2. Chapter 2
“No!” Sam exclaimed. “Don’t kill him! He’s our only hope to destroy the Ring!” Car hesitated for a minute, and then glared at Sam.
“You cannot destroy the Ring! It’s too powerful for a Hobbit to control!” Car said, still holding her sword to Frodo’s chest. “The only way for it to be destroyed is for it to be cast into the Fires of Mordor.”
“We know that!” Frodo said. “That’s where we’re heading!” Car lowered her blade raised her eyebrow.
“/You/ are heading for Mordor?” she said disbelievingly. “Are you crazy? /I’m/ wouldn’t even go to Mordor, and I’m an almost full-trained sorceress.”
“Sorceress?” Frodo turned to Sam, who was struggling to through off the spell, which kept him from getting up. “Gandulf said there are only 5 left in Middle Earth.”
“Imagine that,” Sam said sarcastically. He glared at Car. “Now that I know you aren’t going to kill him, can I get up now?” Car rolled her eyes, but waved her hand once in his direction, lifting the spell. She turned to Frodo.
“You know Gandulf?” she asked eagerly.
“Well...” he said hesitantly. “We /knew/ him.” Car understood.
“Let his soul rest in peace,” she said softly. “He was a great and kind wizard.” All three were silent for a while. Than Frodo broke the silence.
“Well, we better get going. No matter what you say, we’re still trying to get to Mordor. C’mon Sam,” he said turning to leave.
“Whoa, now,” Car said, getting in front of him “You can’t get to Mordor without me.”
“But you’re just a girl,” Sam protested. About a millisecond later, he found the blade of Car’s sword pushing up against his jaw.
“I’m a sorceress taught by the great Gandulf,” she hissed. “I started working in the fields when I was 8. I was taught to shoot an arrow by the some of the most talented Elvish archers. And I’m sure I’m a lot more experienced with a sword then you are.” She removed the blade. “I am not just a girl.” She put the sword back into the holder at her side and started east. She turned around and looked at them expectantly.
“Well, don’t you want to get to Mordor?” she said. “I may not know the entire way, but it’s better then getting completely lost.”
Sam and Frodo looked at each other, shrugged, and followed her.
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