Hey! I made a new story! I changed a few things, likw Legolas loosing control of his mind and body, and forgetful from a very rare: Wait, I cant spoil anything! You will just have to read! Hee hee! I dont own anything of Lord of The Rings... (I wish)

Chapter One: The Bittersweet Flowers

"We shall go through the BitterSweet Pass." Gandalf pointed out to a meadow of flowers that reached for miles. Frodo stood up, smelling the sweet smell of the multi-colored plants. Merry and Pippin gazed at the meadow as Legolas, Boromir, Aragorn and Gimli finally reached atop the hill, looking down. Pippin then spoke.

"Aye! The smell of the flowers are beuatiful!" He snifed the air once again as Merry smiled. "Why on earth is it called BitterSweet Pass? I just certainetly dont see the point of that name..."

"Its name fits perfectly with the meadow." Gandalf suddenly spoke, turning to the Fellowship. Boromir eyed him as he lifted his massive shield higher.

"What do you mean, Gandalf? Theres certainetly nothing dangerous there...." Aragorn then stood up as he looked at Boromir.

"It is called BitterSweet Pass because of its flowers..."

"Its floweres? But why?" Frodo then asked as he looked up to Legolas as he spoke.

"I've heard of these plants... they can make poison, am I correct?" He asked the old wizard. Gandalf beamed.

"Halfly, Legolas. These flowers are said to have great poison, and can make you go crazy of some sort..." Everyone eyed eachother, half interested of the reaction, but a bit terrified if they were to become insane. Legolas shrugged.

"Why must we pass here, Gandalf?" He asked. Gandalf looked at the young prince of Mirkwood.

"We must pass here because Sarumon has spies within the east, so we must travel to the west." He sighed. Frodo looked down to his feet. He sometimes wished that he had never took the ring; he wished that the ring never came to him; but at times, he was grateful that no one would expirience the difficulty. Frodo then snapped out of his thoughts as Sam rested his hand against Frodo's shoulder.

"We must be careful, then, should we, Gandalf?" He asked. Gandalf smiled at the young hobbit as Pippin and Merry exchanged glances.

"Well, its best to be prepared for the worst: after all, unicorn live here." Pippin's eyes glowed brightly with happiness.

"Unicorns?!"

"Yes, yes, Pippin, Unicorns... they live in this meadow." Gandalf said, facing the meadow. It was indeed, beautiful with the background paintings of the mountains, and the sun settling behind the clouds of the azure sky, but at the same time, deadly, for the flowers contained poisonous bane. A question then popped into Gimli's head.

"Why would a unicorn live in these parts? After all the danger?" Gandalf looked down at Gimli, smiling.

"Ah, excellent question, Gimli, son of Gloin..." He began.

"Unicorns are known for only feasting upon these plants, and having healing powers of the sort. So, no one usually comes here because of the dangers." He explained as Gimli's confused look vanished with a smile. Gandalf then laughed slightly.

"Now, we must get going! We cannot waste any time, now can we? Onward!" He pointed out with his staff as the rest followed. Legolas glanced at the meadows wonderous beauty: it seemed untouched by Sarumon's forces and Orc's: just left peacefully. It was one time he ever saw the green grass healthy instead of the bare ground, and a beautiful azure aky instead of the blood red sun. Aragorn then withdrew his sword, slashing the flowes. Frodo and legolas sighed, thinking the same thing. It was a pity that these radient flowers were poisonous: they looked completly natural.

Gandalf, too, withdrew his sword, slashing a pathway. Gimli then proudly chomped the flowers down greedily with his ax, making Legolas a bit uncomfortable with his actions. Boromir then winced, his eyes widening. In a distance, he saw a bright: snow colored glow, racing around in the flowers like it wasn't affected to be hurt.

It's bright mane flasheded brightly as its glimmering crystal blue eyes looked upon the Fellowship, neighing with its horn flashing. The neighing then stopped as Aragron spoke.

"Boromir? What are you-"

"-Did you see it?!" Boromir sounded excited with happiness. Gimli glared at him as Pippin and Merry looked at eachother.

"See what?" Frodo asked, stopping. Boromir beamed brightly.

"A unicorn!"

"A unicorn?"

"Didn't you hear it neigh!?" Boromir asked. Everyone shook their heads.

"I never heard anything of the sort." Legolas said, knowing that he could hear as well as a bat. gandalf shook his head.

"Ahh.. maybe you were just seeing things, Boromir. Unicorns have never been sighted for a very long time: they spend most of their time hidding." Boromir was tempted to disagree with the wizard: tempted to tak back that he was so old, he had gone deaf. But Boromir held his anger to himself, in exchange of a grin. Gandalf nodded as Aragorn smiled.

"We really shold continue." Legolas said, looking behind himself, then gasping with amazement. Gimli eyes him.

"What is it now, Elf-?!" Gimli dropped his ax. Everyone then paused in amazement.

"The flowes grew back!" Legolas said in amazement, finding the path regrown with flowers. Gimli widned his eyes.

"There's a curse upon these flowers, I tell you!"

"No, no... thats natural." Gandalf said, looking at then both. Aragorn then broke through hos amazement, nodding, knowing that it was natural.

"Yes, It is very natural that the flowers grow back... thats how unicorns have a life supply of food." Boromir sighed as he follwed the wizard through the patches of flowes. Frodo stood behind Boromir, gazing at the plants. Merry and Pippin were quite quiet as the followed Gandalf down the path as he slashed the flowers, like they were disgusted weeds. Legolas narrowed his eyes as he suddenly caustiously looked around, glacning from one place to another. Something suddenly clouded his mind, like a chill running down his spine with a very alarmed feeling. Legolas then felt a sharp pain for a split second as he winced slightly, the pain gone. The alarming insinct then dissapeared as the cold chill vanished. Legolas sighed, it must have been a cramp from walking so long. He thought. Gimli then glared at the elf, finding themselves a bit left behind.

"Hurry up, you elf!" He growled, poking Legolas slightly on the back. Legolas winced, glaring down at the dwarf, walking faster. Frodo then suddenly winced as a vine grasped onto his arm, pulling him forward.

"Gandalf!" he cried as the vine pulled him closer to a patch of pink and red roses: their thorns sticking out violently. Boromir then looked at the hobbit, immediantly withdrawing his sword, slashing the vine. The vine whimpered as it curled up. Frodo fell backwords as Merry caught him.

"Whoa... these plant things have a mind of their own!" He thought alous as Pippin shrugged, looking at the severely.

"I think we should hurry..." He said to Gandalf. Aragorn nodded.

"We really should hurry... these plants hunt their prey at night." Everyone glared at Aragorn in horror.

"You never said anything about 'night prey', Gandalf!" Gimli wailed slightly. Gandalf smiled nervously.

"Don't worry... we should be out from BitterSweet Pass before dark... or at least the the rear end of the meadow..." He said comforting the dwarf. Legolas was suddenly tempted to argue with the wizard like Boromir: but hekept in his thoughts, knowing that Gandalf's wiseness was beyond measure. Hours seem to pass as Frodo became weary and tired; every step seemed to be a whole lot of energy. Aragorn looked down the the weary face of Frodo, then said to Gandalf:

"I think we shoud rest here for the night." Sam smiled with delight, hoping that Gandalf the Grey would accept. Gandalf shook his head, though.

"Just a bit more, we should reach the end of BitterSweet Pass..." Sam and Frodo sighed, along with Merry and Pippin: they were all tired, close to collapse and be left behind. Legolas suddenly felt slight sweat drip down his face as he looked upon the sunset. More painful hours passed as the sun had finally set behind the mountains as the darkness ruled over. Gandalf smiled as everyone collapsed, except for Aragorn and himself.

"Alright, we shall rest here for a night, and continue tomorrow..." The hobbits all sighed with releif, thinking that this hour would never approach. Legolas and Boromir grinned as Merry and Pippin faught.

"Hey! Give me those tomatoes!!" Pippin cried, reacching for the tomatoes Merry held. Merry then held it high.

"No! You packed your own!"

"Yes, I have, but I used them for second breakfast!!" Merry gave a severe look.

"You ate ALL those tomatoes?!"

"Yes! Of course!"

"PIPPIN YOU FOOL!" He angered, splatting the tomatoe across his face. Aragorn sighed.

"You two, pipe down! Orc's can hear you, then they will find us!" Gimli glared at Aragorn as he sat on a rock.

"I thought you said that Orc's cant come here!"

"They cant, but, if they here something, they will. So its best to hush up!" he said flatly. Gimli widened his eyes as Legolas held him back.

"Let's not get into an arguement.... " He sighed as he stood up, whiping his sweat from his face. Aragorn seemed to notice, but ignored it.

"I'll go and get firewood." Legolas said after a pause, walking away into the woods. Aragorn then nodded in acceptment as Legolas walked away. Sam and Frodo looked at eachother.

"He's been acting oddly, lately... ever since we started across the BitterSweet meadow..." Sam whispered to Frodo. Frodo nodded, notcing as well.

"Well, he must be just fine... maybe its an elf kind of thing." Sam glared at him with doubt, but accepting for the time being. Gandalf then removed his hat, looking at the sky. Frodo sighed as he pulled out the ring, lookng at it to make sure it was there. The ring was radient gold: but just plain, but radient. Sam looked terrified a bit as he looked at the ring: the one thing Sauron and Sarumon were after: the one ring that he hungered for. Sam smiled slightly as Merry and Pippin continued thier by mimming out words. Gandalf semed to be amused as well. Gimli then leaned against a rock, thinking. Legolas then appeared, a bit shocked by something: like he had seen a ghost. Aragorn glanced over to him as he tosed the wood onto a pile on eachother.

"Legolas... you've looked like you've seen a ghost." Legolas grinned.

"Oh, do I? Its nothing, really. Just a bit worried about these flowers, thats all." After all the things legolas can do, Aragorn thought to himself, he was a slyish liar at severe times only, but otherwise, loyal to everyone one of his frineds. Gandalf stood up as he held up his staff, yelling out his spell.

"Floramondora filamedo!!" He shouted as fire bursted onto the wood, burning brightly. Everyone winced, astonished by his powers. Gandalf looked proud as Merry and Pippin shrugged for their lose of thier last tomatoe. Frodo and Sam then laughed as the two continued mimming out thier words. Frodo looked down to the ring, with the reflection from the fire, it looked likek real treasure. frodo moved it around, lookng at all corners and directions. He then thought to himself. it was hard to believe, for something so small like the ring, could be such a powerful threat. Frodo closed his eyes as he slowly fell into a deep, deep sleep.

To be Continued....

Like I tell all you people, Im awful at the beginning... explaining everything and so on... arg! Sorry if it was a bit boring, but Ill make up for the next chapter!