Thoughts of the Ringbearer
by Hobbitwriter
These characters were not created by me (except for me) they were created by JRR Tolkien bless him....and unfortunately for me I dont own them blah blah blah except for Frodo he's mine....... not really.
Flames will be used to cook mushrooms...
For the millionth time Frodo took out the slim elven chain which had hung around his neck for so long and looked at the ring. Oh how he hated it. He looked around at his sleeping companions who were all there risking their lives and their sanity because of the ring.
Gandalf, Frodo wiped tears from his eyes at the thought of the beared wizard now down with the Balrog in Moria and what he had told him about Gollum the last bearer of the ring before Bilbo. It was hard to believe that Gollum was once a hobbit like himself before he got the ring that is. Frodo shivered inspite of the light and warmth of the small fire and pulled a blanket around himself.
He looked up into the sky. He did not want to end up even like Uncle Bilbo, changed forever by that cursed ring... With anger he did not know he had Frodo took off the chain and got up. Legolas had told him that the lake where they had got their water from was not far. Once outside the small circle of flames Frodo didnt feel so brave. Boromir stirred in his sleep and so did Strider. Walking resolutely on Frodo let the blanket fall from his shoulders onto the dew covered grass.
"I want to go home.." Frodo said to himself. He stood at the side of the lake and looked across it at the last of the moonlight before it sunk below the line of the mountains. "I want my friends to stop getting killed for this silly ring.." Sighing deeply steeling himself he took the offending ring out of his waistcoat pocket smiling for once at the memory of Bilbo and his habit of keeping the ring there so that he could always know where it was.
The ring felt cold in his hand as he pulled back his arm to throw it he heard a voice call his name.
He looked around and made as if to throw it again and again he heard a voice, this time whispering in his ear.
Frodo started as he knew that he was alone. Then he realised with a thrill of horror that it was the ring itself. "No" it whispered "Sauron is my true master"
Suddenly an arrow came wizzing out from the trees and caught the hobbit on the back of his left leg. Frodo cried out then collasped unconsious, the ring still firmly grasped in his hand...
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Aragorn awoke with a start as the sun, such as it was on the dull grey morning. He grimaced as the light rain splashed on his face. He looked around and his heart almost stopped in fear. Frodo was gone.
Swearing softly under his breath at him being a fool to make the hobbit, the ringbearer, last watch.
He woke everyone up sending them looking for their lost companion. Sam was the last he woke Aragorn was not looking forward to telling the faithfull servant of his master's disappearance.
Sam was upset but he just picked himself up and listened to Aragorn tell him where the others had went off to look for Frodo and he would go by the lake were they had got water from the day before...
Aragorn had just come back from looking for Frodo for quite some time and was getting deeply worried untill..
"NNNNNOOOOOO!" Came a strangled cry from the direction of the lake. Drawing his sword he ran through the undergrowth and trees fearing the worst...
As he reached there he found what he had most feared Sam was kneeling down beside the body of his master, tears flowing down the halfling's face.
Aragorn did not even see the others running in their direction before stopping as they saw what had happend.
"Frodo!" The ranger called to the unconsious hobbit. There was no reply. He put an ear to Frodo's chest and found that there still was a heart beat. Faint but still there. Aragorn looked at the hobbit, who was lying on his back wondering what had happend then noticed the tufft of black feather just under his leg.
"An orc arrow!" Legolas muttered carrying the unconsious hobbit over his shoulder. "Yes definately poisoned. Got hit by one myself a long time ago."
Aragorn bit his lip looking down at Samwise who was trotting along beside him. Behind them was Merry and Pippin who were looking very subdued.
When they got back to the camp Boromir and Gimili were already there.
"Who is going to bear the ring once he's gone?" Was Boromir's first words once he had heard the ranger's story.
"I am!" Said a weak voice from the bundle of blankets that was now Frodo. "It wouldnt let me..."
"Shush now Mr Frodo, you shouldnt be talking"
Frodo gasped in a great deal of pain.
"Sam! I tried to get rid of the ring!" Frodo grabbed onto Sam's arm as another wave of pain hit him.
"Don't worry master!" Sam said looking away from him towards Aragorn.
Aragorn looked to Legolas and the elf took up his dagger and the bag of medicines and things that Elrond had given them in Rivendel.
"Sam, you will have to hold him, Merry you do the same. This will hurt..."
Maybe I will finish this off if I get enough good reviews one or twenty will do....
;)
by Hobbitwriter
These characters were not created by me (except for me) they were created by JRR Tolkien bless him....and unfortunately for me I dont own them blah blah blah except for Frodo he's mine....... not really.
Flames will be used to cook mushrooms...
For the millionth time Frodo took out the slim elven chain which had hung around his neck for so long and looked at the ring. Oh how he hated it. He looked around at his sleeping companions who were all there risking their lives and their sanity because of the ring.
Gandalf, Frodo wiped tears from his eyes at the thought of the beared wizard now down with the Balrog in Moria and what he had told him about Gollum the last bearer of the ring before Bilbo. It was hard to believe that Gollum was once a hobbit like himself before he got the ring that is. Frodo shivered inspite of the light and warmth of the small fire and pulled a blanket around himself.
He looked up into the sky. He did not want to end up even like Uncle Bilbo, changed forever by that cursed ring... With anger he did not know he had Frodo took off the chain and got up. Legolas had told him that the lake where they had got their water from was not far. Once outside the small circle of flames Frodo didnt feel so brave. Boromir stirred in his sleep and so did Strider. Walking resolutely on Frodo let the blanket fall from his shoulders onto the dew covered grass.
"I want to go home.." Frodo said to himself. He stood at the side of the lake and looked across it at the last of the moonlight before it sunk below the line of the mountains. "I want my friends to stop getting killed for this silly ring.." Sighing deeply steeling himself he took the offending ring out of his waistcoat pocket smiling for once at the memory of Bilbo and his habit of keeping the ring there so that he could always know where it was.
The ring felt cold in his hand as he pulled back his arm to throw it he heard a voice call his name.
He looked around and made as if to throw it again and again he heard a voice, this time whispering in his ear.
Frodo started as he knew that he was alone. Then he realised with a thrill of horror that it was the ring itself. "No" it whispered "Sauron is my true master"
Suddenly an arrow came wizzing out from the trees and caught the hobbit on the back of his left leg. Frodo cried out then collasped unconsious, the ring still firmly grasped in his hand...
********
Aragorn awoke with a start as the sun, such as it was on the dull grey morning. He grimaced as the light rain splashed on his face. He looked around and his heart almost stopped in fear. Frodo was gone.
Swearing softly under his breath at him being a fool to make the hobbit, the ringbearer, last watch.
He woke everyone up sending them looking for their lost companion. Sam was the last he woke Aragorn was not looking forward to telling the faithfull servant of his master's disappearance.
Sam was upset but he just picked himself up and listened to Aragorn tell him where the others had went off to look for Frodo and he would go by the lake were they had got water from the day before...
Aragorn had just come back from looking for Frodo for quite some time and was getting deeply worried untill..
"NNNNNOOOOOO!" Came a strangled cry from the direction of the lake. Drawing his sword he ran through the undergrowth and trees fearing the worst...
As he reached there he found what he had most feared Sam was kneeling down beside the body of his master, tears flowing down the halfling's face.
Aragorn did not even see the others running in their direction before stopping as they saw what had happend.
"Frodo!" The ranger called to the unconsious hobbit. There was no reply. He put an ear to Frodo's chest and found that there still was a heart beat. Faint but still there. Aragorn looked at the hobbit, who was lying on his back wondering what had happend then noticed the tufft of black feather just under his leg.
"An orc arrow!" Legolas muttered carrying the unconsious hobbit over his shoulder. "Yes definately poisoned. Got hit by one myself a long time ago."
Aragorn bit his lip looking down at Samwise who was trotting along beside him. Behind them was Merry and Pippin who were looking very subdued.
When they got back to the camp Boromir and Gimili were already there.
"Who is going to bear the ring once he's gone?" Was Boromir's first words once he had heard the ranger's story.
"I am!" Said a weak voice from the bundle of blankets that was now Frodo. "It wouldnt let me..."
"Shush now Mr Frodo, you shouldnt be talking"
Frodo gasped in a great deal of pain.
"Sam! I tried to get rid of the ring!" Frodo grabbed onto Sam's arm as another wave of pain hit him.
"Don't worry master!" Sam said looking away from him towards Aragorn.
Aragorn looked to Legolas and the elf took up his dagger and the bag of medicines and things that Elrond had given them in Rivendel.
"Sam, you will have to hold him, Merry you do the same. This will hurt..."
Maybe I will finish this off if I get enough good reviews one or twenty will do....
;)