DISCLAIMER: my allowance is not big enough for me to own Lord of the Rings. I can afford Gwen though, because she was free. So she is mine.
Why did Frodo just have to go and disappear like that? And where did Boromir go? You don't just wander off like that, thought Gwen, slightly irritated as she tramped through the forest. She did not like that place at all and didn't exactly feel like wandering around looking for them. You would think that Frodo, having the fate of Middle Earth and all weighing on his shoulders, would try to stay close and try to avoid getting himself lost or killed. Boromir I can understand, but not Frodo, Gwen thought. She stopped behind a tree to rest. Her legs still felt all Jell-O – y because of sitting in the boat for so long. A branch snapped to her left and she jumped.
" Frodo, if that is you, you had better get – uh oh," she said. It wasn't Frodo, or Boromir. It was a large and scary looking orc!
" Oh, not again!" she yelled as she pulled out her sword, ready to take the orc out. Ten more orcs came into view.
" I'm in trouble," she said to herself. Without a second thought, she began running. A little to her left she could hear the sound of battle. She burst into the clearing in time to see an orc sneak up on Legolas.
" Legolas, move yourself!" she yelled as she launched one of her daggers at the orc, snuffing out it's life. Legolas gave her a nod and continued fighting. Gwen went about with her sword, killing the orcs. One came at her from the side. She kicked it in the jaw with her foot, then ran it through. As she was turning to face another orc, she felt a ribbon of hot, searing pain rip down her back. She screamed and turned on the orc, attacking it with all her strength. Gwen didn't like getting hurt, so she was really quite furious. She swung her sword to the side, knocking the orc's head neatly from his shoulders.
" Stupid orc, you ripped my new cloak!!" se yelled angrily at the dead orc angrily. She then stalked off to vent her fury on other orcs. She strolled up next to Legolas who was sniping with his bow and arrow.
" That's a good shot! Hey, that one has Aragorn pinned to a tree! Take him out!" she said. Legolas complied. A loud horn blast echoed through the trees.
Legolas turned. " The Horn of Gondor!"
Boromir!" gasped Aragorn as he shoved past them and began running down the hill towards the horn. Gwen went to follow him but was cut off by another orc. After a few more minutes of fighting, all the orcs were either dead or retreating. Gwen dropped her sword wearily and turned to try to see her back. It was rather difficult and just made it hurt more.
" Gwen, come on!" beckoned Legolas, motioning her to follow him down the hill. She followed him without a word, staggering in pain. Why do I always get hurt, she thought in irritation. She caught up with Legolas, who had stopped and was staring.
" What are you – oh no," she said as she saw what was before her. Aragorn was sitting on the ground next to a very still Boromir. Gwen let out a strangled sob and buried her face in Legolas' arm. She heard Gimli clank up. He walked over and put an arm on her shoulder. She brought her face up to see Aragorn lift Boromir's body up and begin carrying it up the hill towards the boats. Gwen followed, promising herself that when the quest was over she would have a good long cry. But now was not the time. They placed Boromir in one of the boats, along with all his weapons and the weapons of the orcs he killed and sent him over the falls. The loss of Merry and Pippin lay heavy on Gwen's heart. She was also worried about Frodo and Sam, who had gone off to Mordor alone. Legolas began pushing the other boat into the water.
" Come on, Frodo and Sam have reached the Eastern Shore," he said, all ready to follow them. The other three just looked at him.
" So you mean not to follow them?" he questioned Aragorn.
" Frodo's fate is no longer in our hands," answered Aragorn.
" The Fellowship has failed," moaned Gimli in despair. Aragorn placed a hand on his shoulder.
" Not if we hold true to each other. We will not abandon Merry and Pippin to the attollment of death. Not while we still draw breath," he continued, putting his other hand on Legolas' shoulder. Gwen joined in between Gimli and Legolas.
" Aragorn is right. We can't abandon Merry and Pippin. Who knows when the orcs will feed them again," she said.
" Leave all that can be spared! Let us hunt some orc!" said Aragorn, very dangerously, thrusting his knife into it's scabbard.
" Wait! " yelled Gwen, " can someone please look at my back? It is hurting very badly." Aragorn walked over and carefully pulled away her ripped cloak. He drew his breath in sharply and motioned Legolas over. The orcs sword had rent a long cut down the right side of her back. Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other. Although it had stopped bleeding, the cut went deep.
" The best that I can do is stitch it up," muttered Aragorn.
" Then do what you must," she said. So Aragorn set about his gruesome chore. Gwen put a stone in her mouth to bite so she wouldn't cry out or clench her teeth down too hard. After half an hour, Aragorn was done.
" There, that should hold. Tell me if it starts to bleed or if the stitches break loose," he told her. Gwen nodded, her face pale from the pain. He gave her a pat on the shoulder and turned to Legolas and Gimli, out of her earshot.
" I didn't tell her how serious her wound is. If it bleeds too much or becomes infected, I fear that it will not go well for her. She can run, but keep a close eye on her, see that she doesn't stumble," Aragorn said to the two.
" Aye, I'll watch her like a hawk," said Gimli.
" As will I," responded Legolas.
" Good. Now let us be off! Come, Gwen!" he said. With that, the four of them ran off into the woods.
And that is that! Now for my reviewers!
SandraSmit19: I am sure that you are not the only person is who is thinking, " What on earth was she thinking?" That was just my warped sense of humor at work. I actually thought that it was quite funny! But now that I really think about it, I can see where you are coming from. But I am glad that despite the Legolas Thing, you still like my story!