Chapter 20- AIYEE! Uruk-hai! And mucho bad stuff! So sad....
"AAAHHH!!! The huge statues of doom are gonna kill us!!" Jamie yelled, and clung to Matt, who instantly jumped away.
"They are not 'statues of doom.' These are the Argonath. The statues of my ancestors....my kin." Aragorn said quietly.
"The kings of old." Arwen said from her seat behind the heir to the throne of Gondor. Aragorn turned to look at her incredulously.
"How did you know that?" he asked. Erica's eyes widened and she shook her head.
"I...I don't know."
"Ha, she probably made it up, just so she could look good. We all know how much you two are in love," Boromir said scathingly, and snorted derisively.
"How rud! At least someone loves Aragorn, unlike what you can say for yourself." Nuavar shot back at him. Boromir looked at her in surprise.
"How do you know that?" then he blew a kiss to Kristen, in another boat, who smiled and waved flirtatiously.
"KRISTEN?!? AND BOROMIR?!?!" Jamie exclaimed, and keeled over in shock. Matt stared from Kristen, to Boromir, back to Kristen, and then to Jamie, and keeled over right on top of him.
"Eeewww, nasty." Jordan said. Gimli understood her joke and pointed and laughed at the two Men who were in his canoe thing.
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A while later, the personship landed safely on the shore of Nen Hithoel. (I think that's what it's called). The hobbits crawled out and all of them except Frodo instantly fell asleep beside Jordan, Kristen, Jamie, and Matt. Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Nuavar, Arwen, and Boromir stayed awake to discuss their position.
"We're screwed." Nuavar pointed out right away. Boromir gave her a sideways glance.
"Thank you for pointing out that quite obvious fact, Elf lady." he said.
"Everyone should get some rest. We leave as soon as it is dark enough." Aragorn decided. The others began to get some food ready.
"Umm...excuse me, but where is Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked a while later when he had woken up.
"Frodo!! FRODO!!! No, he can't be gone, he was so cute!" Nuavar screeched as she ran around the camp looking for the hobbit.
"He was also carrying the Ring of Power, which is what this personship is meant to destroy," Arwen added dryly.
"Yeah, that too. Aww, but he was so CUTE!" Nuavar argued.
"Boromir." Aragorn whispered.
"Eh? What's that?" Arwen asked.
"Boromir is gone also. We must find them, Frodo might be in danger!"
"Oh no, we're coming Frodo you cute little blighter!" Nuavar exclaimed as she picked up her bow and strapped on a quiver of arrows. Legolas did likewise, and Arwen and Aragorn checked their swords. The four set out to find Boromir and Frodo, leaving the rest of the personship around the campfire.
~*~ MeAnWhIlE ~*~
"Frodo! Wait!" Boromir called to the small figure of a running midget. Frodo stopped and turned around, shaking. He clutched the Ring in one white-knuckled hand.
"Stop yourself, Boromir. It is the lure of the Ring. Please stop!" When Frodo realized that Boromir wasn't going to stop, he sighed in exasperation and stuck the ring on his finger.
"Frodo? Where the hell did that little bugger go? FRODO! I want the stupid ring! It's for Kristen, as an engagement present!!" Boromir yelled into the empty woods. "I want her to marry me!" he sobbed and sank to his knees, knowing now that once the others found out about this there was no way Kristen would want to marry him.
"Hogdangit!" he muttered, and started making a ring out of a bunch of twigs and grass.
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Frodo reappeared somewhere away from Boromir. He was totally freaked out about his experience of having the Sauron speak to him yet again. Then as he turned around and saw himself staring at four pairs of traveling boots, he jumped three feet in the air with a yell.
"AIYEE!"
"No, wait Frodo, it's just us! Where's Boromir?" Aragorn asked. Arwen stood beside him, with Legolas and Nuavar flanking them, bows at the ready for any sign of danger.
"He tried to take the Ring," Frodo whispered brokenly, staring at the elves and Man with wide, frightened eyes.
"I KNEW he was bad news. How on earth could Kristen bring herself to be in love with that guy?" Arwen exclaimed, heaving a huge theatrical sigh.
"Arwen, this is not the time," Legolas chided Erica, who glared at him but was quiet.
"Frodo, how could you think we would take the Ring?" Nuavar asked. She looked hurt that the cute little hobbit would think her capable of evil.
"We swore that we would protect you," put in Arwen.
"Frodo, we would go with you to the very fires of Mount Doom." Aragorn declared, kneeling somberly in front of the hobbit and closing Frodo's hand, which held the One Ring.
"We had better get back to the others," Legolas said. He was getting jumpy.
"Frodo will not be coming with us," Aragorn said. Erica and Morgan had known this already, but to Legolas it came as a shock. Frodo gave the four a last look and then turned to walk away.
"WAIT!" Morgan and Erica both yelled. Frodo turned around with a knowing smile and was bowled over from the two girls' bone-crushing hugs.
"You are so cute, Frodo!" Morgan exclaimed.
"We'll always think of you. Go destroy that dumb old ring," Erica added with a huge grin.
"Goodbye, Elven ladies. You will be in my heart always." With that, Frodo melted away into the bushes.
"I can't believe he's gone, just *poof*, like that." Nuavar said sadly. Arwen nodded.
"ORCS!" yelled Legolas suddenly.
"STOP YELLING IN MY EAR!" Nuavar shot back. Sure enough, a large group of orcs was very close, and Aragorn and Arwen already had their swords drawn.
"Damn, I hate those ugly things," Arwen commented before raising her sword and charging at the orcs with a war cry. Aragorn looked at Nuavar, who shrugged and began shooting arrows at the orcs along with Legolas. Aragorn sighed to himself and joined Arwen.
"Owie owie owie owie!" shrieked Nuavar suddenly. An orc arrow had grazed her thigh, but after her initial outbreak, she managed to balance on one leg and continue killing the ugly dudes.
~*~SoMeWhErE eLsE~*~
Back at the main camp, Kristen, Jordan, Matt, Jamie, Pam, and Sam the hobbit were all wide awake. They wondered where almost half of their personship, including the Ringbearer, had disappeared to.
"Maybe they went to find some cool-looking twigs." Jamie suggested.
"Dude, there's a twig right here!" Jordan said, pointing to Kristen. (Who, by the way, is very skinny and commonly called Twiggy, but not by me).
"How rud! I'm going to find Merry and Pippin." Kristen exclaimed.
"Ooo! I'll go with you!" Pam exclaimed, and hopped up to follow the High Priestess of the little people.
"I am off to catch up with Mister Frodo. Gandalf told me to keep an eye on him, after all." Sam announced. He tried to leave alone, but was followed by Jordan, Matt, and Jamie, who pestered him with annoying questions.
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"Uh oh, Boromir, we're in trouble." Merry said to the tall Man standing before him and Pippin. Boromir turned around and saw all the orcs.
"Get the Halflings!" cried the leader. Boromir stood protectively in front of the hobbits and managed to blow his special horn thing a few times before needing to use both hands for fighting off the orcs.
Boromir had cut down over a dozen of the Uruk-hai before the leader shot an arrow into his chest. He kept fighting, and yelled a curse at the stupid orcs, before he was shot twice more and finally fell to his knees.
"Boromir!" screeched Kristen. She and Pam had watched the fight unfold, and now she ran to the fallen man.
"I love you, Boromir, although you are a stubborn old fool." she whispered, and kissed him once before the orcs grabbed her, Pam, and the hobbits and ran off.
Boromir was left alone with the leader of the Uruk-hai, who was about to kill him, before someone smashed into his back with a strong force.
"Aragorn," Boromir managed as he watched the other Man kill the orc.
"Boromir. I shall get these arrows out of you. You will be all right," Aragorn panted as he tried to pull out one of the arrows with a hand covered in orc blood. Boromir grabbed his hand.
"Don't. My time has come. Please, tell Kristen not to cry too much. Goodbye, my brother....my captain.....my King." then Boromir wheezed once and coughed up some blood before he closed his eyes forever. Aragorn bowed his head in pain. Just then the other three ran up.
"He is gone?" Legolas asked quietly. Aragorn nodded without turning around. Arwen burst into tears and flung herself onto Boromir's chest, being careful not to touch any of the arrows. She sobbed hysterically. Nuavar never cried, so for her, being misty-eyed was a show of great personal grief.
"Arwen, do not cry. He died in great honor and will be remembered in legend and song," Aragorn tried to console the tough-spirited elf. Erica looked at him through a haze of tears.
'He doesn't know that I've never seen anything like this before. I'm not of this land, I'm not really and elf, I can't be! I don't belong here. There is too much danger, and I'm just some girl going to high school.'
"But he is still dead." was what she finally said. Aragorn must have realized that Arwen had never seen a man killed in cold blood before, and softened. However, he was still a Ranger, a hardened man who excelled at fighting and killing. He had no idea how to comfort a beautiful woman.
Luckily, Morgan came once again to his aid. She positioned herself in Aragorn's line of sight and hugged Legolas tightly. Legolas was totally blown away by this, and hesitantly put his arms around Nuavar. She grinned over the blond elf's shoulder at the Ranger.
Aragorn took the hint and tenderly gathered Arwen in his arms. She looked into his eyes in surprise, then managed a shaky grin and crushed his muscular body to her slimmer but also strong one. Aragorn's eyes lit up with wonder as he realized what he was doing: making someone feel better, instead of killing them!
He took it one step further, and gently untangled himself from Erica's embrace. Then he leaned forward and brushed his lips against her pale trembling ones. Brushing his hand over her soft dark brown hair, he stood up and walked over to Nuavar and Legolas. Arwen soon stood up also and followed him over.
The casual observer could see the clear definition between the two couples, even if they couldn't. Legolas stood as close as possible to Nuavar, who had unconsciously laid her hand on his arm. Arwen was leaning her head dispiritedly on Aragorn's shoulder.
"We must find Merry, Pippin, and the two others," Legolas said determinedly. Aragorn nodded.
'Let's go hunt some orc." he declared. The two women seemed to regain some energy at this idea, and checked that they had everything needed for long days on the road.
"Where's Gimli?" Legolas asked suddenly. He and the tiny dwarf had become quite good chums.
"I dunno," Arwen said after looking around. Suddenly all four heard a crashing noise in the underbrush, and a blurred cannonball seemed to fly out.
"Youse all aren't leaving without a good sturdy dwarf along!" Gimli exclaimed. Nuavar actually laughed out loud, and everyone else grinned at the optimistic dwarf. They headed off in the direction the Uruk-hai had taken after giving Boromir a decent burial in one of their leafy canoes and sending him off down the river in an honorable fashion.
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"Oh Mister Frodo, it seems so far away," Sam said when the four had stopped in an area of many rocks. Frodo followed his friend's gaze to the distant shadow of Mount Doom.
"We will make it, my good Sam. We can do it."
"No we can't!" Jamie whined. He and Matt were slouched on the ground, while Jordan was up and ready to go along with the hobbits.
"We're gonna get killed!" added Matt. Jordan got mad and bonked them on the head with a rock. The hopped up and obediently followed the other three.
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A/N: YAY! The first part of the trilogy is finally done!!! It's kind of veering away from the original insanity that it was, but I think that will all change once Morgan gets off her butt and writes a chapter, lol. Read and review, as always. Since we've had no flamers, Jamie wins the dumbest flamer award for the second time running. We love everybody, reviewers, flamers, and readers who are too lazy to review!
"AAAHHH!!! The huge statues of doom are gonna kill us!!" Jamie yelled, and clung to Matt, who instantly jumped away.
"They are not 'statues of doom.' These are the Argonath. The statues of my ancestors....my kin." Aragorn said quietly.
"The kings of old." Arwen said from her seat behind the heir to the throne of Gondor. Aragorn turned to look at her incredulously.
"How did you know that?" he asked. Erica's eyes widened and she shook her head.
"I...I don't know."
"Ha, she probably made it up, just so she could look good. We all know how much you two are in love," Boromir said scathingly, and snorted derisively.
"How rud! At least someone loves Aragorn, unlike what you can say for yourself." Nuavar shot back at him. Boromir looked at her in surprise.
"How do you know that?" then he blew a kiss to Kristen, in another boat, who smiled and waved flirtatiously.
"KRISTEN?!? AND BOROMIR?!?!" Jamie exclaimed, and keeled over in shock. Matt stared from Kristen, to Boromir, back to Kristen, and then to Jamie, and keeled over right on top of him.
"Eeewww, nasty." Jordan said. Gimli understood her joke and pointed and laughed at the two Men who were in his canoe thing.
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A while later, the personship landed safely on the shore of Nen Hithoel. (I think that's what it's called). The hobbits crawled out and all of them except Frodo instantly fell asleep beside Jordan, Kristen, Jamie, and Matt. Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Nuavar, Arwen, and Boromir stayed awake to discuss their position.
"We're screwed." Nuavar pointed out right away. Boromir gave her a sideways glance.
"Thank you for pointing out that quite obvious fact, Elf lady." he said.
"Everyone should get some rest. We leave as soon as it is dark enough." Aragorn decided. The others began to get some food ready.
"Umm...excuse me, but where is Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked a while later when he had woken up.
"Frodo!! FRODO!!! No, he can't be gone, he was so cute!" Nuavar screeched as she ran around the camp looking for the hobbit.
"He was also carrying the Ring of Power, which is what this personship is meant to destroy," Arwen added dryly.
"Yeah, that too. Aww, but he was so CUTE!" Nuavar argued.
"Boromir." Aragorn whispered.
"Eh? What's that?" Arwen asked.
"Boromir is gone also. We must find them, Frodo might be in danger!"
"Oh no, we're coming Frodo you cute little blighter!" Nuavar exclaimed as she picked up her bow and strapped on a quiver of arrows. Legolas did likewise, and Arwen and Aragorn checked their swords. The four set out to find Boromir and Frodo, leaving the rest of the personship around the campfire.
~*~ MeAnWhIlE ~*~
"Frodo! Wait!" Boromir called to the small figure of a running midget. Frodo stopped and turned around, shaking. He clutched the Ring in one white-knuckled hand.
"Stop yourself, Boromir. It is the lure of the Ring. Please stop!" When Frodo realized that Boromir wasn't going to stop, he sighed in exasperation and stuck the ring on his finger.
"Frodo? Where the hell did that little bugger go? FRODO! I want the stupid ring! It's for Kristen, as an engagement present!!" Boromir yelled into the empty woods. "I want her to marry me!" he sobbed and sank to his knees, knowing now that once the others found out about this there was no way Kristen would want to marry him.
"Hogdangit!" he muttered, and started making a ring out of a bunch of twigs and grass.
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Frodo reappeared somewhere away from Boromir. He was totally freaked out about his experience of having the Sauron speak to him yet again. Then as he turned around and saw himself staring at four pairs of traveling boots, he jumped three feet in the air with a yell.
"AIYEE!"
"No, wait Frodo, it's just us! Where's Boromir?" Aragorn asked. Arwen stood beside him, with Legolas and Nuavar flanking them, bows at the ready for any sign of danger.
"He tried to take the Ring," Frodo whispered brokenly, staring at the elves and Man with wide, frightened eyes.
"I KNEW he was bad news. How on earth could Kristen bring herself to be in love with that guy?" Arwen exclaimed, heaving a huge theatrical sigh.
"Arwen, this is not the time," Legolas chided Erica, who glared at him but was quiet.
"Frodo, how could you think we would take the Ring?" Nuavar asked. She looked hurt that the cute little hobbit would think her capable of evil.
"We swore that we would protect you," put in Arwen.
"Frodo, we would go with you to the very fires of Mount Doom." Aragorn declared, kneeling somberly in front of the hobbit and closing Frodo's hand, which held the One Ring.
"We had better get back to the others," Legolas said. He was getting jumpy.
"Frodo will not be coming with us," Aragorn said. Erica and Morgan had known this already, but to Legolas it came as a shock. Frodo gave the four a last look and then turned to walk away.
"WAIT!" Morgan and Erica both yelled. Frodo turned around with a knowing smile and was bowled over from the two girls' bone-crushing hugs.
"You are so cute, Frodo!" Morgan exclaimed.
"We'll always think of you. Go destroy that dumb old ring," Erica added with a huge grin.
"Goodbye, Elven ladies. You will be in my heart always." With that, Frodo melted away into the bushes.
"I can't believe he's gone, just *poof*, like that." Nuavar said sadly. Arwen nodded.
"ORCS!" yelled Legolas suddenly.
"STOP YELLING IN MY EAR!" Nuavar shot back. Sure enough, a large group of orcs was very close, and Aragorn and Arwen already had their swords drawn.
"Damn, I hate those ugly things," Arwen commented before raising her sword and charging at the orcs with a war cry. Aragorn looked at Nuavar, who shrugged and began shooting arrows at the orcs along with Legolas. Aragorn sighed to himself and joined Arwen.
"Owie owie owie owie!" shrieked Nuavar suddenly. An orc arrow had grazed her thigh, but after her initial outbreak, she managed to balance on one leg and continue killing the ugly dudes.
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Back at the main camp, Kristen, Jordan, Matt, Jamie, Pam, and Sam the hobbit were all wide awake. They wondered where almost half of their personship, including the Ringbearer, had disappeared to.
"Maybe they went to find some cool-looking twigs." Jamie suggested.
"Dude, there's a twig right here!" Jordan said, pointing to Kristen. (Who, by the way, is very skinny and commonly called Twiggy, but not by me).
"How rud! I'm going to find Merry and Pippin." Kristen exclaimed.
"Ooo! I'll go with you!" Pam exclaimed, and hopped up to follow the High Priestess of the little people.
"I am off to catch up with Mister Frodo. Gandalf told me to keep an eye on him, after all." Sam announced. He tried to leave alone, but was followed by Jordan, Matt, and Jamie, who pestered him with annoying questions.
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"Uh oh, Boromir, we're in trouble." Merry said to the tall Man standing before him and Pippin. Boromir turned around and saw all the orcs.
"Get the Halflings!" cried the leader. Boromir stood protectively in front of the hobbits and managed to blow his special horn thing a few times before needing to use both hands for fighting off the orcs.
Boromir had cut down over a dozen of the Uruk-hai before the leader shot an arrow into his chest. He kept fighting, and yelled a curse at the stupid orcs, before he was shot twice more and finally fell to his knees.
"Boromir!" screeched Kristen. She and Pam had watched the fight unfold, and now she ran to the fallen man.
"I love you, Boromir, although you are a stubborn old fool." she whispered, and kissed him once before the orcs grabbed her, Pam, and the hobbits and ran off.
Boromir was left alone with the leader of the Uruk-hai, who was about to kill him, before someone smashed into his back with a strong force.
"Aragorn," Boromir managed as he watched the other Man kill the orc.
"Boromir. I shall get these arrows out of you. You will be all right," Aragorn panted as he tried to pull out one of the arrows with a hand covered in orc blood. Boromir grabbed his hand.
"Don't. My time has come. Please, tell Kristen not to cry too much. Goodbye, my brother....my captain.....my King." then Boromir wheezed once and coughed up some blood before he closed his eyes forever. Aragorn bowed his head in pain. Just then the other three ran up.
"He is gone?" Legolas asked quietly. Aragorn nodded without turning around. Arwen burst into tears and flung herself onto Boromir's chest, being careful not to touch any of the arrows. She sobbed hysterically. Nuavar never cried, so for her, being misty-eyed was a show of great personal grief.
"Arwen, do not cry. He died in great honor and will be remembered in legend and song," Aragorn tried to console the tough-spirited elf. Erica looked at him through a haze of tears.
'He doesn't know that I've never seen anything like this before. I'm not of this land, I'm not really and elf, I can't be! I don't belong here. There is too much danger, and I'm just some girl going to high school.'
"But he is still dead." was what she finally said. Aragorn must have realized that Arwen had never seen a man killed in cold blood before, and softened. However, he was still a Ranger, a hardened man who excelled at fighting and killing. He had no idea how to comfort a beautiful woman.
Luckily, Morgan came once again to his aid. She positioned herself in Aragorn's line of sight and hugged Legolas tightly. Legolas was totally blown away by this, and hesitantly put his arms around Nuavar. She grinned over the blond elf's shoulder at the Ranger.
Aragorn took the hint and tenderly gathered Arwen in his arms. She looked into his eyes in surprise, then managed a shaky grin and crushed his muscular body to her slimmer but also strong one. Aragorn's eyes lit up with wonder as he realized what he was doing: making someone feel better, instead of killing them!
He took it one step further, and gently untangled himself from Erica's embrace. Then he leaned forward and brushed his lips against her pale trembling ones. Brushing his hand over her soft dark brown hair, he stood up and walked over to Nuavar and Legolas. Arwen soon stood up also and followed him over.
The casual observer could see the clear definition between the two couples, even if they couldn't. Legolas stood as close as possible to Nuavar, who had unconsciously laid her hand on his arm. Arwen was leaning her head dispiritedly on Aragorn's shoulder.
"We must find Merry, Pippin, and the two others," Legolas said determinedly. Aragorn nodded.
'Let's go hunt some orc." he declared. The two women seemed to regain some energy at this idea, and checked that they had everything needed for long days on the road.
"Where's Gimli?" Legolas asked suddenly. He and the tiny dwarf had become quite good chums.
"I dunno," Arwen said after looking around. Suddenly all four heard a crashing noise in the underbrush, and a blurred cannonball seemed to fly out.
"Youse all aren't leaving without a good sturdy dwarf along!" Gimli exclaimed. Nuavar actually laughed out loud, and everyone else grinned at the optimistic dwarf. They headed off in the direction the Uruk-hai had taken after giving Boromir a decent burial in one of their leafy canoes and sending him off down the river in an honorable fashion.
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"Oh Mister Frodo, it seems so far away," Sam said when the four had stopped in an area of many rocks. Frodo followed his friend's gaze to the distant shadow of Mount Doom.
"We will make it, my good Sam. We can do it."
"No we can't!" Jamie whined. He and Matt were slouched on the ground, while Jordan was up and ready to go along with the hobbits.
"We're gonna get killed!" added Matt. Jordan got mad and bonked them on the head with a rock. The hopped up and obediently followed the other three.
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A/N: YAY! The first part of the trilogy is finally done!!! It's kind of veering away from the original insanity that it was, but I think that will all change once Morgan gets off her butt and writes a chapter, lol. Read and review, as always. Since we've had no flamers, Jamie wins the dumbest flamer award for the second time running. We love everybody, reviewers, flamers, and readers who are too lazy to review!