~*~* A/N: All right... One of the last chapters. By the way, if you're a purist.. maybe you shouldn't read this. I'm screwing with the storyline a lot! lol *~*~
Kris looked up as she heard them approaching. Sharing a look of horror with Pippin, she grabbed his hand, running quickly to the cover of a bush.
"Pippin, listen to me," she said breathlessly, ducking into the hiding place. "You must stay here. Don't move, do you understand?" she asked, wide eyes meeting his, equally wide.
"I understand," he said quietly, and received a quick kiss from the girl as she rushed off, in the direction of Merry.
Aragorn rushed to Frodo's aide. Seeing him there, he knew immediately what had happened; Boromir had tried to take the ring. Then, his heart fell into his stomache as he heard the sounds of footsteps behind him. Sting was blue.
Aragorn turned, holding his sword in front of him. He faced an army of the most vile creatures he had ever come across. The only thoughts in his mind were De's words: "Not better than you."
Pippin glanced up, seeing Frodo running in his direction. Something was amiss. The Hobbit was alone. He heard the sound of Uruk-Hai behind them, and watched as Frodo hid behind a tree. He immediately knew what was happening - Frodo would go to Mordor alone. Pippin looked up in horror.
Uruk-Hai approached. If they found Frodo, it would be over. All of Middle-Earth would suffer unbearably. Pippin couldn't let that happen - foolish as he was, he was no coward. He would be a hero!
He jumped out of his hiding place, shouting so all the Uruk-Hai would see him. Giving Frodo one last glance, he set off running in the opposite direction. He didn't know whether to be glad or terrified; the Uruk-Hai, all of them, followed him. Frodo ran safely to the shore.
Boromir looked up. Across the forest, he could see a small figure running, being chased after by the Uruk-Hai.
"The little one," he said with horror, and started to run towards them.
Merry ran with Sam, searching for Frodo. They found him, rowing out into the river. Sam started to wade into the water behind his best friend, but Merry grabbed him.
"You can't swim!" he exclaimed, and took another boat from the shore. He and Sam seated themselves in it, and Merry started to row out into the Great River. As he and Sam reached the Eastern shore, he gave one last glance to the other side.
"May the rest find a safer road," Merry said softly, and turned, facing Sam and Frodo.
Pippin ran quickly, not needing to look back to know he was chased. He could smell them, feel their footsteps trampling the earth. They caught up to him, grabbing him and throwing him to the ground.
"Get the halfling!" shouted one, a most vile and disgusting voice emitting from the cross-bread beast.
Pippin cowered on the ground, and was about to be hid by the dull edge of a sword, as he heard a cry from above. Boromir approached, slashing at the monsters that threatened the Hobbit.
Boromir pulled Pippin from the ground, and fought off more Uruk-Hai. They started running, Boromir blowing on the Horn of Gondor, hoping for some form of help.
Lily heard the sound first, the deep bellow of the Horn.
"Boromir!" she shouted, and started running in it's direction. Kris sooned joined her, as did De. Together, they ran, hoping they would be in time.
Aragorn heard it as well, and his eyes widened. Legolas and Gimli were aiding him in the battle.
"It's Boromir!" he shouted, and started running. Slowed by several Uruk-Hai, he quickly slashed them, racing against time to get to Boromir of Gondor, before it was too late.
~*~* A/N: Ooo... will they get there before it's too late? And how much more will I screw up the storyline? We'll see! *~*~
Kris looked up as she heard them approaching. Sharing a look of horror with Pippin, she grabbed his hand, running quickly to the cover of a bush.
"Pippin, listen to me," she said breathlessly, ducking into the hiding place. "You must stay here. Don't move, do you understand?" she asked, wide eyes meeting his, equally wide.
"I understand," he said quietly, and received a quick kiss from the girl as she rushed off, in the direction of Merry.
Aragorn rushed to Frodo's aide. Seeing him there, he knew immediately what had happened; Boromir had tried to take the ring. Then, his heart fell into his stomache as he heard the sounds of footsteps behind him. Sting was blue.
Aragorn turned, holding his sword in front of him. He faced an army of the most vile creatures he had ever come across. The only thoughts in his mind were De's words: "Not better than you."
Pippin glanced up, seeing Frodo running in his direction. Something was amiss. The Hobbit was alone. He heard the sound of Uruk-Hai behind them, and watched as Frodo hid behind a tree. He immediately knew what was happening - Frodo would go to Mordor alone. Pippin looked up in horror.
Uruk-Hai approached. If they found Frodo, it would be over. All of Middle-Earth would suffer unbearably. Pippin couldn't let that happen - foolish as he was, he was no coward. He would be a hero!
He jumped out of his hiding place, shouting so all the Uruk-Hai would see him. Giving Frodo one last glance, he set off running in the opposite direction. He didn't know whether to be glad or terrified; the Uruk-Hai, all of them, followed him. Frodo ran safely to the shore.
Boromir looked up. Across the forest, he could see a small figure running, being chased after by the Uruk-Hai.
"The little one," he said with horror, and started to run towards them.
Merry ran with Sam, searching for Frodo. They found him, rowing out into the river. Sam started to wade into the water behind his best friend, but Merry grabbed him.
"You can't swim!" he exclaimed, and took another boat from the shore. He and Sam seated themselves in it, and Merry started to row out into the Great River. As he and Sam reached the Eastern shore, he gave one last glance to the other side.
"May the rest find a safer road," Merry said softly, and turned, facing Sam and Frodo.
Pippin ran quickly, not needing to look back to know he was chased. He could smell them, feel their footsteps trampling the earth. They caught up to him, grabbing him and throwing him to the ground.
"Get the halfling!" shouted one, a most vile and disgusting voice emitting from the cross-bread beast.
Pippin cowered on the ground, and was about to be hid by the dull edge of a sword, as he heard a cry from above. Boromir approached, slashing at the monsters that threatened the Hobbit.
Boromir pulled Pippin from the ground, and fought off more Uruk-Hai. They started running, Boromir blowing on the Horn of Gondor, hoping for some form of help.
Lily heard the sound first, the deep bellow of the Horn.
"Boromir!" she shouted, and started running in it's direction. Kris sooned joined her, as did De. Together, they ran, hoping they would be in time.
Aragorn heard it as well, and his eyes widened. Legolas and Gimli were aiding him in the battle.
"It's Boromir!" he shouted, and started running. Slowed by several Uruk-Hai, he quickly slashed them, racing against time to get to Boromir of Gondor, before it was too late.
~*~* A/N: Ooo... will they get there before it's too late? And how much more will I screw up the storyline? We'll see! *~*~
