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Chapter 29 – That ranger is your King!

Frodo walked silently along the trees of Parth Galen. Everything was so quite. The young Hobbit heard little tweets from birds as they flew south as if they were trying to avoid something that was coming. The wind was still; only a slight breeze could be felt for the trees never swayed and they were frozen as if terrified. Frodo wondered "Terrified of what?" The small Halfling looked to the sky as he still walked and found that the sun was high. Today looked like an ordinary day but why was nature feeling so frightened?

Frodo continued to walk through the trees for what it seemed like hours but was actually only a couple of minutes. The brown leaves beneath his feet crinkled and twigs snapped. He looked towards the tress and saw them with different shades of greens.

The young Hobbit was too distracted by the vast colours of greens for he never noticed the Gondorian walk towards him with both arms full of twigs and branches. The Hobbit jumped as Boromir spoke "None of us should wonder alone." The Man bent down and picked up another branch.

Frodo glared at the Man. "And why is that?" The young Hobbit had felt some kind of hatred burning inside of him ever since he had heard the argument that Boromir and Aragorn had had.

"So much depends on you." As the Man placed the branch with the other one's within his arms, he faced Frodo and furrowed his brows. "Frodo?" He asked as he saw that Frodo was glaring at him.

"It's nothing." Frodo said coldly and turned away from the Man. He could hear the heavy footfalls of the Gondorian as he stepped closer.

"I know why you seek solitude." The Man stopped "You suffer." This caused Frodo to face the Man again. "I see it day by day. You sure you do not suffer needlessly?"

Frodo kept silent and narrowed his eyes. "What is he trying to say? He is…different somehow."

"There are other ways, Frodo. Other paths we might take."

"I know what you would say." Frodo now understood. Boromir still, of course, wanted to take the Ring back to his city and us it against Sauron. "It would seem like wisdom but for the warning in my heart."

"Foolish child." The dark voice smiled from within the Gondorian's head.

"Warning? Against what?" The Man smiled and took a step towards Frodo.

The Halfling chose the moment to walk past Boromir but did not let his eyes stray. "There is something wrong with him." He thought.

"He is afraid." The voice whispered deeply.

"We are all afraid, Frodo. But to let that fear drive us…" Boromir followed Frodo as he backed away as fear started to rise, as well as anger. "…To destroy what we have. Don't you see that is madness?"

"There is no other way." Frodo stated. He watched as Boromir calm expression hardened and the Man's eyes narrowed with anger. "I will not lead the Ring to Gondor. It will destroy all the hearts of those inside your city." Frodo chose his words carefully.

"You choose to side with Aragorn. You choose to side with a ranger from the north, a frightful coward who hid himself for years, friending creatures who choose to flee these lands instead of fight and offer us aid?" Boromir was seething with anger.

The dark voice within his head laughed. "Show him your anger, my puppet."

"I do!" Frodo shouted with made the Gondorian stop in his tracks "The Elves are not creatures! They are beings like you and I. They leave because they must. You have heard that the time of the Elves is ending. None can escape the calling of the sea!"

"Do not side with foul things. Beings of light…Ha!" Boromir chose this moment to start walking towards the Halfling again. "They are frightened just like that ranger is."

"That ranger is your King!" Frodo watched as Boromir slammed the twigs and branches onto the ground in front of him.

"Time to get my Ring." The cold voice smiled.

"He is not my King! He never will be!" Boromir clenched his hands and his knuckles turned white. "Give me the Ring."

"No." Frodo said calmly as he tried to further the distance between himself and the power-crazed Man.

"Why do you recoil? I am no thief." Boromir pulled a face of mock hurt.

"You are not yourself." The Hobbit watched as the Man smiled.

"Not myself? Are you sure that you are not yourself?"

Frodo chose this time to turn away from the Man and walked quickly walk away. He heard the Gondorian shout "Answer me!" The young Hobbit heard the heavy footfalls of the Man and turned to face him once again and saw that Boromir picked up the pace and started to run and him.

Frodo's eyes widened and he stumbled. He also began to run but the man was quicker and qhe caught up quickly. He roughly grabbed Frodo's forearm, all the while, screaming "It should've been mine!"

The young Hobbit tried his best to get Boromir to release his arm but he was not strong enough. He felt the Man's grip tighten and panicked. He was twisting, punching and kicking as he tried to get the man to release him.

"Give it to me!" Boromir shouted.

"No!" Frodo cried. The Ring fell out from his tunic, still on the chain around his neck, and he grabbed it with his free hand. It was difficult but the Hobbit managed to slip the Ring onto his finger.

Boromir released Frodo as he disappeared. He looked at the ground where Frodo had been and then felt something hit him in the stomach, knocking the air out of him.

Boromir watched as the leaves moved on their own as if something was treaded on them. "I see your mind." His snarled in a voice that was not his own. "You will take the Ring to Sauron!" Boromir frantically looked around noticing the leaves no longer moved. "You will betray us!"

Frodo hid behind one of the trees, watching the crazed man crawl on the floor shouting "You'll go to your death and the death of us all! Curse you!" The Hobbit saw the Man stand, still looking for where he might have hidden. "Curse you and all the Halflings!"

The Hobbit was about to turn away and run when he noticed something strange. The world around him was different to when he had first, accidently, slipped the Ring on. Instead of pure black, the world was white and cloudy. He could make out the surroundings around him. He went to look at the Man again and his eyes widened.

Behind the Gondorian stood a dark shadow that seemed to be smiling. Frodo's breathing became short and fear suddenly rose inside of him.

"So you are the one who has my Ring?" The figure laughed.

Frodo gasped as he realised who this shadow was. Frodo didn't reply and turned around and ran as quickly as he could up the hill. He didn't care where his feet took him; he just knew he needed to get away.

Sauron laughed and crouched next to the Man, pacing a hand on the Gondorians shoulder "You have been very useful, my Puppet. I have no need for you now." The shadow smiled and then, within Boromir's mind, faded.

The Man slowly raised himself from the ground. He suddenly whimpered and his breathing became short as he had now realised what he had just done. "Frodo?" He spoke softly. Boromir didn't want things to turn out like this. "Frodo?" He asked again as a tear slowly fell down his cheek. He ran a hand through his hair while the other brushed the tears that fell from both eyes.

The Man couldn't help but think "What have I done?"


"Gimli! Have you found them yet?" Aragorn asked as he ran towards the Dwarf.

"Nothing, I am afraid." Gimli replied.

Aragorn sighed "Let us keep looking then. They couldn't have gone far." The Man nodded at the Dwarf and turned away and ran the opposite way he came, while Gimli went to the left.

Each member had now been searching for almost an hour and slowly feared something had terrible happened to their friends. Merry, Pippin and Sam were out searching together while Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli went off by themselves.

Aragorn ran quickly through the forest floor when something caught his eye. He looked towards the sky and saw a faint gold blur dancing among the trees tops. "Legolas!" The ranger called and the blur disappeared. The man waited for a few seconds and the sighed. Legolas must not have heard him.

"Yes?" A voice from behind him made him jump and curse.

Legolas chuckled as the ranger was caught off guard. "You wanted me Estel?"

Aragorn glared at the Prince and then he breathed in deeply. "Don't do that again." Aragorn lightly punched the Elf's shoulder and watched as his friend smiled "Have you seen Frodo or Boromir yet?" He asked.

Legolas smile disappeared and his expression became serious "I have found tracks that lead up towards the ruins of Amon Hen. I was on my way up there but then you called. I have also found tracks of another walking back to the camp." The Elf watched the Man nod and then he continued "I feel strange. Sauron had been keeping quiet for he just sat within my mind as if in some sort of trance but now he is back and he finds something amusing...But I am not sure what."

Aragorn placed a hand on his friend's shoulder "Do not not worry, mellon-nin. All will be well soon." The ranger watched as the Elf smiled slightly "I will follow the tracks leading to Amon Hen."

Legolas nodded and then replied "I will find Gimli and then, when we are both together, we will find the Periannaths." *Hobbits*

"Gimli has gone west, alittle to the left from where we are now. You will find him within a few minutes if you take to the trees." Aragorn then looked deeply into the blonde Elf's eyes and whispered "Be safe, mellon-nin."

Legolas gave a small smile and then, quicker than the future King could blink, Legolas jumped into the trees and ran across the branches in search for his short friend.

Aragorn breathed deeply again before setting off. It was still around Mid-day which he was thankful for and he was also thankful for the small distance he now had to travel. Within the next four or maybe five minutes he would be at Amon Hen. So, the ranger ran. He was glad he had been brought up by the Elves and that he had some Elvish blood running through him.

"You are afraid!" Boromir's cruel words echoed within his mind. "All your life, you have hiding in the shadows."

Aragorn cursed quietly and muttered "I have not been hiding." The ranger came to a halt as he looked up at the ruins of Amon Hen. He smiled slightly but then it vanished as he heard a soft thud coming from the other side. The future King furrowed his brow and silently walked towards the place where the sound had come from. Aragorn stood still as he saw Frodo sprawled out on the ground rubbing the back of his neck. "Frodo?" He asked.

Frodo jumped and let out a cry. His eyes were still full of fear and he gulped "It has taken Boromir." He whispered. He then spoke again but this time it was no longer a whisper but a shout "The Ring has taken Boromir!"

Aragorn furrowed his brows again and his eyes widened. "Where is the Ring?" His voice was harsh and full of anger.

Frodo's blues eyes widened and scurried away from the approaching ranger "Stay away!" Frodo finally got to his feet and ran away from the man.

What felt like a sprint to Hobbit, it was actually only a jog to a Man.

Aragorn shouted softly "Frodo!"

The Hobbit turned back to the ranger and stopped his attempt to try and get away from the Man. "Why am I running from him? Do I not trust him?" The young Hobbit thought.

Strider raised his hand into the air for Frodo to know that he wasn't going to hurt him. "I swore to protect you." The Man's eyes were full with hurt.

"Can you protect me from yourself?" Frodo glared at the Man. "What am I doing?!" He thought. "I have always trusted him, why now? Is it because of Boromir? Is it because I am afraid?"

"Frodo…" The ranger began "…From the day we met in Bree, I swore to protect you even if you were not unaware of it. I will not let danger befall you. Please…" The ranger begged "…Let me help you." He finished but he was only met with silence.

Frodo was unable to answer for now he had realised that he could no longer trust anyone, not even himself. He slowly looked down towards his hand and opened it. There lay in the palm of his hand, the source of all the betrayal, anger, hurt and sadness he had experienced over the past two months. The small Hobbit then looked towards the ranger who was staring at the trinket within his tiny hand.

"Would you destroy it?" Frodo asked, fearful of the rangers answer.

Aragorn stared at the Ring as if he was in a trance. He suddenly heard a voice within his mind. It was a deep and cold voice that whispered his name "Aragorn…" The ranger stepped towards the Halfling and knelt in front of him on one knee, still staring at the small golden trinket. "Elessar…"

Frodo watched as Striders hand lifted and hovered over his own. His eyes never left those of the future Kings as his was glued on the Ring. The young Hobbit watched as Aragorn's eyes narrowed suddenly. It was if he was now fighting something within himself for if it was another Man, they would have taken the Ring by now.

Frodo was indeed right for Aragorn was fighting within. The Dark voice was telling him of desires he did not want and power that he could gain but he also did not want that either.

"Stubborn fool. Can you not see the power that could be yours?!" The voice screamed within his mind.

"I do not want that power." He answered simply and yet his voice was too cold for his liking.

"You will control all, can't you see that? All races will bow before you and none will be able to defy you!" The dark voice was like a harsh wind. It assaulted the ranger from all the corners in his mind.

"I do not want that! Leave my thoughts Sauron!" Aragorn shouted. He then heard a loud laugh echo which then began to fade.

"Aragorn!" Another voice invaded his mind and the future King sighed as he realised whose voice it was. "Go back to the world. Frodo is waiting your answer. I will deal with Sauron."

Within his mind, Aragorn turned to face his Elven friend and smiled. "Hannon le, mellon-nin."

"Lle ier creoso." *You are welcome* Legolas smiled and then disappeared along with the dark shadow of Sauron, who cursed as he was pushed away from the rangers mind and back into the Prince's.

Strider blinked as he came back to the world outside his mind. He looked into Frodo's eyes and smiled softly. The ranger's hand then closed the Hobbits tiny one and held it tightly. He heard the little being sigh with relief as he answered the question that his small friend had asked "I would have gone with you to the end. Into the very fires of Mordor." He then lifted Frodo's little hand and placed it against the Hobbits own chest.

"I know." The small reply from the Hobbit made the rangers eyes blur as they were filled with tears that had not escaped. The beings eyes held so much pain, hurt and loneliness that Aragorn was afraid he would fall apart here and now. "Look after the others." A lone tear fell from the Hobbits face "Especially Sam. He will not understand."

"He is leaving then." The ranger brought his hand up and wiped away the tear as he heard the Hobbit sniff. He nodded once and then furrowed his brows as he saw a blue light come from the Hobbits sheathed sword. To his horror, he remembered that Frodo's sword only lit up if Orcs or Goblins were around. "Go, Frodo!" He whispered harshly. He stood up quickly and pulled out his sword from its sheath.

Frodo looked down and pulled Sting halfway and saw it glowing. "Run." He heard the ranger say but he stood completely still. "Run!" Aragorn had then shouted which made him sheath Sting.

With one final look, Frodo ran away from the foul creatures that Aragorn was about to face.

"Farewell, Aragorn."


"Mr. Frodo!" Sam called as he searched the forest himself. He had split up from Merry and Sam a few minutes ago for they had become distracted with some mushrooms that were growing within some bushes and some that were sprouting from an old log.

"Mr. Frodo!" He called again but he found no answer. He ran towards a hill and then heard sword clashes, harsh roars and shouts. He stopped dead in his tracks "Oh no." He thought "Mr. Legolas was right. The shadow has come! That must mean that the threat has already been…" His thoughts were cut as he saw ten black creatures appear over the top of the hill and were joined by others.

Sam's eyes grew wide as he tried to move but he couldn't. Summoning all the strength he had gained over the past two months he ran and hid within a small berry bush. He watched the dark creatures run passed him, shouting commands in some vile language he had now learnt as the black speech of Mordor.


"Come Gimli! Aragorn is in trouble!" Legolas shouted to his short friend as they ran up a hill near the ruins of Amon Hen.

"If there weren't so many hills I would be a lot quicker, Master Elf!" Gimli yelled back as he clenched his axe tightly within his hand. He looked ahead and saw the Elf nearing the top.

Legolas stopped suddenly and notched an arrow to his bow. He quickly released it and felled the evil creature that ran towards him. He quickly fired another for more of the foul beings came his way. He quickly glanced back towards Gimli and saw the Dwarf nearing him. He accidently let one of the foul being slip passed him so Gimli would get some kill.

Gimli let out a battle cry as the beast slipped passed the Elf. He swung his axe high and sliced the creatures arm and then swung higher and cut its head, clean of its body.

Shouts could be heard from on top of the hill. They were harsh and deep "Find the Halfling!"

Legolas fired arrows after arrows while Gimli threw small blades at the dark creatures. Both beings looked up to the ruin and saw their dear friend fighting above it. Aragorn was being overwhelmed and needed their help and fast. This made both, Elf and Dwarf, pick up the pace and run towards their friend who was in need if their aid.

The Elf and Dwarf smiled as they saw they friend jump and shout "Elendil!" A few seconds after the jump, they both ran into the clearing and killed all the foes that came their way.

Gimli sliced his foes literally in half, all the while shouting curses in Dwarvish. Aragorn blocked his attackers and felled many as they still attacked. Legolas shot many arrows and sometimes used his the arrows to stab the creatures with.

"They just keep coming and coming!" Gimli shouted as he sliced through an oncoming creature. The three still did not know what these creatures were for they had received no information about these types of creatures.

They were taller than any Orcs or Goblin except the Goblin King for he was a massive brute that was covered in a light pink spots that looked like blisters while his skin was a darker shade. These creatures were pure black, a white hand was painted on each individual creature and some of them had shades of dark red on them.

The three Fellowship members presumed that this was blood from the victims that must have gotten in their way on the way here. Each dark servant was heavily armoured but the three were thankful for the armour was not as strong for even the weakest strike could cut through. They each guessed that it was all made to look like an illusion. Make the beasts look tough by wearing armour that looked strong but with as easy as cutting through butter.

"Aragorn, we must move!" Legolas shouted.

This shout made the ranger quickly kill the foe that he was attacking and he ran down the path Frodo had decended. Gimli and Legolas were quick at killing those that were assaulting them. Both beings began to follow the ranger, killing the black creatures that seemed to be multiplying.


Frodo ran down one of the many hills that were around the forest of Amon Hen and within Parth Galen. He stumbled and fell, rolling down the hill, whimpering as his body came to a halt at the bottom of the steep hill he had run down. He could hear the cruel shouts from above and quickly moved behind a tree for the black creatures were now descending the hill.

Frodo watched the many creatures grunt as they ran passed him. He breathed in deeply for he had no idea that he had been holding his breath. He looked back up the hill and saw no more of the creatures coming but before he could move he heard some rustling in a bush on the other side of the hill. The young Hobbits eyes grew wide as he saw both his cousins pop their heads up and looked towards him.

"Frodo!" Merry whispered.

"Hide here. Quick!" Pippin also whispered and both cousins waved their hands towards Frodo. "Come on!" Pippin whispered again as his cousin didn't move. Pippin looked at Merry beside him and saw that he had his brow furrowed in confusion. He also furrowed his brow and asked "What's he doing?" Pippin faced his other cousin again and saw him shake his head.

"He's leaving." Merry whispered sadly.

"What?!" Pippin exclaimed

Both looked at their cousin face and saw great sadness within his bright blue eyes.

"I am sorry." Frodo mouthed and then got up and ran as quickly as fast as he could.

"Frodo!" Pippin shouted as he ran out the bush towards his cousin but stopped half way as the shouts and growls could be heard. The youngest Hobbit faced the top of the hill and saw the creatures descend it.

"Pippin!" Merry shouted and ran to his cousin. His eyes widened as he saw the foul beast descend. He then thought of something but it would put both of them in danger. "Pippin, I need you to trust me."

"Anything." His cousin answered.

Merry smiled and then shouted to the foul creatures "Hey! Hey, you!" Pippin looked at Merry as if he had gone mad. "Over here!" Merry continued to shout.

Pippin now understood what his cousin was trying to do. Distract them and lead them away from Frodo. "Over here!" Pippin repeated and both Hobbits ran in the opposite direction Frodo had taken.

"It's working!" Pippin shouted to Merry as the black beast's followed them.

"I know it's working, you idiot! Run!" The older of the two shouted back and pushed Pippin gently for him to quicken his pace.

No matter how fast they were going the beast were quickly gaining on them.


Legolas had now drawn his two knives and started a deadly dance, slicing his foes vital organs and artery's. He ducked many blows and parried each one.

"So, Saruman's beasts have finally come across you." Sauron laughed deep within the Princes mind.

Legolas ignored the Dark Lord and grunted instead. He wondered why Sauron always decided to turn up during the worst times.

"My little Princeling, tell me…" Sauron smiled "…Why do you fight?"

"What?" Legolas was confused. Surely Sauron should know that he fights for his loved ones, friends and for the peace of this land.

"Why do you fight?"

It was such a simple question but Legolas could not answer it. If Sauron already knew the answer then why should he give him it.

"No answer? Or should I have finished that question?" Sauron walked around the Prince, in his mind, his smile still apon his pale face. "Why do you fight…When Saruman's creatures do not attack you?"

By now, Legolas had realised that he had stopped his fighting. The foul beings were simply targeting Aragorn and Gimli. They ran passed him as if he was invisible. Legolas furrowed his brow and then resumed his fighting. He notched an arrow and gently released it, watching it slam into the body of one of the creatures that had grabbed Aragorn from behind. The arrow was strong enough to kill but not stronger enough to pierce through its thick armour all the way.

Aragorn nodded his thanks to Legolas and couldn't help but smile as he heared Gimli shout his war cries.


Merry and Pippin stood frozen as they realised that they were now surrounded. The foul creatures were still running towards them and there was no way out. Each side was covered by the army of foul beings. They had no escape.

But just when they were losing all hope, they saw the Gondorian, who they had been searching for this whole time, appeared out of nowhere and quickly felled one of the creatures that had raised an axe above its head, ready to strike down and kill.

"Boromir!" Both Hobbits explained with joy and saw the man turning around, smiling. Both unsheathed their swords and joined in with Boromir, slicing and killing many dark creatures that came towards them.

Soon the number of the creatures increased and Boromir yelled "Merry, Pippin! Start running!" He saw both nod and killed the creatures that were nearest to them. Boromir did the same and quickly took his horn out of his belt and blew on it. The sound was loud which made the creatures stop and hold their hands to their ears.

Boromir knew that the horn call would reach Legolas' ears and blew on it again. He also knew that Gimli, Aragorn and Legolas were not that far behind him and were dealing with their own problems but right now they needed to hurry for the safety of the Halfling's would depend on teamwork.

He could not face all these beings by himself. Boromir blew on the horn once more but was cut short for one of the beasts had came up behind him, sword raised. He quickly felled the beast and watched as Pippin lunged for onc that was running towards him. The beast fell to the floor and Merry took this chance to join in, swiftly cutting the beast's throat.

It seemed like thousands had now come running towards the three and Boromir shouted "Run! Run!" Merry and Pippin got up of the bloody beast and did as they were told. The Gondorian also ran but quickly turned as another beast raised its blade to strike him down. He cut the creature through the gut and finished it off by stabbing it through its black heart.

Merry and Pippin stopped and threw their swords to the ground. They picked up some rocks and began to chuck them at the foul beings that were now getting closer to them. Hobbit throws were very deadly and could leave any being unconscious with a single hit. Many creatures fell but it wasn't enough.

Little did any of the three beings know, was that a lone black creature was slowly walking towards them. A bow was within its black hand while a white hand was painted on its face. It slowly notched an arrow and raised it, aiming for the Gondorian's heart.

Boromir blocked the creature that he was fighting and kill it instantly for his sword stabbed the creature's heart. Boromir looked around waiting for another foul being to kill but then a sudden whistle ran through the air.

Merry and Pippin stopped all their movements as they heard a loud thud and a grunt come from their dear friend. Both looked at the Gondorian fearfully as he fell to the ground. The arrow, that had pieced the son of the steward, was near to his heart.

The Man was gasping for much needed air. He was sure that the arrow had pierced his lung. Blood began to spill from his lips and trickle down his chin. He coughed harshly but quickly summoned all the strength he had within his dying body to fell the beasts that were still coming towards him and his two friends.

The black creature that had shot the arrow growled and made its way over to the man, holding a quiver full of black arrows. It set its foul bow once again and fired the second arrow into the Man's stomach.

All the air Boromir had, now left him as he fell to his knees once again.

Merry and Pippin slowly felt tears in their eyes. "Boromir!" They both shouted and quickly turned, picked up their swords and ran into the oncoming beasts.

This time the beasts knew their attacks. One grabbed Merry by his throat and the other grabbed Pippin by his waist.

"Boromir!" Merry shouted as tears began to fall down his cheeks.

"Boromir! Please, don't die! Boromir!" Pippin's tears were falling as well. Both Hobbit's were carried off by the creatures and disappeared within some bushes.

Boromir watched as more foul beings ran passed him. He then fearfully looked up towards the creature, that had shot him and questioned "What…are you?" He breathing was fast for only one lung was working. Suddenly he coughed and the pain was so great that he cried out.

The dark creature smiled "We are Uruk-hai." Its voice was harsh and cold. "Farewell, Man of Gondor." It raised its bow once again but before it could even release the arrow a whistle sound flew through the air, from a different bow and pierced its cruel black heart. The Uruk-hai fell to its knees with a grunt.

Aragorn burst into the clearing where the beast was and screamed at the beast as he ran forward, his sword raised and quickly decapitated it. He gently walked towards the Man, that was still on his knees and slowly lowered him to the ground. "Boromir." He spoke softly.

"They...Took the little ones..." He grabbed the rangers sleeve as his body convulsed, coughing harshly, blood spilling from his faint blue lips.

Legolas jumped down form the tree branch he was perched on. Aragorn had told him to take the the trees for it would be much quicker to get to the Gondorian then on foot. His arrow had flown true but he couldn't feel any success because the Man now laid on the forest floor dying. He ran towards his friend and knelt beside the Gondorian. Placing a gently hand on the Man's forehead and breathing in deeply.

Aragorn watched as the Prince's eyes glazed along with the dying Man below him. He quickly scanned the Man's body and saw that the arrow wounds were indeed deeply imbedded. Loud footfalls could be heard and he quickly glanced over his shoulder at the Dwarf that finished of the last Uruk-hai in the area.

"That's the last of them." Gimli mumbled. The Dwarf made his way over to the Man and his eyes widened as he saw Boromir's wounds. "Aragorn…" Gimli swallowed the lump that had now formed in his throat "…Will he survive?"

Aragorn didn't look at the Dwarf but answered "That I do not know." The ranger then looked towards the Prince who had now had narrowed his glossy eyes at something within his mind.

"It depends if Legolas can bring him back."


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Nightlightbee; Are you a new reviewer as well?! :D *blushes* Thank you :3 You are making me smile like a fool :') Awww Thank you :D I am glad you liked it. I have to agree with you on that for it did indeed focus a lot more on Frodo and Aragorn. :/ Here is the next chapter! :D Ahaha Faramir has so many fans *rolls eyes* ;) Ahaha I hope you like this chapter :')

Arwen. Elf16; YAY! I am glad it was ;) *Gimli* Ahaha ;D It's alright we all make these silly mistakes, while I write, I sometimes put Leoglas :L Ahaha Thank you! Urm I hope this chapter didn't make you cry? I am hoping the next one will ;) M'ahahaha!

will zona; I do as well! I love Aragorn/Arwen but my friend prefers her and Aragorn :L Thank you! And I will try! :D

Nightrunner144; Hannon le, mellon-nin! *Thank you, My friend!* I am glad you liked it :D

Amberly Eldin; Ahaha You make me laugh :') Awww *blushes* :3 Really? :'3 It is alright, You do not need to apologise :) I have indeed! I had the advance tickets So I was one of the Many, who had seen it first ;D It was exactly how I imagine it! Peter Jackson is a God! :o! Thank you! I must correct you, mellon-nin ;) It says (On LOTR Wikia) that is was indeed Elendil and Isildor's brother but I changed it to Isildor because I am cool like that ;) haha I hope you like this chapter?! :D

Hallely; Sorry, Sorry! I will try not to be ;)


Boromir: Sophie?

Yes, Boromir? :)

Boromir: Have you seen my brother? I wish to say farewell.

Oh, urm…Nope. Sorry. ^^'

Boromir: Oh ;-; Okay. Tell him I said Goodbye. And that I love him?

Urm… yes ;-; I will… :(

Boromir: Sophie, what's wrong?

NOTHING! WAHHHHHHH! :'(

Boromir :'(


Namarië!