Chapter 3: The Black Riders
I was asleep for some time, when I woke up. I looked over at the fire and I saw two people. They seemed to be talking quietly. I thought to myself as my eyes adjusted. When I took a good look at whom it was, I saw Frodo and Aragorn talking. I listened closely to what they were saying. "So Strider, where are we going?" Frodo asked curiously. "First place we are heading is to Rivendell. That's where we will decide on where the ring goes." "That's the place were that girl is from isn't it?" "Yes, that is correct. She is an Elf. She has traveled far to be here, when she should have stayed where she was." Strider said looking down worried. "Why? What's wrong with her coming?" "Nothing. I just don't want to see her get hurt. She's to special to get hurt." He said. "Why's that?" Frodo asked sitting back. " Because, she has a power. A Power no other Elf has. She has the power of grace. And she can't get hurt if her race is to live on. And I love her to much for that to happen." I realized now would be a good time to speak up. "I'm not going to get hurt Aragorn. I promise you that." Frodo jumped and fell out of his chair. Then they both looked at me shocked and scared. "I'm not." "How long have you been listening in?" Frodo asked me standing up. I jumped down from the bed. "Ever since you asked where we were going." Strider just looked at me then shook his head. "What?" "Nothing." He said looking up at the fire. "Aren't you supposed to be kind or something and WARN people?" Frodo asked me. I gave a little giggle. Frodo looked away mad. "Some things up. I have a feeling." There was a loud scream outside I rushed to the window followed by Strider and Frodo. We looked out the window, but we couldn't see anything. I looked over at the building across the street and saw 4 black-coated men. "Look over there." I whispered to them. They looked at the building. The 4 black riders went inside and in a few minutes there were high-pitched screams. The 3 other hobbits jumped up. "Shush." I told them. We watched the black riders leave. "What were those freaky thing?" Frodo asked looking up at me. "They were men." Aragorn said. "Men, Great men, king to be exact." I throw in. "Huh what do you guys mean?" Sam said walking over followed by Pippin and Merry. "I'll explain." Aragorn said. "They were men, Great kings. There were rings made and given to them. But slowly each of them fell to darkness." " Or to make it easy they are called black riders. And just as I feared they are looking for the ring you carry. We must hurry and get you in the safety of Rivendell." I said looking at him then at Aragorn. He looked at me and he could tell I was worried. "Three rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf- lords in their hall of stone, Nine for the Mortal Men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne, In the land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. One ring the rule them, One ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them, In the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie." Frodo said pulling the ring out of his pocket and starring at it. He looked as if it had hypnotized him. He slowly starts to put is on. "NO! DON'T!" I said reaching down and grabbing it. There was a flash of light and I dropped it and fell to the ground with it. Frodo looked up in a hurry all confused. I looked at the ring "This is going to be trouble." "Arwen, are you ok?" Sam asked me. "Yes, Sam I'm fine." I looked up at Aragorn "Aragorn may I talk to you in Private." I said getting up and walking over to the door. "Yes, Arwen?" "I want you to get the hobbits ready and start them on their way to Rivendell." I picked up my cloak and put it on. "Where are you going?" "I'm going to visit someone." "This is no time to go and visit a friend, is it?" "No, it's not, but I must." "You watch out for the black riders." "You worry about the hobbit, not about me. I'll meet you and the hobbits on the way to Rivendell. I must go now." I said leaving. I ran as quickly as I could out to where I had put my horse. I jumped onto her and looked up at the window where I had once be standing. I saw Aragorn and Frodo staring down at me. I waved then raced off. "Where's she going Aragorn?" Frodo asked. "I have no idea, come on you and the others must get ready." Aragorn said turning and walking off.
I knew I must hurry. It was a long journey to the realm of the Fairies. It would take me at least 2 days to get there, but I knew I didn't have that much time.
I was asleep for some time, when I woke up. I looked over at the fire and I saw two people. They seemed to be talking quietly. I thought to myself as my eyes adjusted. When I took a good look at whom it was, I saw Frodo and Aragorn talking. I listened closely to what they were saying. "So Strider, where are we going?" Frodo asked curiously. "First place we are heading is to Rivendell. That's where we will decide on where the ring goes." "That's the place were that girl is from isn't it?" "Yes, that is correct. She is an Elf. She has traveled far to be here, when she should have stayed where she was." Strider said looking down worried. "Why? What's wrong with her coming?" "Nothing. I just don't want to see her get hurt. She's to special to get hurt." He said. "Why's that?" Frodo asked sitting back. " Because, she has a power. A Power no other Elf has. She has the power of grace. And she can't get hurt if her race is to live on. And I love her to much for that to happen." I realized now would be a good time to speak up. "I'm not going to get hurt Aragorn. I promise you that." Frodo jumped and fell out of his chair. Then they both looked at me shocked and scared. "I'm not." "How long have you been listening in?" Frodo asked me standing up. I jumped down from the bed. "Ever since you asked where we were going." Strider just looked at me then shook his head. "What?" "Nothing." He said looking up at the fire. "Aren't you supposed to be kind or something and WARN people?" Frodo asked me. I gave a little giggle. Frodo looked away mad. "Some things up. I have a feeling." There was a loud scream outside I rushed to the window followed by Strider and Frodo. We looked out the window, but we couldn't see anything. I looked over at the building across the street and saw 4 black-coated men. "Look over there." I whispered to them. They looked at the building. The 4 black riders went inside and in a few minutes there were high-pitched screams. The 3 other hobbits jumped up. "Shush." I told them. We watched the black riders leave. "What were those freaky thing?" Frodo asked looking up at me. "They were men." Aragorn said. "Men, Great men, king to be exact." I throw in. "Huh what do you guys mean?" Sam said walking over followed by Pippin and Merry. "I'll explain." Aragorn said. "They were men, Great kings. There were rings made and given to them. But slowly each of them fell to darkness." " Or to make it easy they are called black riders. And just as I feared they are looking for the ring you carry. We must hurry and get you in the safety of Rivendell." I said looking at him then at Aragorn. He looked at me and he could tell I was worried. "Three rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf- lords in their hall of stone, Nine for the Mortal Men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne, In the land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. One ring the rule them, One ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them, In the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie." Frodo said pulling the ring out of his pocket and starring at it. He looked as if it had hypnotized him. He slowly starts to put is on. "NO! DON'T!" I said reaching down and grabbing it. There was a flash of light and I dropped it and fell to the ground with it. Frodo looked up in a hurry all confused. I looked at the ring "This is going to be trouble." "Arwen, are you ok?" Sam asked me. "Yes, Sam I'm fine." I looked up at Aragorn "Aragorn may I talk to you in Private." I said getting up and walking over to the door. "Yes, Arwen?" "I want you to get the hobbits ready and start them on their way to Rivendell." I picked up my cloak and put it on. "Where are you going?" "I'm going to visit someone." "This is no time to go and visit a friend, is it?" "No, it's not, but I must." "You watch out for the black riders." "You worry about the hobbit, not about me. I'll meet you and the hobbits on the way to Rivendell. I must go now." I said leaving. I ran as quickly as I could out to where I had put my horse. I jumped onto her and looked up at the window where I had once be standing. I saw Aragorn and Frodo staring down at me. I waved then raced off. "Where's she going Aragorn?" Frodo asked. "I have no idea, come on you and the others must get ready." Aragorn said turning and walking off.
I knew I must hurry. It was a long journey to the realm of the Fairies. It would take me at least 2 days to get there, but I knew I didn't have that much time.