THE DAYSTAR
BY: GABRIELLA THE FAIR
Chapter 26
MASTERS CALL
"What was she like, how would you explain her?" With a faraway smile, he looked up to the sky and answered, "She was the Daystar, lighting up the day during our darkest hour, warming the earth with her love." "She is as clear as the moon, as fair as the sun, and as glorious as an army under one banner"
To most she was a loving friend, her fairness lighting up the world, no matter what the weather. To some a companion, and one a lover and dream. Yet, many feared her dignity in her footsteps, power in her stride, and authority in her eyes. This is her story.
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"Lady Raquel, wake up. Please."
"Ah, what is it?" Raquel raised her head. A hand was on her shoulder, shaking her gently, It was still dark out, or at least it seemed, but when she looked around, it was just a heavy fog. Pippin" stood above her.
"I'm really sorry to wake you up, but we're deciding what we're going to do." she nodded and got out of the boat, stretching her cramped muscles. In a little circle sat the everyone else. Raquel took a seat on the ground, spotting a little tree. It was a new little sapling, the first one Raquel had seen in awhile, though she noticed it was dying. It's little leaves wilted.
"What are we going to do? The Orcs are on the eastern shore, and the Rapids in front of us." Boromir said, "We cannot get the boats through the Rapids, so what is our course?"
Raquel looked around the circle, Frodo's head was hung in weariness and Sam sat next to him coaxing him to stay up for awhile longer. Pippin sat by Aragorn, looking at their surroundings. Raquel noted how more independent he had become, detaching himself more from Merry and seeming as if he grew up more.
"We can do nothing unless this fog lifts, if we mean to try the Rapids." Sam said, looking up from Frodo.
They started to talk, but Raquel's attention kept turning to the sapling. She stared at it, thinking of how big and strong it would be when it gets fully grown, if it doesn't die first.
"Raquel.Raquel!" Aragorn said her name, trying to get her attention, but not even that seemed to work.
"Gilwen Menelanna!" he said in Elvish, but stopped, half surprised by his own words. She turned to him,
"That should not have been spoken out of Lorien, Estel." she said, staring at him. He took a breath and started to speak.
"What do you say if we look for a path to carry our boats by, then use the River again." he asked, but her eyes shifted again.
"I do not care what way you find to get away from this place, just tell me if you need my assistance." she turned again turned to the sapling. She crawled to it and placed a hand on it. They decided that Aragorn and Legolas would look for a path.
"We will be back in awhile Raquel." Legolas stood above her but turned away, thinking she wasn't listening.
without looking at him. She closed her eyes, a silvery light flowing from her hands and onto the sapling.
"Raquel what are you...?" Frodo said, turning to see her, but Aragorn laid a hand on him. "Be quiet Frodo."
The Company gathered around and watched as the tree glowed a pale silver. Its once brown and dry leaves turned a fresh green, and the bark hardened into a dark brown. The sapling picked itself up, standing majestically. The light faded from her hands, though the tree's veins brightly shimmered. She got up. The Fellowship watched her in wonder.
"What is this witchcraft that you possess?" Borormir whispered in horror.
"I possess nothing of the sort, Boromir, it is called the gift of healing." she turned to Legolas.
"Come back safely, Legolas." she said. "And you too, Estel."
They nodded and she turned walked away. They left a few minutes after that.
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"They are back!"
"Did you find the path?" Boromir asked as Aragorn followed Legolas down the slope. Raquel got up from her spot and joined Pippin.
"Yes, we did, and I am afraid the hardest thing will be to get the boats and baggage to the other side." Aragorn said, joining them back on the ground.
"This will not be easy, even if all of us were Men." He glanced at Raquel.
"Yet, even though we are not all that, we will try. Do not doubt that of which is uncommon to you." Aragorn said in a light voice.
Indeed the task did prove to be difficult. The boats were light, though it took much strength to haul the boats through the rugged land. Aragorn and Boromir carried the boats, and Raquel helped them, carrying that and twice her own baggage. They finally were finished and stopped to take a break.
The afternoon was dying away and the hearts of the Company were weary and sad. Even Gimli was tired, his head falling wearily to his chest.
"Let us rest now, for there will not be much opportunity for that later. We will begin tomorrow at dawn. One on watch, rotating every three hours."
"I will watch first." Raquel volunteered, though Aragorn and Legolas shot each other a quick glance.
"No, I will, though I will wake you up if you'd like, Raquel." Merry said. He had been different around Raquel since the night she had blessed them.
"No that's ok, Merry, you can wake me up instead." Pippin said.
"And then I will get up." Legolas said before Raquel could say anything.
"And then me." Sam said, noticing the strange looks Legolas gave him. Raquel noticed also. "Well that takes care of most of the night, wake me up if you need anything." Aragorn threw himself down upon his blanket, the others going to sleep.
Nothing happened that night, though Raquel noticed after each shift, that she was not being woken. When Sam's turn came she got up.
"Why did you not wake me?" she asked him.
"Uhhh." he shifted uncomfortably, "Legolas told us not to."
"Hmm." she said thoughtfully, looking over to the sleeping Elf. "I will just have to talk to him in the morning about that, good night Sam, thank you." she flashed him a smile, trying to relieve him from all his squirming.
"Wait Raquel!" Sam said, turning to her, his eyes wide, "Please don't be mad at Legolas, he really does love you."
She stopped and stared, not knowing what to do or say, but she found her voice and turned, "Yes, I know Sam, I am not mad at him." she smiled again at him, this time, really smiling.
"Good, because you two need each other." Sam said as she turned and left, glancing again at the sleeping Elf.
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The night passed quietly, only a slight drizzle of rain came in about an hour before dawn. They started as Aragorn had said at dawn. They passed in the boats until about mid-morning, when the sky grew darker and it began to rain heavily. Raquel instructed them on how to draw the skin covers over the boats. The rain did not last long, and the sky cleared.
"Behold, Argonath, the Pillars of the Kings!" Aragorn said as the Company approached two huge pinnacles of rocks. They formed a straight line, paddling in the middle. They soon reached the rocks, There were two enormous statues of Men in armor flanking the river, their left hands outstretched in a gesture of warding. They towered above the boats, the feet seeming to be as big as a house. Raquel noticed one thing to others did not, though. The faces of the statues, behind all the filth and weathering, were grim, yet majestic and powerful. A shiver went up her spine as she bowed her head in respect.
"Frodo. The Aragornath. Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old, my kin." Aragorn to bowed his head in respect.
The company went past them and into a lake, where they found an old moorage and beach their boats.
"We will stay here today and cross at nightfall, hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north." Aragorn picked up his bag and laid it on the ground.
"Oh? Just a simple matter of finding our way across Emyn Muil, an impassable labyrinth ofrazor-sharp rocks! And then it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshlands as far as the eye can see!" Gimli put down the tinderbox.
"That is our road, sir dwarf. Perhaps you should take some rest, and recover your strength." Aragorn turned back to the boat to unload more of their belongings.
"Recover my...!" Gimli stuttered. Raquel sat and watched. A strange feeling was growing inside of her, something that would not be good. She did not like these feelings and decided it best to go and figure them out.
"I am leaving." she said softly, but no one heard her voice, for Gimli could be heard talking to Merry and Pippin.
"Recover my strength! Pay no heed to that, young hobbits." he grumbled, taking the firewood Merry handed him.
She sighed and left, finding all the more reason to seek some quiet.
"We should leave now." Legolas went to Aragorn.
"No. Orcs patrol the eastern shore. We must wait for the cover of darkness."
"It is not the eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat has been growing in my mind. Something draws near, I can feel it."
"Where is Frodo?" Merry asked, looking around.
Aragorn looked around and realized Boromir was also missing.
"Where is Raquel?" Legolas asked, noticing she was gone.
"I think she has heard the threat, though she heard it more loudly then you did, Legolas." Aragorn said, running off into the woods.
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Raquel wandered aimlessly through the woods, her thought driving her legs to move.
"Why do I move?" she wondered to herself, sitting down on a rock. She closed her eyes and lost herself to thought, letting it take over even her sense of reality.
"None of us should wander alone, you least of all. So much depends on you. Frodo?"
Raquel opened her eyes to find herself listening to Boromir talking. She got up and followed his voice.
"I know why you seek solitude. You suffer, I see it day by day. Be sure you do not suffer needlessly. There are other ways, Frodo, other paths we might take."
Raquel found them, Frodo and Boromir. Boromir held a pile of sticks in his hands. Raquel's thoughts went crazy. She did not like the tone of his voice, but stayed hidden behind the tree.
"I know what you would say, and it would sound like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart." Frodo said, backing away from Boromir, slightly. Galadriel's words echoed in Raquel's mind.
"Warning? Against what? They are all afraid, but to let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have... Don't you see? It's madness." Boromir's eyes cast a subtle fire in Frodo's direction. Raquel reached for her bow.
"There is no other way." Frodo said, taking a step back.
"Why do you recoil? I am no thief." Boromir reached a hand out to him, but Frodo moved back again, his eyes huge with fear.
"You are not yourself!" Frodo said, moving back another step.
"I ask only for the strength to defend my people!" Boromir threw down his pile of sticks, and again reached out to Frodo, "If you would but lend me the ring."
"No!" Frodo cried, turning and leaving, walking slowly up the hill.
"What chance do you think you have? They will find you, they will take the ring, and you will beg for death before the end!" Boromir followed him, and Frodo began to run, but Boromir easily overcame him, tackling him to the ground "It is not yours save by a happenstance. It could have been mine. It should have been mine! Give it to me!"
"No!"
Raquel rushed out, grabbing one of her knives. She ran to them and threw the knife, it landed only inches away from Boromir's head. She grabbed him by the shirt with one hand and threw him off Frodo. He slid on the ground next to her.
"If you want to fight anyone, fight me Boromir!" she screamed. He got up and ran at her, but she took the blunt end of her knife and jabbed him in the stomach.
"Run, Frodo!" she said, he put on the ring and ran.
Boromir again came for her, swinging at her with his fist, but she ducked and kicked him in the shin, punched him and threw him on the ground before running and grabbing her other knife, following in the direction she had heard Frodo leave.
"I see your mind! Both of your minds. You are working together! You would take the ring to Sauron! You will betray us! You go to your death, and the death of us all! Curse you! Curse you both! Curse to all you halflings and Elves!"
Boromir fell, and recovered himself.
"Frodo? Raquel? What have I done? Frodo, Raquel, I'm sorry!" he screamed and Raquel heard, but did not stop running.
"Frodo, where are you?" she yelled, running. She looked frantically about. "Take off the Ring!" She heard a plunk and a gasp.
"Frodo!" she said, running to him, he jumped up.
"Raquel, Frodo?" Aragorn looked at them, but Frodo backed up from both of them.
"It has taken Boromir." he said, breathing heavily.
"Where is the Ring?" Aragorn asked, his eyes flashing.
Frodo backed up from both of them, "Stay away!"
"Frodo.I would never." Raquel frowned sadly, reaching out her hand.
"I swore to protect you, we both did Frodo." Aragorn said.
"Could either of you protect me from yourself. Would you destroy it?" Frodo held out his hand to them, the Ring in his palm. It called out to Raquel, sweetly saying her name, beckoning to her. Aristotle lit up.
Raquel reached out a shaky hand, and Aragorn placed his hand on Frodo's closing his fingers around the Ring, Raquel placed her hand on top of his.
"I would have gone with you to the end, into the very fires of Mordor." he whispered. "Yes, so would I. My life was yours."
"I know" Frodo looked at both of them, "Take care of the others. Especially Sam, he will not understand."
Raquel nodded, but her eyes stared at Sting. She stepped back and drew Sunstone.
"Go Frodo, run!" Aragorn said, doing the same as the Elf.
Frodo looked down to Sting, which glowed an icy blue.
"Run, Frodo, run!" Raquel said, giving him a little push. He turned, looking back only once, before going.
"Raquel, follow him, make sure he makes it safely!" Aragorn said, and turned to the oncoming orcs without waiting for an answer. She turned and ran.
"Find the Halflings! Find the she-elf!" one Orc screamed behind her.
She ran through the woods, dodging trees and tracking Frodo, he hid behind a tree as some Orcs ran by. She heard a soft call.
"Here, Frodo, hide here!" Pippin called from his spot in the bushes. Frodo shook his head. "What's he doing?" Pippin asked Merry.
"He's leaving." Merry said, staring at Frodo.
"No, Frodo!" Pippin jumped from his hiding place, and Raquel grabbed him.
"Do you want to get us all killed?" she said, though the Orcs spotted them.
"Run, Frodo, Go!" she yelled and he got up and ran again.
Merry waved his arms in the air.
"Hey, you, over here, this way!" he said, the Orcs ran to them.
The hobbits ran, and Raquel made her way to the boats.
"It's working!" Pippin yelled.
"I know it's working, run!" Merry said.
Raquel found Frodo standing by the boats, a tear running down his cheek.
"Go, Frodo." she said, though he did not look at her.
"No, I will be fine, you go Raquel." he turned, "Tell everyone that I am sorry."
"You have no reason to be, you will fight and win, then return to us." she came and laid a hand on his shoulder, "You will not fail."
"How can you be so sure, Raquel? I am just a Hobbit!" he said, frustration shaking his voice. She turned to look him in the face.
"Frodo, I can be sure of nothing, but you were called to this journey, we both were. It is our fate. You cannot ignore more than you can ignore that ring that sits in the palm of your hand." she looked down to find the Ring in his palm, "You will fight, and you will win Frodo."
"That is what I am afraid of." he said.
"Then you are afraid of the future, Frodo. Do not fear it! If anything, it is the present you should fear, for it controls the future and can change the effects of the past. Go." she said. He turned to her and gave her a bittersweet smile.
"I will not worry about you, Legolas and Strider will look after you." She gave him a kiss on the head before getting up. She slipped something in his hand.
"Take this, and when you see it, think of me." she whispered. Frodo looked down. In his palm sat a tiny, little bottle. It was a soft, clear green colour, but the liquid inside was silver. He turned it and watched as the silver turned into a green and blue. It continued to change colours.
"Thank you Raquel, but what is it?" he asked.
"Look! It is called Silver Rain" she took the bottle and opened it, pouring a drop in her palm. She did the same as she had done with Legolas the night she had lamented Gandalf, except this time, she did not whisper to it.
"So this is the same thing." Frodo said as he watched the silver fall down, landing soundlessly at his feet.
"Yes, it is."
"Then why did you whisper to it before?"
"It is a secret only the Elves of Lorien may know, but, if you must know, I already spoke the word to the water." She gave him back the bottle and he took it, putting it on his necklace. On the lid was a little loop so it would be hung. "When you win, when you destroy the Ring, pour all of it in your hand and throw it up, then I will know that we have won. Will you do this?"
"Yes, I will."
"Good, then I will see you then. Good bye Frodo, until we meet again." she took his hand.
"And if we don't?" he asked.
"We will." she said sternly. She again got up and made her way into the trees, disappearing from Frodo's view.
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Raquel ran again to the last place she had seen Pippin and Merry. A horn blew.
"Boromir!"
She leapt after the sound, arriving with Sunstone drawn. Boromir stood with Merry and Pippin behind him. He blew the horn again. An Orc came and he slew it. One ran from the side, but fell down from one of Raquel's arrows. She joined them, killing several Orcs in the process.
"Merry, Pippin, stay behind me!" She said, drawing Sunstone again. They stood nervously behind her, shaking. A Orc appeared on the slope with a bow. It drew an arrow and shot it, hitting Boromir.
"Boromir, no!" Raquel turned in horror, her hesitation rewarding her with a slash across the arm. She turned! and killed the Orc and Boromir stumbled up and fought some more, but again got shot.
"No, stop it!" she yelled, reaching for her bow, but got slashed again. It hit Boromir again, and he fell to his knees. The hobbits watched as Boromir dropped his sword. They hesitatedand drew their swords, screaming and running for the Orcs, but they only picked them up and carried them off.
"No!" Raquel screamed, a fire appearing in her eyes. Ten Orcs surrounded her, circling her. She looked at each of them, a white light flashing on her. She closed her eyes and shouted in an ancient tongue, all the Orcs around her dropped dead. She dropped to her knees, but looked up to find the Uruk-hai with its bow above her.
"Come, she-elf, come. My Master calls. He wishes to see you." he said, his voice striking anger in Raquel.
He reached for her neck but she took a knife and stuck it through his hand. He screamed in pain and drew his bow and shot her in the shoulder. She fell down with a cry of pain and did not move.
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That was really long! nine pages by my word thing a jig. Sorry, the ending was kinda fast and messed up, but u've all seen the movie and understand it, right? Its kinda hard to explain that last scene. Anywho, ill probably finish up the book in the next chapter, so I need to know if you think I should cut it off there. It WOULD make for an annoying ending, anyways, u review, I write! lol. thanx to Elena, for reviewin ! Also, sorry for the delay in updating, I went camping with my youth group at church from Friday to Sunday and I just got around to updatin! sry, im tryin really hard, but school is my prob right now! Well, I got to go and like do some stuffs, so ya'll chill while im gone! ill cya latta! *~*~*Gabi*~*~*
"What was she like, how would you explain her?" With a faraway smile, he looked up to the sky and answered, "She was the Daystar, lighting up the day during our darkest hour, warming the earth with her love." "She is as clear as the moon, as fair as the sun, and as glorious as an army under one banner"
To most she was a loving friend, her fairness lighting up the world, no matter what the weather. To some a companion, and one a lover and dream. Yet, many feared her dignity in her footsteps, power in her stride, and authority in her eyes. This is her story.
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"Lady Raquel, wake up. Please."
"Ah, what is it?" Raquel raised her head. A hand was on her shoulder, shaking her gently, It was still dark out, or at least it seemed, but when she looked around, it was just a heavy fog. Pippin" stood above her.
"I'm really sorry to wake you up, but we're deciding what we're going to do." she nodded and got out of the boat, stretching her cramped muscles. In a little circle sat the everyone else. Raquel took a seat on the ground, spotting a little tree. It was a new little sapling, the first one Raquel had seen in awhile, though she noticed it was dying. It's little leaves wilted.
"What are we going to do? The Orcs are on the eastern shore, and the Rapids in front of us." Boromir said, "We cannot get the boats through the Rapids, so what is our course?"
Raquel looked around the circle, Frodo's head was hung in weariness and Sam sat next to him coaxing him to stay up for awhile longer. Pippin sat by Aragorn, looking at their surroundings. Raquel noted how more independent he had become, detaching himself more from Merry and seeming as if he grew up more.
"We can do nothing unless this fog lifts, if we mean to try the Rapids." Sam said, looking up from Frodo.
They started to talk, but Raquel's attention kept turning to the sapling. She stared at it, thinking of how big and strong it would be when it gets fully grown, if it doesn't die first.
"Raquel.Raquel!" Aragorn said her name, trying to get her attention, but not even that seemed to work.
"Gilwen Menelanna!" he said in Elvish, but stopped, half surprised by his own words. She turned to him,
"That should not have been spoken out of Lorien, Estel." she said, staring at him. He took a breath and started to speak.
"What do you say if we look for a path to carry our boats by, then use the River again." he asked, but her eyes shifted again.
"I do not care what way you find to get away from this place, just tell me if you need my assistance." she turned again turned to the sapling. She crawled to it and placed a hand on it. They decided that Aragorn and Legolas would look for a path.
"We will be back in awhile Raquel." Legolas stood above her but turned away, thinking she wasn't listening.
without looking at him. She closed her eyes, a silvery light flowing from her hands and onto the sapling.
"Raquel what are you...?" Frodo said, turning to see her, but Aragorn laid a hand on him. "Be quiet Frodo."
The Company gathered around and watched as the tree glowed a pale silver. Its once brown and dry leaves turned a fresh green, and the bark hardened into a dark brown. The sapling picked itself up, standing majestically. The light faded from her hands, though the tree's veins brightly shimmered. She got up. The Fellowship watched her in wonder.
"What is this witchcraft that you possess?" Borormir whispered in horror.
"I possess nothing of the sort, Boromir, it is called the gift of healing." she turned to Legolas.
"Come back safely, Legolas." she said. "And you too, Estel."
They nodded and she turned walked away. They left a few minutes after that.
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"They are back!"
"Did you find the path?" Boromir asked as Aragorn followed Legolas down the slope. Raquel got up from her spot and joined Pippin.
"Yes, we did, and I am afraid the hardest thing will be to get the boats and baggage to the other side." Aragorn said, joining them back on the ground.
"This will not be easy, even if all of us were Men." He glanced at Raquel.
"Yet, even though we are not all that, we will try. Do not doubt that of which is uncommon to you." Aragorn said in a light voice.
Indeed the task did prove to be difficult. The boats were light, though it took much strength to haul the boats through the rugged land. Aragorn and Boromir carried the boats, and Raquel helped them, carrying that and twice her own baggage. They finally were finished and stopped to take a break.
The afternoon was dying away and the hearts of the Company were weary and sad. Even Gimli was tired, his head falling wearily to his chest.
"Let us rest now, for there will not be much opportunity for that later. We will begin tomorrow at dawn. One on watch, rotating every three hours."
"I will watch first." Raquel volunteered, though Aragorn and Legolas shot each other a quick glance.
"No, I will, though I will wake you up if you'd like, Raquel." Merry said. He had been different around Raquel since the night she had blessed them.
"No that's ok, Merry, you can wake me up instead." Pippin said.
"And then I will get up." Legolas said before Raquel could say anything.
"And then me." Sam said, noticing the strange looks Legolas gave him. Raquel noticed also. "Well that takes care of most of the night, wake me up if you need anything." Aragorn threw himself down upon his blanket, the others going to sleep.
Nothing happened that night, though Raquel noticed after each shift, that she was not being woken. When Sam's turn came she got up.
"Why did you not wake me?" she asked him.
"Uhhh." he shifted uncomfortably, "Legolas told us not to."
"Hmm." she said thoughtfully, looking over to the sleeping Elf. "I will just have to talk to him in the morning about that, good night Sam, thank you." she flashed him a smile, trying to relieve him from all his squirming.
"Wait Raquel!" Sam said, turning to her, his eyes wide, "Please don't be mad at Legolas, he really does love you."
She stopped and stared, not knowing what to do or say, but she found her voice and turned, "Yes, I know Sam, I am not mad at him." she smiled again at him, this time, really smiling.
"Good, because you two need each other." Sam said as she turned and left, glancing again at the sleeping Elf.
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The night passed quietly, only a slight drizzle of rain came in about an hour before dawn. They started as Aragorn had said at dawn. They passed in the boats until about mid-morning, when the sky grew darker and it began to rain heavily. Raquel instructed them on how to draw the skin covers over the boats. The rain did not last long, and the sky cleared.
"Behold, Argonath, the Pillars of the Kings!" Aragorn said as the Company approached two huge pinnacles of rocks. They formed a straight line, paddling in the middle. They soon reached the rocks, There were two enormous statues of Men in armor flanking the river, their left hands outstretched in a gesture of warding. They towered above the boats, the feet seeming to be as big as a house. Raquel noticed one thing to others did not, though. The faces of the statues, behind all the filth and weathering, were grim, yet majestic and powerful. A shiver went up her spine as she bowed her head in respect.
"Frodo. The Aragornath. Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old, my kin." Aragorn to bowed his head in respect.
The company went past them and into a lake, where they found an old moorage and beach their boats.
"We will stay here today and cross at nightfall, hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north." Aragorn picked up his bag and laid it on the ground.
"Oh? Just a simple matter of finding our way across Emyn Muil, an impassable labyrinth ofrazor-sharp rocks! And then it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshlands as far as the eye can see!" Gimli put down the tinderbox.
"That is our road, sir dwarf. Perhaps you should take some rest, and recover your strength." Aragorn turned back to the boat to unload more of their belongings.
"Recover my...!" Gimli stuttered. Raquel sat and watched. A strange feeling was growing inside of her, something that would not be good. She did not like these feelings and decided it best to go and figure them out.
"I am leaving." she said softly, but no one heard her voice, for Gimli could be heard talking to Merry and Pippin.
"Recover my strength! Pay no heed to that, young hobbits." he grumbled, taking the firewood Merry handed him.
She sighed and left, finding all the more reason to seek some quiet.
"We should leave now." Legolas went to Aragorn.
"No. Orcs patrol the eastern shore. We must wait for the cover of darkness."
"It is not the eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat has been growing in my mind. Something draws near, I can feel it."
"Where is Frodo?" Merry asked, looking around.
Aragorn looked around and realized Boromir was also missing.
"Where is Raquel?" Legolas asked, noticing she was gone.
"I think she has heard the threat, though she heard it more loudly then you did, Legolas." Aragorn said, running off into the woods.
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Raquel wandered aimlessly through the woods, her thought driving her legs to move.
"Why do I move?" she wondered to herself, sitting down on a rock. She closed her eyes and lost herself to thought, letting it take over even her sense of reality.
"None of us should wander alone, you least of all. So much depends on you. Frodo?"
Raquel opened her eyes to find herself listening to Boromir talking. She got up and followed his voice.
"I know why you seek solitude. You suffer, I see it day by day. Be sure you do not suffer needlessly. There are other ways, Frodo, other paths we might take."
Raquel found them, Frodo and Boromir. Boromir held a pile of sticks in his hands. Raquel's thoughts went crazy. She did not like the tone of his voice, but stayed hidden behind the tree.
"I know what you would say, and it would sound like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart." Frodo said, backing away from Boromir, slightly. Galadriel's words echoed in Raquel's mind.
"Warning? Against what? They are all afraid, but to let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have... Don't you see? It's madness." Boromir's eyes cast a subtle fire in Frodo's direction. Raquel reached for her bow.
"There is no other way." Frodo said, taking a step back.
"Why do you recoil? I am no thief." Boromir reached a hand out to him, but Frodo moved back again, his eyes huge with fear.
"You are not yourself!" Frodo said, moving back another step.
"I ask only for the strength to defend my people!" Boromir threw down his pile of sticks, and again reached out to Frodo, "If you would but lend me the ring."
"No!" Frodo cried, turning and leaving, walking slowly up the hill.
"What chance do you think you have? They will find you, they will take the ring, and you will beg for death before the end!" Boromir followed him, and Frodo began to run, but Boromir easily overcame him, tackling him to the ground "It is not yours save by a happenstance. It could have been mine. It should have been mine! Give it to me!"
"No!"
Raquel rushed out, grabbing one of her knives. She ran to them and threw the knife, it landed only inches away from Boromir's head. She grabbed him by the shirt with one hand and threw him off Frodo. He slid on the ground next to her.
"If you want to fight anyone, fight me Boromir!" she screamed. He got up and ran at her, but she took the blunt end of her knife and jabbed him in the stomach.
"Run, Frodo!" she said, he put on the ring and ran.
Boromir again came for her, swinging at her with his fist, but she ducked and kicked him in the shin, punched him and threw him on the ground before running and grabbing her other knife, following in the direction she had heard Frodo leave.
"I see your mind! Both of your minds. You are working together! You would take the ring to Sauron! You will betray us! You go to your death, and the death of us all! Curse you! Curse you both! Curse to all you halflings and Elves!"
Boromir fell, and recovered himself.
"Frodo? Raquel? What have I done? Frodo, Raquel, I'm sorry!" he screamed and Raquel heard, but did not stop running.
"Frodo, where are you?" she yelled, running. She looked frantically about. "Take off the Ring!" She heard a plunk and a gasp.
"Frodo!" she said, running to him, he jumped up.
"Raquel, Frodo?" Aragorn looked at them, but Frodo backed up from both of them.
"It has taken Boromir." he said, breathing heavily.
"Where is the Ring?" Aragorn asked, his eyes flashing.
Frodo backed up from both of them, "Stay away!"
"Frodo.I would never." Raquel frowned sadly, reaching out her hand.
"I swore to protect you, we both did Frodo." Aragorn said.
"Could either of you protect me from yourself. Would you destroy it?" Frodo held out his hand to them, the Ring in his palm. It called out to Raquel, sweetly saying her name, beckoning to her. Aristotle lit up.
Raquel reached out a shaky hand, and Aragorn placed his hand on Frodo's closing his fingers around the Ring, Raquel placed her hand on top of his.
"I would have gone with you to the end, into the very fires of Mordor." he whispered. "Yes, so would I. My life was yours."
"I know" Frodo looked at both of them, "Take care of the others. Especially Sam, he will not understand."
Raquel nodded, but her eyes stared at Sting. She stepped back and drew Sunstone.
"Go Frodo, run!" Aragorn said, doing the same as the Elf.
Frodo looked down to Sting, which glowed an icy blue.
"Run, Frodo, run!" Raquel said, giving him a little push. He turned, looking back only once, before going.
"Raquel, follow him, make sure he makes it safely!" Aragorn said, and turned to the oncoming orcs without waiting for an answer. She turned and ran.
"Find the Halflings! Find the she-elf!" one Orc screamed behind her.
She ran through the woods, dodging trees and tracking Frodo, he hid behind a tree as some Orcs ran by. She heard a soft call.
"Here, Frodo, hide here!" Pippin called from his spot in the bushes. Frodo shook his head. "What's he doing?" Pippin asked Merry.
"He's leaving." Merry said, staring at Frodo.
"No, Frodo!" Pippin jumped from his hiding place, and Raquel grabbed him.
"Do you want to get us all killed?" she said, though the Orcs spotted them.
"Run, Frodo, Go!" she yelled and he got up and ran again.
Merry waved his arms in the air.
"Hey, you, over here, this way!" he said, the Orcs ran to them.
The hobbits ran, and Raquel made her way to the boats.
"It's working!" Pippin yelled.
"I know it's working, run!" Merry said.
Raquel found Frodo standing by the boats, a tear running down his cheek.
"Go, Frodo." she said, though he did not look at her.
"No, I will be fine, you go Raquel." he turned, "Tell everyone that I am sorry."
"You have no reason to be, you will fight and win, then return to us." she came and laid a hand on his shoulder, "You will not fail."
"How can you be so sure, Raquel? I am just a Hobbit!" he said, frustration shaking his voice. She turned to look him in the face.
"Frodo, I can be sure of nothing, but you were called to this journey, we both were. It is our fate. You cannot ignore more than you can ignore that ring that sits in the palm of your hand." she looked down to find the Ring in his palm, "You will fight, and you will win Frodo."
"That is what I am afraid of." he said.
"Then you are afraid of the future, Frodo. Do not fear it! If anything, it is the present you should fear, for it controls the future and can change the effects of the past. Go." she said. He turned to her and gave her a bittersweet smile.
"I will not worry about you, Legolas and Strider will look after you." She gave him a kiss on the head before getting up. She slipped something in his hand.
"Take this, and when you see it, think of me." she whispered. Frodo looked down. In his palm sat a tiny, little bottle. It was a soft, clear green colour, but the liquid inside was silver. He turned it and watched as the silver turned into a green and blue. It continued to change colours.
"Thank you Raquel, but what is it?" he asked.
"Look! It is called Silver Rain" she took the bottle and opened it, pouring a drop in her palm. She did the same as she had done with Legolas the night she had lamented Gandalf, except this time, she did not whisper to it.
"So this is the same thing." Frodo said as he watched the silver fall down, landing soundlessly at his feet.
"Yes, it is."
"Then why did you whisper to it before?"
"It is a secret only the Elves of Lorien may know, but, if you must know, I already spoke the word to the water." She gave him back the bottle and he took it, putting it on his necklace. On the lid was a little loop so it would be hung. "When you win, when you destroy the Ring, pour all of it in your hand and throw it up, then I will know that we have won. Will you do this?"
"Yes, I will."
"Good, then I will see you then. Good bye Frodo, until we meet again." she took his hand.
"And if we don't?" he asked.
"We will." she said sternly. She again got up and made her way into the trees, disappearing from Frodo's view.
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Raquel ran again to the last place she had seen Pippin and Merry. A horn blew.
"Boromir!"
She leapt after the sound, arriving with Sunstone drawn. Boromir stood with Merry and Pippin behind him. He blew the horn again. An Orc came and he slew it. One ran from the side, but fell down from one of Raquel's arrows. She joined them, killing several Orcs in the process.
"Merry, Pippin, stay behind me!" She said, drawing Sunstone again. They stood nervously behind her, shaking. A Orc appeared on the slope with a bow. It drew an arrow and shot it, hitting Boromir.
"Boromir, no!" Raquel turned in horror, her hesitation rewarding her with a slash across the arm. She turned! and killed the Orc and Boromir stumbled up and fought some more, but again got shot.
"No, stop it!" she yelled, reaching for her bow, but got slashed again. It hit Boromir again, and he fell to his knees. The hobbits watched as Boromir dropped his sword. They hesitatedand drew their swords, screaming and running for the Orcs, but they only picked them up and carried them off.
"No!" Raquel screamed, a fire appearing in her eyes. Ten Orcs surrounded her, circling her. She looked at each of them, a white light flashing on her. She closed her eyes and shouted in an ancient tongue, all the Orcs around her dropped dead. She dropped to her knees, but looked up to find the Uruk-hai with its bow above her.
"Come, she-elf, come. My Master calls. He wishes to see you." he said, his voice striking anger in Raquel.
He reached for her neck but she took a knife and stuck it through his hand. He screamed in pain and drew his bow and shot her in the shoulder. She fell down with a cry of pain and did not move.
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That was really long! nine pages by my word thing a jig. Sorry, the ending was kinda fast and messed up, but u've all seen the movie and understand it, right? Its kinda hard to explain that last scene. Anywho, ill probably finish up the book in the next chapter, so I need to know if you think I should cut it off there. It WOULD make for an annoying ending, anyways, u review, I write! lol. thanx to Elena, for reviewin ! Also, sorry for the delay in updating, I went camping with my youth group at church from Friday to Sunday and I just got around to updatin! sry, im tryin really hard, but school is my prob right now! Well, I got to go and like do some stuffs, so ya'll chill while im gone! ill cya latta! *~*~*Gabi*~*~*