Here's chapter 2! Yey… might be a bit… boring but had to do it.
CH. 2
As the meeting continued, the matters were becoming more and more trivial. And the three highest ranked members were starting to get very board. These kinds of things were never what they did. So, before they could fall asleep, Eomer decided to save them from this torture.
"I know these are most important matters, but I highly doubt that King Aragorn would summon me here to talk about, taxes and plants," he looked to his right where the said man sat, eyes thanking him for his interventions.
"Yes, you are correct King Eomer. The reason I called for this meeting and you is as follows," he leaned on his elbows and put his hands on his mouth.
"There have been people, farmers, travelers even soldiers, disappearing around the mountains between Rohan and Gondor. Some say that they wonder up to the mountains and some that they ran away from something that was not really there."
He had their full attention and gazed at the other King. "I believe you have lost a search party there if I recall correctly."
Eomer gave a slow nod and closed his eyes. "Aye, we've sent one to try and find these missing people, yet we have yet to get any word of them. That was two weeks ago and many have claimed that there is a monster up there, killing everyone that dares to get near," he sighed in frustration and gripped the handle of his chair.
"So… what do you suggest Sire?" asked one of the members, looking at his lord, eyes looking for answers.
"Well… There is only one thing to do," he started calmly and smiled. "I must go there, find this monster and kill it."
At that, the members went into an uproar. They didn't like the idea of their new found King to leave Minas Tirith on a monster hunt in the high mountains.
"There is also no way you would be able to get an army up there! It is folly to try and attempt this!" their voices were covered with worry and dread.
"Everyone please calm down!" Faramir stood up, try to keep everyone cool headed. After the commotion died down he sat back and sighed.
"If his majesty wants to go there," Faramir looked at the former Ranger: "then the best we can do is sent with him a small search party. They will only scout out this 'monster' and when they have more information; we'll devise a plan to take them out."
The members considered the idea for a few minutes before Aragorn said: "Not that I do not agree with this plan, Steward," he glanced at his friend: "but how many more innocent lives will be lost before he manage to take them out? No, we must act as soon as possible."
They bickered more amongst themselves until someone said: "If you need warriors, I will be happy to come."
Everyone looked at the man that spoke, surprised at the proposition.
"No Eomer, your kingdom needs you. Rohan is still weak from the blow Sauroman's armies did to it," Elessar shook his head.
"My people are all strong willed and stubborn. They all know what must be done and it matters little if they have a ruler or not. They will do whatever it takes to make their homeland the way it was before," the man from Mark insisted.
"Besides," he added a smirk on his face. "My sister should be more than capable of taking care of the most important matters. She might even be able to sit still through the meetings."
The King and Steward both chuckled while everyone else still didn't like the idea. "More so, these are our mountains. I can't have Gondorians do all the work and still manage to have claim on them."
"Well… If it would make anything better, I'll join you as well," Faramir shrugged as the members went into another riot.
"No! We can not afford to lose both out Lords! Who will rule Gondor if you are killed?!"
"Arwen will be more than enough," the brown-haired male said coolly, eyes closed.
"And if there are any more objections I might consider getting new members for this council," he added, eyeing every member.
They visibly gulped as the brothers-in-law had to try hard not to laugh.
"So it is settled?" the elder King started happily. "You are all dismissed."
Later, Aragorn, Eomer and Faramir all went to the Kings chamber to discuss the matter about going to the mountains.
"So how do you plan to go about this?" the Rohan man asked, leaning on the stone edge of the fireplace.
"I don't plan to endanger any more lives than necessary. So if it is all right with the two of you, only we three would travel to the mountains."
There was a tense silence as both men let it sink in. The three of them, two Kings and a Steward, were going to try and find a monster, who they know very little about, high in the cold mountains, after many people have fallen prey to whatever it has done.
In the end, it was the blond man that broke the silence. "Well, it wouldn't be interesting if it was easy now would it? What's a little 'unknown monster' hunt in the mountains?" there was humor in his eyes as his voice dripped of sarcasm.
"I'll take that as a 'yes' then," the other King smiled and they both turn their heads to the only other man in the room.
Faramir sighed before saying: "Well I can't just leave you alone there. There has to be someone that will actually try and figure out what's the mystery behind it all and not just want to kill this beast."
"Oh come on brother," Eomer rolled his eyes as the said male smiled.
"Just admit it," Strider smirked. "You want out of this place and into the wild."
"Guilty as charged my lord," he bowed his head when a look of uncertainty flashed through his face.
"There… is another thing I'd like to discus with you two," he looked at both of them, and seeing that he had their attention he continued.
"I had a dream… Or more so I believe it was a vision. Like the one before, when Boromir went to Rivendell to try and figure out the answers," the Steward saw Aragorn nod while Eomer frowned in confusion.
"I have… at times anyway, visions or prophesies about danger in the future. One so was about the One Ring and what must be done in order to destroy it," he answered the Kings unasked question.
His eyes opened slightly in shock and surprise but said nothing as to let his continue.
"In this one, I'm in the mountains, when a light appears and asks me who I am… I give it the obvious answer but it wasn't enough. Soon later, it gives me a warning 'You must fight it. Do not let it take over…' I still don't know what it meant, but after that, shadows surround me and…" he trailed off.
Yes, he trusted both of them with his life, but could he tell them he was scared of fire? No, because he wasn't sure himself why. Yes, he was almost burned alive, but it was more than that.
"Then what?" the former Ranger asked, bringing Faramir back to reality.
"Then I woke up," he lied, looking at them. They both looked deep in thought about this, unsure of what to think.
"You think it might be these 'shadows' that are the cause of all of this?" Eomer looked at his brother-in-law.
"I'm not sure… The dream could have been for some other danger. Maybe in the future, but I can't be entirely sure."
"Well we still need to go up there," Elessar stood and looked at his companions. "Be it shadows or beasts, there might still be people alive in those mountains and I don't plan to abandon them so easily. I won't force you to come-" but he got cut short.
"I'm not staying here while my men are up there with who-knows-what!" the visitor stated angrily.
"Nor will I leave you alone. If there is some connection about this vision and the monster, you will need my assistance," Faramir straightened where he stood.
"Is this your last answer? There will be no going back," Strider eyed both of them.
"No matter what, my answer will not change," the other former Ranger gave a determine nod.
"Nor will mine," Eomer's eyes burned with determination.
"Alright then. Let me just make the preparations. We leave first thing tomorrow morning."
There goes chapter 2. Hope you liked it and review what you think. Even if it is just flame.
