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Story [LOTR] Bigger Fish

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  1. Bacta Bubble Bath

    Bacta Bubble Bath Jedi Padawan star 1

    Aug 29, 2019
    “Gubbins… gubbins, Precious.” Gollum snarled to himself as he rifled through a discarded pack. There was nothing for him to eat in there; some old tacky bread, foul-smelling fruits, all of it nasty and unappealing. The twisted Hobbit crept along on all fours towards another fallen corpse, rifling through his pack with tenacity.

    “Of course men with spears have somethings on them, Precious. Nothing good. Nothing good for Smeagol… -olllum! Ghollum…"

    He tore at a piece of rotten meat and chewed it vigorously, drool seeping from his bottom lip as he scoured the area. He had been hunting the Ring for so long, his connection to it so powerful that it had warped his poor, fragile mind. He had seen the two Hobbits cross the river and climb the mountains, passing by the trees of pale bark and coastlines of crystal blue.

    “Not long now, My Love.” Gollum assured himself. “Not long now until we can has the Precious again.”

    The creature jumped for joy, clicking his dirty bare feet together as he scampered about the field, leaping over dead men and horses alike. Foul goblins and filthy orcs littered the ground as well, their smell carrying like a rancid perfume added a bit too liberally.

    “Tricksy, lying Bagginses stole it from us. Stole the Precious and makes Smeagol CRRRRRRYYY!” The withered creature howled aloud, quickly remembering itself as it scurried faster through the open plains towards a safe area riddled with holes and places to hide. Gollum clutched his knees to his chest, picking at the roots of a tree as he nestled into an old fox burrow.

    He had been traveling nonstop, not wanting to lose the trail of the fat Hobbit and the one who held the Precious. Kept it from him, the other Hobbit did. An enemy to Gollum, he was.

    “Remember, My Love. Remember when the first Bagginses came to us?”

    “Yes, yes. We remembers…”

    “Tricked us they did. Ollum… ollum… Lies through their teefs at us…”

    “Yeeessss….” Gollum sobbed. “... We rememberses…. ‘What’s in it’s pocketses?’ it said… The game the Baggins cheated at! The pocketses had the PRECIOUS!”

    He snarled and tugged at the root, causing the dirt ceiling above him to cascade over his already dirty shoulders. The once-Hobbit gnashed his teeth in frustration and swatted at the dirt as it fell, kicking his legs in frustration.

    “Yes… soon we will haves it back. The Precious will belong to us again.”

    “Yes… all to us.” Gollum sniveled, remembering that fateful day as it played out in his mind. He could remember the cool air of his cave, far from the sight of the nasty goblins as he lived out his days in relative peace. All he needed was the Precious… it made him so happy. So fulfilled. No day without it had ever been the same.

    Since losing it, he felt knots form in his stomach. He would cry himself to sleep until his bulbous eyes were redder than the setting sun. His whole body would be wracked with horrible tremors and spasms, as if it were the only thing keeping him alive…

    … and it had been.

    Nestling up in the mediocre comfort of the burrow, Gollum found the ability to rest for a short time. “Just a few blinks of sleep, Precious. A few blinks and the two Hobbitses won’t go far… they rest more than Smeagol does.”

    “We will catch them… strangle them… makes them paaaaaay…” He mumbled in his sleep, feeling roused by a sudden kick. His eyes bolted wide and he could see the snarling form of an orc grasping at his ankles.

    “Look what we ‘ave ‘ere! Fresh meat!” The orc growled, Gollum already kicking and screaming. He had no idea that his voice carried to a nearby patrol. The orc drew his blade and held it to the sniveling creature’s throat. “Quiet! Awfully skinny… not much meat on you…”

    “NOOOO! LET US GO!” Gollum kicked and squealed, another pair of orcs grasping at his ankles and wrists.

    “Wot ‘ave you got there? A skinny man-child?”

    “Wandered away from it’s Momma…”

    “NOOOOOOO! LETS US GOOOOO, PRECIOUS!” Gollum snarled, his foot colliding with the first orc’s nose; the brunt of the kick enough to break it.

    NNNH! Damned beast kicked me! Broke my nose, he did!”

    The other orcs drew their swords as Gollum wriggled like a worm on a fishing line.

    “NOT GOING BACK! NOT GOING BACK TO SARUMAN!” He begged and pleaded, tears streaming down his dirty face as he spat and coughed his own name in fear.

    “Cut his legs off so that slimy worm can’t kick his way out anymore!”

    The orcs holding his arms split themselves up; one grasping his ankles and the other tugging at his wrists. They held him out like a prisoner on the rack and the broken-nose orc raised his blade upward.

    “Let’s see how fast a legless worm can crawl!” He snarled, about to bring his blade down.

    YYYYYYAAAA---UURRRK!” An arrow slid through the orc’s throat! Sending him falling to the ground, Gollum screaming in panic as he struggled to get free. It didn’t take much as the other two orcs armed themselves and ducked behind the nearby trees.

    “Ready men? Fire!” A noble voice called out, arrows sailing down towards the hidden orcs.


    Gollum scurried past the dead orc and down the hill, going as far and as fast as his four limbs would carry him. His mind shot back to the day when he had been tortured for information regarding the One Ring… his Precious. Orcs had done terrible things to him; slicing his flesh, burning him, scarring him… all of it sent the pitiful creature into a near-stupor but nothing resonated with the creature like the loss of his Precious…

    ‘It would keep us safe… safe from filthy orcses… safe from men…’ He concluded to himself, not looking back over his shoulder. The sounds of battle echoed over the hillside as he scrambled into the nearby stream, slipping upon some wet rocks and splashing frivolously in the tame current.

    “KFF KAAAAFF KAAAF! AAAAGH!” Gollum twitched and lumbered out of the water on all fours, coughing and snarling to himself. Such hardship to face just to retrieve that which was rightfully his.

    “Found it, we did… our present to us.” He huffed, staring into the water as a fish swam by. The odd pitiable mongrel dove in after it; the baser needs of food taking precedence over his current predicament. He fumbled around and snatched it up, slapping its body against the rocks again and again and again…

    … and again…

    Once it stopped moving, Smeagol bit into the juicy bits of the fish’s head and tore it soundly with his rotten, gnarled teeth.

    “Mmmmmm… fishes for us, fishes for me… bubbly eyes and slippery scales… not big as a minnow or small as a whale~” He began to sing, happily hunkering down on the bank as he feasted upon his much more enticing meal.

    “Mister Frodo!” A voice called out, causing Smeagol to pause in his own revelry once more.

    “Wait for me, Mister Frodo!”

    Gollum’s grin was almost ear to ear. “The fat hobbit is so stupid… so loud.. Will draw the orcses to him…”

    “Will draw US to him, My Love. We has found them AND our Precious…”

    Night was getting close and Gollum knew that soon the thick throat of the fat one would be crushed under his spindly fingers and the weaker one... the weaker one...

    … Gollum tore at the throat of the fish and let the blood seep down his chin.
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  2. Findswoman

    Findswoman WIP Month Champion and Hostess Extraordinaire star 5

    Feb 27, 2014
    Very engaging little vignette! I always felt kind of sorry for Sméagol, for just how sheerly pathetic his whole obsession with the Ring makes him. He was very lucky to get away as easily as he did from those orcs—though of course now the cycle starts again, in a way, and he's right back to nursing his grudge about the loss of his Precious. But it's not too long after that that he sees his own chance to be the big fish: not only in actually finally finding some suitable sustenance in an actual fish, but in the advent of those other, somehow-familiar Hobbitses... he'll play an important part in their story, as we know.

    Thanks for sharing this story and being part of the challenge! =D= If I could just ask one thing, though: could you please tell us in the headers to your story what prompts you got in the Time Trials? That'll be very helpful and informative for us readers. :) (I am guessing one of them was a trope along theh lines of "there's always a bigger fish"?)
  3. Bacta Bubble Bath

    Bacta Bubble Bath Jedi Padawan star 1

    Aug 29, 2019
  4. pronker

    pronker Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Jan 28, 2007
    Nicely done! :) I really enjoyed the character study of someone so focused on task, always driving towards his goal with the exception of necessarily finding food.
    Yes, he'd lost everything else that makes for happiness, friends, family, self respect ...

    Sound effects immerse us into the scene, just a special touch here.=D=
    Last edited: Sep 14, 2019
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  5. Mira_Jade

    Mira_Jade The Fanfic Manager With The Cape star 5 Staff Member Manager

    Jun 29, 2004
    Wow! This was a very engaging vignette! :D =D=

    You did so well with getting poor Sméagol's voice down just right - both through your dialogue and within his thoughts. The sink-song cadence and hacking gollums and skewed sense of self all lept off the screen and made this a spot-on character study. His obsession fit into the trope perfectly, and the picture prompt really helped add to the vivid scene you created. Gubbins is such a quintessentially Tolkien word that I never would have guessed that it was a prompt until informed otherwise.

    This was a wonderful vignette, and an awesome response to the challenge! Thanks for sharing. =D=
  6. WarmNyota_SweetAyesha

    WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Chosen One star 8

    Aug 31, 2004
    Oh my, that was so in character! :eek: =D= And let me say, your username is totally unique! [face_laugh]
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  7. Bacta Bubble Bath

    Bacta Bubble Bath Jedi Padawan star 1

    Aug 29, 2019
    @Findswoman I'm really glad you enjoyed it! I've often felt sorry for him as well, seeing such a quick turn for him to go from such a modest life as a Hobbit into turning cold-blooded murderer for something so small...

    @pronker Sound effects help me put some realism into our minds-eye. I use them in almost all my writing. :D

    @Mira_Jade I love his mindset, as he is a complicated character while still being simple; we know what he wants, and we know he'll do what he can to get it. At the same time however, his own cowardice against those he can't overpower shows that he's willing to wait to make an opportunistic strike. I used to run a LotR tabletop game for some friends and Smeagol was always my favorite to roleplay. Even got to emulate him for some acting classes in college. [face_blush]

    @WarmNyota_SweetAyesha Thank you! For both comments :cool: