The Truth
By: Racetrack's Goil
Author's Note: This story was an idea from a good friend of mine, Priscilla, known as 'pmochizuki' in this site. She also gave a few great ideas. So she gets most of the credit. Hehe. :P I only wrote it. Well, anyway, hope you like! Oh, and another thing: I know this is totally stupid, bizarre, and NO way it could happen. (Though the times are right, as pmochizuki said.) This was really just for fun. I am not serious or anything in this. :P I'm just making fun of the scene. So basically, what I'm trying to say is: Pleeease don't flame me or anything. Thanks. :) :D
Aragorn drew a shuddering sigh as the Uruk-Hai's head fell with a thud onto the ground. He stood there, out of breath from the fierce battle between him and the creature. Then he suddenly remembered. Dropped his sword, he rushed over to a dying Boromir.
The Gondorian was on his back, three arrows embedded deep into his body. His eyes, strangely calm for one about to die, met Aragorn's, who avoided them. There was a long silence until Aragorn finally spoke.
"Boromir...I know I should have told you this before."
Boromir looked puzzled as he gasped for breath.
"What?'
"I was always waiting for the best time to tell you, but now..." Aragorn felt tears form in his eyes as he looked at Boromir. "Now...it is too late."
Boromir blinked. "W-what are you talking about?"
"I...I...," Aragorn looked away, the words being too painful to say. Boromir looked slightly impatient.
"Um...I'm about to die, I think it best if you say it quickly," said Boromir, coughing hoarsely.
"I...I...I am...your father," Aragorn finally said, looking back to Boromir. There was a shocked expression on his face. Aragorn sighed and started to explain, staring at his hands.
"I had been to Gondor, as I said in Lothlorien, long before you were born. There, I met Finduilas. She was such a beautiful lady. We were married by Gandalf and Finduilas gave birth to a son. That was you." Aragorn dared to look at Boromir again.
There was a shocked expression on Boromir's face.
"Unfortunately, Finduilas and I divorced and I went away from Gondor, leaving you behind. Finduilas married again, this time to Denethor. Faramir was born, and you always though of yourself as Denethor's son and Faramir's brother."
There was a shocked expression on Boromir's face.
Aragorn sighed. This was hard.
"Son, I have wanted always to tell you this. Never did I imagine I would tell you as you die. I am sorry. Will you forgive me?"
There was a shocked expression on Boromir's face.
"Boromir?"
Aragorn's eyes welled up with tears as he bowed his head.
Boromir was dead.
The End.
Author's Note: I think this is the saddest fanfiction I ever wrote. I feel totally depressed now. Well, sort of. Anyway, thank you again to pmochizuki! (Priscilla) for giving me the idea and thank you to everyone for reading!