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They sailed down the River Anduin peacefully, although at times the elves could hear the faint pounding of feet as their followers pursued them, but they were still far behind. The river was beautful, a clear blue with forest on onse side and high cliffs on the other surrounding them. Tauriel lay back in the boat, leaning against Legolas' chest, taking in the magnificent view.

"Will you tire so easily?" Legolas teased.

"No," she replied. "Rather I would just like to admire the scenery."

"And leave me to do all the work?"

"Why? Are you not capable my lord?" she teased.

"Don't make me splash you again." he simply replied.

She giggled, the sound ringing through the air. Aragorn looked back at the two elves, with Tauriel leaning against Legolas, both with smiles on their faces. Yes, something had definatly changed between the two in Lothlorien he thought. They were far more comfortable with each other, and a lot closer, it seemed.

Aragorn looked up, and smiled as he saw the faces of his ancestors look down at him. He tapped Frodo on the shoulder. "Frodo, the Argonath! Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old. My kin." he said. Frodo looked up, in awe at the sight. The other members of the Fellowship did the same, for this was a sight to behold. The figures towered over them, magnificent in stature.

Aragorn steered his boat to the shore, just past the pair of Kings. The others all followed him, and they rowed the boats up onto the shore. "We cross the lake at nightfall. Hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north." Aragorn announced.

Tauriel looked around, out of the four hobbits, Merry looked the most capable at the moment, the others seemed a little tired. "Merry," she called. "Come, we will collect firewood." he ran over to her and the two headed off into the forest.

"Oh, yes?! It's just a simple matter of finding our way through Emyn Muil? An impassable labyrinth of razor sharp rocks! And after that, it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshlands far as the eye can see!" Gimli pointed out to the remaining company, and Pippin seemed slightly alarmed at his words.

"That is our road. I suggest you take some rest and recover your strength Master Dwarf." Aragorn replied.

"Recover my…?!" Gimli seemed about to continue, but stopped, not finishing his sentence. Legolas looked around, before turning to Aragorn. "We should leave now." he advised his friend.

"No, orcs patrol the eastern shore. We must wait for the cover of darkness," Aragorn said, and Legolas saw his argument was fair. He nodded, although there was something else, "It is not the eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat has been growing in my mind. Something draws near… I can feel it."

At that moment Merry and Tauriel returned to the camp, both dropping armfuls of firewood on the ground. Merry looked around and a look of confusion came over him. "Where's Frodo?" he asked. Everyone looked around, finding no sign of the young hobbit. Suddenly, Aragorn seemed to catch sight of something and Legolas followed his gaze to Boromir's shield, lying by his other belongings.

There was no time for planning, they all ran to the forrest, splitting up in their haste to find the two members of their group. They ran through the trees, nobody sure of where anyone else was.

After ten minutes of searching, Legolas heard something that made him turn back, the growls of an army of darkness. He doubled back, following his ears to find Aragorn fighting the entire army by himself, by the remains of some stone stairs. Gimli arrived at the same time as he and together they rushed to his aid, Legolas shooting down the Uruk-hai around them. "Aragorn, go!" he shouted, seeing that orcs had managed to pass him, and were running on into the forest. Aragorn did so, as the dwarf and elf continued fighting at the remains, cutting down orc after orc. Legolas vaguely wondered where Tauriel was, but he knew she was an extremely capable warrior, and he knew she would be fine.

Tauriel had run in a different direction to her Prince and she too had found no signs of Frodo or Boromir, but before long, she too heard the pounding of feet, running through the forest. She drew her bow and aimed towards the sound, waiting for a sight of whatever creatures drew near. As soon as she caught sight of them, she knew the creatures were not on their side. She let her arrow fly, quickly loading another in her bow and sending arrow after arrow into the bodies of these creatures, which at first she had thought were orcs, but she now saw they were slightly different, stronger, and faster. Uruk-hai. No matter how many she shot however, more and more kept coming, charging through the forest.

She didn't know where the others were, all she was concentrating on, was killing as many of these foul creatures as she could. But suddenly a new noise was heard, over the snarls of the army and the pounding of feet. Boromir's horn rang loud through the forest, somewhere to her left. She ran towards it, feet nimble on the slope of the hill. Boromir would not use his horn unless he was in great peril, she had to help. She stowed her bow on her back and drew her twin daggers, she could kill more orcs in closer proximity this way.

Her eyes caught sight of Boromir, and she saw with relief he was trying his best to protect Merry and Pippin, however she still had no clue where the other two hobbits, and the rest of the fellowship were. She leapt beside him, slicing down orcs with her daggers, but there were so many, and many more kept coming. All her concentration was put into defending the hobbits, who stood behind the man and the she elf as they fought.

They actually fought well together, and for a while, no orc managed to pass them, towards the hobbits. However, she was so used to Legolas' style of fighting and the way they adapted to each other's movements she had to remind herself to take extra care, as she knew Boromir wouldn't always cover her as Legolas would. She was so busy cutting down any and every orc that came near her, she didn't notice the giant Uruk-hai drawing an arrow and fitting it to a bow. She only realised something was wrong when she heard the whistle of an arrow fly through the air, and Boromir's grunt. She spun, slicing an orc's throat as she did, to see an arrow embedded in his chest, and Boromir falling to his knees. She half expected Boromir to fall forward, but he looked behind him at the Hobbits, then seemed to find strength left in him. He staggered to his feet letting out a battle cry, and she twirled to keep fighting. However in only a few seconds, another arrow was sticking out of his chest. She put her hand on his shoulder, about to cover his position, but he shook her off, "Take the hobbits and run." he whispered, gasping for breath.

"You will not survive." she warned. Boromir nodded, and she realised he knew. There was no time for a long goodbye, they had only paused a moment and already there were a great deal of orcs bearing down on them.

"Don't forget, agility can be as important as strength." she whispered, a tear in her eye. He was a good man, she wasn't ready to see him die. She turned, as Boromir stood, making his final stand, his sacrifice. The orcs were overpowering them as she moved back to cover the hobbits, but they did something she didn't expect. Seemingly encouraged by Boromir's determintation, they ran in to attack the orcs, letting out a cry in unison. She would have been impressed, if not for the fact that although brave, the Uruk-hai easily overpowered them, and she gasped, as she watched the orcs easily pick them up and sling them over their shoulders. She hesitated a second, she did not want to leave Boromir, but she was a soldier. She knew about sacrifice and so she decided to respect his last words to her. She ran after them, silently offering a prayer for Boromir as she did.