~^~ The Failure ~^~

DISCLAIMER: Don't own the LotR characters, but if they're for sale call me at +354....

SUMMARY: Frodo is captured by Saruman who wants to claim the ring, but.. Where is the one ring? Just read and see.. (Reviews would be really appreciated)

RATED: R, for dark themes, violence, abuse and some angst-y subjects

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Endymion: There's no need to be sorry for criticism, actually I like that. Truth CAN hurt but truth CAN also help. Sometimes we just need to face the reality!! (Probably not on f"FICTION".net,). And I'm really familiar with the "Yelling at children" I think it's the only way to reach them nowadays. LOL.

Iorhael: Heh, actually I couldn't remember the quote verbally - but I did remember it vaguely, so I just looked it up in my 'Review history'. I'm sorry but I have the memory of a goldfish, but I did remember asking you a similar question. And I totally agree, it's difficult to write a story with not an accurate plot in mind. And sometimes when I post something I get a better idea when it's too late.

Aelfigu: Sam? Hmm.. Sorry I guess I'll have to keep it a secret for a little bit longer. I suppose it'll come out near the end and I suppose the ending should be very near since I'm not really good at this "Frodo angst" and the plot I had in the beginning wasn't as big as I thought. I'm in dire need of some ideas.

Cstini: Thank you! I thought the three-some above were the only one who read and wrote the "R" category. LOL. Just kidding. Welcome!

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The dust of the earth whirled around the horse's hooves as it gracefully ambled along the road. The rider would be presumed even more graceful than the beautiful horse he was riding. The fair cloak he wore were not made anywhere than by Elfish hands and the beauty of the rider himself was the verification that this man could not be anything else than an elf.

When the rider and his horse arrived the white city they were heading for. People dropped their activities to watch the stranger make his way through the busy streets of Ithilien. In the outskirts of the middle town, the white tower stood in all its glory

"Who is he?" A numerous whispers were heard when the elf had passed. The elf had keen ears and could hear the voices though he would be considered out of earshot. If it wasn't for the emergency of the message he was delivering he would had stopped and introduced himself

When approaching the gate, he smoothly slipped of his horse and faced the guard that was patrolling the gate "I am Oropher son of Elendil from Lothlórien. I wish to see Aragorn"

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It took nearly all the strength he had to get himself upon his two shaky limbs, when he rose the feeling of nausea and dizziness overwhelmed him, stumbling over he reached the window. His pale face and pained eyes connected with the creature ones that was sitting on the windowsill.

"Yo-u came" Frodo's voice hitched as he reached out to touch the small bird that was sitting in the freedom beyond the bars.

The bird purred lightly as it jumped a bit closer and Frodo saw it. The bird held the Ring between its beak, like it was offering it to him, it jumped closer as Frodo reached out. His mind and body itching to get the Ring, just a few inches closer and he would feel safe again.

But the thought struck him when he realized that he was in Mordor, the home of Sauron and the Ring was trying to get back to his master. He had no choice; the Ring would be taken away from him.

When he nearly touched the Ring he pulled back "No!"

Frodo watched the bird that gazed at him. In innocent it jumped closer "Stay away" Frodo warned

Frodo faced the floor while the bird held its position. Frodo raised his head again, tears running down his face "You'll have to take it away. The Ring will not be safe here. Neither with me or Saruman" He spoke sadly "Take it to Strider - Aragorn for he shall know what to do"

For seemed like ages the bird still held its position, waiting for the Ring bearer to change his mind, but no other words were spoken. With a small cry the bird flew away, leaving Frodo to watch it until it disappeared

"I will never fly again" Frodo whispered. He spent few seconds trying to control his cry but not avail, his knees trembled and he dropped to the ground, crying.

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Aragorn wondered while he approached the elf if he should just turn around and run. The elf's features were troubled and Aragorn knew that the trouble concerned him somehow.

"Aragorn?" The elf gave a slight nod along his greeting

"Yes, I am" Aragorn answered "What brings you to me?"

"I am Oropher. Lady Galadríel sent me. I am afraid I have some bad news.. Concerning the Ring bearer's quest" Oropher trailed off, waiting for a reaction from the man that stood in front of him.

"Frodo?" Aragorn muttered, "Tell me what has become of him. Did he pass into the shadow world?" Aragorn placed his hand on the elf's shoulder, desperately waiting for an answer.

"No" Oropher said, "He's a prisoner in Mordor. Where Saruman is his captor"

"The Ring.." Aragorn started

"The Ring has not come to Saruman's possession but none know where it may be found" Oropher spoke, "Only one knows where the Ring hides"

"Frodo" Aragorn stated, "We shall have to get him back, the whole fate of Middle-Earth is on that hobbit's shoulders"

"It will be very difficult" Oropher stated

"We have to keep the hope, for it will be taken away if the Ring passes into evil hands" Aragorn said

"An army with hope" Oropher whispered

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-TBC-

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