Mount Doom or Bust Part 4!! - The Ring Goes North (kidding, South)

Mount Doom or Bust -- The Sing Goes South part 4 -- Sorry, this gets really movie oriented

It was the next morning, Mag and Kristy had stayed up late into the night, and early morning, thinking of the next days and the days to come, and constantly apologizing for their actions at the council. They knew they didn't mean any of it. Shelly and Danielle had stayed too in Kristy's room, but fell asleep early.

"Magan!" Shelly cried very suddenly, bursting through Mag's dream. She had been at some music concert -- a Hanson concert. Oddly, though, it wasn't the group's original member. Legolas, Haldir and Glorfindel were singing. It was eerily entertaining.

"Wah...?" Mag said, opening one eye, looking around. Danielle was shoving things into a pack. Kristy was neatly packing a brush and few other accessories and Shelly was now going for the water-jug to pour onto her sister.

"I'm up! I'm up!" Mag cried, and sat up. Kristy came over, and threw the covers up, forcing Magan to her feet.

"You know," said the blonde as she handed her some clothing Mag barely even looked over before walking behind the curtain somberly to change. "We should get you an alarm clock. Or a rooster." She added as an after thought. Mag finally looked at her clothes after putting it on. It was her stuff from home. She also now saw that the others were too wearing their things from Earth. Not Middle Earth. Just Earth. Kristy had faded jeans and a red tee shirt, Shelly had a purple tank top and black pants, Danielle had a 3/4 sleeve shirt and a skirt and Mag was wearing a black hoodie and green capris. After putting some things in a small knapsack, the four went out of the room, and into the court. Aragorn and Boromir were already up, Legolas was making some last minuet checks over his weaponry, and Gandalf was smoking his pipe and thinking. Only the shorter than normal creatures were yet to rise Mag turned to Kristy before they went over and after spotting Boromir.

"Hey, Kris..."

"Listen, it's alright. You do not need to apologize. It's fine!" They went over, but Mag still felt like Kristy was hurt. She was too.

"Hey peeps," Mag said. "Ready for some fun?"

"If you are suggesting that what is before us is merely for your entertainment, then I suggest you stay here." Gandalf said. "What we will endure in the days, weeks, even months to come will not be jolly and jest."

"Why are you so dismal?" Mag asked. She was also going to add 'do you not like me', but Gandalf's look he gave her shut her up.

Elrond came later, and presented the girls with weaponry -- swords, daggers, knives, axes and a bow. Mag snatched the bow before anyone had a chance, but it wasn't as if she knew how to use it. It made her feel like an elf (she liked elves). She also took a dagger. Kristy took a sword and a small knife, Shelly snatched up the second sword, leaving the axe for Danielle, but she didn't seem to mind. A fire burned in her eyes as she held it and looked at it. The hobbits and Gimli came at last, and they were to set out. Elrond stood before them, a number of elves gathered around him to farewell them. Arwen was there as well, keeping stead eye contact with Elessar. She looked as though there was major inner turmoil, and that she may burst from sheer heartbreak.

"The Ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest of Mount Doom. On him alone is any charge laid: neither to cast away the Ring, nor to deliver it to any servant of the Enemy nor indeed to let any handle it, save members of the Company of the Council, and only then in gravest need. The others go with him as free companions, to help him on his way. You may tarry, or come back, or turn aside into other paths, as chance allows. The further you go, the less easy it will be to withdraw; yet no oath or bond is laid on you to go further than you will. For you do not yet know the strength of your hearts, and you cannot foresee that what each may meet upon the road."

Mag thought about this, and was scared at the thought of what may make her leave the Fellowship. Momentarily, she had no plans to leave them. And why would she?

The others seemed less distraught, and Mag wondered what they were thinking. Kristy was obviously not thinking of anything but the man whose arm she was hanging off. Boromir seemed to have taken a quick liking to her. Mag sighed sadly for her. Maybe it was because Kristy hadn't read the book as many times as she, or that she simply didn't remember, but she obviously wasn't aware of the future pain she'd be putting herself into. Boromir wasn't going to be around forever. She wasn't aware of his fate. Shelly didn't want to say anything either, but they both knew: Kristy was battling a war she could not win. She was in love with a mortal Man doomed to die.

"What is it?" Legolas asked, who was standing beside her, and had been watching her. Mag shook her head.

"Nothing. Nothing, I'm fine." She said quietly, in a tone that was certainly anything but nothing. So they set off, Bilbo calling out his adieu through the morning crisp, cool air. As they climbed the last hill before Imladeris would be gone from their sight forever. Gimli heard her sigh again.

"Well, now, there certainly is something wrong with you. What is troubling your heart?" Legolas asked, looking back over his shoulder. Aragorn, Boromir and the hobbits too looked at her. Mag mentally cursed the elf and his curiosity.

"It's nothing, I swear. I just... got a little attached to Imladeris, that's all."

Kristy looked back and smiled at her encouragingly, though most of her was still clutching Boromir's arm. Mag laughed softly to herself.

she signed to the blonde to make it look less noticeable. Kristy nodded.

she signed in return. A confused look crossed her face.

Mag shrugged. she said with a sarcastic look.

And, of course, Legolas the elf who never misses a thing, looked bewilderedly at them. "What is it you are saying?" he asked. Kristy's face flushed, and Mag's mind raced.

"Oh, just how undeniably attractive Gimli is." Shelly said with a chuckle. She had seen what Kristy and Mag had been talking about and winked at them.

"Oh yeah..." Kristy said, nodding furiously. "Totally handsome."

"Ooh... everyone should have a Gimli!"

Several male members of the Fellowship's legs seemed to have froze, as did shocked faces. Gimli's face turned very red, and looked like a furry, red haired turnip. Boromir looked hurt.

"Aww... you know you're sexy." Kristy said. The corners of his lips twitched.

"Ok, getting off the subject now..." Shelly chimed in a horrofied voice, though there were hints of glee in it as she looked at Frodo, clearly thinking he was better.

"Yeah, because we all know Sam is the best." Mag ruffled Sam's curly mop of hair, and even Frodo smiled when he buried his face in his hands. Then they really did get off the subject, because it clearly seemed like it was making them --Gimli, Boromir and Sam-- a little uncomfortable. Legolas, Aragorn and the others thought it quite entertaining. Only Gandalf refrained from their 'childish play', as he probably would have called it.

It took them more than enough days to reach Hollin in Mag's mind. She ***ed whoever made it seem so short in the movie. It seemed like it took them a week or so. But noooo... it took them 17 days to reach it. Mag would have danced when she saw in the distance the large boulder scattered about the terrain. But she was too tiered. The Company had little rest and ate only a bit. And she didn't want to look like an idiot.

They sat for a while, just to catch their breath, and somebody, can you guess, mentioned he was hungry. Sam went straight to making some sausages and stuff. Merry and Pippin numbly fingered their swords, looking frightfully at them. Kristy read their minds, and walked over to Boromir and Aragorn, who were sitting on one of the boulders.

"Now," she said with a grin. "Which of you fine gentlemen would like me how to use this over-grown butterknife?"

The Men looked at eachother, and of course, Boromir took the job. Merry and Pippin joined in while Mag taught Gimli and Legolas how to use sign language. The Dwarf was having some problems with certain words, and had a little trouble with certain letters. Legolas did everything with ease. He was also being less than encouraging with Gimli. Wanting to show the elf what was what, Gimli tried very hard to do well. Legolas chuckled softly to his adversities. Mag finally had the last straw. She signed something really complicated and very quickly to the Elf. It flew right over his head. Light-hearted at Legolas's bewilderment, he Gimli on going.

"Move your feet," instructed Aragorn to the hobbits as they blocked Boromir's lazy shots. They had gotten very good. But it was crazy how good Kristy was. Even Boromir was working up a sweat (only a little though). Eventually, he got the upper hand and knocked the sword from her hands.

"Yeah, ok, that wasn't nice..." Kristy said, and unexpectedly, kicked her chest so he was caught off guard, then she reared back and with all her might booted his weapon. Kris's karate lessons were really paying off. Kristy snatched up the sword and held it centimeters in front of his nose.

"Whoa..." Mag said in amazement.

signed Danielle enthusiastically. Kristy bowed.

"Thank you... thank you..." she helped Boromir up, returned his sword and went to get her own. Boromir and Aragorn's eyes met, and king Elessar was stifling a laugh. Then he looked at Kristy with admiration. He didn't know many women who could do that. Only one other came to mind, and he thought about Rivendell.

They were growing sleepy, and one by one on their own pace, they nodded off. It was maybe an hour or so when they were awakened again, and ill news was given.

"Crebain?" Shelly grumbled sadly. "And we missed it?"

Mag agreed, but didn't say anything. They were off quickly, and Mag was still tiered. She asked Kristy to carry her, but she wouldn't. The rest of the day she was very testy. It took them a few days to actually get to Caradhras, the path chosen, and again they took little rest.

"What is today?" wondered Kristy aloud. Shelly too wondered this. Mag counted off on her fingers.

"It is... January the 11th." she said. Then she paused. "Wait, now, it's December the 11th because we left Rivendell right away in stead of a month later."

"Why would we have departed a month after?" asked Boromir. Mag bit her lip.

"Uh... well... me and the others thought we might have not left Rivendell right away because the Shadow wasn't so, uh, close or... uh... yeah." Kristy stuttered. She didn't know what to say. Shelly began to say something, but then stopped herself. No use getting the original Fellowship further confused. The girls hung back at Shelly's bidding. The spoke quietly amongst themselves as they walked.

"Ok, we have to be careful what we say." She said. "We can’t let them find out where we are really from."

"Why?" Kristy asked, her face screwed up trying to think of a good reason.

"They might not buy our story," Magan said, looked up to see if anyone was listening in on their conversation. Unfortunately, they forgot they had an Elf and a Ranger in their midst.

Danielle signed, nodding.

"Boromir would believe me," Kristy said. The others exchanged glances. They sped up to rejoin the others. If anyone had over heard, they certainly weren't coming forward. But Mag did notice Legolas was looking at her differently.

It was in the late afternoon, they were climbing a large hill. The men were more in shape, what with living in Middle Earth forever, but the girls had less experience. Kristy had a piggyback ride up some of the way, but she was now back on her feet.

"This sucks," she cursed. Shelly nodded. One of the only thoughts that kept her going was what she was doing, and that Frodo was there, safe and sound, not yet off to Mordor. He still had some innocence. The Ring had yet to chip it all away. She looked back to Frodo. His eyes rolled back in his head from exhaustion and the heat of the glaring sun. He stumbled and fell.

"Frodo!" both Shelly and Aragorn called. The hobbit slowly got up and a look of panic spread across his face as he felt his chest -- the Ring had fallen off.

"Boromir," Aragorn said, looking at the Man, as he held the Ring to his face. This was pretty movie oriented, and Mag talked along with Boromir quietly so no one would hear, but she predicted every word that came from his mouth. Kristy didn’t seem to notice, or care. She was looking at the object in Boromir's hand oddly.

"It is a strange fate we should suffer so much fear and doubt over such a little thing..." he said. His eyes became glossy and his voice far off. "... such a little thing..."

"Boromir!" Aragorn said, breaking the trance. Boromir looked up. "Give the Ring to Frodo."

Boromir nodded. He gave it back to the hobbit, and continued up. Kristy clung to his arm as if nothing had happened.

It was now the next day, and they hadn't stopped once. Mag felt her chest burning, as she inhaled deeply. The snow was being thickly tossed around, the wind so loud she couldn't hear herself think, if she had decided to. The only thing in her mind was taking one more step, just one more step. She looked to her right, as Legolas cautiously walked over the snow. Over the snow! Mag had an incredible urge to slap him. The hobbits were lagging behind, and Shelly fell over. Danielle helped her up. It was insane.

"Aragorn..." she said raggedly. He looked back at her. Noticing her state, he stopped and turned to her.

"Are you alright?" he asked in concern. Mag took a deep breath.

"I don't think... I can go on..." she said. Aragorn helped her on her way. Shelly, who was close, whispered into her ear.

"Don't worry. We wont have to. Look."

They looked up ahead, and saw glimpses of Legolas's blonde head looking around.

"There is a fell voice on the air!" he said.

"Well shut up then..." Mag grumbled. Then this scene of the movie popped into her head. "Thank god!" she said more loudly. Yay, now they were going to take a rest. Granted, it was under about a ton of snow, but hey, she was unbelievably out of shape and she wanted to rest.

"Thank god?" Gimli asked, a little confused. He was huffing and puffing, but his Dwarfishness hadn't given out (referring to a Dwarf's stoutness). Mag shook her head.

"It's Sarumon!" Gandalf yelled above the cool, screeching wind. The wind crackled, and boulders of ice jumped down about them.

"He'd trying to bring down the mountain!" Aragorn yelled, holding Sam and Frodo now against him. "Gandalf, we must turn back!"

"No!" Mag said with Gandalf. There was no way she was going back. Couldn't they just be buried in snow and be done with it? Even now, her legs couldn't hold her anymore. They folded underneath her and she fell. Kristy went to help her.

"No, don't." Mag said. The blonde stood back, confused. Gandalf walked ahead of Legolas, and tried some wizardry words to stop the doing of Sarumon of Many Colours. It didn't help. More snow came. Legolas grabbed for Gandalf so he did not fall over. Then --

Black. Mag's eyes were squeezed tight so the cold snow couldn't get to them. Ahh... feeling came back to her exhausted legs. Then it left again. She was going numb. Breaking out, she saw many of the others already up. They looked around, Kristy was holding onto Boromir like a lifeline.

"We must get off the mountain! Make for the Gap of Rohan!" Boromir yelled. "And take the west road to my city!"

"The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!" Aragorn called back, disagreeing. The whole group, save Legolas, was shivering uncontrollably, and Mag was trying to warm her toes. Frodo was clutching the Ring, which lay around his neck. Then Gimli spoke,

"We cannot pass over the mountain," said the Dwarf. "Let us go under it. Let us go through the Mines of Moria."

"Let the Ringbearer decided." Gandalf said. Frodo thought for a moment, yet another burden of choice to bear. So he thought. Boromir looked back at Merry and Pippin. Kristy went to them and held them against her body for warmth and protection of the wind.

"We cannot stay here!" Boromir yelled. "This will be the death of the *Halflings!"

"Frodo?" Gandalf asked.

"We will go through the mines." Said Frodo at last.

(sorry for an errors, im at skewl, not much time to fix them!)

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