Logan Meete The Hobbit Chapter 4

Chapter 4

*The storm continued to hammer through the sky, lightning flying across the sky like arrows in the night. After taking leave from Rivendell, The Dwarves, Bilbo, Logan, and his crew traversed along the edge of the mountain cliff. The rain began to pour hard, rocks slid down the cliff, and they narrowly dodged them. Some of the Dwarves tried to urge their horses forward, knowing how scared they were upon the storm. Still, Thorin continued to urge his company forward*

Thorin: This way! *stands by a cave* Shelter! A dry cave!

Logan: We should've stayed in Rivendell!

Popeye: At lease they gots a woirm fires, lots to eat, and beds… Nice, soft beds.

Justin: You know why we couldn't. Thorin wouldn't let us even if we traveled with a broken leg. Let's just be grateful we'll be able to rest till the storm clears.

Logan: Sure wish Gandalf was here right now.

*At least grateful to find a cave to sleep in, the crew, the dwarves, and Bilbo rushed into the cave as quick as they could. At the same time they were careful, so as not to fall off the edge to their deaths. They grumbled a bit trying to clear themselves of any sores on their feet, allowing the horses to eat some horse feed from their sacks*

Thorin: Now get some sleep, men. We've found the perfect place to camp.

*Sleep they did as Bilbo settled himself in for the night. But then, a familiar dream passes in his head or as it would appear a distant memory from the not-too-distant past. He was back home with the crew, Gandalf, and the Dwarves. They were eating, just like the night before. And he remembered the little melody they had sung at his house*

Dwarves: *singing* Chip the glasses, crack the plates!
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!
So, carefully! Carefully with the plates!

*The song caused Bilbo to awaken from his temporary nap. But instead of waking up in his hole, Bilbo sighs as he finds himself still in the cave. He just shakes his head. Logan and his crew looked at Bilbo with much concern*

Justin: Bilbo, are you all right?

Bilbo: Dwarves have a strange notion of perfection. And where's Gandalf?

Popeye: The ole wizard left us after Elrond read them fancy ruins.

Logan: He'll catch up with us… I mean, he wouldn't just abandon us… Would he?

Bilbo: I wish I was a wizard!

*Bilbo leans back on the rock wall, when they see something strange happen. The wall appeared to open up though it barely revealed no more than a crack. Now they had every reason to feel curious*

Bilbo: Hello! What's this?

Logan: Not good, that's what. *notices a small light shining from within his scabbard* Huh? *pulls out his sword to see that the blade was glowing* Guys, look! My sword! It's glowing!

*Suddenly, at the same time, the wall began to open up even further. Rocks began to fall down toward the ground, as if there was a cave-in starting up*

Bilbo: Look out!

Popeye: Hit the decks!

*The rock slides began to scare the ponies and horses the company had brought along for the trip. But it wasn't just the rock slide, it was as if someone or something grabbed onto the reigns and began pulling them deeper into the cave*

Bilbo: The ponies! The ponies!

Logan: Our horses!

*They gave some final cries of neighs before their entire frames disappeared into the darkness, the team watching helplessly not knowing what they were up against or what they had gotten themselves into this time*

Justin: Everyone, wake up! We're being robbed!

*Thorin and the dwarves woke up with a start. Then, a loud chant of sorts could be heard coming from the caves. Logan & his crew, or Bilbo, had any idea what it was. But Thorin, ever so cautious, he knew "exactly" what it was and it could only come from one kind of creature*

Thorin: The goblins are upon us! Save the ponies from the goblins!

Goblins: *singing* Swish, smack! Whip crack!
Smash, grab! Pinch, nab!
You go, my lad!
Ho, ho! my lad!

*They rushed deep into the cave, as the song continued to echo throughout the caves, the chants bouncing off one wall to another. Bilbo and Logan's crew followed the Dwarf company with great haste. But just as they managed to follow them, the wall behind them began to close and now they found themselves trapped. It was too late for anyone to go back, as the darkness began to surround them*

Thorin: We're trapped! The goblins have us!

Goblins: *singing* The black crack! the back crack!
The black crack! the back crack!
Down down to Goblin-town
Down down to Goblin-town
Down down to Goblin-town
You go, my lad!
Ho, ho! my lad!

*And then, much to their horror, a demonic being took shape from the shadows. Then another and another, soon there was practically an army of these creatures known as Goblins. They tried to keep a brave face, but seeing these beings with fangs sticking out from their jaws and horns behind their ears, it was enough to turn the bravest of warriors into frightened fawns. The Goblins surrounded the group, taking a tight hold on them before they could escape*

Goblins: *singing* Goblins quaff, and Goblins beat
Goblins laugh, and Goblins bleat
Batter, jabber, whip, and taver hoooooo!
Below, my lad!
Ho, ho! my lad!

*Then, they took some chains and tied them up tightly as they were forced down deep into their caves*

Goblins: *singing* The black crack! the back crack!
The black crack! the back crack!
Down down to Goblin-town
Down down to Goblin-town
Down down to Goblin-town
You go, my lad!
Ho, ho! my lad!

*Before long, they found themselves in the presence of The Great Goblin, ruler of the Goblin Kingdom, as a fire begins to heat up in the midst of these stone dwellings*

The Great Goblin: Who are these miserable persons?

Thorin: Thorin at your service. We did not mean to trespass.

Justin: He's right. We merely seek shelter from the storm, we mean no harm.

Goblin: He is a liar, O truly tremendous one. Ask him to explain his weapon! *takes Thorin's sword* This sword is named Orcrist, the Goblin Cleaver!

Logan: Uh oh.

The Great Goblin: RAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHHH!!!! Murderers!! Elf friends!

*The Great Goblin lunged toward Thorin, intending to crush his skull with his massive fangs*

Logan: Wait!

*The Great Goblin turned to Logan, who tried to keep a brave face*

Logan: Take a look at my sword.

Goblin: *grabs the blade from Logan's scabbard, examines it and raises his eyebrows* My lord… It's the sword of the ancients! Could this be… Tuure Alka… Victory's Light?!

Logan: You betchya, ugly!

The Great Goblin: *growls* My ancestors spoke of a previous owner who held that sword. A slayer to my people, who struck without motive and killed without end. And you know what my father before me did, human?

Popeye: *whispering to Logan* Logan, what are you doinks?

Logan: *whispering to Popeye* Buying us some time. *to The Great Goblin* What did he do to the owner?

The Great Goblin: He captured him! Made his move when the warrior finally made a false move. We dragged him to these very caves and we ATE him! We ate him until there was nothing left. We never found his sword… But now, we see it falls to your hands. So now… Now you shall stick around for dinner… And you're the main course!

Logan: Careful, I might give you terrible indigestion.

The Great Goblin: It will "all" be worth it… The sweet taste of revenge will be "most" satisfying… *raises his jaws, prepares to snap down on Logan's head*

???: Stop!

*The Goblins turned as their fire burnt out mysteriously. Then a glowing light burst into the air, blinking before the baffled Goblins, who tried to turn their gaze away from the blinking light. And then, a sword appears before them, the source of where the mysterious light came from. The Great Goblin immediately gave a loud gasp and shuddered when he realized what it was*

The Great Goblin: Augh!! I know that sword! It is called Glamdring, the Foe Hammer! NO!!!

*The sword struck The Great Goblin, a force so great that his spirit was sent hurtling into the eternal abyss never to see the light of another day, if any at all. The sword stood poised in position, where The Great Goblin once stood. And then, the holder of the sword was soon revealed: Gandalf*

Bilbo: It's Gandalf! Good old Gandalf!

Popeye: Well, it's about time!

Gandalf: Follow me! Quickly!

*The Dwarves and our heroes loosened out from their chains and ran for their lives, whilst Gandalf followed them using the sword as a lantern of sorts. Into the tunnels they ran, uncertain of where the exit was through these mazes of stone and rock. Gandalf appeared to be the only one who knew where he was going*

Gandalf: Through here! Follow me!

*Though they were lost, they didn't stop running. For right behind them, the entire Goblin army followed them carrying lanterns and whatever weapons they had in the other. They would not allow their prisoners to escape so easily and they knew these caves so wel. As they ran, one of the dwarves carried Bilbo, but he bumped into a wall that the dwarves ran under. Logan and his crew turned back to see Bilbo rolling down the path towards the edge of a bottomless pit*

Logan: Bilbo! *runs to Bilbo*

Justin: Logan, wait!

*But Logan didn't stop, he rushed to Bilbo, the Hobbit rolling along the path, and reached forward to grab him. But Bilbo already fell off the cliff, into the abyss, giving a frightened yelp. Logan couldn't stop himself and ended up falling with the hobbit as well. The Dwarf who dropped Bilbo had turned back, looking for him*

Dori: Bilbo!

Popeye: Logans!

Justin: They're gone!