~^~ The Failure ~^~
DISCLAIMER: The characters of LotR are not mine, there's only one creator and there are over 6 billions of residents on Earth, I think if the creator would ACTUALLY write a fan fiction he should claim his ownership instead of letting thousands of people disclaim it
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
Cstini: "I know that I'll be pleased with your ending, no matter what it is !" Are you sure this is what you wanted to say. The ending isn't really a pleasant one.
Endymion: Saruman is in Mordor, he hasn't left, including Sam and Frodo. Everything's still the same.
QTPie-2488: Oh, thanks! It feels really good to know that this story is holding someone's attention.
Aratlithiel: Yeah, Aragorn must hurry and for the incident in this chapter, the speed will probably wear out the whole army
Iorhael: I must congratulate you for having started another story! Does that mean that "Nasty Hobbitsess" is reaching the closure?
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Aragorn had gotten before the whole army and now rushed forward on his horse with Merry and Pippin close behind. Legolas and Gimli had joined the army too and were now close behind the two hobbits. The elves were fast riders too but the minds of the three-some from the fellowship brought them faster than anyone else.
The sun was setting and it was only matter of minutes before the darkness would overcome the land. Oropher who was the closest to the first ones encouraged his horse to run faster to reach Aragorn "Aragorn, the darkness is overwhelming our path. I suggest we halt here for the night"
Aragorn slowed down until his horse got to a walking pace, he shot a look behind himself to notice how weary the travellers were becoming "Yes, it's dangerous to travel in the night. We shall rest here, but I'm afraid I shall not rest. I will guard these weary people until dawn"
Pippin glanced at Merry and noticed that his cousin wasn't willing to stop, yet he halted with a great sigh "I hope this night won't get too long"
Pippin bit the bottom of his lip, he had the exact same hope "Let's hope"
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In Mordor complete darkness had already overcome if one couldn't say that it had lasted since the beginning. With the overwhelming darkness, the overwhelming chill embraced the fragile body that was captured in the lands of ashes and dust.
Frodo tried to seek any heat his body could possible possess by embracing himself. The attempt didn't bring much comfort and the hobbit couldn't by any chance dull the chill in his whole body.
"All of this has come to an end" Frodo muttered through clattering teeth "I have failed"
He had known about his failure since he was captured, but he had still held hope to be rescued. But now he couldn't believe there was any hope, though he had been left alone for hours there were other things that could be the cause of his death. His hunger, his pain, his sickness or simply his broken heart
. ~^~
Aragorn had positioned himself a bit farther from the group than one had intended. In his palm he held Arwen's gem. A faint, beautiful light reflected in his eyes as he kept staring at it and while he did he realized how much he missed his Elfish love. He wondered where she was. He once knew that the Rivendell's elves had set out to Lothlórien. All he wanted to know was about her whereabouts. Was she safe from the malice that had all of a sudden reached the lands that had been scarcely aware of the world's cruelty?
He just wanted to know where she was for now he knew nothing.
A soft chirp came from the air, audible for those who were awake but did not disturb the sleeping ones. Aragorn tore his attention from the gem and brought it to the small bird that was reaching him, a bluebird if Aragorn was not mistaken.
The bird dropped something heavy into his palm. It was too smooth to be a rock and too heavy to be a stone. Aragorn's attention reached his palm again to see something familiar, a simple gold ring. He had seen it before; in fact he had been that thing's companion.
He spent a long while staring at that thing.. That had brought so much malice to innocent lives, especially Frodo's. Finally he was able to tear his gaze from the ring. A hope was rebuilt in his heart as he gazed at the bird that had sat down in front of him
"He's still alive" Aragorn said, a hint of relief in his deeply concerned voice.
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Hate was the only thing that had now possessed Sam's body; hate, towards his former life and his former friend, Frodo, who was the only thing that held him from absolute power. With every second the hate grew more intense and darker
Newly awoken he raised himself from a cot that someone had laid him in. In the corner sat Saruman, eyeing the creature "You feel a bit foggy right now and I suggest you'll take some rest before you'll see our captor. I want you fully strong when you confront him"
"I have taken all rest I need, Master Saruman"
"The hate you hold within makes you impatient, little one" Saruman said as he rose from his seat "I assure you will meet our little enemy, but until then you should rest"
Sam knew that there was no way of getting Saruman to change his mind, so with a slight nod, he lay back down. Thinking of the sweet revenge he would soon fulfil.
Saruman left the room, and Sam was left with his thoughts, but soon his eyelids grew heavier and he fell into deep slumber.
~^~
Aragorn had decided to not inform anyone about the ring that he now held in his own possession. If he would, he would be risking danger of the ring's safety, including his own.
Just as the first sunrays peeked above the horizon, Aragorn rose to his feet. Legolas had already awoken and was now enjoying seeing the sun rise
Aragorn laid his palm upon the elf's shoulder just as he passed. The touch made Legolas break away from the sight that was now greeting the earth.
"Aragorn?" Legolas asked
Aragorn paused his walk and turned around to face the elf "Yes, Legolas?"
Legolas studied Aragorn's features, something was oddly out of place that he could not put his finger on, all he knew that he could sense some kind of fear and doubt from the heir of Gondor's crown
"If something was wrong or amiss, you would tell me?" Legolas asked
Aragorn gave Legolas a reassuring smile that lasted for a short time. Then he turned around. It was time to wake up the rest who was still asleep on that warm day.
Legolas decided to keep an eye on Aragorn, he could sense something amongst them.
~^~
Eight chapters are my record, are you going to let me break that? Oh, please review. And if there are lurkers out there who have reached this far, please drop me just a simple line, just so I know you've read this.
DISCLAIMER: The characters of LotR are not mine, there's only one creator and there are over 6 billions of residents on Earth, I think if the creator would ACTUALLY write a fan fiction he should claim his ownership instead of letting thousands of people disclaim it
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
Cstini: "I know that I'll be pleased with your ending, no matter what it is !" Are you sure this is what you wanted to say. The ending isn't really a pleasant one.
Endymion: Saruman is in Mordor, he hasn't left, including Sam and Frodo. Everything's still the same.
QTPie-2488: Oh, thanks! It feels really good to know that this story is holding someone's attention.
Aratlithiel: Yeah, Aragorn must hurry and for the incident in this chapter, the speed will probably wear out the whole army
Iorhael: I must congratulate you for having started another story! Does that mean that "Nasty Hobbitsess" is reaching the closure?
~^~
Aragorn had gotten before the whole army and now rushed forward on his horse with Merry and Pippin close behind. Legolas and Gimli had joined the army too and were now close behind the two hobbits. The elves were fast riders too but the minds of the three-some from the fellowship brought them faster than anyone else.
The sun was setting and it was only matter of minutes before the darkness would overcome the land. Oropher who was the closest to the first ones encouraged his horse to run faster to reach Aragorn "Aragorn, the darkness is overwhelming our path. I suggest we halt here for the night"
Aragorn slowed down until his horse got to a walking pace, he shot a look behind himself to notice how weary the travellers were becoming "Yes, it's dangerous to travel in the night. We shall rest here, but I'm afraid I shall not rest. I will guard these weary people until dawn"
Pippin glanced at Merry and noticed that his cousin wasn't willing to stop, yet he halted with a great sigh "I hope this night won't get too long"
Pippin bit the bottom of his lip, he had the exact same hope "Let's hope"
~^~
In Mordor complete darkness had already overcome if one couldn't say that it had lasted since the beginning. With the overwhelming darkness, the overwhelming chill embraced the fragile body that was captured in the lands of ashes and dust.
Frodo tried to seek any heat his body could possible possess by embracing himself. The attempt didn't bring much comfort and the hobbit couldn't by any chance dull the chill in his whole body.
"All of this has come to an end" Frodo muttered through clattering teeth "I have failed"
He had known about his failure since he was captured, but he had still held hope to be rescued. But now he couldn't believe there was any hope, though he had been left alone for hours there were other things that could be the cause of his death. His hunger, his pain, his sickness or simply his broken heart
. ~^~
Aragorn had positioned himself a bit farther from the group than one had intended. In his palm he held Arwen's gem. A faint, beautiful light reflected in his eyes as he kept staring at it and while he did he realized how much he missed his Elfish love. He wondered where she was. He once knew that the Rivendell's elves had set out to Lothlórien. All he wanted to know was about her whereabouts. Was she safe from the malice that had all of a sudden reached the lands that had been scarcely aware of the world's cruelty?
He just wanted to know where she was for now he knew nothing.
A soft chirp came from the air, audible for those who were awake but did not disturb the sleeping ones. Aragorn tore his attention from the gem and brought it to the small bird that was reaching him, a bluebird if Aragorn was not mistaken.
The bird dropped something heavy into his palm. It was too smooth to be a rock and too heavy to be a stone. Aragorn's attention reached his palm again to see something familiar, a simple gold ring. He had seen it before; in fact he had been that thing's companion.
He spent a long while staring at that thing.. That had brought so much malice to innocent lives, especially Frodo's. Finally he was able to tear his gaze from the ring. A hope was rebuilt in his heart as he gazed at the bird that had sat down in front of him
"He's still alive" Aragorn said, a hint of relief in his deeply concerned voice.
~^~
Hate was the only thing that had now possessed Sam's body; hate, towards his former life and his former friend, Frodo, who was the only thing that held him from absolute power. With every second the hate grew more intense and darker
Newly awoken he raised himself from a cot that someone had laid him in. In the corner sat Saruman, eyeing the creature "You feel a bit foggy right now and I suggest you'll take some rest before you'll see our captor. I want you fully strong when you confront him"
"I have taken all rest I need, Master Saruman"
"The hate you hold within makes you impatient, little one" Saruman said as he rose from his seat "I assure you will meet our little enemy, but until then you should rest"
Sam knew that there was no way of getting Saruman to change his mind, so with a slight nod, he lay back down. Thinking of the sweet revenge he would soon fulfil.
Saruman left the room, and Sam was left with his thoughts, but soon his eyelids grew heavier and he fell into deep slumber.
~^~
Aragorn had decided to not inform anyone about the ring that he now held in his own possession. If he would, he would be risking danger of the ring's safety, including his own.
Just as the first sunrays peeked above the horizon, Aragorn rose to his feet. Legolas had already awoken and was now enjoying seeing the sun rise
Aragorn laid his palm upon the elf's shoulder just as he passed. The touch made Legolas break away from the sight that was now greeting the earth.
"Aragorn?" Legolas asked
Aragorn paused his walk and turned around to face the elf "Yes, Legolas?"
Legolas studied Aragorn's features, something was oddly out of place that he could not put his finger on, all he knew that he could sense some kind of fear and doubt from the heir of Gondor's crown
"If something was wrong or amiss, you would tell me?" Legolas asked
Aragorn gave Legolas a reassuring smile that lasted for a short time. Then he turned around. It was time to wake up the rest who was still asleep on that warm day.
Legolas decided to keep an eye on Aragorn, he could sense something amongst them.
~^~
Eight chapters are my record, are you going to let me break that? Oh, please review. And if there are lurkers out there who have reached this far, please drop me just a simple line, just so I know you've read this.
