I should be working on my other fanfic at the moment but my plot bunnies are going crazy. If I don't write this I'll go nuts! I'm just that way. Also go and check out my other story "The Tree of enticing secrets" I don't own Lord of the rings. I'm just a poor student and I am not making any money off of this. This story takes place during the Fellowship of the Ring. Someone has a consuming hatred for our favorite ranger and wants him dead. So on with the story.

'Indicates thoughts'

The Fellowship had been traveling at a more leisurely pace for the past few days. No sign of the enemy had been spotted so Gandalf allowed them to slow down. Frodo was glad for he was exhausted and was not sleeping well. Sam and Frodo were in a deep discussion about food when Gandalf stopped.

"Well this looks like a good place to set up camp. It's shielded from unwanted eyes." said Gandalf. Aragorn and Legolas left to scout the area while the others plopped down on the ground. Sam quickly broke out the cooking supplies and began to prepare the meal.

Sam turned to Frodo, "Rest Mr. Frodo. I'll wake you when it's ready."

"Thanks Sam."

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Talon had been trailing the Fellowship for a good distance. He kept out of range of the elf's keen senses. He was clad in deep shades of green. A bow and quiver were on his back and a sword strapped to his side. His golden blond hair fell over his weathered face. He tracked his prey through the woods. He had been waiting for this day for twenty long years and now the time had come to exact his revenge. He took out an arrow laced in a tranquilizer and aimed at the shoulder of his unsuspecting target but changed his mind.

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Legolas and Aragorn met up in a small clearing close to camp. "The area is safe Aragorn."

"Good, I didn't find anything either. Let's return to camp." They walked into the tiny clearing were camp was located when Aragorn felt cold sharp metal against his neck and the point of a knife on his chest.

"Hello my Lord. It has been a long time since we last talked."

The rest of the fellowship turned towards the disturbance. Legolas aimed an arrow at Talon and the rest drew out their weapons.

"Drop your weapons or he dies right here!" Talon pressed the blade against Aragorn's neck and drew blood. Boromir turned to Gandalf with a questioning glance. "What do we do?" He whispered.

"You will release him at once!" Gandalf seemed to turn into a dark and menacing form. Pippin and Merry looked at each. They had only known the wizard to be kind and caring.

Talon stood there 'I never expected this. I should have moved sooner.' Talon whispered into Aragorn's ear. "We'll finish this later, friend." His voice was dripping with hatred. Aragorn knew that he was serious. Pain lanced his shoulder as Talon shoved the knife in up to the hilt. He cried out as the blade was twisted and then roughly pulled out. Talon pushed the ranger forward and ran as fast as he could into the bushes.

Aragorn stumbled and fell to the ground. He gasped in pain as he landed on his shoulder. Legolas and Boromir were the first to reach the ailing ranger.

"Estel!"

Boromir examined the wound. "The blade has gone all the way through his shoulder, but cut on his neck is not serious." Just then a sticky green substance caught his eye. "Gandalf come look at this!"

Gandalf examined the wound then the green sticky substance. "He has been poisoned with something." As Aragorn was lying against Legolas's shoulder the world became fuzzy. 'What has Talon done? I thought he was dead.' The hobbits watched in shock as Aragorn's eyes rolled back as consciousness fled him.

I hope you liked chapter one. Review please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is my first serious story. I will try to get the next chapter of "The Tree of Enticing Secrets" up as soon as I figure were to go with it. This is a work in progress. Also if you are a Babalyon 5 fan I have a story coming up for that too. It is mostly written already. I just have to type it. Thanks and please review.