~ Well, this is the last chapter of the story, guys, girls.
Chapter 6: The Breaking of the Fellowhip
One by one the orcs fell to their deaths. That's right, die, all of you! The rest of the orcs started to run away from us. Yes, run like the cowards you are! Wait a minute... Aragorn! The little hobbits! Gimli and I started to run towards the direction we last saw Aragorn leave. Combing the area, it was difficult to find them in the vast woods. Gimli could barely keep up with me as my elven speed outpassed him. As much as I wanted Gimli close to me so we would not be separated, I was determined to find Aragorn, Boromir, and the hobbits.
I was relieved when I saw Aragorn, but I stopped when he was hunched over someone... Boromir. My heart fell when I saw the three arrow protruding out from Boromir's body, and they looked serious. I could feel my face fall as I watched the two men exchange words, and then Boromir breathed his last.
I could not tear my eyes from the sight. I could sense Gimli step up beside me, but I could not look at him. I could not look anywhere but at Boromir's body. I felt like joining Aragorn at Boromir's side and weep over him as well. Boromir died bravely and nobly, as he remained by the fellowship to the end. And even if he could not be trusted many times, he still pulled through until the end, and his original intentions were good.
Aragorn, Gimli, and I returned to the shore where we originally loaded off and hid our boats. We placed Boromir in one of the boats and directed him to the waterfall where he would be buried in the water. I bowed my head in respect and hoped that his spirit would find peace.
Looking up, I noticed we had one boat left, and my eyes widened. Frodo and Sam have gone off on their own. I grabbed one of the boats, pushing it into the water.
"Hurry!" I called to Aragorn and Gimli. "Frodo and Sam have reached the eastern shore!" If we were to catch up to them, we had to leave now. We could not leave Frodo and Sam to journey on alone. They needed our support and our help.
I didn't hear anyone following me. I didn't even hear any movement behind me, and that puzzled me. I turned to see Aragorn sitting on a stone, fixing buckles to a tree. Gimli just stood there between us. I looked at them with astonishment. What were they doing? Did they not know that Frodo and Sam had left? I then realized.
"You mean not to follow them," I said in disbelief. But, didn't they know that Frodo and Sam needed our help? We swore to protect them, and we were going to do that!
"Frodo's fate no longer rests in our hands," Aragorn said quietly.
"Then it was all in vain," Gimli said with exhasperation. "The Fellowship has failed."
I stepped up to stand next to Gimli. Inside my heart, I agreed with him. We did fail. We failed the fellowship, we failed Frodo, we failed Boromir, we failed the three other little ones, we failed Lord Elrond... we failed.
Aragorn stood, shaking his head. He walked down the embankment to stand in front of us and placed each of his hand on our shoulders. He solemnly looked at each of us in the eye, his compassionate eyes reassuring us. "Not as long as we remain true to each other. We will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment and death. Not while we have strength left." He turned to pick up his sword and sheath it. "Leave all that can be spared behind, we travel light. Let us hunt some orc."
Gimli and I looked at each other. Gimli's eyes shone with excitement, and I grinned at him. I turned back to Aragorn and nodded in agreement. It was true. We could not protect Frodo forever. Sam was with him, at least he had that much of a companion and protector. Merry and Pippin did not deserve to suffer at the hands of the orcs. They would not be able to escape themselves from foul beings so much bigger than them, and once the orcs find out they do not hold the ring, they will surely kill the halflings.
We all gripped our weapons and started running back into the woods, thrilled that we are able to hunt more game of orc. The orcs will pay for their deeds.
Do not worry, Merry, Pippin. We're coming.
THE END? Or not?
~ Well, the first book of the trilogy is done! I may go back and read the Two Towers and the Return of the King, but here, I followed more of the movie, so I would have to keep that consistent. You know what that means. I will not be able to follow up the story and finish this until December of 2003! Well, at least we have four more months until the Two Towers comes out. I hoped you all liked this! Until next time... I will be back.
Chapter 6: The Breaking of the Fellowhip
One by one the orcs fell to their deaths. That's right, die, all of you! The rest of the orcs started to run away from us. Yes, run like the cowards you are! Wait a minute... Aragorn! The little hobbits! Gimli and I started to run towards the direction we last saw Aragorn leave. Combing the area, it was difficult to find them in the vast woods. Gimli could barely keep up with me as my elven speed outpassed him. As much as I wanted Gimli close to me so we would not be separated, I was determined to find Aragorn, Boromir, and the hobbits.
I was relieved when I saw Aragorn, but I stopped when he was hunched over someone... Boromir. My heart fell when I saw the three arrow protruding out from Boromir's body, and they looked serious. I could feel my face fall as I watched the two men exchange words, and then Boromir breathed his last.
I could not tear my eyes from the sight. I could sense Gimli step up beside me, but I could not look at him. I could not look anywhere but at Boromir's body. I felt like joining Aragorn at Boromir's side and weep over him as well. Boromir died bravely and nobly, as he remained by the fellowship to the end. And even if he could not be trusted many times, he still pulled through until the end, and his original intentions were good.
Aragorn, Gimli, and I returned to the shore where we originally loaded off and hid our boats. We placed Boromir in one of the boats and directed him to the waterfall where he would be buried in the water. I bowed my head in respect and hoped that his spirit would find peace.
Looking up, I noticed we had one boat left, and my eyes widened. Frodo and Sam have gone off on their own. I grabbed one of the boats, pushing it into the water.
"Hurry!" I called to Aragorn and Gimli. "Frodo and Sam have reached the eastern shore!" If we were to catch up to them, we had to leave now. We could not leave Frodo and Sam to journey on alone. They needed our support and our help.
I didn't hear anyone following me. I didn't even hear any movement behind me, and that puzzled me. I turned to see Aragorn sitting on a stone, fixing buckles to a tree. Gimli just stood there between us. I looked at them with astonishment. What were they doing? Did they not know that Frodo and Sam had left? I then realized.
"You mean not to follow them," I said in disbelief. But, didn't they know that Frodo and Sam needed our help? We swore to protect them, and we were going to do that!
"Frodo's fate no longer rests in our hands," Aragorn said quietly.
"Then it was all in vain," Gimli said with exhasperation. "The Fellowship has failed."
I stepped up to stand next to Gimli. Inside my heart, I agreed with him. We did fail. We failed the fellowship, we failed Frodo, we failed Boromir, we failed the three other little ones, we failed Lord Elrond... we failed.
Aragorn stood, shaking his head. He walked down the embankment to stand in front of us and placed each of his hand on our shoulders. He solemnly looked at each of us in the eye, his compassionate eyes reassuring us. "Not as long as we remain true to each other. We will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment and death. Not while we have strength left." He turned to pick up his sword and sheath it. "Leave all that can be spared behind, we travel light. Let us hunt some orc."
Gimli and I looked at each other. Gimli's eyes shone with excitement, and I grinned at him. I turned back to Aragorn and nodded in agreement. It was true. We could not protect Frodo forever. Sam was with him, at least he had that much of a companion and protector. Merry and Pippin did not deserve to suffer at the hands of the orcs. They would not be able to escape themselves from foul beings so much bigger than them, and once the orcs find out they do not hold the ring, they will surely kill the halflings.
We all gripped our weapons and started running back into the woods, thrilled that we are able to hunt more game of orc. The orcs will pay for their deeds.
Do not worry, Merry, Pippin. We're coming.
THE END? Or not?
~ Well, the first book of the trilogy is done! I may go back and read the Two Towers and the Return of the King, but here, I followed more of the movie, so I would have to keep that consistent. You know what that means. I will not be able to follow up the story and finish this until December of 2003! Well, at least we have four more months until the Two Towers comes out. I hoped you all liked this! Until next time... I will be back.