Author's note: Hello! Now, I know you all want to destroy me, and I deserve it because I'm a horrible person, but I got another chapter for you! *eyes everyone nervously* I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry that life has gotten in the way, with brothers to take care of, and homework stacking, and fools to avoid! It's just so awful! *sobs* Though, this chapter is almost sadness free! No really dark parts!
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Chapter twelve
We are so dead. I was too stunned at the moment to do anything. My horse just simply ran and I just simply sat there, ignoring the fact that my spine was being shoved up my head. We are all going to die, and we are all going to fail. What went wrong?
Adona? Are you alright? What do you mean we are so dead?
My eyes widened for a second, and then I fought to regain my composure. What happened?
I-I'm not sure. We were standing at the edge of the cave, over-looking the Forbidden pool with about twenty archers pointing their arrows at him and Faramir asked me if he wanted me to spare Gollum. But before I could gather my courage to answer him, one of his men's arrows slipped, then Gollum looked up and got shot in the head… he is dead.
Crap. Oh, crap. What do I do? What should I tell him? Tell him how he is going to die at the hand of Sauron? Tell him to come back because it's going to fail? There is nothing I can do to help him! Nothing!
But I can't just sit here. No, it is not what I was raised to be, I was raised to fight every odd. My dyslexia, my mom and grandma's death, the dance competitions, father, Africa. I have been through all of those and I won't give up now! Though, I cannot see how I can help.
Maybe… maybe I COULD help. The Ring, it slowly morphs minds, and Sauron can hear what Frodo is thinking, faintly though. I can do the same. I can help Frodo conquer the Ring! I can help Frodo have a stronger conscience, and maybe we won't need Gollum in the end, because Frodo will drop the Ring in on his own! Middle-Earth's fate depends on it.
Yes! I'm fine! We are not so dead after all! Hopefully, I added in a corner of my mind where Frodo cannot reach. I needed to stay calm so nothing will happen that is not supposed to happen anymore.
Can you help us?
Yes-I mean with what?
We are lost.
Oh! I think Gandalf has a map somewhere in his pack; the next time we stop I'll get back with you. You know, I am on my horse right now, so I am not wasting energy. Could I take a load off of you?
A little. He opens up his mind further, and I take all I can off of him before he closes his mind again. That was more than a little! Are you alright?
I felt weariness wash me over, and I found it harder to breath. My limbs feel like jelly and my wrists feel bruised. Were you bound at one point?
Yes. By Faramir, Boromir's brother.
Boromir's brother? My goodness! He talked about him, but didn't say his name! Does he look like him?
He has reddish blond hair and green eyes, I can see the resemblance.
Hmm. Did I tell you Boromir hates me?
No. What happened?
He wanted to go into battle and somewhere in the middle of it give up and die. So I hit him over the head with a candlestick and tied him up so he couldn't escape.
What? Why would Boromir try to kill himself?
He tried to take the Ring from you, Frodo; he failed you and his father. He is too ashamed to go back, so dying a hero is a good alterative to going on. But I didn't want him to die, and it was on the spur of the moment… so I took the nearest thing I could reach and, well, let's just say he got a nice headache afterwards… oh, and so I also tied him up so he couldn't try to kill himself again.
I heard chuckling. It's not funny! He tried to kill himself!
No. It's just that, you hit him over the head with a candlestick? And tied him up? Oh, if I could have seen that, it would have been priceless!
I sighed, then jogged through my memory and pulled it out where Frodo could see. I didn't know we could see each others memories!
I figured since we can talk, why can't we show our memories?
Oh! That is the laugh I need right now! To bad Sam couldn't see this…
I should have bonded with him too!
You couldn't take the weariness from two people!
I could try…
You would kill yourself. You have to think about yourself too every once in a while.
Ha ha ha, aha aha ha ha! Very funny, Frodo!
I'm serious.
I know you are, but I'm not taking you seriously. Ha ha ha!
Frodo mentally sighed. Fine then, be that way. Uh… I have to go, farewell!
Goodbye!
Oh, God. What did I get myself into? Now I have to help Frodo get through this, mostly talking to him almost constantly, and somehow make Gandalf and the others believe everything is fine, keep Sauron's eye away from Frodo and on me, survive long enough to help Frodo drop the Ring into Mount Doom, fight Sauron out of Frodo's mind, and deliver the scroll to someone at Gondor… how the heck am I going to do all of that? I am only sixteen-freaking-years old! How am I going to ward away something that is ten gazillion times more powerful than me? Older than the dirt I walk on and has a trillion people to fight alongside him? How?
A sob erupted from my chest, and only then did I realize I was crying. I looked up to see the sun brightly shining down on us as we raced across the fields of Rohan. Is this what my vision meant by these plains will change me forever? Because let me tell you, the vision was right. After this, I will never feel the same way again about anything! I'm scared, really scared.
I cried until there was nothing left in me. So I merely sat and stared out into the beautiful distance that most likely won't be beautiful anymore after Sauron gets to it. So might as well enjoy it while it's still there.
After a whole day of riding, and the feeling of my spine being shoved up my head, we stopped and rested. I fell asleep almost instantly, the mixture between riding and crying really takes a toll on you, but my dreams tormented me. They were about how I failed and what would happen to people afterwards. It went to the point where I couldn't take it anymore and I jolted from my dreams. What was weird though, I was on my feet. I had, literally, jumped out of my dreams.
I looked around to find Gandalf and Pippin sleeping. Wait? Who is taking watch? I frantically looked around to find any sign of the enemy, and found none. I let out a breath of relief, but I felt something turn in my gut. Suddenly, I remembered what I promised to Frodo.
I spotted Gandalf's pack and quickly went, it was easy to find so I quietly slipped from Gandalf and Pippin to get some moonlight on the map so I could see it. I opened it up and could see everything fairly clear.
Frodo? Are you there? I opened up my mind.
Yes. I was about to fall asleep, so you caught me just in time.
Good. I have a map with me, so can you describe your surroundings?
Yes. I know we are outside of Minas Tirith and I can see Mordor, but the paths are extremely hard to see. I do not know the right path to take. There are fairly big rocks around us and hardly any trees.
I looked at the map closely. The letters were in Common alphabet, which is almost exactly like English, but it just has a few differences, like there was an extra dot on some of the letters, or a slight curvature that was not in the regular alphabet. The letters were bunching a bit, though, because of my dyslexia, so I had to really focus for this. Do you know if you passed Osgiliath or Emyn Arnen?
Yes, we have passed those.
Do you see or hear a river anywhere?
I don't hear or see anything.
Alright. How close are you to the mountains?
About two miles.
So you are nearer to them than the river? Hmm… I think you are near the trail to the Poros Crossing. That leads to the road to the lands of Harad. But since you can't hear or see any rivers, you are far way from the Poros Crossing. Are you facing the mountains?
Yes.
Then you are facing east. If you turn to the left that will probably be south. I think you should go south for about 30 miles then turn east again. Maybe you can find a tunnel of some sort. Did you get that?
Yes. Hopefully we can find something.
Yes, if you need- I heard a faint rustle behind me and I turned to find something swinging towards my head and lights out for me.
o0o
I slowly came back to the world. I opened my eye lids to find a bright and sunny day. A huge headache tore through my half dreamland and shoved me fully into reality. I groaned and looked around to find that I was in a forest with white trees. A few clouds brushed over the sun and it made everything look grayish. I was lying on cold white stone, and I realized there were a few white stone pillars. I looked down at my clothes and, to my horror, they were different.
I was wearing a white dress that went to my knees, it was not fancy or anything like that. In fact it only had a few golden details in the hems.
I slowly sat up and looked around. The carvings in the white stone on the floor were beautiful, and the pillars were beautiful as well. To bad I couldn't really enjoy it because of my headache.
Where was I? What happened? I know I'm not in heaven, but this place was impeccably gorgeous. Wait? How long was I out? I need to help Frodo!
I opened my mind and tried to reach out for Frodo, but to no avail. I started to panic. So I got up and tried to walk into the white tree forest, there was some sort of gate blocking the way, one that I couldn't see, so I slammed into it and I backed away, holding my nose.
"H-hello?" I yelled. "Where am I? Is there anyone here?" My head started pounding.
I turned to find a silver goblet with blue jewels incrusted in the top. I slowly walked over to it, to find it was filled with a dark purple liquid. I looked around suspiciously before picking it up and sticking my finger in the dark purple stuff. I took my finger out and waited to see if anything happened to my skin. After a few minutes it did nothing, so I took a drop and put it on my wrist. Nothing happened. I put it to my lips and let the liquid stay there a minute, nothing happened so I took a sip and let it sit in my mouth. ***
There was nothing wrong with the taste so I gulped it. It tasted like pomegranates and blueberries. Fresh pomegranates and blueberries. I drank half of it before putting it down and looking around again. After two minutes my headache wore off, I wonder what else was in there.
"Hello? Is there anyone here? If you can hear me, thank you for the drink!" I shouted.
Caw!
I turned to find a giant black raven tilting it's head at me. I jumped backwards a bit. This thing was HUGE! It was big enough to reach my knees!
Caw!
"Whoa…" I stared at it in amazement.
Caw!
"You are the biggest raven I have ever seen, you know that?"
Caw!
I sighed and looked around. "Hello?"
Caw! Caw!
After a while of yelling and listening I sat down in defeat. I tried to open my mind up but to no avail again.
Caw!
The giant raven flew closer to me and eyed me for a while. I just stared at him. "Do you know what is happening?"
It walked closer to me, close enough that if I held out my hand I would touch it. It stood there staring at me, almost as if it was expecting me to do something. "What?"
Caw!
It came closer. Dang! It's beak is huge! That is big enough to peck the skin off an elephant!
Caw!
I finally decided to touch it just to see what it would do. I held out my hand and slowly touched it. It didn't move, so I petted it. It's feathers were like velvet, soft and smooth. I kept petting it for a while.
After about an hour of petting it I stopped and the raven lightly pecked my hand. Then all of the sudden I felt the urge to dance, a burst of energy ripped through me. So I stood up and started dancing. I twirled around for a while, before breaking out into a series of complicated steps that I didn't even know I could do. To my surprise the raven started to fly around me like it was dancing as well!
Just then a wave of euphoria erupted through me and I went faster until I was no longer aware of what I was doing. I could feel the air around me turn and twist, until there was a crackle that snapped through the air like lightning, but there was no brightness of the strike.
Then I stopped and the raven landed on my shoulder like a parrot would to a pirate out on the open seas. I felt a searing pain on my palm and looked at it, there was a red mark on it and I instinctively touched the raven on my shoulder. Then a blast of light exploded before my eyes…
o0o
I woke up in the middle of a grassy plain surrounded by mountains. Purple flowers painted the area with small patches dotting everywhere and the smell of morning dew scented the air. I didn't have a headache, but a faint feeling of pain pulsed through me and I looked around. Now where was I?
This place was beautiful, probably more than the other place, but I needed to do things, I needed to go places. I couldn't just stay here!
So I got up and started walking towards the mountains, I looked down to find that I was still in the white dress with no shoes. Oh, sweet Eru, how am I going to travel like this?
"You must have faith." A voice from behind me said.
I whipped my head around to find Amarian smiling softly at me. "Oh, it's you. What is going on? Why am I here?"
"Peace, dear Adona." He held up his hand. "Please sit."
I sat down and he did the same. "You have fought a war, have you not?"
"Yes, I have fought one battle." I said slowly trying to figure out what he is getting at.
"Hmm, Bonders are not supposed to fight, it takes an awfully large toll on your spirit. You do not know how much it will affect you until it is too late, when you hit your majority it will all come back to you. You must take a break from everything, or else the pain might be too much and you will die." He said softly, smiling at me sincerely.
"Were you the one to knock me out?" I asked.
He laughed. "Of course not! You had an assassin sent after you by Sauron. Good thing the price on your head is bigger if you were brought before him alive."
"I have a price on my head?" I asked, gaping at Amarian.
"Yes. One hundred thousand silver coins alive, fifty thousand silver coins dead." He said simply. "The world is not an innocent place."
"Why wasn't someone awake watching for people like that?"
"Eru let everyone fall asleep so you could look at the map and get knocked out, then I was given permission to get you away from the assassin right near the first place you woke up at." He smiled.
I stared at him, wanting to ask a billion questions, but decided to only ask a few. "How did you get me away from him?"
"I touched him and he passed out." He held up his finger, and then he smiled somewhat wickedly.
-Flashback-
-Amarian's POV-
"Oh, poor little dearest has gotten herself captured!" I'shai said in mock horror, holding up a hand to his chest.
"Yes. It does look that way, does it not?" I chuckled slightly.
"Oh, yes, it does indeed. Whatever are we supposed to do in a situation like this one?" A follow angel named Joyous asked tilting his head.
We were all watching the poor girl being dragged roughly by an Easterling with dark brown hair. Ah, but this was no ordinary Easterling, this was, indeed, Xra the cold, one of the most proficient assassins in Ennor. His demons were as many as his previous 'jobs'. The slimy demons of murder coiled around him like a snake would to it's prey. Black as coal, deadly as a knife, and as prudent as a horse on the eve of a quake. "What are you doing here?" One of them hissed.
"Oh, we are not here for you, have no worries about that." I'shai said mysteriously. True, we were not here for them. We just wanted to attain Adona, that is all.
"Dear me! Where ever did you acquire such a deathly meticulousness?" Joyous lips turned into an o.
"Get out of here!" One of the demons screamed.
"Oh, I'm afraid we cannot do such a thing. You see, the girl needs to be in a different place in a couple minutes." I smiled softly.
The demons twitched and spoke in harsh whispers to each other. Their breathing became rigid with fear. "You cannot tell me you are afraid! This has nothing to do with you." I'shai clasped his hands at his chest.
Oh, where are my manners? Before this, we have encountered the same demons, the poor things did not stand a chance against the general, as big as they may be, the general is always bigger. This was about five hundred years ago, so it is a relatively new battle. In the spirit world anyway.
"We remember earlier! You will trick us!" One screeched.
I shook my head looking down in thought. "No, no. We will not trick you." Trick? Where did they get that idea? No, as soon as their 'puppet' goes down, they will go down as well, because after this Xra is going to give up his life as an assassin, and stay here to live a life full of promise.
Just then our fellow angel; Noble pushed a rock down from the near by mountain. Xra snapped his head around long enough for me to step into the physical world. I came up behind him and tapped his head. He instantly passed out.
"Well, that was easy!" I said clapping my hands, then stepping back into the spirit realm.
"That WAS easy!" I'shai said shaking his head.
"Surprisingly enough, the demons did not scream when you did that." Noble said.
"Yes, they did not have enough time." Joyous smiled.
We all laughed.
-End of Flashback-
-Adona's POV-
I blinked at his wistful expression. Uh-oh, is he going to give me another riddle? "Please tell me you are not going to give me another riddle."
"No, not this time." He looked at me again, this time with a mischievous glint in his eye.
I let out a breath of relief. "That's nice to hear… but what about that giant raven?"
"You bonded with it. To call it all you need to do is blow your flute. Speaking of which, have you found the secret song yet?" He tilted his head.
I thought for a moment. "What secret song?"
"The magical secret song that controls the wind." He smiled an amused smile.
I thought for a moment. "Oh! That one! Umm… no." I smiled sheepishly.
"Well, you better start practicing, because you are going to need it!" He grinned, showing his perfectly white teeth.
"Uh, yeah, I'll try… I met an angel named Daylon a while ago." I changed the subject.
"Yes. I was there as well. He is a bit strange, is he not?"
"Yes! He is a bit strange, but there is something else about him too…" I tapped my chin.
Amarian sighed. "So it starts.."
"What starts?"
"You."
"What about me?"
"The shadow."
"What shadow?"
"The one in you."
"There is a shadow in me?"
"Yes. Though it is covered, and it will stay covered until the time comes."
I stared at him. "You said there will be no riddles."
"This is not a riddle."
"You know what, I'm not going to waste my energy on trying to figure out anything you just said." I shook my head.
"You are growing smarter everyday." He smiled at me like one would smile at their kid when they first learned how to ride their bike. I narrowed my eyes playfully.
We sat in a companionable silence, I stared out into the distance watching the purple flowers sway in the cool breeze, while Amarian stared at me. If I didn't know any better I would think he was in love with me. Good thing Angels only know brotherly love. Well… I hope so. I shudder at the thought of something watching me day and night and starting to feel love for me other than brotherly love.
But then again when Moses was trying to lead the Israelites' to the Promise Land, they said there were giants near the entrance and ran away. Angels are giants, and those giants were actually human, but didn't get tall for no reason. That would only mean…
I slowly turned my head to look at Amarian, then smiled nervously at him. "Amarian?"
"Yes?" He tilted his head.
"How far does an Angel's curiosity go for females?"
He laughed. "Dear Adona, are you becoming afraid of us?"
"No! It's just that when Moses-" I was cut off.
"I know, I heard your thoughts." He laughed. "I don't feel anything but brotherly love, including the rest of the Angels. The Moses thing I cannot really explain to you." He said mysteriously.
I let out a breath of relief. After a little while I turned to Amarian, who was still staring at me, and sighed. "So how long of a… break, do I have to take?" I asked.
"You know the video games your brothers used to play?"
"Yes."
"Do you remember that they had check-points and they stay in a safe zone until they were ready to fight the big bosses again?"
"Yes."
"Well, this is kind of like that. You may go whenever you please. But I suggest you use this break to it's fullest." He nodded.
"How will I get back?" I asked.
He laughed. "Do not look so worried! Mist is waiting for you on the other side of this mountain, from the top of the mountain you can faintly see the White kingdom of Gondor." He said softly.
"Oh, alright… wait! What about that scroll Daylon gave me?" I looked at Amarian.
"Pippin has it."
"What?"
"Merry told him about it, before you left. He is now keeping his best eye on it."
"His 'best eye'? His 'best eye' could miss three trolls passing by him while he eats a carrot! Not to mention his outrageous curiosity! Oh, I'm going to get that Merry when I see him again!"
Amarian held up his finger. "And the scroll has five guardian angels around it."
I let out a sigh of relief. Then my breath caught again. "What about Frodo?"
"That you must find out yourself." He smirked a tad.
I looked down and saw my hair. "How am I going to get past Gondor security like this?"
"That you must find out yourself." He kept smirking.
"Oh! I just remembered something!" I widened my eyes and lifted my finger.
"What?" He stopped smirking.
"I have to get you back for all those confusing riddles!" I grinned wickedly. I stood up to tackle him.
His eyes widened. "Wait! The last person to wrestle an angel had to walk with a limp the rest of his life!" He lifted his hands.
"Oh… well, in that case… I'll have to find a cane somewhere." I jumped to tackle him only to hit the ground. I spit out the grass I ate when I hit the ground. "You could have at least broken my fall!"
I heard chuckling from behind me, but no one was there. Sighing, I got up and look at the flute that was in my hand. "What am I going to do with you?"
Let's see, what is wind? The first chime I play should be the fifth one, because that is the magic one. But what about the second? Probably the first because it represents fowls. Third would be the second because birds are next to land animals, then the fourth chime, then the third chime. I blew, and had complete faith in it.
Nothing.
Darn. I'll change it to fifth, first, second, third then the fourth, and see how that works…
Nothing.
Fine. I will do fifth, first, second, fourth then third.
All of the sudden everything around me started to lift and sway. The wind blew at a steady pace. I leapt in the air with joy filling my heart. Wow, that was easy!
Then the wind started to blow harder and harder by the second. I heard the trees start to creak and it was getting harder to stand in one place as well. Uh oh…
Everything was twisting and the wind was coming at different directions, so the wind was basically beating me up. My hair was swiveling everywhere and anywhere it could reach, it whipped my eyes a couple times.
What to do? Soon I'm going to fly away and I can't do anything about that once I'm in the air! Curse you lions for making it hard for me to eat, which made me stuck with the stature of a twig! Wait! Now that I have leaf-like hair, and twig-like arms… I'm a tree! No! Oh! How do I make it stop?
The wind started to lift me, while twirling me.
Crap! What am I going to do now? Wait! What if I can calm the wind with my flute? Yes!
I pulled out my flute and started to play the note that has calming powers. The wind started to calm after a minute of playing the flute, but as soon as I stopped it started to blow fiercely again.
Aw man! How long do I have to play before it stops completely?
I played again and while I was playing I started climbing up the mountain that would hopefully lead to Mist. It was sort of hard climbing up a mountain with one hand, but after a while (and some cuts on my feet and hands), I got to the top. Once I did, I stopped playing.
There was one of the most beautiful kingdoms I have ever seen! It's right up there with Lorient! It is a white stone city carved into a mountain. The white stone mixed with the dark green grass that surrounded the city made it look heavenly.
I didn't notice the wind until it tried to push me off the mountain. "Alright, alright! No need to be pushy! Can't I admire something as beautiful and that?" I held out my hand towards Gondor.
The wind, then, howled loudly in my ears. "Fine. Have it your way, but sooner or later you're going to blow away and I will enjoy Gondor for as long as I can!" Wait? What am I doing? Talking to the wind? Merry was right, I DO need help!
Sighing, I looked the other way to see a drastic change between the beautiful views. Mordor. Lightening thundered over tall mountains with red seeping through them like thick veins of blood. I Verb Confusion (consider revising) my eyes to see a large tower, almost hidden behind the swollen grey clouds, but not quite. A large fiery eye stood on top of the large tower.
Sauron.
His cowardly eye was moving about like a search light.
I laughed. I wonder why he chose to be a giant eye ball. Did he feel that his life's calling was to be a light house? What an idio-
Sauron's eye came to rest on me, I gasped as I felt everything around me surged backwards, and it was like I was flying towards him. Just then his giant eye ball didn't look so funny anymore…
Author's note: So sorry for being so short, but that is what this called for.
*** It was an actual survival tip, so heed it's warning dearests.
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