Disclaimer: I do not own anything of LOTR characters and locations expect my OC. However, I'll just alternate/twisted the plot of the story.

Chapter 1: Arwen is Leaving and Takes Frodo to Her Father.

Cynthia's POV

As I wake up in the morning, I hear the birds are singing and the sun rises above me. I hop up from the bed as I went and open the windows to see a beautiful view of garden in Rivendell. Suddenly, I saw Arwen down there and she was wearing a warrior outfit with her sword, Hadhafang. Then I change my nightgown into baby blue dress and I rushed down through the stable. I run toward to her and asked, "Where you are going, Arwen?" She turned to me and said, "I'm going to take Frodo here." "Why? What happened him?" I said, "Actually, he is stabbed by the Nazgûl. I must get hurry before he will fall into darkness." As she mounts on Asfaloth. "I hope, you will be safe, Arwen." I said and then she smiles at me and said, "Le hannon, Cynthia and I will be back soon." "Farewell, Arwen." I said her as she begins to leave in Rivendell through the woods to find Frodo.

Arwen's POV

~Two Days Later~

As I made it in the woods to look for Frodo and I saw Aragorn (Strider), he takes and collects a plant and I walk toward to him as I draw my sword and point at his throat. "What's this? A ranger caught off his guard?" He said nothing but smiling at me, "Arwen, what are you doing?" He asked, "I come here to help Frodo." He nodded. Then Frodo was lying on the ground, he turns towards it and he saw me as I approaching with the horse. I dismount and walk to him. "Frodo… Im Arwen. Telin le thaed." I introduce to him as I continue, "Lasto beth nîn. Tolo dan na ngalad." "Who is she?" Merry asked, then I kneel down to him, "Frodo!" "She's an Elf." Sam said, Strider chews a portion of the Athelas and applies it to Frodo's wound. "He fading!" I said as Frodo gasps. "He's not going to last. We must get him to my father. I've been looking for you for two days." As I get up as Strider lifts Frodo up in his arms. "There are five wraiths behind you. Where the other four are, I do not know." Strider mounts Frodo onto my horse. "Dartho guin perian. Rych le ad tolthathon." He said, "Hon mabathon. Rochon ellint im." I replied, "Andelu i ven." He said back, "What are they saying?" Pippin confused, he didn't know of we said. "Frodo fîr. Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon." I continue, "I do not fear them." "Be iest lîn." Aragorn agreed. Our hands clasp tenderly. I mount my horse, with Frodo seated in front of me. "Noro lim, Asfaloth, noro lim!" As we gallop away. "What are you doing?! Those wraiths are still out there!" Sam yelled at Strider but he just stares at me.

I ride on as the Nazgûl give chase. Night gives way to day as they pursue me, from forest to open plain, sometimes closing, sometimes falling behind. One of the Wraiths closes on Frodo, reaching out as if to snatch the Ring from him. I spur Asfaloth on to an even greater effort. "Noro lim, Asfaloth!" As I reach a river, and splashes across a ford. I pause and look back. The Nazgûl have stopped at the edge of the water. Their mounts rear up, screaming, terrified of entering the river. "Give up the halfling, she-Elf!" The Nazgûl said, as I draws her sword in challenge. "If you want him, come and claim him!" The Nazgûl draw their swords and urge their reluctant horses across the ford. I begin to chant to the river.

"Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer,
Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair!
Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer,
Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair!"

The water level rises. A great flood comes around the bend, with crests shaped like white horses. The Nazgûl are cast from their mounts and washed away down the river as I watch. Frodo starts to slip from the horse. I lay him on the ground. "No! Frodo… No! Frodo, don't give in! Not now!" I cry and embrace at him. "What grace is given me, let it pass to him, let him be spared — save him." But I must reach to him Rivendell in no time, I mount him on Asfaloth again and I said to him, "Noro lim, Asfaloth."

Translations:

"Le hannon" - Thank you

"Telin le thaed" - I have come to help you.

"Lasto beth nîn. Tolo dan na ngalad" - Hear my voice. Come back to the light.

"Dartho guin perian. Rych le ad tolthathon." - Stay with the Hobbits. I will send horses back for you.

"Hon mabathon. Rochon ellint im." - I'm the faster rider. I'll take him.

"Andelu i ven." - The road is too dangerous.

"Frodo fîr. Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon." - Frodo's dying. If I can get across the river, the power of my people will protect him.

"Be iest lîn." - As you wish.

"Noro lim" - Ride fast

"Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer,
Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair!
Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer,
Rimmo nin Bruinen, dan in Ulair!"

- Waters of the Misty Mountains, listen to the great word, flow waters of Loudwater, against the Ringwraiths!