Woah! Chuck has us twisting things around this week! Okay... think of a famous scene in Star Wars of Lord of the Rings or Die Hard and twist it around in a different way, but have it play out the same. Yep, it's same, same - but different! I put two into mine: LOTR's and Star Wars. Dunno if it worked... but it turned out funny I think.
enjoy!
He stood before the
massive iron dragon as it was welded by the giant and more of the mountains were
removed. The mage shouted above the thundering sounds of everything collapsing
around the group of them, “You shall not pass!” has he raised his crooked staff
high and struck the only piece of solid ground before him.
“I don’t think they
will listen.” Mondo touched his wing gently, “Come, there must be another way.”
The mage
half-turned, “No, Mondo, you are our only chance. With that ring, you must make
sure it arrives at Mount Doomsdale and destroy it!” he pointed to the piece of
foil wrapped tightly around the blue termite’s neck, “You are our only hope.”
He reached up to the
foil with two of his feet and stroked it gently, “Yes, it’s my precious… um…
yes of course, I must get rid of it.” He turned and regarded his oldest friend –
Fargo – the only other blue termite who he’s known since they were larva in the
nursery in the older part of The Shire. However, they can no longer go back
there because the Old Shire has been destroyed and by the Almighty Humans and
replaced with the New Shire – this will take many years to settle again, “Are you
with me Fargo?”
“I shall go where
you go, Mondo, as far as our feet take us.”
The cavern around
them shuddered yet again as the huge iron dragon destroyed yet another section of
the Passages of Composting Moira – which weren’t as old as many first thought.
The mage turned back
to his task, as the stone in the top of his staff shone brightly at his
incantation: “You shall not…” and the huge iron dragon came down and ended his
life in a split second!
Mondo and Fargo turned
in the other direction as more of the Passages of Composting Moira were
destroyed in that last fatal blow by that sweating giant above them all!
It was the last time
Mondo or Fargo saw the Mage alive.
Months passed as
Mondo and Fargo hid in the pipe next to the large garden ornaments the Sweating
Giant had placed around the New Surrounding Middle Earth.
Mondo unrolled the
map Fargo brought with him in the moonlight, “I have never seen any of this.”
“Neither have I.”
They looked at each
other and realised they may either be charting new territory or … they may be
lost!
“Let’s keep on
walking and see where it leads us.” Mondo suggested.
It wasn’t long
before they came across The Desert Paved. It was named this on the map because
from a distance, it looked like flagstones all set up side by side – but up
close, it seemed to go on forever.
“Anyone who has
attempted to cross this desert has never come back, Mondo.” Fargo touched his
friend’s shoulder.
“I know, but I must
be rid of this horrid ring before it destroys me forever… please be by my side
and help me through this.” Mondo said.
“Of course, why else
are we on this quest?”
They set across The
Desert Paved side by side.
Soon, they Fargo
glanced up and found the thin lines of webs lining the skies. Mondo whispered, “Don’t look up.”
“But the webs…”
“I know.”
“The webs aren’t your
only problem.” A dark voice said behind them. Turning, the two termites found
two large, black Green Ants had been following them, “You two are not supposed
to be here.”
“We just wish to
cross The Desert Paved and be on our way.” Mondo said.
“This is our
territory and Saucer wants to see you. Guards!”
Mondo and Fargo were
soon surrounded by other Green Ants with nowhere to go, but with them as their
prisoners.
The small dark room wasn’t
underground. The two termites were taken along – forced to walk at a swift pace
– to a fence post and pushed to travel up to the top where there was a Green
Ants’ Nest in the branches of a tree.
So, the room wasn’t
comfortable, as Mondo and Fargo sat on a leaf together in a tiny room awaiting
their punishment quietly. The foil ring had been removed from Mondo’s neck and
handed to the Queen of this colony - also known as Saucer - and they could hear whispers that she had
wanted to see the two immediately.
The door was pulled
opened and the large guard grabbed them roughly, shoving them out the
door, down the hall and into the Queen’s throne room, where she sat inspecting
the ring, “Exactly where do you have to take this?”
“Mount Doomsdale…
from what I understand it’s not far from here… a large deep ravine where two mountains meet in a corner, Your Grace.” Mondo said, “So, if I could have
that back, we’ll be out of your way.”
“Very well.” She stood
and walked to him smiling, “You do look familiar. Have our families met?”
“I believe not.” He shook
his head.
“Oh well… never
mind.” She looked over at the guard, “Allow them safe passage to Mount
Doomsdale, then leave them alone. They may be termites, but they mean no harm.”
“Yes, Your Grace.” The
guard bowed.
Soon Mondo and Fargo
were outside again with a couple of Green Ants and the Queen’s Guard walking
them to the edge of the property line. Mondo had the foil ring about his neck
again and Fargo hadn’t said anything since their capture – too terrified to
speak in case these ants were hungry for termites (a delicacy to them).
The Queen’s Guard
turned as they were about to cross the property line, “I do believe I have
visited your Old Shire once – before it was destroyed by The Almighty Humans.” He
grinned, “I had me some fun there – you know, in the way of the female termites?”
he looked at them both with the blue hue, “It’s the only way a white termite
would have blue colour – to be cross-bred with a Green Ant. But then, you
wouldn’t know who your father is would you?”
“No. None of us do.”
Mondo shook his head.
“How about we walk
you most of the way to Mount Doomsdale – just to keep you two safe?” the Queen’s
Guard offered.
“Okay.” Fargo
whispered.
The group of five
had almost arrived at the huge first wall when the Queen’s Guard attacked his
own people – killing them in cold blood, mercilessly – and then turned on Mondo
and Fargo. As he turned, he found the two termites had armed themselves with
Bindi’s – these were prickly and not the nicest things to be shoved with. But
the Guard ripped the green prickles from their hands, attacking Fargo, ripping
him to shreds in front of Mondo!
“NO!” the blue
termite screamed as he found purchase up the vertical surface of the first
mountain and started climbing.
The Green Ant guard
was faster than him by far, reaching the top by a few seconds and grabbing his
first two hands, pulling him up by them… throwing him across the plateau!
“You thought you
were going to get away, Mondo! You thought you were special and you could do
this without me knowing!” he thundered as rain began to fall through the tree
branches above, landing in large spots around them.
“I don’t know what
you’re talking about.”
“I mean getting rid
of the ring.” He leaned into his face has he reached for the ring, and yet didn’t
touch it, whispering softly – almost personally – to it, “The precious.” It was
then that Mondo realised that this guard had touched the ring and it was time
to get rid of it. He moved back a little, scrambled a little, but the guard
pinned him by his hand hard, “And just where do you think you’re going?”
“Away from you.” He said.
“I want that ring.”
“I’d rather die
first before you go anywhere near it.”
At that the Guard
winced and backed off, allowing Mondo up, “No. I don’t wish that.”
“Why not? You killed
my best friend…”
“Because, Mondo… he
wasn’t just your friend… he was your brother.”
This made what the guard
did worse, “My God… who are you?”
“I am your father,
Mondo.”
“No.”
“Join me… help me
overthrow the Queen. We will rule that colony together! I will never be a lowly
guard ever again.”
“Never!”
“Son…”
“Don’t call me that!
You are not my father. My father is dead!”
“…come to the dark
side with me…”