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chapters up soon, for I have the entire story line planed out, and I just
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The fire crackled lazily as the flames danced in the night air. Boromir added wood to the fire to make sure that it wouldn't go out any time soon. It was his time for watch, and everyone else was asleep. Boromir felt slightly un-easy, like something was out there. Of course, there was not proof of his suspicions, so he didn't alarm any of his sleeping companions.
Boromir turned his head as he heard a twig snap to the right of him. Something was defiantly out there. He was about to wake up Aragorn, when orcs started to stream into the clearing that they had picked to spend the night in.
The commotion soon awoke the others, and they all started to duel with the deadly monsters. Gandalf and Gimli immediately went to the hobbits and protected them as best as they could. The four hobbits combined forces, immediately handled any of the foul bests that made it through. Boromir, Aragorn, and Legolas fought in different places, trying to stop the orcs before they got to close to the other members of their company. Jo, Mel, and Bean had their swords out and were showing their skill. Bean, in Eowyn's body, easily dispatched the threatening orcs that dared to get to close to her. Mel, in Arwen's body, wasn't so used to fighting, but was able to hold up her own, and cover her teammates back when they needed it. Jo, in Elrond's body, was fighting like the seasoned warrior that she represented.
The fight went on for some time until the orcs pulled a hasty retreat. Mel looked around, and saw that some of the Fellowship was missing.
"Were are the others!?", she asked panicked, as that Frodo had The One Ring. The people that were missing were: Gimli, Gandalf, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, and Boromir.
"I came to the hobbits, Gimli, and Gandalf during the battle, and told them to get out of here. With Gandalf to guide them, I am sure that they will make their way to Mordor to destroy The One Ring." Aragorn said while cleaning, and sheathing his blade.
"How about Boromir?" Jo asked. All eyes turned towards her as she also re-sheathes her sword.
"He must be in the forest." Bean said as she helped Mel with her sword, after putting hers away.
"We should look for him." Legolas said as he was putting his twin-elvin knives in their proper places in the sheathes on his back, for he had long since run out of arrows.
"Agreed. Legolas and I will go this way. You three go that way." Aragorn said, and with that, they started to jog in the way that he had indicated.
Bean, Mel, and Jo looked at each other, then started walking in the opposite direction. What they saw in the first clearing that they came upon still gives them nightmares today. They found Boromir, or, rather, what was left of him. His head had been cut off and throne in a pile with his other body parts. His limbs were severed one, by one from his deranged torso. They found his body parts leisurely throne in a careless pile. It looked as if the orcs were going to save his limbs for something. They had the awful thought that it was for food.
Mel and Jo couldn't take it with that thought, and started to retch behind the bushes, when they came out, Mel was crying, and Jo was white faced, but refusing to let the tears fall. Bean looked on with no emotion entering her eyes, or her face. Jo looked at her, and found another part of the puzzle fit in her mind.
"One will be strong in mind and in heart. Only someone like that could be doing what you're doing right now, Bean." Jo said looking away from the pile of limbs and at Bean.
"I know. Which makes you The True, Jo." She said without so much as a quiver in her voice. She was still masking her emotions, and staying strong in mind with a stone heart.
"One will be true in faith and in soul, Jo. You're the one with the faith in this whole thing. Figuring it out and such. With a good soul, too." Mel said, still in shock, and not looking at the body parts. They then slowly made their way from Boromirs remains in the direction of were Aragorn and Legolas should have gone. They were going to get Aragon and Legolas to help them to burry him, to give him a proper burial.
Unfortunately they never got that chance. All the warning they had was a single twig snap, then orcs were upon them, and despite their valiant efforts, they were soon overwhelmed by shear numbers, and were promptly knocked out. The orcs then slung their three un-conscious prisoners with the other two they had captured before. In total, they had five of the twelve that they were supposed to collect, but the master wanted these three before the rest, and they were sure that he wouldn't mind if the other two were to come with them also. After all, they put up a big fight, and the orcs lost many in numbers, and was now a mere fraction of what they were before when they came to capture them in the first place. The hideous bad of Orcs started towards the darkest place in Middle Earth, Mordor. Not knowing that another band of six was heading in that way also, but for an entirely different reason than them.
A/N: Thank you for reading all of that! I hope that you will now go to that nice pretty button that says review on it, click it and please post your review!!! PLEASE!? Thank you!!!! I might have the next chapter up tomorrow, if I can find the time to right it!!! Thank you again!!!
The fire crackled lazily as the flames danced in the night air. Boromir added wood to the fire to make sure that it wouldn't go out any time soon. It was his time for watch, and everyone else was asleep. Boromir felt slightly un-easy, like something was out there. Of course, there was not proof of his suspicions, so he didn't alarm any of his sleeping companions.
Boromir turned his head as he heard a twig snap to the right of him. Something was defiantly out there. He was about to wake up Aragorn, when orcs started to stream into the clearing that they had picked to spend the night in.
The commotion soon awoke the others, and they all started to duel with the deadly monsters. Gandalf and Gimli immediately went to the hobbits and protected them as best as they could. The four hobbits combined forces, immediately handled any of the foul bests that made it through. Boromir, Aragorn, and Legolas fought in different places, trying to stop the orcs before they got to close to the other members of their company. Jo, Mel, and Bean had their swords out and were showing their skill. Bean, in Eowyn's body, easily dispatched the threatening orcs that dared to get to close to her. Mel, in Arwen's body, wasn't so used to fighting, but was able to hold up her own, and cover her teammates back when they needed it. Jo, in Elrond's body, was fighting like the seasoned warrior that she represented.
The fight went on for some time until the orcs pulled a hasty retreat. Mel looked around, and saw that some of the Fellowship was missing.
"Were are the others!?", she asked panicked, as that Frodo had The One Ring. The people that were missing were: Gimli, Gandalf, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, and Boromir.
"I came to the hobbits, Gimli, and Gandalf during the battle, and told them to get out of here. With Gandalf to guide them, I am sure that they will make their way to Mordor to destroy The One Ring." Aragorn said while cleaning, and sheathing his blade.
"How about Boromir?" Jo asked. All eyes turned towards her as she also re-sheathes her sword.
"He must be in the forest." Bean said as she helped Mel with her sword, after putting hers away.
"We should look for him." Legolas said as he was putting his twin-elvin knives in their proper places in the sheathes on his back, for he had long since run out of arrows.
"Agreed. Legolas and I will go this way. You three go that way." Aragorn said, and with that, they started to jog in the way that he had indicated.
Bean, Mel, and Jo looked at each other, then started walking in the opposite direction. What they saw in the first clearing that they came upon still gives them nightmares today. They found Boromir, or, rather, what was left of him. His head had been cut off and throne in a pile with his other body parts. His limbs were severed one, by one from his deranged torso. They found his body parts leisurely throne in a careless pile. It looked as if the orcs were going to save his limbs for something. They had the awful thought that it was for food.
Mel and Jo couldn't take it with that thought, and started to retch behind the bushes, when they came out, Mel was crying, and Jo was white faced, but refusing to let the tears fall. Bean looked on with no emotion entering her eyes, or her face. Jo looked at her, and found another part of the puzzle fit in her mind.
"One will be strong in mind and in heart. Only someone like that could be doing what you're doing right now, Bean." Jo said looking away from the pile of limbs and at Bean.
"I know. Which makes you The True, Jo." She said without so much as a quiver in her voice. She was still masking her emotions, and staying strong in mind with a stone heart.
"One will be true in faith and in soul, Jo. You're the one with the faith in this whole thing. Figuring it out and such. With a good soul, too." Mel said, still in shock, and not looking at the body parts. They then slowly made their way from Boromirs remains in the direction of were Aragorn and Legolas should have gone. They were going to get Aragon and Legolas to help them to burry him, to give him a proper burial.
Unfortunately they never got that chance. All the warning they had was a single twig snap, then orcs were upon them, and despite their valiant efforts, they were soon overwhelmed by shear numbers, and were promptly knocked out. The orcs then slung their three un-conscious prisoners with the other two they had captured before. In total, they had five of the twelve that they were supposed to collect, but the master wanted these three before the rest, and they were sure that he wouldn't mind if the other two were to come with them also. After all, they put up a big fight, and the orcs lost many in numbers, and was now a mere fraction of what they were before when they came to capture them in the first place. The hideous bad of Orcs started towards the darkest place in Middle Earth, Mordor. Not knowing that another band of six was heading in that way also, but for an entirely different reason than them.
A/N: Thank you for reading all of that! I hope that you will now go to that nice pretty button that says review on it, click it and please post your review!!! PLEASE!? Thank you!!!! I might have the next chapter up tomorrow, if I can find the time to right it!!! Thank you again!!!