Okay, I know the chapters aren't that long, but I'm updating almost
everyday! Lol. I hate school, it sux, got waaaaay too much homework to do
now! - Nanja
Chapter Ten: FRUSTRA
It was as if someone wrapped a blanket around him. Aragorn suddenly felt warm and the need to fight and the will to hold his sword suddenly faded. He looked at his sword and opened his hand so it dropped to the ground. Why had he been holding it anyway?
Legolas was completely overtaken by the situation, he pushed aside all those who were walking in his way, wheter enemy or not. He needed to get to Aragorn.
"Good... there is no need to fight... you and your Men don't need to fight..." Arwen whispered to Aragorn's face.
Aragorn nodded, seemingly very absent.
"Tell them... tell them they stop the fighting... tell them... because I tell you to do so..." Arwen spoke, slowely, the words coming out with a eerie, unknown undertone.
Aragorn nodded again and suddenly turned around and shouted that his Men needed to stop fighting.
"ARAGORN!" shouted Legolas hopelessly, as he pushed aside the few that were in his way. He ran up to the gate and aimed his arrow at Arwen.
It was as if it was no real world, but a painting or a picture: everyone had stopped fighting and moving, Legolas was pointing his arrow at Arwen, Aragorn was looking over his shoulder and then, as if someone gave them permission to continue, everything happened at the same time.
The Ents stamped, the Wargs and Men attacked, slaying off Aragorn's Men who stood there silently, not knowing wheter to fight or not, Aragorn pushed Legolas' bow and arrow aside, so he shot his arrow against the gate, Arwen picked up Aragorn's sword and pointed it at Legolas' troath.
"Legolas!" shouted Fides, but he was cornered by a group of Wargs, unable to help the Elf.
"Aragorn... " breathed Legolas helplessly when Arwen stared at him with an evil, twisted grin. "Aragorn, you NEED to listen, this is NOT Arwen! THINK, my friend, THINK! She was in the tower! The guards were guarding here! Fidelis was with her... she can' be here, this is not Arwen," Legolas looked from out of the corners of his eyes at the Man "the real Arwen would not point a sword at me."
Aragorn suddenly snapped out of, what had looked like, the trance. He stared at Arwen, with great disbelief at first, but immediately disarmed her. Arwen cast him a dark look and then fixed her eyes on the battlefield again.
"Arwen... what is wrong with you?" started Aragorn.
But Arwen clapped her hands together and all the Ents, Men and Wargs that had been attacking Aragorn's, suddenly stopped fighting and made five, long rows.
Aragorn stared at her. "What are you doing?" he asked, unsure wheter to believe what he was seeing: Arwen had raised her hands and all that had been fighting, including Aragorn's own Men, suddenly kneeled down for her.
"WHAT is the meaning of this!?" blurted Aragorn, looking from the Men to Arwen.
"I tell you what the meaning of this is, she-" Legolas pointed at Arwen "is possessed."
Arwen turned her head, a little bit too far than most humans were possible, and cast Legolas a dark look.
"Is she?" Aragorn asked, questioning at Legolas, who nodded, then returning his gaze back at Arwen "Are you?" he asked, not really expecting her to answer.
Arwen did not answer. She looked at him, unblinkingly and not seeming to intend to answer.
Before either Legolas or Aragorn could say anything, she opened her mouth.
"The time has come..." she began "for Sauron to rise..."
Chapter Ten: FRUSTRA
It was as if someone wrapped a blanket around him. Aragorn suddenly felt warm and the need to fight and the will to hold his sword suddenly faded. He looked at his sword and opened his hand so it dropped to the ground. Why had he been holding it anyway?
Legolas was completely overtaken by the situation, he pushed aside all those who were walking in his way, wheter enemy or not. He needed to get to Aragorn.
"Good... there is no need to fight... you and your Men don't need to fight..." Arwen whispered to Aragorn's face.
Aragorn nodded, seemingly very absent.
"Tell them... tell them they stop the fighting... tell them... because I tell you to do so..." Arwen spoke, slowely, the words coming out with a eerie, unknown undertone.
Aragorn nodded again and suddenly turned around and shouted that his Men needed to stop fighting.
"ARAGORN!" shouted Legolas hopelessly, as he pushed aside the few that were in his way. He ran up to the gate and aimed his arrow at Arwen.
It was as if it was no real world, but a painting or a picture: everyone had stopped fighting and moving, Legolas was pointing his arrow at Arwen, Aragorn was looking over his shoulder and then, as if someone gave them permission to continue, everything happened at the same time.
The Ents stamped, the Wargs and Men attacked, slaying off Aragorn's Men who stood there silently, not knowing wheter to fight or not, Aragorn pushed Legolas' bow and arrow aside, so he shot his arrow against the gate, Arwen picked up Aragorn's sword and pointed it at Legolas' troath.
"Legolas!" shouted Fides, but he was cornered by a group of Wargs, unable to help the Elf.
"Aragorn... " breathed Legolas helplessly when Arwen stared at him with an evil, twisted grin. "Aragorn, you NEED to listen, this is NOT Arwen! THINK, my friend, THINK! She was in the tower! The guards were guarding here! Fidelis was with her... she can' be here, this is not Arwen," Legolas looked from out of the corners of his eyes at the Man "the real Arwen would not point a sword at me."
Aragorn suddenly snapped out of, what had looked like, the trance. He stared at Arwen, with great disbelief at first, but immediately disarmed her. Arwen cast him a dark look and then fixed her eyes on the battlefield again.
"Arwen... what is wrong with you?" started Aragorn.
But Arwen clapped her hands together and all the Ents, Men and Wargs that had been attacking Aragorn's, suddenly stopped fighting and made five, long rows.
Aragorn stared at her. "What are you doing?" he asked, unsure wheter to believe what he was seeing: Arwen had raised her hands and all that had been fighting, including Aragorn's own Men, suddenly kneeled down for her.
"WHAT is the meaning of this!?" blurted Aragorn, looking from the Men to Arwen.
"I tell you what the meaning of this is, she-" Legolas pointed at Arwen "is possessed."
Arwen turned her head, a little bit too far than most humans were possible, and cast Legolas a dark look.
"Is she?" Aragorn asked, questioning at Legolas, who nodded, then returning his gaze back at Arwen "Are you?" he asked, not really expecting her to answer.
Arwen did not answer. She looked at him, unblinkingly and not seeming to intend to answer.
Before either Legolas or Aragorn could say anything, she opened her mouth.
"The time has come..." she began "for Sauron to rise..."