Unto Death Do They Part

" Legolas! Follow me. Get Gimli!" Aragorn, son of Arathorn yelled. Legolas Greenleaf suddenly hopped on a strayed horse and grabbed Gimli son of Gloin's arm and pulled him up. All three turned around and started riding away from the battle. "Go!" Gimli screamed. Orcs were running after them. Legolas climbed onto the back of the horse. His arrows hit the orcs squarely in between the eyes instantly killing them.

"I can see Isengard. Head toward there!" Aragorn stated. He turned his horse right.

"Take a shortcut through Fangorn.." Legolas said.

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"Reforge the sword that was broken. Reforge Earendil." Arwen forced out of her tears. "But Arwen it will take longer than we an afford." Her father Elrond stated. "If every elf left in Rivendell helps, we may be able to do it." She said holding up her head. "Let us hope."

"Arwen my daughter , hope is all we have left." Elrond stated. He started to walk away, then stopped and turned toward his daughter. "I will try." A dead silence overcame Rivendell. He put his hand under Arwen's chin. She had a dazed look on her face.

"I know what you are thinking , he isn't coming back."

"But you saw how happy I was, you saw my children."

"Yes, I did. But that was if the Ring wasn't found by Sauron."

" Ahh , Treebeard! Any news from the North?" Aragorn asked Treebeard, the herder of the trees.

"Yes, I have news that Arwen of Rivendell has started to die." Treebeard answered tiredly.

"No!" Aragorn whispered, deepening more into thought as every second ticked by.

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A white mist swirled around going from white to pink and then blood red. This had formed a face. "Arwen?" Aragorn questioned. "Arwen!"

"Legolas! Gimli! Merry! Pippin!" There was no answer.

"Legolas?"

"Gimli?"He was all alone. Suddenly, a gentle nudge, terrifying but reassuring nudged him over to two white spots.

"What is this?" he yelled up into the mist.

"You are not sure." The strange mist answered.

"About what?"

"Your path. You may look into the paths you might take. Look into the white don't enter it!"

Aragorn gazed into the first white mist.

Arwen was upon her horse. Other elves, were with her.

"She's going to the Gray Havens! I've got to stop her!" He dove for it but the white turned to red.

"What are you doing!"

"Look into the next."

Aragorn looked into the next. There he saw Middle Earth falling to Sarumon.

The white as before turned to red.

"Decide." The mists eerie voice said.

"If I save Middle Earth, I may save Arwen ."

"I choose number two!" The red mist swirled around him lighter and lighter.

"Aragorn? Are you okay?"

"Legolas?"

"Yes."

"What happened?"

"You just fell to the ground." Gimli answered.

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"Mr. Frodo?" Sam said.

"It's time to wake-up. We've got to get moving."

Sam walked over to a strange looking creature and kicked it awake.

"Wake-up you filthy rat!"

Sam said hastily.

"Another day of walking on these stupid rocks on there awful mountains. I just can't believe it! The place where we have to go is the place we don't ever want to get."

"I know Sam. But we were appointed to this task. We've got to finish this."