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Oh yeah, she gots a sword too. Did I tell you that? Well she dos.
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Ademia remained by the river, nearly the whole day. A shout, from up where the Fellowship was, quickly turned her head. Running swiftly, and silently, she reached the camp. Kneeling down she grimaced. "Uruk-hai. Fresh."
Ademia turned and barely got her sword up before the Uruk-hai began to attack her. She knew where the dwarf had gone. And the other elf also. Aragorn had gone after the Ring-bearer. The two hobbits? With Boromir she believed. A horn sounded in the distance. Disentangling herself from the dead Uruk (that's what I'm gonna call them now. It's easier to write), she ran through the trees. Two hobbits were huddled, frightened, by the trees. She saw Boromir, she knew, as much as she hated him, he was going to die. The last step brought her behind a Uruk. Turning, it brought itself right into the path of her sword. She felled two more before they had recovered. An arrow, aimed at her throat zipped past her. She heard crashings behind her. Turning, a searing, white-hot pain stabbed her side. Right below her ribs. Stumbling she saw the Uruks grab the hobbits. Poison flew through her veins. Rendering her unconscious for a few moments. When she awoke, it was silent. Then a shape came through the woods. Going first to Boromir. Two more shapes followed. One, being Legolas. He turned directly to her. "Ademia? Ademia? Amin sinome." (I am here)
She blinked. His face, fuzzy at first, came into focus. "My...side. I cannot-"
Legolas shook his head. "Quiet. Don't try to move."
She obeyed, not only did she hurt to much to move, she wanted simply to sleep. Her eyes closed. Legolas took her arm. "Do not sleep."
She nodded. She felt him grab something. He gave it a pull and she yelped. "At least you still have some feeling in your side."
"I'd rather not, right now."
He pulled her up. "Walk it off. The poison will leave within a few minutes."
She stood, shakily. Soon her side began to have feeling again. She wished she hadn't. Her side throbbed, as if she had been used as target practice. Which, in a way, she had. In a way she wasn't anxious to think about. Had she begun to duck, she would be dead. With an arrow in her heart or throat. She'd seen people die that way. Her own eyes had seen them convulse and scream. It would be very painful. She almost laughed, earning herself an odd look, at least she was feeling all right.
Her mouth dropped open when she saw the shape laying at the base of the tree. She knew he was going to die, but knowing, and seeing your prediction come true, are two very different things. She would have willingly given up her own life for his. None should have to die. Not even snakes, such as Boromir was in her eyes.
"What are we to do?"
"Take a nap. Wait for the world to come to an end. Or go do something. Take your pick," Ademia said. Not very tolerently.
The dwarf glared at her. "We obviously go do something. I meant what something do we do?"
"Everything is something. Or nothing is something. Or nothing can be everything. It depends on your point of view."
"Elves," he scoffed.
Turning she winced. She had forgotten about the side. "Oh, ow."
"What about..." She had been about to say Boromir but she changed her mind. "The hobbits," she finished lamely.
"We must give Boromir a proper send off." (I've kinda forgotten the proper lines here, I've lost the book, and haven't seen the movie since it came out in December?)
"I will be back," Ademia said. She turned and ran through the forest. She saw the boat out in the middle of the river. Grabbing the one she used, she pushed it out into the river, following the hobbits.
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Hey, I ended at the end of the first book! I feel so luved. JK! Well, I'll stop babbling, but review.
Thanx Psyco101, Spock Lover. Maybe Angel. I think I've thanked the rest of my reviews? Well if I haven't THANX!
Oh yeah, she gots a sword too. Did I tell you that? Well she dos.
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Ademia remained by the river, nearly the whole day. A shout, from up where the Fellowship was, quickly turned her head. Running swiftly, and silently, she reached the camp. Kneeling down she grimaced. "Uruk-hai. Fresh."
Ademia turned and barely got her sword up before the Uruk-hai began to attack her. She knew where the dwarf had gone. And the other elf also. Aragorn had gone after the Ring-bearer. The two hobbits? With Boromir she believed. A horn sounded in the distance. Disentangling herself from the dead Uruk (that's what I'm gonna call them now. It's easier to write), she ran through the trees. Two hobbits were huddled, frightened, by the trees. She saw Boromir, she knew, as much as she hated him, he was going to die. The last step brought her behind a Uruk. Turning, it brought itself right into the path of her sword. She felled two more before they had recovered. An arrow, aimed at her throat zipped past her. She heard crashings behind her. Turning, a searing, white-hot pain stabbed her side. Right below her ribs. Stumbling she saw the Uruks grab the hobbits. Poison flew through her veins. Rendering her unconscious for a few moments. When she awoke, it was silent. Then a shape came through the woods. Going first to Boromir. Two more shapes followed. One, being Legolas. He turned directly to her. "Ademia? Ademia? Amin sinome." (I am here)
She blinked. His face, fuzzy at first, came into focus. "My...side. I cannot-"
Legolas shook his head. "Quiet. Don't try to move."
She obeyed, not only did she hurt to much to move, she wanted simply to sleep. Her eyes closed. Legolas took her arm. "Do not sleep."
She nodded. She felt him grab something. He gave it a pull and she yelped. "At least you still have some feeling in your side."
"I'd rather not, right now."
He pulled her up. "Walk it off. The poison will leave within a few minutes."
She stood, shakily. Soon her side began to have feeling again. She wished she hadn't. Her side throbbed, as if she had been used as target practice. Which, in a way, she had. In a way she wasn't anxious to think about. Had she begun to duck, she would be dead. With an arrow in her heart or throat. She'd seen people die that way. Her own eyes had seen them convulse and scream. It would be very painful. She almost laughed, earning herself an odd look, at least she was feeling all right.
Her mouth dropped open when she saw the shape laying at the base of the tree. She knew he was going to die, but knowing, and seeing your prediction come true, are two very different things. She would have willingly given up her own life for his. None should have to die. Not even snakes, such as Boromir was in her eyes.
"What are we to do?"
"Take a nap. Wait for the world to come to an end. Or go do something. Take your pick," Ademia said. Not very tolerently.
The dwarf glared at her. "We obviously go do something. I meant what something do we do?"
"Everything is something. Or nothing is something. Or nothing can be everything. It depends on your point of view."
"Elves," he scoffed.
Turning she winced. She had forgotten about the side. "Oh, ow."
"What about..." She had been about to say Boromir but she changed her mind. "The hobbits," she finished lamely.
"We must give Boromir a proper send off." (I've kinda forgotten the proper lines here, I've lost the book, and haven't seen the movie since it came out in December?)
"I will be back," Ademia said. She turned and ran through the forest. She saw the boat out in the middle of the river. Grabbing the one she used, she pushed it out into the river, following the hobbits.
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Hey, I ended at the end of the first book! I feel so luved. JK! Well, I'll stop babbling, but review.
Thanx Psyco101, Spock Lover. Maybe Angel. I think I've thanked the rest of my reviews? Well if I haven't THANX!