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I finally got enough money in gift cards to buy FOTR and TTTs soundtracks(:

Thought'd I give y'all a nice (late) Easter present! Texas was SO fun, considering I haven't seen that side of the family in about 5 years. And this chapter was nice to write. Including the Ride of the Rohirrim scene! OMG I WAS DYING.

BUT, this time, it won't go to the music. I am making it to go with the actual scene from the movie!

So, go and search "Ride of the Rohirrim" on YouTube. The video should be 4:14. If you scroll down someways, its posted by someone with the username "Rokujyuuyon Shou". Just read it as the lines are spoken, like, you know what I mean? Read it as the characters speak it. It will work out good, I promise(: So it may be like "Forth and fear no darkness!" then some sentences, and you may still be reading them as they speak the next line. BUT DO NOT PANIC. It still works out if you continue to read(:

So, I give to you chapter 11! FARAMIR/GINGER FLUFF! As requested(:

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Chapter 11:

Pippin ran through the streets of Minas Tirith in a panic, looking for Gandalf. People collided with him many times, screaming and crying as debris flew all around them.

"Gandalf!" He cried out, "Help! Someone!"

No one answered, and the small hobbit let out a sigh. He was nowhere in sight! Just as he was beginning to lose hope, he suddenly ran straight in front of an on-coming horse. It let out a whinny and jumped back a little, causing Pippin to fall backwards. The rider peered out from their seat on the horse.

"Ginger!" Pippin cried out in relief as he saw the girl give him a questioning look.

"What on earth do you think you're doing?" She cried out, "You're gonna get killed running around like that!"

Ginger held out a hand to Pippin, and he gratefully took it. Swinging him up onto the horse, she sat him behind her.

"I need to find Gandalf!"

Ginger gasped, "I was just with him!"

Pippin's face brightened, "Where is he?"

Ginger looked all around her, then pointed behind her, "Back that way! Maybe he's still there! Why do you need him?"

"They're burning Faramir, alive!"

Pippin shouted that so suddenly that Ginger nearly lost her balance on top of Mysteri. Digging her heels into the horse, it took off in a hurry. People jumped out of the way as they rounded corners and alleyways.

"Where's Gen?" Pippin shouted over the screams suddenly.

"Dammit!"

The horse came to a halt, and Ginger let out a frustrated cry. What was she going to do? Save Faramir?

Or her twin sister?

"I'm sorry, Pippin, but I have to go get my sister!" The horse took off back in the other direction, and Pippin tried with all of his might to stop her.

"No! I need to find Gandalf!" He screeched at her, but she ignored him.

Suddenly, Pippin grabbed hold of Ginger's wrists and yanked then back as hard as he could. The horse let out a yelp and neigh, and reared up on its hind legs. Ginger let out a scream, and Pippin fell off the back of the horse. It took him a minute, but the dizziness left him and he took off running as fast as he could.

"Pippin! Wait!"

But before she could call out his name again, he was gone.

"Why does this always happen to me? Why do all the bad things happen, to me?"

Now she had to find Genevieve. The horse took off once again, as she tried to remember exactly where the room was that she had been in.

What if she was too late? What if a launched rock had hit the room? What if she was dead?

Ginger felt tears running down her face as she galloped through the city, she had to shake these thoughts.

Suddenly, someone jumped out in front of her.

"GINGER!"

Ginger pulled her horse to a halt, and Mysteri let out a neigh. Looking down, she grinned with tears as her sister ran to her side. She lifted her up and sat her down in front of her. Genevieve hugged her sister around the waist, and wouldn't let go.

"We're okay, it's okay!" Ginger repeats constantly. Looking up, she knew she had to get to the Tombs. Kicking into Mysteri's sides once again, they were off. This time they galloped through the city with speed and determination. Quickly, they reached the courtyard at the top of the city. Ginger immediately took off as soon as her feet hit the ground, Genevieve couldn't keep up with her. Looking ahead, she could see the doors to the Tombs. Flying up the steps, she ran to the doors and pushed full force onto them. Swinging open, they hit the sides of the wall with a BOOM, and shook the torches lining the hall.

Denethor whipped around from where he stood on the pile of wood.

"Don't, you dare, light that wood!" Ginger shouted in anger and rage.

Denethor shook his head, "Girl, he is dead! My line has ended! Guards, take care of her." Denethor waved two of them off. Suddenly, all of the guards gasped as they saw the girl already had an arrow notched to her bow and ready to be released.

"You run towards me, I shoot him." She warned with a growl. The guards were at a loss, so they stayed put. Denethor began to laugh, and looked at the girl.

"You shoot me, they light the wood." He grinned menacingly at her. "My dear, you lose."

Ginger began to tear up, and the guards slowly began to walk towards her. As they began to quicken the pace, she let her bow down. Denethor smiled and turned away from her. That was when she suddenly lifted the bow back up and before the guards could blink, shot the arrow right past Denethor's nose. Ricocheting off the wall, he gasped and jumped a little. The guards attacked her arms and held her down.

"Execute her, cut off her head." Denethor ordered darkly. Genevieve gasped as she heard this, and Ginger went wide eyed.

"NO! FARAMIR!" She began to shout as the guards dragged her back. With all her strength, she attempted to fight back, kicking and smacking. Denethor turned back to his son, drenched in oil. His youngest son, dead.

"PLEASE!" He heard the girl shouting after him.

(Start the video by "Rokujyuuyon Shou" here)

A horn was sounded, Gothmog turned around from his Orc army. Frowning, he watched as suddenly, another great army began to assemble along the horizon. He could only see the silhouettes, and couldn't tell who it was exactly. Another horn sounded and he waited for something to happen.

But this army was not on their side, it was the Rohirrim!

Diamond adjusted herself atop the pony she sat on, and desperately searched for Merry. Sighing she sank back down onto her seat. She had made her way closer to the front, and could see the entire Orc army in front of them.

"Sweet baby Jesus, help us now." She whispered to herself upon seeing the army. No way could they win! Barely make a dent in the army at the most.

"Forth and fear no darkness!" She heard Theoden cry out to his nephew, Diamond was part of Eomer's left flank.

"Arise!" He suddenly shouted, causing Diamond to shoot her head up, "Arise riders of Theoden! Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. A sword day, a red day ere the sun rises!" The army lowered their spears into the correct positions, Diamond barely hanging onto hers, it was almost heavier than her! Looking around, she thought she had heard someone talking about or to Merry.

"Merry!" She shouted, causing many of the soldiers to look at her in confusion. "Merry!" She repeated.

Theoden began to gallop on his horse down the front line of the soldiers, his sword hitting every spear. Diamond watched as he rode by, then looked forward. She had to do this, but she wasn't ready to die!

"Ride now, ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending!" He cried out and spun around his horse, facing the sneering orcs.

"DEATH!" His voice rung out loud and strong.

"DEATH!" The army cried back, Diamond jumping at the intensity.

"DEATH!" Theoden repeated. "DEATH!"

"DEATH!" The army held out the cry, and Diamond rose her sword up high, crying out with them. It was the most horrifying, saddest moment of her life. The army continued to cry and Theoden pointed his spear onwards.

"Forth Eorlingas!" He shouted, and the horns sounded, Diamond blew into her horn. Everything began to churn. Theoden charged, and the front line followed. Diamond sucked in a sharp breath as she watched the line in front of her move out. Kicking her pony quite hard, it began to gallop. The charge was growing faster by the second, so was Diamond's heart rate. Adrenaline pumped through her veins, and sweat seemed to feel like a shower on her head. She admitted to herself right then that she was going to die, but she would die fighting.

The army broke into a gallop as they approached the enemy. The orcs seemed to be frightened a little, and Gothmog ordered the archers to be ready and to fire on his command. Horses panted louder and hooves beat the ground harder, the army was on full charge and nothing would stop them. War cries were let out, and Diamond gripped her spear tighter and pointed her sword higher. She smiled to herself as she could now see their faces, the Orcs were scared! Diamond saw how badly they wanted to run. Suddenly, a hand touched her shoulder. Spinning around, she could see Merry hiding his hand out to her, a pleading look on his face. Her pony galloped past him and she watched as the rider and Merry grew smaller and smaller. Riders all around her began to collapse to the ground, trampled by the stampede of horses. Arrows whizzed past her, it was a miracle she wasn't hit, looking onwards, she watched as the Orc leader was growing more scared by the minute, but kept ordering his men to fire, now they could fire at will.

"DEEEEAATH!" She cried out suddenly, tears running down her face.

Orcs fled and Gothmog stared after them in disbelief. Then, his eyes grew wide. This army was charging full speed, and would NOT stop for anything. He backed up a little, and the charging army was growing closer. The sounds became louder and much more intense. They began to flee, faster now.

The armies collided. It was quick and messy, orcs slaughtered and speared. Diamond grit her teeth as her spear stuck into the first Orc it met, almost knocking her off. Then, she began to slice everything in her path.

"Set a fire in our flesh,"

"FARAMIR!" Ginger cried out, fighting back the guards carrying her out. Genevieve didn't know what to do, she stood watching in tears, and kept crying out for help outside the Tombs.

Denethor stood with his arms wide open, eyes closed. The soldiers all looked to each other with the torches, and began to walk forward to the wood pile. Ginger screamed in the background agonizingly. Just as the fire was about to touch the wood, Genevieve let out a cry as the doors burst open. Gandalf sat on Shadowfax, a weary look on his face.

"Stay this madness!" He exclaimed as Denethor glared evilly at him. Pippin sat with wide eyes and watched for him to make a move. Suddenly, he reached for a torch and held it out teasingly.

"You may triumph I the field of battle for a day, but against the power that has risen in the east, there is no victory!"

It fell from his hand.

"NO!" Ginger punched the guard holding her right arm and kicked the soldier on her left as they were watching. Gandalf began to gallop forward, snatching a spear from the hand of a soldier along the way. Flames lit the hall and the wood was beginning to burn quickly. Gandalf ran and knocked Denethor off the wood and onto the floor. Off to the side, Ginger was helping Pippin up into the wood as Genevieve stood watching on in awe. Ginger watched as the small hobbit began to roll Faramir back and forth. He was struggling and couldn't exactly push him off. She ran to the other side and yanked Pippin back as hard as she could, the flames tingling and burning under her skin. Pippin came crashing down I top of her and Faramir followed closely behind. The two sat up and immediately began to douse any flames on his clothing, and theirs.

Denethor began to boil with anger.

"No!" He exclaimed, the two jumped in fright as Denethor began to run towards them. Grabbing Ginger's hair, he pulled her back and pushed Pippin to the ground. "You will not take my son from me!"

"NO!" Pippin and Ginger began to scream in the struggle. Suddenly, Gandalf came riding up to them on Shadowfax. The great white horse reared up, and kicked Denethor back into the fire. Ginger helped Pippin up and cradled him as they panted in fear. Denethor looked at them, through the smoke and flames. Then, Faramir groaned.

They all looked down to see him open his eyes. He opened his eyes!

Tears stung Denethor's eyes, and for a moment, love filled them as well, for the first time in ages. Then, the flames engulfed him, and he let out a scream. Ginger pulled Pippin tighter to her as Denethor jumped off the wood pile and began to run the the corridor on fire. Genevieve had sunk to the ground against the wall, in shock and horror.

"So passes Denethor, son of Ecthelion." Gandalf's voice was muffled by the hissing and popping of the fire.

And so Denethor, Steward of Gondor passed on that day. Down in flames he went, never to be seen again.

Looking down at the frightened hobbit in my arms, I sighed. Faramir was safe. Pippin looked up at me and smiled as well.

"Ginger-" Faramir croaked. Gasping, the two of us let go and Pippin ran to his other side. Faramir smiled at me as I touched his cheek faintly.

"Hey!" I whispered in excitement, he chuckled and coughed.

"Thank you." He said, smiling back and forth between Pippin and I.

Laughter overtook me, and I couldn't hold back any longer. Leaning down, I pressed my lips to Faramir's. He gladly returned the kiss, and placed a hand on the back of my neck. Everything was okay now, I was safe in his hold. Our kiss was long, and amazing.

The fire was doused, and so was the kiss.

"We must hurry, now. There is a war to be won." Gandalf said as he helped Pippin on top of Shadowfax. Faramir leaned against me as I helped him stand, his arm slung over my shoulder.

I smiled at Pippin, who grinned back at me, "Thanks." I said as he nodded.

Genevieve ran up to me and hugged me around the waist. Holding her tightly, I guided her to Gandalf's hand.

"I'll fight as hard as I can, promise." She said to me as I nodded.

"I know you will," tears threatened to spill as we smiled. Our hands dropped and soon, they were gone.

Faramir kissed my cheek, "She loves you."

I nodded, "Too much." I paused for a moment, "Your father did to."

This made Faramir quiet.

Then a smile tore at his lips, "I know."

I smiled and we kissed again, harder on the lips than before. The guards then helped me walk Faramir back to the infirmary to be cleaned.

I was happy, knowing he was safe. I loved him to much to let him die.

THE KISS THE KISS OMG WHAT YES!

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