Youko-chan=ok so I wasn't able to upload more chapters last night since I fell asleep. So here we go, another barrage of chapters! Hopefully!


Arda Rana, Thalion Maethor Lhûg yassen Anca en Lhach ar' Lith

Kirma 7.

"Did you hear that? Rivendell. We're going to see the elves!" Pippin breathed with excitement.

Later on the hobbits complained of saddle soars and Dante let them off of Tsukiyo, choosing to ride him herself for the first time. Merry and Pippin, Sam and Frodo, around ten in the morning had stopped and were pulling out pots and pans onto the scattered snow.

"Gentlemen, we do not stop till nightfall." Strider said looking back at them.

"But what about breakfast?" Pippin asked looking surprised.

"But you just had breakfast." Strider scolded.

"We've had one yes, but what about second breakfast?" Dante tried to not laugh as she knew the many meals hobbits had. Strider only shook his head and continued to move.

"I don't think he knows about second breakfast Pip." Merry said.

"What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them doesn't he?" Pippin squeaked.

"I wouldn't count on it." Merry said catching an apple and taking a large bite out of it with a grin. Another apple then flew over the bushes and smacked Pippin in the forehead.

The strange group moved through the lands slowly and it soon became dark.

Strider paused to look up. "This was the great watchtower of Amon Sûl. We'll stop here for the night." He said as he headed towards the ruins

Dante and Strider helped the hobbits set up before heading out to scout the area; not before the ranger gave the hobbits some short swords.

Dante felt the foul aura of the Ring Wraiths too late and she raced to the hobbits. Frodo was stomping out a fire yelling at the other hobbits. "Shut up all of you and hide, they're here!" Dante snarled drawing her pistol and a kunai out.

Strider came dashing over, his own sword drawn. "Get Frodo out of here!" He yelled as three dark cloaked figures appeared.

Dante fired a shot at one and it stumbled but did not fall. She threw her kunai and it pierced the heart of another. It only ignored the blade as they continued to advance.

Soon they were all engaged in a fight to protect Frodo who was busy dodging one of the Wraiths swords. Dante snarled when she saw the foolish hobbit slip the ring back on and disappeared from her sight.

She then heard Frodo's scream and she feared the worst. Kicking the Wraith out of her way, Dante rushed up to the top of the ruined watch tower to see a Wraith with its sword stabbed in Frodo's shoulder.

With a loud roar, Dante leapt onto the wraith, her claws extending as she tore at the dark creature. She wrenched out the sword from Frodo's shoulder.

Frodo gasped for air, his skin turning white. "Hold on little one," she whispered and hauled the small man up into her arms.

"STRIDER LETS GO!" She screamed. The hobbits immediately stopped slashing at the wraiths to run over to her, Strider right behind them.

Tsukiyo skidded over to them and Dante literally threw the hobbits onto the horse and slapped its hind quarters. Tsukiyo made a loud neigh and began running, the little hobbits clinging to him for their lives.

"Go Strider, I'll buy you some time, I'll catch up don't worry!" She shoved Strider after the hobbits and turned towards the Ring Wraiths. "Hello boys, lets have a party shall we?" She said before launching herself at them.

A few minutes later Dante was dashing after the sent of the others. She found them in the forest, the poor hobbits panicking.

Sam and Strider returned with a weird plant. "Damn it, he's been stabbed by a Morgul blade. This is beyond my skill to heal. He needs elvish medicine." the human cursed.

"We're six days from Rivendell! He'll never make it! Why don't you just fly him?" Sam asked, his voice on the verge of panicking.

"Because dragons haven't been around for years and we'd be seen too easily." Dante snapped.

"He's passing into the Shadow World. He'll soon become a Wraith like them."

Screams of the Wraith were heard in the distance. "They're close." Merry whispered.

Strider asked Sam to help him find a plant and left with the small hobbit.

Dante held Frodo with dread growing in her mind. She had become attached to the small hobbit and didn't want to loose him. Hooves were heard and she drew her pistol but immediately lowered it when she saw that it was a beautiful female elf heading towards them.

She dismounted and quickly kneeled beside Frodo. She gasped at his wound and looked up at Strider miserably. "He is fading. He's not going to last. We must get him to my father." She said quickly. They put took Frodo from Dante and put him on the elf's steed. "There are five Wraiths behind you. Where the other four are, I do not know."

Strider and the elf exchanged a few Elvin words. "I do not fear them." She said looking into the rangers eyes. Strider took the elves hand in such a tender way that Dante could tell their relationship was a romantic one.

Dante looked at the horse and felt the wraiths growing nearer.

"Your steed will not be fast enough," Dante stated. The elf turned her stony eyes towards her. "But I am," and with that, Dante removed two of her suppressors and she shifted into her dragon form.

Hurry and get on, you will need to lead the way. Dante said. The elf stared wide eyed at the dragon, her beautiful mouth agape. Do not stare at me with Frodo dying at your feet elf! Dante snarled, her lips pulled back over her pointed teeth.

The woman nodded and with Striders help they lifted Frodo onto Dante's back, the woman settling behind him. "How do you travel?" She asked in wonder.

We fly. Came her blunt reply as the air around them began to shift. Hold on tight, and keep me updated with where to go.

"Fly hard. Don't look back." Strider said firmly. Dante bowed her great head.

Soon the dragon began to lift into the air and shot through the trees and into the sky.

The elf cried out and clung to the horns of the dragon, making sure Frodo was safely settled in her arms.

They've spotted us already; this is the reason why I did not choose to fly earlier. I must push further. The elf nodded and looked at the grounds below.

After a few hours of constant speed, Dante dipped lower to the ground. It was daylight, past noon and they had not lost speed.

Where to elf? She asked.

The elf looked at the back of the dragons great head and looked about herself. "Not much farther until the river; oh and my name is Arwen."

Duuuude.

"Duuu-what?"

Uh, don't ask. I'm not from this world if you didn't notice, I talk differently…well technically I speak a different language than you. When I arrived here I found that I could speak the common language.

Screeches sounded behind them. Dante turned her head to see all of the Wraiths behind her coming at a fast speed. Damn, why didn't I sense them! Dante yelled as she sped up the wind whipping at them harshly. I need you to lean down as far as you can, then I need you to reach up and take the small hoop off of my left ear.

Arwen reached up and took the earring off and suddenly they took off at an immense speed. The elf cried out and gripped the dragons' mane tightly. Don't worry, I wont let you fall. Now how much further?

The elf looked around, her eyes squinting as the wind whipped them dry. She spotted the river down below. "DOWN!" she yelled and Dante went into a sharp nose dive.

Arwen screamed and closed her eyes as they plummeted down towards the river.

The Wraiths were not far behind them and they stopped at the river with high pitched screeches. "Give up the Halfling, She-elf." One of them rasped.

Arwen drew her sword "if you want him, come and claim him." She shouted fiercely. The Wraiths hesitated but began to head into the low river.

Dante could feel Frodo gasping for air. Arwen she said in a warning.

Arwen began to chant in Elvin and Dante could hear water rushing towards them. She looked to see a huge tsunami like wave heading towards the Wraiths, the foam turning into what looked like horses. It smashed into the Wraiths with such force that it flung them from their horses, their screams drowned out by the roar of the water.

Frodo began to sag, his breaths coming more and more strained. "No!" Dante heard Arwen breathe out desperately. She leapt off and pulled Frodo off of Dante and laid him on the ground.

"Frodo, no! Don't give in! Not now." Her lip trembled as she drew the hobbit into a tender hug. Dante watched as she shed tears and prayed to let Frodo be spared.

The thunder of hooves then where heard and Dante bared her fangs and stepped over the elf and hobbit and lowering her belly to the ground in a crouch.

But her precaution wasn't needed as five dark haired elves on beautiful mounts came up to them. They drew their bows as they saw Dante but Arwen looked up with a cry.

"No! Do not hurt the dragon!" She ordered. The elves lowered their arrows but did not put them away. "Do not worry about the dragon! We must bring Frodo to my father now!"

The elves then put away their weapons and Frodo was placed once again on Dante's back with Arwen behind him. Dante hovered low against the forest floor, the elves flanking her side.

They finally arrived in a beautiful city. The buildings were made of what looked like white marble; stairs wound themselves around the cliffs and through trees. A small river flowed right through it, the water so clear that the bottom could be seen; the river then expanded and flowed in different directions, small white bridges over each of them. A waterfall near the back shone with the sunlight on it. The beautiful craftsmanship shone in every part of Rivendell.

Dante followed the elves and they stopped in front of a tall dark haired elf. "Arwen," his voice was a deep baritone. His chocolate eyes traveled along Dante's body that sent out a warning growl.

Do not goggle at me you fool while my Frodo is dying!


Youko-chan= Whoot! Go Dante kick some ass!...I'm getting excited hush.