Lorrd of the Rings- Third Age X box Game

rated M due to violence, adult content, and sexual references and scenes.

++++++ I DO NOT OWN LORD OF THE RINGS, OR THE THIRD AGE GAME...ETC ETC..ETC...+++++++

summary: Berethors journey begins, but what was left out of the game and what did we not see? ending is changed, since the games ending was lame.

Pairings: Berethor/Idrial, minor berethor/morwen, minor idrial/legolas

Yes, The ending of the game was truly lame. so i am changing it. but what too? ha, only i know. mwahahahaah. i warn you know, there will be lots of morwen bashing. so do not read if you like that char. And what was with fighting that giant eye...so lame...had nothing to do with the game. so yeah, SPOILER ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!! hope you enjoy, Please R & R. it is appreciated.

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Chapter 1: Eregion, fated meeting.

His path was laid before him, and the warrior of gondor could not ask for a better day than this.Wind blew through his long auburn hair as the sun shone high in the sky, glinting off his armour. The layers of metal clanked against each other, mingling with the faint trotting of the horses hooves upon dry dirt. However, this beautiful day was still lost on him, for all he knew was his goal. To find the steward of Gondors son, Boromir. yet he could not ignore the lack of bird songs within the air, for on such a nice day as this they were sure to be out. Nothing stirred. Even the trees seemed to still as the breeze came to an abrupt halt. Though something did stir within the air, a hint of malice and evil lurking. but what it was he was un sure of. The horse sensed this...taking a few steps back, shaking its head to and fro. refusing to go any further. But berethor pushed on. It could take no more of this impending danger. The beast reered up on its hind legs, throwing berethor with no second thought and leaving not a trace.

He lay flat on his back, the sky seeming to darken. A chill passing over his spine...that of fear. But he pushed it aside. A hard task as he got to his feet. Before him were three cloaked figures. ' what are these creatures...they are not of the like i have seen...' One stepped forward,the other two falling in step. 'they...they have no faces..what..'

" Fool...it is not yet your time." Its mere voice sent the hairs on the back of his neck on end. Nothing more than a blurred whisper, hardly audible. ' i will not be commanded by this...thing!' were his only thoughts. all fear vanishing as he drew his sword, tightening his grasp upon the hilt.

" Stand aside creature, you are in my way." The Gondorian warrior brought his blade up, both hands wrapping around its steel.

" Obey..." The only word he could possibly hear until a piercing screech defend him. But he had little time, all three drew there long black blades, thrusting back and pointed at him. The first attack he was able to barely dodge, but they were merciless. With one Swing of his sword, right when he saw an opening in one of their defenses, he made his attack...

Nothing.

Nothing happened. it was as if they were immune to his very blade. Not even a twitch. ' how...what socery is this...' Berethor had little time to think, for they were on him again, the one that spoke before thrusting his blade upon him. He had only seconds to draw up his blade to deflect a direct hit, costing him his balance and knacking his swprd from his grasp. The sheer force of the attack knocked him to the ground, feeling the wind knocked right out of his lungs. ' no..no i can not die here...my misssion...i must find him...NOT LIKE THIS' His face hardened with determination. But as the blade was to hit, a foreign sword stopped the attack.

"..." he was speechless. how could one, who ever it was, deflect such an attack, and with no fear...he was simply stunned. But this creatures words cut off the trail of his thoughts throwing him into unconciousness.

" This is not your affair she elf." If these beings could muster more hatred than already possible, it was laced in there whispered voice.

" Return to the shadows, Slave of Sauron." The she elf thrusted her dagger high above her head. She uttered a few muffled words in her native tongue, producing a bright blue light upon the tip on her blade. That was not all. no. from the tip, a large blue orb grew in size. Glowing or even emiting its own light. slowly, the she elf lowered her weapon as a flood of water gushed from this orb, taking on the shape of white stallions. Not even the wraiths power could withstand an attack of this magnatude. All tried to flee from the unslaught of water. But to no avail. The cloaked figures were caught within the waters embrace. washing them away.

Her attention was know upon that of this human, a mixed emotion upon her delicate face. was that concern? maybe relief? Quickly she walked to his side, kneeling over him. his serene face. 'finally...'

" What grace has been given to me, let it pass to him. Let him be spared." She pressed her palm against his armour clad chest, still feeling the rise and fall of his breathing. " To you i bestow this gift of my people. It braces the soul and binds the hearts of others. Closing her eyes, she concentrated upon saving his life, giving him this gift. As she did this, a light formed around her hand.

Thought came back to him. The pain came back to him, as well as the feeling of a hand upon his chestplate. But he refrained from opening his eyes. ' what...ah yes. the attack. but, was i saved? and by who?' Curiosity got the best of him, opening his eyes. And there he still lay. Back upon the ground. His savior was not that of a man, but a woman. Not something he would have expected as he beheld her within his sight. A tall, beautifully elegant woman. her dirty blande hair tied back in a tight perfect braid. Not a single strand out of place. But wait, those ears. She was an Elf. Never had he had any meeting with one of their kind. Had she really defeated those creatures by herself?

Slowly, she stood. seeing that his health was indeed fine. she reached to help him up, but he did not responde to this polite gesture, standing on his own. " I live because of your bravery my lady. What favour might i grant you?" If this woman did in fact save his life, he was for ever in debt to her. But he did need to be on his way. He could not linger here while boromir traveled further and further away from him.

" There is no time. Hurry, we must find you equipment and heal your wounds." what concern her soft facial features hinted at was no longer there as she turned her back on him, as if expecting that he would follow.

Berethor was faced with this choice now. should he follow this elven stranger? or continue his path. there was little time to muse over it. But as he took a step back, he found that he was injured. ' she may be the only one to heal this wound. i have no other choice.' and so he followed in step behind her. Not knowingg where she was leading him, or if he could trust her.The two traveled some ways, neother saying a single word, the silence between them was almost defeaning. She took paths he had never known, deep into the forest.Not once did she look back. Every once and a while quickening her pace, though staying calm and collected. ' do all elves behave in this manner?'

The pain within his shoulder steadily grew worse. His breathing hard and laboured. If she noticed this he did not know. But the pain was soon forgotten as he could hear faint voices near by..as if by reflex, he grabbed her forearm, pulling her behind him. " i hear voices on the road..."

' yes, i know."

" who.."

" patience.." she spoke as if talking to a child and he had enough of this silent treatment. His grip on her arm tighened, stopping her from walking any further.

" I am looking for Boromir of Gondor, Have you seen him?" It was more of a command than anything else.

She looked him straight in the eye. " No, But i do see orcs ahead." With little else to say, she walked ahead, not daunted by the presence of these orcs in her peoples lands.

to be continued...

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Again, please R & R. it would be nice to know if im doing any good or not.