The Alliance of Middle-Earth and Westeros

The Crypts

"How they won yet?" Pippin couldn't control the fear he was shaking with. "Tell me they've won. Tell me right now!"

Merry shushed him. "Pippin, you need to calm down and be quiet!"

"How can I while our friends are out there fighting? What if those monsters find us in here?"

"They will find us in here if you don't lower your voice," Samwise snapped at him. "And everyone else here, including us, is just as scared as you are."

"We've just got to remain optimistic and hopeful, Pippin," Frodo said. "That's what Gandalf told us before he left. And that's what helped us win the war against Sauron."

"If only those two very simple things would work here," said a drunken Tyrion Lannister. "If only the people in Westeros were more like you guys from Middle-Earth, it would be a merrier and easier place. How we, the people of Westeros, envy you people from Middle-Earth."

"Hey, you got a problem, Lannister?" Samwise angrily stood up and charged for him, but his arm was grabbed. He saw it was his friend Frodo holding it.

"Sam, no! We have enough enemies as it is." Frodo remembered Gandalf telling him that this mission would be full of enemies and more than just the White Walkers.

Then Varys appeared and grabbed Tyrion. "Apologies on behalf of my friend, Master Samwise," he said. "He's had a little too much to drink. Everyone in Westeros is very lucky to have to you and your Middle-Earth friends here. And we are all very grateful for the good you've done for us every time you've been here."

As Varys took Tyrion away with him, Samwise finally sat back down with his hobbit friends and calmed down again.

"We've been given jobs from Gandalf to protect these people so let's just focus on them," Frodo said.

The hobbits continued to do their jobs. They did their best to control their fear as they heard more of the shouting going on above. They saw everyone else in the crypts was just as scared and worried as they were.

After twenty minutes of silence, Pippin sighed. "I don't know if I feel just as scared of these White Walkers as much as I was of the orcs, the Uruk-Hai, the Dunlendings, Easterlings, oliphants and that balrog we confronted back in Middle-Earth or if these guys are even worse."

"I know what you mean, Pippin," Merry said. "I feel the same."

"It doesn't matter because war is war," Samwise said. "Whether you're a new recruit or you're an experienced warrior, it's always scary and you risk your own life to save yourself and the people you love."

Then Shireen approached the hobbits. "Pippin, if we don't get out of this alive, I just want to say thank you for all you and your friends have done since you first came here."

"Thank you, Shireen," Pippin said. "I'm sure we'll get out of this war alive and happily, just like we did with the war with Sauron."

"But if we don't make it out of this war alive, Shireen," Merry said, "I just wanted to say it was an absolute pleasure to fighting for you and your friends. Even if we made things much worse."

"That's not true, Samwise," Sansa said as she and Arya approached the hobbits. They sat down next to them.

"We wouldn't even be alive right here right now if you weren't for what you and your Middle-Earth friends did," Sansa continued.

"Certainly, all of those that died before us wouldn't have made the difference you guys made," Arya said.

Then Missandei approached and sat next to them. "Many of our friends and foes did their very best. They used their brains, their hearts and their souls to help everyone in the Seven Kingdoms, but they didn't have what you guys have."

"What, Missandei?" Frodo asked.

"Your belief in goodness and your willingness to fight for it."

"Well, we're just doing all we can to deliver the good we can," Samwise said. "We're doing no more than you are or your deceased friends and foes did."

Then a woman screamed her head off. The hobbits, Sansa and Arya ran to her. As she continued to scream her head off, she pointed. They saw she was pointing at a young boy no older than seven with a sword through his head.

"My son!" the woman yelled. "My son is dead!"

Then the dead boy's body fell forward and everyone saw a White Walker behind it.

"They're here!" Pippin cried.

Then more holes were being made by everywhere in the crypts and out appeared White Walkers.

"Sansa, get everyone out now!" Merry yelled, as he killed the White Walker close to him.

"Everyone, head to the doors!" Sansa yelled.

The hobbits and Tyrion, who was a bit more sober than before, fought the White Walkers, giving Sansa, Arya and Missandei to lead the people to the doors of the crypts. Sansa saw Varys was wheeling her brother Bran in his wheelchair, but they were the last at the back of the queue and the White Walkers were catching up to them.

"Varys! Bran! Behind you!" she yelled.

Varys turned around and saw the White Walkers catching up to them. Varys tried to run, but he couldn't escape the blades of the enemies. Neither could Bran.

"Bran! No!" Sansa screamed as she watched her brother get killed by the White Walkers. "No! No!"

She started to run to him, but she was held back by Tyrion, Missandei and the hobbits.

"Sansa, Bran's dead," Tyrion said. "There's nothing we can do for him now."

"No! No!" Sansa wailed.

"If you go there, you'll only join him in death," Merry said. "Everyone here needs you."

Still upset over her brother's death, Sansa took the hobbit's advice and rejoined everyone to the doors. No one could get the doors opened quickly and the White Walkers were catching up to them. Then the doors started to break down but it came from the other side.

"Gimli!" the hobbits cried.

"What are you waiting for, supper?" the Middle-Earth dwarf said. "Come on! Get out!"

As the people ran out of the crypts, Gimli went to help the hobbits and Tyrion fight the White Walkers.

"How did you know we needed help, Gimli?" Merry asked.

"Gandalf," Gimli said, as he whacked a few White Walkers down. "He saw some of these monsters heading to here so he ordered a volunteer to help you guys out."

"And you volunteer yourself?" Tyrion asked. "Pleasure to be working side by side with another dwarf."

After checking all of the living was out of the crypts, the hobbits and the dwarves joined them.

"Shouldn't we try to block the White Walkers in?" Pippin asked.

"They're only break free through it," Tyrion said.

"The only way this ends is if we kill the Night King," Gimli said. "But everyone's having a tough time getting close to him."