank You, Dúnhere. I'll take the girl from here." Dúnhere nodded in respect and then left to join a group of men.

The two epically trudged up another hill of doom.

"Ah, Sarah. You'll be glad to here that the orcs were destroyed." Eomer greeted from the top of the epic hill of doom.

"Yep, Always glad to hear about evil minions getting killed." Sarah said.

Eomer smiled grimly, he had blood epically splattered on his face. "You're brave for one so small. Come, We'll ride a bit further before we make camp. I cannot sleep smelling the foul stench of orcs."

"Why don't you just use some febreeze?" asked Sarah.

"I would use that if I knew what it was or had it." Said Eomer. "Ride with Hana, we won't go too far."

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"You know what, I've decided that we should take an easy pace." Sarah said. It was the morning after the raid on the Uruk-Kai. The two had fallen behind the others. Sarah, unlike many mary-sue's, did not magically know how to ride a horse. The horsemen had been horrified when she told them she had stopped taking riding lessons when she twelve. Hana was charged with teaching her immediately.

Hana laughed. "You shouldn't be frightened of falling. Just hold tight and you'll stay on."

"How do you know that? What if the horse trips, or gets spooked by something." Sarah protested.

"Sarah." Hana began. "Look that way." The guard pointed out to the plains of Rohan.

"What word would you use to described those plains?" he asked.

"Flatness." Sara said flatly.

"And over there?" Hana questioned.

"More flatness."

"Your horse is not going to trip." Hana said, smugly. His point proven.

"Neh…" Sarah said, grudgingly.

"Come, the rest of the company will be wondering where we are." Hana said, ignoring Sarah's neh.

The horseman and American then heard a shout from behind a near by hill. Hana turned and saw a Rohirim riding toward them.

She squinted at the new dark haired Rohirim. 'What was his name, again?' she thought to herself. 'Ha… no.. Dún… no… The… no. .' It was a real pain trying to learn their names because they all started with h, t, d, e, and g. 'Why can't they have names like Jeff! Or Bob? Bob the Rohirim doesn't sound that bad! And you can remember it!'

"Hana!" the nameless horse master shouted. "Where have you been? We thought you had been ambushed by orcs."

"No, our American friend is simply very slow." Hana laughed.

"I resent that! If I could drive I would… Eh… I'm not even going there." Sarah, then wished Merlin and Arthur were here. They were much easier to make fun of, the Rohirim could actually come up with counter attacks. Hana and the guard ignored her as they had more epic things to talk about.

"Come, quickly! Lord Eomer has found three strange travellers and suggests you post pone young Sarah's training. No matter how important it may be." The guard said.

'Aragorn!' Sarah thought. 'Yes! One step closer to kicking Wormy's but.'

"Of course, It's about time Sarah put her new skills to the test." Hana grinned evilly at her.

Sarah groaned. 'Stupid bearded guard horse person…'

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"She's gone." Arthur said, sounding hoarse. He was still standing where he had been when Grima had told him of Sarah's death.

Merlin slid down the stone wall and put hid head in his hands.

"No…" Arthur said, in barely a whisper. His anger then rose to the surface and he kicked the wall. "NO!"

Arthur was so mad he couldn't find offensive enough curse words to damn Wormetoungue.

"I will kill him… I swear there will be nothing left of him…" Arthur trailed off, not being able to finish his thought.

Arthur had only known her for about three months but she was nice. Nice in a world filled a world filled with creatures like Grima Wormtoungue. She was happy and completely insane but in a good way. Arthur then missed Camelot… a lot. He wondered what his father was doing. Probably out of his mind and ordering search parties to search all of Albion. He wondered if he would ever see Camelot again or if he could even find it. He and Merlin had been thrown into a world where they were completely lost but Sarah had been their guide. She was gone and Arthur and Merlin were left in the dark.

He looked over at Merlin, who looked devastated.

"Arthur." Merlin's voice was cracking, his eyes were slightly read. "We are going to get out of here and we are not going to stop until this dark lord is gone."

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Gimli was slightly concerned that horsemen who were pointing spears in his face were surrounding the mini-fellowship.

One of the horsemen rode into the circle, looking very epic and intimidating.

"What business does an Elf, Man, and a Dwarf have in the Ridemark." Eomer said, in his tough Rohirim voice. "Speak Quickly!" He added.

"Give me your name horse master and I shall give you mine." Gimli said. Aragorn grimaced. The dwarf wasn't backing down despite the clear advantage of the Rohirim.

Eomer, looking very annoyed, jumped off his horse and walked up to Gimli.

"I would cut off your head, dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground." He said, coldly. He was in a bad mood today. Mostly because he had been outlawed but also because Sarah refused to wake up that morning, which resulted in lost time and sanity.

Legolas wasn't having any of it because he was also in a bad mood since he had been running a marathon for three days straight. Nobody was going to insult his dwarf friend. He epically pointed an arrow at Eomer's head.

"You would die before your stroke fell!"

The spears came closer to the mini fellowships heads. Aragorn grabbed Legolas' bow arm and sent him a look that clearly said. 'Dude! Would you please not get us all stabbed to death!'

The spears lowered but Legolas kept glaring at the horse master. Gimli let out a breath and raised his hands in surrender.

"I am Aragorn, Son of Arathorn."Aragorn said, glad not to be stabbed. "This is Gimli son of Gloin and Legolas of the Woodland realm."

Legolas had his angry face on. Eomer's face was not angry but more annoyed that the pretty elf had tried to mess up his face.

Aragorn tried to take Eomer's attention away from Legolas' angry face. "We are friends of Rohan and of Theoden, your king."

Eomer looked down, this was still a touchy subject for him. "Theoden no longer recognizes friend from foe." He epically took off his helmet. "Not even his own kin."

The spears were pulled back from the three's faces and the tension seemed to fade away. The Rohirim awesome song also went away and the mood seem to lighten.

"Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claimed lordship over his lands. My company and I are loyal to Rohan and for that we are banished." Eomer said. Aragorn looked concerned.

"The white wizard is cunning. He walks here and there they say. As an old man, hooded and cloaked. And every where his spies slip past our nets."

"We are not spies. We track a party of Urukai westward across the plane. They've taken two of our friends captive."

"The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night."

Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli looked devastated.

"Did you see two hobbits!" Gimli piped up.

"They would be small, only children to your eyes." Aragorn said.

"Are hobbits from a land called America?" Eomer asked.

Aragorn sent him a look that said. 'You've got to be kidding me.'

"Lord Eomer!" came the voice of the nameless guard from the outside of the circle. "I found them!"

"Aragorn!" Sarah pushed her way into the center of the circle. "You've no idea how good it is to see you!" The American hugged him.

The future king of Gondor gaped at her. "I told you to go back to Lorien."

"Errr, yes you did." Sarah said, pulling away from him and looking guilty.

"Then why are you in the plains of Rohan." Aragorn asked, sternly.

"I sort of got lost." Sarah said lamely.

"You got lost?" Aragorn asked incredulously. "All you had to do was go back up the river."

"Yea, long story involving evil river monsters and piranhas." Sarah said.

Aragorn looked skeptical but still wondered what kind of horrible creature a piranha was. Then he realized that she was alone. "Where are Merlin and Arthur?"

Sarah frowned, still hating the fact that her friends were captured by wormy the perv.

"They were captured. One of my men was able to rescue her before Grima Wormtoungue, the snake who is poisoning the mind of the king, interrogated her. Her friends were not so lucky, they are still locked in the dungeon." Eomer said. "I take it you have met before?"

"Yes, we found her trapped in the halls of Moria. She has been troublesome…" Aragorn sent her a look. Sarah grimaced and looked at the ground. "but she helps lighten these dark times. I thank you for keeping our friend safe."

Eomer nodded. "Think none of it. I would never leave a defenseless girl at the hands of that worm."

"Yes, but are you sure you have not seen two hobbits?" Gimli asked, concerned.

"I'm not entirely sure…" started Hana, as he walked into the center of the circle. "but I believe I saw two figures running into Fangorn forest during our attack."

'Yes!' thought Sarah. 'Mission accomplished!' Just before the Rohirim left her she hinted to Hana about the strange trees in Fangorn forest. She hoped he would pay attention to it and prevent the mini fellowship from despairing over the hobbits.

"Thank You." Aragorn said. "We must press on. I don't wish to leave the hobbits on their own."

"Of course." Said Eomer. He whistled and two horses appeared.

"Good luck finding your friends but be weary. These lands are darkening and hope is slowly fading away."

"Sarah." Eomer called. She looked up at the horse master. "I leave you to your friends. Be careful and don't ever go near that worm again. I'm glad we met and I hope one day to hear more about the strange lands of America."

"I'll tell you about the wonders of the internet to." Sarah smiled.

"I look forward to it." He smiled. "Farewell."

"Make sure she keeps learning how to ride." Came a voice behind Sarah. She turned to she her favorite Rohan Guard, Hana.

"We'll do out best." Said Aragorn

"I'll try not to be so slow." Sarah smiled.

"Good, one day you'll be able to ride faster then a snail." Hana didn't laugh but he was clearly amused.

However, Sarah was not. "Really?" she asked, incredulously.

"Aye, Good Luck Sarah of America!" With that the Rohirim rode north.
Emma Auckland never found out whatever happened to her friend Sarah Jones. Two months later, Emma knows exactly what happened when she ends up with two Hobbits in some cold foggy mountains. Can Emma get Frodo and Sam there and back again?
© 2013 - 2024 Randomforestlady
Comments0
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In