Disclaimer: aw come on guys you know that I don't own lotr so don't try my patience. Sorry I couldn't update much ideas just pop in my head and if I don't write them I lose that flicker of inspiration.Anyway, here it is ~ !Well, I'm excited, dunno about u.Here's my motto : DDD - dark depressing and almost done for. Weird right?! Dunno where thst came from...I need some juice...Teenagers...That's right I just scolded myself.

Chapter 1: The Knight Falls

"You fed him those mushrooms? How could you!" Merry screamed, leaping up. "Those are poisonous mushrooms, Frodo, poisonous! Do you not understand what they could do to a hobbit at his age!"

"I'm sorry!" Frodo cried desperately as Merry glared daggers at his childhood friend like he was going to keep it that way permanently. "I was distracted, I wasn't paying attention, I just told him he could eat them without realising what I was agreeing to!"

"Sorry? Do you think that's enough?" Frodo's eyes widened in fear as Merry pushed him backwards into the wall behind him, pinning his wrists above his head as he continued to yell, each shout getting louder than the last. "Pippin was feeling unusually down in the dumps because of what you said for the whole week, and now, because of you, we may never see him again!"

"Frodo, Merry, that's enough," Aragorn said sternly. Merry ignored him and continued screaming insults at Frodo, how he was going to kill Pippin, break his spirit and he would never be right again, shunning and cussing, his grip on Frodo's hands tightening as he spoke. Finally, Frodo gave a high-pitched scream of pain and Aragorn took charge.

"MERRY!" he bellowed, and he backed off, reluctantly. He still wanted to yell at Frodo, hurt him, break him and even the worst thing ever done to a living thing... rape him. He deserved it. "Merry, violence is not the solution. Hurting one part of your family will not help in any way. Frodo was not making up excuses, he has been distracted as of late and Arwen says he has not being eating - "

"I DON'T CARE! HE CAN GO AND DIE IN A DITCH! HE POISONED PIPPIN!" Merry screamed, tears streaming down his face. Frodo hovered beside a shocked Sam, trembling, also with tears welling up in his eyes, but stayed quiet.

"MERIADOC BRANDYBUCK! Take that back this instant!" all heads turned to the door. It was Gandalf, Legolas and Gimli. The wizard looked simply furious. He had never imagined Merry would say such things.

"I WON'T! PIPPIN'S DYING AND IT'S ALL FRODO'S FAULT! HE'S NOTHING BUT A FUCKING MONSTER!"

They all heard the door slam shut as the distraught hobbit dashed past them. Aragorn started, but was stopped by Arwen's gentle hand on his arm.

"Let him take a while. He needs to cool off."

An uncomfortable silence hung in the air. Frodo stared blankly at the whiteness of the walls and Sam looked down awkwardly at the hair of his feet.

"So...what now?" Gimli voiced. Nobody answered for a long time. Then quite suddenly, the door flew open and Merry rushed back in, panic evident on his face.

"Pippin's gone!"

"Gone? What do you mean, gone?" Legolas frowned in confusion. It just didn't make any logical sense.

"Pippin can't move in that state! He was unconscious when we moved him to that bed! He wouldn't have been able to go anywhere!" Merry started to cry and shout again, at the same time.

"Perhaps he was delirious, and was wondering where we were," Legolas mused aloud.

"NO! HE WOULDN'T HAVE ABLE TO GET UP!" Merry hollered.

"There can only be one solution," Aragorn spoke. He took off his crown and placed it carefully into Arwen's hands. Everyone's eyes widened.

"You're not suggesting...?"

A/N: Dun dun dun!!!! Well, everyone, you guessed it! Pippin's been captured by the enemy! It's time the Fellowship reunites again! But oh! There's more! Too bad! Wait till I upload the next chappy!!