May it Be By Siren

Hey guys! I'm dealing with a new lap-top, so bear with me here. Anyway, someone reviewed and said that my last chapter was slightly mary- suish. How was it slightly mary-suish? She's still imperfect and has flaws. She doesn't have fighting skills, and she's not drop dead gorgeous. I'm trying to make her as human as possible, while keeping the reviewers happy. Anyway, you guys want to know if Boromir dies? Well than, read ahead. I don't on any of the Lord of the Rings characters, only Lily. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



Lily's fondness of boats quickly disappeared. Her head was throbbing, her body was stiff, and she was nauseous. Leaning against Legolas, she whimpered. "When will we reach some nice dry land?" Legolas chuckled and stroked her hair. "Have patience, mellon. We'll sleep on dry land tonight," he soothed. Lily pouted and sighed. "Elves and their never-ending patience," she muttered. The elf smiled. "Humans and their impatience," he retorted. Lily lifted an eyebrow. "Witty today?" Legolas looked down at her and smiled. "I'm spending too much time around you."

Lily smirked. "That's obvious." Gimli snorted in front of them. "Lass, pick up a paddle before I throw you overboard," he growled. Lily blinked at the dwarf. He had never been that sharp with her before, even when they were arguing. "Gimli?" He didn't answer her, but gripped his paddle tightly. She looked up at Legolas worriedly. The elf stared at the dwarf's back. "There's no need to be sharp, Master Dwarf." Gimli snorted in response. "I'll be as sharp as I want to be!"

Lily shrunk back a bit. "Sorry Gimli," she said quietly and grabbed a paddle. Gimli sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry lass, I'm just tense. We're getting closer to Mordor, and my nerves are on edge. Forgive me." Lily put the paddle down, and placed her hand over his. "Don't worry about it. We're all worried and a little edgy." She offered a small smile which the dwarf returned. "We're nearing the shore!" Boromir's voice rang through the air. Lily's smile quickly faded as her eyes settled on him.

Boromir's eyes wandered over to Frodo every so often. His eyes never strayed far from the Ring, much to her dismay. The Ring was tempting him, and he was believing everything it whispered to him. "Legolas?" The elf looked down at her with a small smile. "Yes?" Lily lowered her voice a bit. "Can Gimli hear me if I talk this softly?" Legolas shook his head, not really understanding why she wanted to be so quiet. "I had a vision about Boromir," she whispered. The elf's eyes widened, and he looked at the steward of Gondor.

"Is he going to die?" Lily's face darkened and she nodded. "But Lady Galadriel said that I might be able to save him. I'm just not sure how I'm supposed to do that." Legolas looked at the steward, than at the girl in front of him. "How will it happen?" "The Fellowship is fighting some weird creatures. They're like orcs, but different. They were bigger. Stronger. Boromir was surrounded. He didn't stand a chance." She gazed at Boromir sadly. "He wants the Ring, but he's still a good man. Gondor needs him."

"We will save him," Legolas said firmly. Lily smiled. "When you say it like that, I believe you." She pulled him down for a kiss, but a shout from Aragorn stopped them. They looked up to see something amazing. Two statues stood in front of them, both of massive height. They each held out a hand as though to say, 'do not enter'. She heard Aragorn speaking, and saw him smile at Boromir. Her heart clenched painfully. Legolas saw her frown and kissed her hair. "Don't fret, little angel. He'll be fine."

Lily wished she could believe him, she really did. But she knew how tempting the Ring was. It tempted her constantly, promising her things such as safety, a way home, happiness...but she could never achieve happiness with her family dead. She could not save or avenge her family, but she could save Boromir. She had to save him. Not only did the Fellowship need him, but so did an entire kingdom. She refused to let a whole kingdom down. Boromir would return to Gondor, alive and well. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Thank you God," Lily muttered as they reached the shore. It was well into the afternoon, and the Fellowship needed a rest. Stepping onto the dry land, she smiled. "Dry land. Finally!" She smiled when she felt two arms wrap around her. "Lower your voice, mellon. We don't want our enemies to know where we are," he whispered. She shivered at the feeling of his breath on her skin. Noticing her reaction, he smiled and kissed her neck.

"Legolas, we're not exactly alone," she reminded him. He sighed, and let her go. "You are right. Get your pack, and follow me." Grabbing her pack, she followed him into the woods. They came to a small clearing, and put their things down. "We'll stay here tonight. I would not normally risk making a fire, but I doubt that it matters right now. The enemy must know of our location." Looking at Boromir, she felt her heart drop. He was missing. And seeing as how he followed Frodo everywhere, than the hobbit must be gone too.

Looking around, she groaned when her suspicions were confirmed. The other hobbits were talking merrily, their spirits lightened by the forest around them. Legolas was busy speaking with Aragorn, and Gimli was grumbling to himself. Standing up, she left the camp in search of her missing companions. 'Please don't let Boromir do anything stupid,' she pleaded silently. Walking through the woods, she listened for any sign of his location. But all was silent. "Boromir?" She froze when she heard his voice. Hiding behind a tree, she listened.

"None of us should wander off alone Frodo. You most of all." She felt smiled faintly, hope returning to her. He was concerned for Frodo, not after the Ring. "You're suffering. I see it every day." Lily frowned. She had noticed Frodo's pained eyes, but hadn't wanted to say anything. The next thing Boromir said shocked her. "Are you sure you do not suffer needlessly?" Her eyes widened. How could he say that? Of course Frodo didn't suffer needlessly! Her heart fell. He was after the Ring again.

"I know what you would say. And to me it would sound like wisdom if not for the warning in me heart," the hobbit answered defiantly. She smiled at Frodo's bravery, but she had heard the hint of fear in his voice. He knew what Boromir wanted, and was nervous of how far he might go to take the Ring. "Warning? What warning?" She heard the anger straining in Boromir's voice, and felt her pulse quicken. She heard Boromir step toward Frodo, but the hobbit stepped back. "Why do you shy from me? I am not thief!" She heard something thrown to the ground, and held back a gasp.

"I just want to help my people! Can I not just borrow the Ring?" Again she heard Frodo back away. 'Keep going Frodo. Just turn and run,' she thought to herself. "Why do you deny me the one weapon that could save all of Gondor?" Boromir's voice was becoming louder and more forceful. She looked out from her hiding spot, and watched in shock as he attacked Frodo. He grabbed for the ring, than for Frodo himself. "Boromir, stop it!" she screamed. But he paid no heed to her. She watched as Frodo backed away and put the Ring on. She gasped when the hobbit simply disappeared.

Boromir frowned. "I can see you! You will take the Ring to him! You will take it to Sauron, and he will destroy us all!" She saw some invisible force shove the man, and he slid down the small hill. "Curse you! Curse you and all your people!" he shouted. Sliding a bit further down the hill, he stumbled. Lily stepped out from her hiding spot, and stood behind him. "Frodo? Oh, what have I done? Frodo, come back! Frodo!" he shouted. "He's gone," Lily told him. He turned around, and his face twisted into one of anger.

"What are you doing here?" he demanded. Lily's face remained neutral. "I was making sure that you didn't harm Frodo," she answered coolly. Boromir stood up, leaves and foliage clinging to his cloak and hair. "I would not harm him! I simply wanted to speak with him!" Lily shook her head. "I heard and saw everything. You might have killed him if he didn't escape." The steward of Gondor's eyes filled with rage. "You lie! I would never harm one of the little ones!" Lily frowned. "You attacked him!" Boromir stepped toward him, his face an inch away from her's. "And what would you have done about it? You may have been an angel before, but you cannot save anyone now!"

Lily stared at him in shock. "I don't know why I care. Perhaps it's some reminisce of what I once was, but let me tell you something. You are going to die." Boromir paled and his eyes widened. "Y-you lie!" Lily's face remained placid. "I'm not lying. I saw you die, and I'm trying to save you. I don't know why though. You're almost under the Ring's complete control. Soon even Galadriel herself will not be able to help you." Boromir looked away, his eyes wide. "I did not mean to do what I did. I was so full of anger..."

Lily's face softened. "I know. The Ring tempts us all, but we must fight it. We must protect Frodo and destroy that evil thing." He nodded, still dazed. "And your vision?" Lily frowned. "I won't let it become a reality." Boromir looked up at her and smiled. Lily returned it, and moved to him. "Boromir---" His eyes widened, and he grabbed her and threw her to the ground. She looked up to see him fighting the creatures from her vision. Her eyes widened, and she reached for the dagger Galadriel had given her.

Holding it in front of her, she jabbed at anything that came near her. 'Great, give me a weapon that I don't know how to use!' She looked over to see how Boromir was doing. Considering the great odds against them, he was fairing pretty well. "Lily!" She spun around, only to feel something searing hot slice at her shoulder. She cried out and dropped her dagger. She clutched the wound, and saw blood seep between her fingers. "Lily!" She looked up to see Boromir fighting his way toward her.

"Boromir, watch out!" He dodged an attack, and quickly killed his enemy. "No!" Lily looked up to see her attacker holding a sword, preparing to kill her. She scooted back, only to stumble and fall. "Boromir!" She shut her eyes, waiting to feel the cold steel tear through her. A moment later, she opened her eyes to see it looking away from her. A loud sound filled the air, and Lily saw her rescuer blowing into a horn. Suddenly, Merry and Pippin burst into the clearing, followed by a wave of those vile creatures.

"Merry! Pippin!" The hobbits looked over at her, eyes wide. "Lily!" They fought their way to her, stabbing those in their way. "Lily!" Pippin knelt next to her while Merry fended off the attackers. "You're hurt!" Lily yelped and pulled Pippin to her. A sword just missed his curly haired head. He stared at her in shock. "Thanks!" She nodded. "No problem!" Boromir blew the horn again, and more of the monsters came. They were drastically out- numbered. Lily looked around, and watched with wide eyes as the leader drew an arrow.

"Boromir! Get down!" He ducked, and the arrow missed him. The leader roared in anger, and took out another arrow. "Boromir, keep dodging! Never stop moving around!" she shouted. She let out a cry as something lifted her up from behind. She was spun around, only to come face to face with one of the wretched monsters. It sneered at her, a lifted a dagger. He drew it back, and her eyes widened. "Legolas!" she screamed, and the monster rammed the knife into her. She gasped, her eyes wide.

"Lily!" She heard Legolas shouting, and grunted when the knife was ripped out of her. She stared at her attacked in shock, her mouth gaping. She turned around, seeing Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn fighting. Her eyes locked with his, and she opened her mouth to say something. "LILY!" the elf yelled. She looked around, and saw that Boromir was still alive. Her legs bucked and gave out, and she felt her attacked catch her and lift her up. Two other monsters grabbed Merry and Pippin, and suddenly everything was silent.

The fighting continued, and sword were clashing. But her friends were still alive. Boromir was still breathing and fighting. She had succeeded in saving him, just as she meant to. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion as the arms lifted her up, and cradled her tightly. She looked at Legolas, and saw him fighting through any who came near him. She reached out a hand to reach him, to somehow get to him. If she could get to him, than everything would be okay.

He beheaded a monster in front of him, and ran to her. He reached his hand out to her, and she could almost reach it. But than Legolas was jerked back violently, and struck. 'I was so close,' she thought as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The leader roared, and the rest of the monsters retreated. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn had been busy with their own problems when the horn was blown. They too had been attacked by the vicious Uruk-hai. (A.N.- Please let me know of I spelled that wrong!) Aragorn had let Frodo go, knowing that the fate of the world now rested in the hands of the small hobbit. They had rushed to Boromir's side as quickly as possible, only to find that it was nearly too late. Boromir was uninjured, but Lily had a bad gash on her shoulder.

Legolas looked on in horror as a large Uruk-hai grabbed her and stabbed her. Everything seemed to happened in slow motion from that moment. Lily's eyes were wide with shock, her mouth gaping. She grunted when the knife was torn out of her, blood quickly escaping the wound. She had called for him, and he had failed her. She met his gaze, her eyes filled with pain and fear. Her gaze than moved to Boromir, and they filled with relief. He was alive, and her vision was proved false. Meeting his gaze again, he saw the Uruk-hai roughly pick her up and move to leave.

"LILY!" Legolas fought everything in his way. He was focused on only one thing: getting to Lily. His once gentle, peaceful nature was forgotten. He was now a vicious killing machine, slaying everything in his path. He saw Lily lift her head, and reach her hand out to him. Her eyes were filled with such fear and hope that it only made him more determined. 'I'm coming Lily. I'm coming.' He beheaded the enemy in front of him, and reached out to her. He was so close. If he could just reach her, she would be safe in his arms. He was so close.

And than he was jerked backwards, and struck painfully. He stumbled, dazed, and watched as Lily finally lost consciousness. The leader roared, and the Uruk-hai began to retreat, taking Lily, Merry and Pippin with them. "Lily!" He moved to run after them, but Aragorn stopped him. "If we go after them now than we'll all die." Legolas shook his head. "They have Lily!" he shouted. Aragorn frowned. "I know, but if we follow them now than she'll die too."

"It's my fault!" Boromir cried. He fell to his knees and buried his head in his hands. "They took Lily and the little ones! It's all my fault!" Aragorn shook his head. "Nay, none of us could have prevented this." The ranger sighed. "Once we rest for a moment, than we will follow them." Gimli walked over to them. "What about Frodo and Sam? Surely we cannot abandon them!" Aragorn looked away. "Frodo must continue on without us. We cannot help him anymore. We are dangers to him." Legolas looked after the Uruk-hai in dismay. "Please make haste! The longer we wait, the longer it will take to find them!"

Aragorn pulled Boromir to his feet. "If you want to make amends, than help us to rescue Lily and the hobbits. We cannot leave them to torment and death." Boromir took in a shaky breath and nodded. "Yes. Our little angel has saved me, and now she needs to be saved. I owe her my life, and will not fail her now." Aragorn smiled. "Come than. Let us take only what we need, and hunt some orcs!" The others smiled and nodded. Legolas took what useable arrows he could find, and sighed.

'Wait for me Lily. I'm coming, I promise.'

Pippin looked at Lily in worry. She was still unconscious, and bleeding. Her skin had grown pale, and she looked feverish. "Lily..."

Saruman smiled from the tower. He had gotten the halflings and the human wench as requested. All was falling into place. With the Fellowship broken and the angel taken away, Frodo didn't stand a chance. He smiled thinly, his eyes cold as ever. Yes, everything was going along perfectly.