The One Who Knew the Plan

Author's notes: Okay, so I know this is the worst title in the history of titles, but if you have an idea for another title, leave a review. So anyway, this happens after the second movie, though I have read the book. Read and Review and I hope you enjoy. OKAY so when some one talks with *stars* above there head there speaking in elvish.



They walked slowly, and silently, threw the woods. The said nothing, there was a deep depression inside both of them. There friend Gimli had been killed during there last battle, and they just couldn't talk much. They didn't have anything to say to each other.

They were still looking for there dear friend hobbit's Marry and Pippin. As they walked threw the trees, Aragorn and Legolas. The elf and Aragorn had been such good friends with Gimli and all the others who had died. And since elves could die of depression, Aragon deeply wanted to say something, but kept his mouth shut, with nothing to say at all.

There were no other noises in the forest except there steps along the forest floor. And then suddenly, as if calling out his name, Legolas heard a faint crinkle of leaves in the distance behind them. He turned around, looking for something. Aragorn, who was taken by surprise at his sudden movement asked, "What is it?" The elf waited, as if trying to find the words, when he blurted out, "Nothing, you keep walking, I'll be back in a second."

He turned and jumped the small hill on his right that ran along the path parallel to the left wall, made of earth and roots. Legolas ran far enough into the distance that Aragon couldn't see him. Aragon, not caring about what he was doing, continued on walking, sword on back and hands in pockets. Aragon had obviously heard nothing from behind and walked on, he didn't seem to notice anything going on, at all.

A small child-like creature, in a hooded jacket, was slowly creeping up on them. He was equipped with a large sword, a bow with arrows and some other hidden weapons, so no one would see. The jacket was black; the child wore gloves, long pants and boots, along with a handkerchief over his mouth and nose, and one over his fore head (all black) so no one would know who he is.

The child moved so fast, but so smooth, and came onto the path and into the view of someone who was waiting for him. He slowly crept along the path, trying not to make a noise. As he was imminently behind Strider, at least a foot away, he drew out his sword, still walking so he wouldn't loose the unnoticed Aragon.

Ready to stab it threw his neck; the small boy was ready to press the sword onto Aragon when the already ready Legolas, with bow draw, released the bow, it hit its destination and knocked the sword onto the ground. Imminently Aragon had his sword directed at the boy's neck. Legolas, who had another arrow armed and ready, jumped down from his hiding spot and was now aiming the bow at him from some, six feet or so.

The boy took a step back; Strider took a step forward, decreasing the amount of space between the edge of his sword and the boy's neck. The sword was now five inches from his neck, and he took a step back, and slipped. "Ah!" He screamed, and landed with a thump on his back. Aragon didn't move, but still had his sword directed at his neck. The boy looked at Aragon, then Legolas, then at his sword, which seemed so much closer.

He made a dive for his sword, but Aragon was faster, and picked it up. He started to swing it around, "Nice, I have better, and have seen better, but this is a good sword," He put it where his usual sword stayed. "Think I'll keep it," He looked at Legolas, who put his arrow back in his quiver and put his bow back on his back.

He looked back at the kid, "were you trying to kill me?" Aragon asked, already knowing the asker. The boy nodded, still hiding under the hood was then asked, "Were you going to try to kill him to," Aragon pointed to Legolas. The elf wasn't surprised by this question.

He didn't answer. "Were you going to kill the elf?" Aragon, moving his blade closer to his neck asked. The hooded boy shrugged. "Maybe he was sent to get you," Legolas said, "Though it is a bit said, this kid after a ranger." Aragon looked at Legolas, then back at the hooded boy.

"If I were to let you go, would you try to kill me again?" The small boy gave off a small laugh, and then shrugged his shoulders. "Who sent you?" Strider continued after a small pause. He looked away. "Do you speak English?" Legolas asked, "Maybe he doesn't know exactly what you're saying."

*Do you speak elfish?* Aragon asked in the elfish tongue. The boy looked up at him, but said nothing. "He doesn't understand, I'm sure he speaks English, or at least understands it," Aragon said. He took the boys sword out of his sword holder and put his in it. "Do you have any other weapons?" Legolas asked. The boy shook his head. "You shouldn't lie" Legolas commented, "I can see the weapons around your waist, and there's a dam bow and arrow set on your back. If you're going to lie, you should think of what you're going to say before you say it."

They took his bow and two daggers and put them in a small bag, and Aragon threw it on his back. Legolas took his bows and put them in his quiver, "I needed more bows anyway." Aragon took hold of the kids arm and pulled him up, "Common, get up." Aragon took his hood and tried to pull it back but the boy struggled with him.

"Don't worry about him, he'll tell us who he is sooner or later. That is I mean I think we should bring him with us. If he tells who ever sent him where we are then we could have lots of people after us," Legolas pulled out a rope.

"Okay, so he'll come with us," He looked at the boy, "don't worry when you tell us everything you know, we'll let you go. And I wouldn't try to escape if I were you, Legolas here is the fastest bow and arrow I know, we could have to dead in seconds. So I wouldn't run if I were you." Aragon took the rope and tied it around his hands very tight. He pulled it, and the kid budged forward. He tried to get loose but it didn't work. "I'm a ranger; don't you think I can tie a knot?" Aragon laughed.

They put some space between the kid and them, and walked some 6 feet in front of him. He trailed along behind them, slowly walking. Every so often, when he'd slow down some, Aragon would pull the rope and he'd speed up a bit.

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Authors Notes: So this is my first chapter. What do you think? You like it? I hope you do. So let's have a little description on the kid, or the boy, of hooded figure:



He wears a long black cape, with only one button, when closes the cape where the hood part ends. There are sleeves, so it's more like a jacket. His hood covers his eyes, but he can still see. It never falls off, because, uh, I said so, lol. His gloves are a dark grey and cover his index, thumb and middle finger, his pinky and rings finger remain bare. These gloves are made for using a bow and arrow, so he won't hurt his finger.

His boots are brown and only go to his ankles. His pants that cover his boots a bit are also brown, but a lighter brown. Over his mouth and nose he wears a black handkerchief, which is tied at the back of his head. He has one covering all his hair, also tied at the back.

He wears a black shirt, that's always tucked in. His belt isn't to keep up his pants, but to hold his daggers. There's one on his right, and one his left. He also has a third dagger hidden on his left boot, under his pants.

His sword is elfish and can be hand made almost anywhere you see elves, for a fair price that is. Is bow is elfish and some of his arrows are hand made, some are elfish. All these elfish weapons can be purchased at any local weapons store.



So this is the end of chapter on. What happens next? Does the boy get away? What about that extra dagger? Who sent him? Who's after Aragon? What will happen next? You must read the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed!