Disclaimer: Don't own Smallville/Lord Of The Rings: The Two Towers
Sequel to - The Metahuman, The Ranger, and the One Ring
Fandom: Smallville/LOTR: The Two Towers
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: The broken up Fellowship are still trying to complete their respective missions, the League are still trying to find Zatanna, Chloe and Aragorn still have a couple of roadblocks to pass before they can actually have a relationship, and Lois is *still* trying to get into the book. Cue battles, jealousy, and some sexiness.
"Gimli!" Aragorn's voice reached Clark, the Alien turning around as the Ranger commanded the Elves behind him. "Hado i philinn! Hurl the arrows!" A volley of arrows fell many Uruk-Hai, but many more followed in their wake. "Herio! Charge!"
The Elves charged the approaching Uruk-Hai, and when contact was made between the opposing forces, ground wasn't lost nor gained, Aragorn and the Elves valiantly battling the Uruk-Hai with much success.
Aragorn reached below the surface of the water and pulled Gimil to the surface, the Dwarf coughing and sputtering as the Ranger dragged him to temporary safety.
Above them something screamed as it took a nose dive, Clark's gaze raising to watch as Chloe and Lois stared out at the falling creature before turning around to face the sea of Uruks racing up at them. The men with them in the guard tower battled but were falling quickly, Lois' two guns (which were being fired simultaneously) and Chloe's bows and arrows felling many of the Uruks but it was obvious that soon the Men that stood between them and the Uruks would be killed and the women would be the only ones left with those monsters.
Clark fought his way towards the half-destroyed tower, which slowly brought him closer and closer to Haldir, whom he was seriously going to have to take aside once this wasn't so crazy and thank for his shoes.
Around them an endless sea of Uruk-Hai swarmed into Helm's Deep, the defenders of the keep working fiercely to hold them back, but Clark had a feeling that they wouldn't be able to hold for much longer.
"Na Barad! Na Barad!" Aragorn could be heard yelling from somewhere below. "To the Keep! Pull back to the Keep!"
Haldir nodded, yelling the command to his Elves as he began fighting his way down.
Below, Legolas and another Elf carried Gimli off the field, the Dwarf kicking and struggling. "What are you doing? What are you stopping for?"
"Na barad!" Haldir continued to order, turning and starting to retreat, but was stopped by an Uruk-Hai who leapt in front of him. The Elf's battle instincts were true, making a short work of the creature before him, yet never noticed the other coming behind him, the monster stabbing him in the arm. Haldir staggered, turning and killing the offending Uruk, staring down at his arm in total disbelief. He whirled around, seemingly disoriented.
Behind him an Uruk appeared from the throng of monsters and brought his sword down towards Haldir's head, yet right before it could make contact Clark's blade clashed with it, staying its journey before it could kill the Elf. Clark grunted, using all of his force to keep his blade against the much larger Uruk's, staring int that soulless face before narrowed his eyes, trying to force out more of the lasers. He'd noticed his heat vision dwindling, obviously from overuse, but if he could just use it for one more-!
The red lasers shot from his eyes, searing the face of the creature, who dropped its sword with a howl of agony.
With a swift motion, Clark decapitated the beast before turning to Haldir, whose blade was hilt deep into the chest of another Uruk, the Elf yanking his bloody blade out.
The Alien turned to the Elf. "I never got to thank you for my shoes."
Haldir eyed him bewildered. "Pardon?"
Clark pointed to his shoes, feeling a little self-conscious. "Lady Arwen gave them to me in Rivendell, said they were yours."
Haldir gazed at the shoes in bare recognition before raising his glance to Clark. "You wear them well."
Clark beamed, this conversation having gone quite well.
Suddenly a scream from above caused the men to look upwards, Clark's eyes widening in horror. "No."
"CHLOE!" Aragorn yelled from somewhere below, trying to fight his way upwards and yet flanked by every side.
The tower had been overrun, the girls somehow managing to climb to the roof, but the tower was filled with those monsters and already shaky from the damage it'd received from the explosion. It was rocking slightly, the monsters reaching out from all ends trying to grab the girls and pull them back in.
Closer to the tower, Oliver and Eomer fought viciously despite the order from the king to retreat, both blondes obviously trying to make it to the tower and yet finding monsters on their every side.
"We must help!" Haldir held his sword high.
Clark was already sprinting towards the tower, sword slicing at the creatures around him, their roars deaf to his ears as he slowly made his way closer to where Oliver and Eomer were nearing the entrance to the tower.
"If I shoot through the roof it'll destroy its already shaky integrity and we'll go falling through!" Lois cried out as she tried to keep balance on her knees, looking around, slamming her gun into the clawed hand that nearly grabbed her.
"They're gonna get on the roof soon." Chloe stabbed an arrow down on the hand whose claws had just scratched her thigh, four trails of blood marring her torn pants. "We need to get off!"
"We need to jump." Lois whispered, gaze going to down below, where Oliver, Eomer, Clark and Haldir fought valiantly in a sea of monsters.
"I can't make that jump." Chloe gulping, remembering all too well that fall from the Luthorcorp that'd made her terrified of heights.
"Yes you can." Lois snapped, grabbing her arm as the tower swayed. "This isn't going to hold much longer! We have to jump!"
The blonde's green gaze turned to find Aragorn. He was still a little distance away from the others but steadily working his way towards them. "ARAGORN!"
"JUMP!" He yelled, yanking his sword from the Uruk he'd just felled. "JUMP!"
"We have to jump." Lois was urgent. "We can make it!" Seeing the terror in Chloe's eyes, Lois sighed as she holstered her guns. "I'll go first. I'll show you we can make it."
After all she'd been through in Middle Earth, Chloe felt stupid for height to be the thing that brought her to her knees, so while she was terrified she nodded, holding on tightly to the shingles on the roof as she nodded. "Okay."
"We can do this Chloe." Lois promised before standing shakily. "IF ONE OF YOU DOESN'T CATCH ME I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" She screamed before jumping off of the edge, her body sailing through the air…and missing the battlements by an inch.
"LOIS!" Chloe screamed as her cousin began falling…
…only for a hand to grab hers, Eomer grunting as he was tugged half off of the battlements, his hold the only thing that was keeping Lois was plummeting to her death.
Clark reached his side and leaned down, grabbing Lois' other arm and together, the men pulled the brunette up onto the battlements.
Chloe cried out in happiness, her head lowering, thanking all the gods out there.
"JUMP!" Aragorn's voice broke through her terror and relief, the Ranger getting closer and closer, now on the high walkway.
Chloe looked up from her hands at his voice, her greens catching his dark gaze as she nodded. But before the blonde could even try to stand a clawed hand wrapped itself around her foot and tugged, dragging the screaming girl off of the roof and back into the tower with the monsters.
"CHLOE!" Aragorn screamed.
She could hardly hear it over the beating of her heart as she was lifted in the air by her foot by that monster, fangs dripping saliva as it smiled, thrusting his sword into her. The blonde twisted her body away from the blow, barely keeping form being impaled, and on her swing back her shoe made contact with its face, the creature roaring as it dropped her onto the ground.
The tower shook.
A spear embedded itself in the stone next to her head, the blonde rolling away and pushing to her feet only to come face to face with another saliva-dripping smile.
She backed away slowly, looking from one face to the other, knowing she couldn't get passed them and this was too close to shoot. The girl tried for her sword but before she could unsheathe it another of those monsters had her up by the neck, raising her high off of the ground, choking her.
Reacting on instinct, remembering the Plains of Rohan, Chloe reached out and grabbed him similarly. He laughed, as did his monstrous friends, knowing she didn't have the strength to strangle him.
But that wasn't what she was after, was it?
Chloe had never tried to do this before, and she wasn't sure exactly what she was supposed to do, but just as her oxygen was cut off and her throat hurt the stab mark throbbed with vicious life and visible tentacles of blue, purple, black and crimson bled out of her hands into the Uruk's neck, trailing up his face and down his chest.
The Uruk dropped her, the blonde seeing through his eyes as he turned and roared as he turned on his comrade, both slicing with his sword and scratching with his hands. Like before, each an every time there was skin contact the tentacles began to take root in the new host, and as Chloe laid fatigued on the floor it was as if her vision kept multiplying and multiplying to accommodate the new hosts.
Suddenly there was a loud crying sound as the tower swayed one final time, and as Chloe's body swung hard into the wall and all went black, the last thing she could hear was her name being screamed as the tower collapsed into the sea of monsters below.
Merry and Pippin convincing the Ents to go to war by tricking Treebeard to go passed Isengard and thus see the destruction to the trees there (many of whom Treebeard called dear friends, some of whom he'd known since they were nuts and acorns) was amazing.
Frodo, Sam and Gollum (as well as Faramir and his Rangers) reaching Osgiliath and the battle there against the Orcs…and the newly arrived Nazgul astride their Fellbeasts…was truly disheartening.
But while normally Zatanna and Dinah would take their time and read those sections more carefully the two women admittedly flipped through, a dark fear causing bile to churn in their throats, desperate to return to a scene that featured the Battle of Helm's Deep.
Dinah's gaze slid to the boys, who were fascinated with the first book, her eyes suspiciously moist before returning to the page.
Chloe had to be okay.
She had to be.
Aragorn was frozen in horror, the battle around him seeming to disappear as he replayed Chloe's scream and the tower collapsing down onto the invading army over and over again. Her scream. Her scream. And then the silence.
"No." Lois whispered in shock before racing to the side of one of the siege ladders, staring below. "CHLOE!"
His Lady's name seemed to break something within Aragorn, and like a mad man he raced to where Lois was, leaping aboard the ladder and riding it into the sea of Uruk-Hai below. The bodies cushioned his fall somewhat, the Ranger jumping off and tumbling before truly hitting, standing in seconds and drawing his sword as he sliced and stabbed his way towards the rubble remains of the tower. As he drew closer he could see a delicate female hand, and that spurred him on, a shot ringing loudly and an Uruk he hadn't even realized was behind him roaring as it collapsed dead.
Aragorn spared a second to look upwards, seeing Lois standing on the walkway's railing, shooting at any creature that came close to him. Next to her, lower down on the walkway itself, Oliver son of Queen shot arrow after arrow. Eomer, Clark and Haldir protected the two from the Orcs and Uruks on the walkway.
The Ranger nodded to them before making a mad dash towards the rubble, shoving away a bit of the crumbled wood roof and finding her there.
He froze, staring down in horror.
There were half decomposed Uruks beneath her, a multitude of them having taken the brunt of the fall, and yet she was pale and bleeding and horribly still.
"Melamin." Aragorn whispered, dropping to his knees, forgetting the danger around him as for him there was only her. His hand reached out, finding a pulse. The Ranger's eyes closed tightly, his hands shaky with emotion as he sheathed his sword and pulled her into his arms, her head resting against his chest. "Do not leave me, My Lady." He whispered into her bloody hair, pressing a kiss to her crown before making a dash towards the opening in the Deeping Well.
"He's got the hots for my Chlolicious!" Bart declared in utter umbrage fairly early into the first book.
"As if you had a chance with her." Victor rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, you're a pipsqueak." AC chuckled, ruffling the shorter guy's hair.
"I'll have you know I'm all man!" Bart defended.
As Victor and AC chuckled amongst themselves, the girls didn't even have it in them to shush the men, just utterly relieved to know that Chloe was still alive.
"Is she alive?" Were Lady Lois' first words once she'd gotten down from the crumbling walkway railing and as one they'd made their way down below to where Aragorn had entered through the damaged wall of the Deeping Well.
Aragorn nodded silently as the group made their way towards the Gate.
Taking lead, Eomer led the small group of warriors through a secret entrance to the inner walls of Helm's Deep's courtyard. The outer walls were obviously penetrated, but thankfully the invading army knew not of this small, hidden passageway and were concentrating on the Gate, which was under the onslaught of the Battering Ram…and the inner walls themselves.
Thankfully though, they didn't seem to have anymore of the spiked balls, so their progress was much slower.
"Take her to the castle!" Eomer ordered Aragorn as they finally reached the Gate, the Rohan warrior pulling out his sword as he raced towards the Gate, which was barely holding. The Battering Ram had smashed through a section in the middle, and the men and Uruks exchanged arrow fire and blades and spears, one desperate to push in and the other desperate to hold.
As he approached, Eomer could see the King in the front lines, lance in hand, faithful Gamling ever at his side, battling as well.
An Uruk began to get the better of Gamling, but Theoden rescued him. Another Uruk-Hair seized this opportunity of distraction and stabbed Theoden in the shoulder with his lance, and the king, wounded but not undeterred, returned the blow fatally.
As the king fell into Gamling's arms, the soldier quickly pulled him out of the area and danger. "MAKE WAY FOR THE KING!"
"Uncle!" Eomer rushed to the side of his king and uncle, worry filling him at the wounded king.
"Eomer." Theoden stared up at him, holding his wound as he leaned hard against the stone inner wall. "We cannot hold the Gate much longer."
"We will not fall today." Eomer promised him, refusing to give up. Not on his people, nor on Helm's Deep. "How long do you need?"
Theoden took his sword in hand. "As long as you can give me."
Eomer nodded. "I will not let you down."
Theoden's expression tendered as he raised a hand to cup Eomer's cheek. "You have always been a source of pride for me, Eomer, Hero of Rohan."
Emotion lodged deep within Eomer's throat. "I am a mere servant who wishes to serve his master." He whispered, pulling away, humbled by his uncle's words.
Oliver arrived at his side. "So, what's the plan Hero Boy?"
Eomer's gaze slid towards the man as he fell into step with him, the Rohan warrior slipping out a side exist as more men rushed the Gate to hold it. "This is a suicide mission."
"Just my kinda fun." Oliver quipped, apparently never serious.
Eomer sent the Archer a look before bringing his finger to his own lips, wondering if the strange man could truly stay quiet long enough as they reached the door and opened it. He peered out of the door, which opened on the side of a tower near the Gate. Seeing no immediate danger Eomer and Oliver (who surprisingly enough was still quiet) crept out and sidled along the outside of the wall before carefully peering around the side of the tower at the hoard of Uruk-Hai crowding the Gate, trying to force their way in.
"They are many." He admitted.
"Come on." A surprising voice declared nearly desperately. "We can take them!"
The men's eyes widened and they turned to see that behind Oliver was in fact Gimli, the Master Dwarf.
"What?" Gimli snorted. "Did you truly believe I'd let you two have all the fun?"
The men shared a smile before Eomer spoke softly. "It's a long way across."
Gimli passed by Oliver and Eomer, pressing hard against the wall as he chanced a peek, stepping back and peering into the distance, obviously embarrassed as he mulled over something before turning his gaze on Eomer. "Toss me."
Oliver's eyes widened. "What?"
The Dwarf spoke rapidly, obviously hating having to say this. "I cannot jump the distance. You'll have to toss me!" He then grabbed Oliver and pulled him down so that they were face to face. "But do not tell the Elf!"
Oliver's lips twitched. "Not a word."
Gimli nodded, letting go.
With one swift movement, Eomer grabbed Gimli and tossed him across the span and into the throng of Uruk-Hai, completely taking them by surprise. He then jumped the distance himself and unsheathed his sword, fighting alongside Gimli, who was already chopping at the enemy with his axe.
Lois understood why Aragorn had left Chloe in the castle and joined in on the fray once more, the brunette having done the exact same thing. While she was worried about her unconscious cousin she knew that they needed to keep the invasion at bay, because should the Uruk-Hai and Orcs break through the inner walls and drive them into the castle they were as good as dead. It was why she was in the battle once more despite her mind being torn between her adversaries and cousin.
"SHORE UP THE DOOR!" Theoden was ordering his men, Aragorn already in the midst, helping by bringing beams to dam up the door to the ocean of monsters outside. "They are outnumbered! Hurry!"
Clark, who stood in the section above the Gate where the men had been previously throwing spears and stones down on the enemy, turned towards her. "Lois! Come!"
Legolas and Haldir were next to him, arrow after arrow flying.
Clark turned his gaze back on the army, a flash of red and screams as well as the smell of burning flesh betraying that he was seriously overdoing his limited laser gaze thingy.
The brunette put her guns on their holsters and climbed up to where the men were, going next to Clark and finally getting a good idea of what was happening.
Oliver, Eomer and Gimli were in a suicide mission below, standing between the Gate and the millions of Uruk-Hai and Orcs that were rushing the Causeway, desperate to break down the cracked, weak door.
Pulling her guns free once more, Lois checked the magazines and then the two last ones she had, cursing before opening fire on the Uruks and Orcs below.
An Uruk-Hai pushed Eomer hard against the door.
Lois narrowed her eyes and shot twice, the bullets piercing the exposed skin between the helmet and the body armor, the creature roaring as it let go and fell over the causeway. "Seriously Dude! I did not save your life for you to go all Kamikaze!"
"I do not know what this Kamikaze is." Eomer grunted as he slashed and sliced with his sword, back in control. "But I must remind you that-" he kicked off an Uruk who'd gotten stuck on his blade, the creature falling off the Causeway. "-my name is not Dude!"
"Whatever, Princey." She mumbled.
It must have been loud enough for them to hear though, because Oliver burst out laughing before punching an Orc. "And you thought I was annoying!"
Suddenly a grappling hook mounted onto an enormous crossbow fired up onto the upper battlements, causing soldiers to fall back from its landing as it gripped into the inside of the wall.
"Oh shit!" Lois's eyes widened as another set of Uruks fired another, the hook grappling to the inside of the wall, the soldiers within trying in vain to dislodge it.
Using the hooks as pulleys, the Uruks began pulling great siege ladders ladened with Uruk-Hai to the upper battlements, the ladders hooking themselves onto the battlements on contact as the monsters made to continue the fight.
"It's done!" Aragorn arrived by Haldir's side, passing a rope to Clark and Legolas, before sharing one with Haldir. "Gimli! Oliver! Eomer! Get out of there!"
Oliver grabbed the rope in one hand and Gimli in the other, Legolas and Clark working together to pull them to safety as Haldir and Aragorn pulled Eomer up onto the battlements.
The Gate now unguarded, the Uruks attacked once more as more grappling hooks were fired, more ladened ladders raised, the Uruks storming over the wall, the soldiers fiercely battling them yet visibly losing ground.
"Pull everybody back!" Theoden could be heard yelling from the castle door. "Pull them back!"
"PULL BACK!" Gamling, ever at his king's side, issued the order. "PULL BACK!"
Lois watched as an endless stream of Uruk-Hai streamed up the ladders, pressing against the outer wall, charging the main gate, the scant supply of soldiers firing arrow fruitlessly against them.
Below, the Gate have a heaving cry as the Uruks brought through, pouring in.
"They have broken through!" Aragorn yelled to the soldiers still fighting, still alive. "The castle is breached! Retreat!"
"My god." Lois whispered as the sea of monsters continued flowing in.
A hand grabbed her arm and pulled her along, the brunette shaking her head as she was jerked out of her horrified trance, discovering that it was Eomer who was pulling her along with him as they joined in the soldiers desperate in retreat, the Uruk-Hai streaming up and trying to prevent them from doing so.
Everyone was dead around her.
Barefoot, clothes torn, Chloe walked amongst the bodies of the Uruks, Orcs, Men and Elves that littered Helm's Deep.
There was no sign of life, everything dead and silent.
Dark veins of purple, blue, black and crimson crawled above each and every body, counting to feed on the dead bodies, slowly disintegrating them into nothing.
Chloe brought a hand to her mouth in horror as she came upon the tentacle-covered body of a young kid no older than ten, the blonde staggering backwards before tripping over something and falling into a large pool of water.
Fighting her way to the surface, Chloe gasped in air and wiped the water from her face, trying to find what she'd tripped over.
And that was when she did.
It was Clark.
…or the his tentacle-covered remains.
The blonde brought her hands to her mouth to stifle her scream, turning to look away, and that was when she came face to face with Lois' body floating next to hers.
It was only as she tried to look away from Lois that Chloe realized that all around her were the bodies of her loved ones, all of them covered in those tentacles, all of them decomposing.
"Aragorn?" She screamed, unable to find him, desperate, pleading with all holy that he was still alive. "ARAGORN!"
"Melamin." His voice came to her on the wind.
Turning around, eyes wide and filled with tears and hope, Chloe's relieved smile turned into horror as she watched the Ranger staggering towards her, his hand outstretched, those tentacles slowly covering his whole body. "No."
"Melamin." He whispered, before falling to his knees and turning to ash, the wind taking it away.
"NO!" Chloe screamed, the water around her turning crimson like blood.
Green eyes gazed down at the blood soaking her clothes…and only then did she see her reflection….it was that of a ringwraith.