Chapter 9
"We cannot stay with you any longer" Jenavive said to the company, now reduced to 8, out of the blue.
"what? why?" asked pippin.
Jenavive gave no reply just stared blankly forward. she swallowed hard and could feel her bottom lip trembling. She bit her lip and looked down at her hands.
"Is there something wrong, J.D?" Harry whispered to her.
She just bit her lip even harder, got up, and ran a few feet away. She stood with her hand to her chest, clasped into a tight fist, her head bowed. she couldn't get the picture of her last foster parent's death out of her head. She couldn't take it anymore. She let herself fall to her knees and tears trickled down her cheeks. As if sensing her pain, Harry, Ron and hermione all came over to her and, without words, comforted her. The hobbits were crying in the background from the loss of their beloved leader, Gandalf. After Jenavive collected herself, they said goodbye to the haflings and the rest of the company, and set off on thier own journey. As they walked off, Jenavive turned to look at the company.
"goodbye and good luck, Frodo Baggins" she said to Frodo telepathically.
They traveled for a while, not sure of where they were going. They considered going home, back to thier time, but Jenavive insisted they stay, for what reason, she would not tell. One night they managed to reach Lothlorien once more. they were greeted by Vanimawen and some other elves that had happened to be in that area of the forest.
"Vanimawen!" Jenavive yelled as soon as Vanimawen had come into sight.
"meletyalda Jenavive!" [Majesty Jenavive] Vanimawen called back, "great to see you!!"
They caught up to each other and went deeper into the forest and were taken to special rooms to eat and rest.
They stayed in the forest for a week or two until, one day, Jenavive told them that they should go back to their time. She seemed to be much happier than usual.
"We head out tomorrow, but before we open the portal back to our time, I want to travel along the river. There are some ruins a ways down. We can open the portal there." Jenavive said, her bright blue eyes glittering with delight.
"Sounds good. But how long will it take us to get there?" Harry asked
"A few days, but it depends on how fast we travel."
"That long?"
"Yes, that long, but I imagine it will be beautiful during the day."
"Well, alright then."
Te next day they packed up their belongings, along with some gifts from the elves. They were given cloaks, Hairpins for Jenavive and Hermione, The jeweled bow and arrow set for Jenavive, the swords, and some waybread. After they had packed they said goodbye to Galadriel and the other elves. Having said their goodbye's they set off.
They traveled as fast as possible and went far. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Jenavive walked along the shore of the river, admiring the beauty of it all.
"Kind of peaceful isn't it?" Jenavive said.
"Very" Harry replied.
They walked on and soon they came to a place that had cliffs rising high. Into these cliffs, large figures had been carven, with their hands outstretched. They climbed around the figures to the other side of the cliff and walked for a while more.
"Look, there are boats over there! Boats from Lothlorien! Must be the company's boats." Jenavive said to the others.
"Let's go say hello" Ron added.
They walked up to the boats but no one was there, so they went into the forest. They walked for a while, then they found Borimir, merry, and pippin, they were calling for frodo. Quick as lightning, orcs streamed in from nowhere. They began shooting arrows and swinging swords. The hobbits had no chance of escape, they were scooped up by the orcs. Borimir tried to save them. Jenavive, Harry, Hermione, and Ron did the little they could.
Arrows whistled, one caught Borimir in the shoulder. He got up and kept fighting. Another hit him, this time in the chest. Then another. He finally fell.
Jenavive and the others were outraged and began to fight. Harry and Jenavive tried to block the swings of the orc-blades, but were hurled against a large stone. They got up, but everything came in blurry. Jenavive loaded her bow with an arrow and aimed it at the nearest orc. But her vision was too blurry. The orc struck her. She felt the searing pain of an orc-blade go through her. She let the arrow slip off her fingers and it caught the orc right in the forehead just before everything faded.
"We cannot stay with you any longer" Jenavive said to the company, now reduced to 8, out of the blue.
"what? why?" asked pippin.
Jenavive gave no reply just stared blankly forward. she swallowed hard and could feel her bottom lip trembling. She bit her lip and looked down at her hands.
"Is there something wrong, J.D?" Harry whispered to her.
She just bit her lip even harder, got up, and ran a few feet away. She stood with her hand to her chest, clasped into a tight fist, her head bowed. she couldn't get the picture of her last foster parent's death out of her head. She couldn't take it anymore. She let herself fall to her knees and tears trickled down her cheeks. As if sensing her pain, Harry, Ron and hermione all came over to her and, without words, comforted her. The hobbits were crying in the background from the loss of their beloved leader, Gandalf. After Jenavive collected herself, they said goodbye to the haflings and the rest of the company, and set off on thier own journey. As they walked off, Jenavive turned to look at the company.
"goodbye and good luck, Frodo Baggins" she said to Frodo telepathically.
They traveled for a while, not sure of where they were going. They considered going home, back to thier time, but Jenavive insisted they stay, for what reason, she would not tell. One night they managed to reach Lothlorien once more. they were greeted by Vanimawen and some other elves that had happened to be in that area of the forest.
"Vanimawen!" Jenavive yelled as soon as Vanimawen had come into sight.
"meletyalda Jenavive!" [Majesty Jenavive] Vanimawen called back, "great to see you!!"
They caught up to each other and went deeper into the forest and were taken to special rooms to eat and rest.
They stayed in the forest for a week or two until, one day, Jenavive told them that they should go back to their time. She seemed to be much happier than usual.
"We head out tomorrow, but before we open the portal back to our time, I want to travel along the river. There are some ruins a ways down. We can open the portal there." Jenavive said, her bright blue eyes glittering with delight.
"Sounds good. But how long will it take us to get there?" Harry asked
"A few days, but it depends on how fast we travel."
"That long?"
"Yes, that long, but I imagine it will be beautiful during the day."
"Well, alright then."
Te next day they packed up their belongings, along with some gifts from the elves. They were given cloaks, Hairpins for Jenavive and Hermione, The jeweled bow and arrow set for Jenavive, the swords, and some waybread. After they had packed they said goodbye to Galadriel and the other elves. Having said their goodbye's they set off.
They traveled as fast as possible and went far. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Jenavive walked along the shore of the river, admiring the beauty of it all.
"Kind of peaceful isn't it?" Jenavive said.
"Very" Harry replied.
They walked on and soon they came to a place that had cliffs rising high. Into these cliffs, large figures had been carven, with their hands outstretched. They climbed around the figures to the other side of the cliff and walked for a while more.
"Look, there are boats over there! Boats from Lothlorien! Must be the company's boats." Jenavive said to the others.
"Let's go say hello" Ron added.
They walked up to the boats but no one was there, so they went into the forest. They walked for a while, then they found Borimir, merry, and pippin, they were calling for frodo. Quick as lightning, orcs streamed in from nowhere. They began shooting arrows and swinging swords. The hobbits had no chance of escape, they were scooped up by the orcs. Borimir tried to save them. Jenavive, Harry, Hermione, and Ron did the little they could.
Arrows whistled, one caught Borimir in the shoulder. He got up and kept fighting. Another hit him, this time in the chest. Then another. He finally fell.
Jenavive and the others were outraged and began to fight. Harry and Jenavive tried to block the swings of the orc-blades, but were hurled against a large stone. They got up, but everything came in blurry. Jenavive loaded her bow with an arrow and aimed it at the nearest orc. But her vision was too blurry. The orc struck her. She felt the searing pain of an orc-blade go through her. She let the arrow slip off her fingers and it caught the orc right in the forehead just before everything faded.
