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Chapter 4-

The council was quiet, every single member watched Chloe as she slowly walked in and took the chair beside frodo. Everyone began to talk at once until gandalf stood up and almost growled "fools! You will not talk to my apprentice like that!" she felt shock run through her body at gandalfs word. The trees that surrounded the council swayed as she felt alittle bit of her power leak out. She didn't mean to , 'Please no' She let out a small whimper as the stab wound began to burn but it slowly disappeared when strider walked up and gave her a reassuring pat on the back.

Like it had started it, it stopped and she looked over at frodo. she saw him looking at her with something in his eyes, it didn't look like the "I love you" but it looked like a child who was look up at their hero 'Hero'. she gave a small snort but then turned back to the council, which had slowly got back on track.

The sun cast eerie shadows, which danced, and played upon the people's faces, The elves, even with their natural glow, seemed to be sucked into the dark void that swept around the small semi-circle of beings. Elrond began to talk, his soft voice called for order and everyones attention. He spoke of something that mattered to everyone, something that no one could deny...yet it seemed to fly right over her head.

That's when frodo stood and placed a shiny bend on the pedestal in the center of the semi circle, a shiver ran down her spine and she heard this soft, harsh voice it whispered to take it, to take control over her powers with it and be invincible. She shook her head, trying to rid herself of that voice and when she did a man stood up, 'Boromir' she thought as he started to walk towards the ring, she could feel frodo tense beside her and she knew...knew that it wasn't good.

She could feel the pressure build up inside her and she slowly stood up, she screamed "stop!" Boromir looked up at her with great surprise written all over his face. "No one shall touch the ring till the council has decided its fate!" she felt her power swirl around her...it was getting out of control but he scared Frodo. "That ring is evil, "she paused as she mentally shoved Boromir back into his seat "sit, Boromir son of the steward" she closed her eyes as she sat back down, a small whimper left her mouth as she tried to rein her powers back.

Everyone was looking at her now, some in amazement, others in fear. Frodo looked up at her and just as quickly he looked away, his eyes rested on the ring and he went pasty pale. Slowly she reached out a put a hand on his cotton clothed shoulder... the cloth rustled lightly under her small hand and wrinkled lightly as she gave it a tiny squeeze.

Slowly she drifted, like her spirit had left her body and began to wander but she snapped out of her self-hypnotic state when one of the short/hairy people stood up and smashed a hammer over the ring. A sharp pain erupted from the stab wound in her shoulder and she gasped as she gripped Frodo's shoulder quite hard.

That's when the Beings stood up and started to argue, even gandalf (whom she only heard yell once) was screaming at the top of his lungs. Frodo's innocent blue eyes slowly gazed up at her and she got a feeling that he was about to do something very stupid and he did...frodo stood up and said something but his voice was silenced by the loudness of everyone else. He repeated himself louder and everyone quieted down and Gandalf got a sad look upon his face. 'I bet he offered to take the ring' she thought sadly as she watched as the old wizard walked over to frodo. "I will help you bare this burden Frodo Baggins," he placed his hand on his shoulder and stood just alittle bit behind him "as long as it is yours to bare"

Shortly after Strider (whom she found out was actually called Aragorn..the jerk.) Pledged his sword, so did an elf named Legolas, a dwarf name Gimli and the other three hobbits.... Sam. (Who appeared out of some bushes) Merry and Pippin (who came out from behind a pillar). Elrond slowly stood up and said something but Gandalf held up his hand and silenced him "we are forgetting one person" he stopped and looked at Chloe "10 companions" he said with a small smile. Elrond smiled and nodded for he knew the girl potential.

Chloe blinked and slowly nodded. "What are you dragging me into Gandalf" she whispered lightly as she stood up, moving swiftly between Aragorn and Gandalf but as soon a she did that she felt majorly drained so she tripped pulling Aragorn and Gandalf down with her. They landed with a muffled "thud" and Chloe let out a strangled groan.

Flashes erupted in her mind, men trying to force them selves on her, her innocence being ripped away from her, not being able to breathe because the heavy male body covered her own. "Get off.."she whimpered "GET OFF!" she started to scream and thrash around with her power and her physical body. Both Gandalf and Aragorn were tossed off her like mire rag dolls. She remembered one guy, his hand over her mouth as he..did stuff to her..pain ripped thought her as everything went black.

The council was scared.. A little girl who lay quietly on the floor could destroy them all...Gimli blinked "well that was interesting.." he stated then blinked again as legolas walked over to the girl and picked her up. "she was tortured wasn't she" he soothing voice was soft and it danced on the light wind that rustled the fallen leaves on the ground.

"She was tortured and used" his voice failed him as Gandalf nodded at his assessment. He suddenly felt sadness for the tiny mortal in his arms. She looked like a child, a child who held the weight of the world on her shoulders...slowly his eyes drifted up to Frodo. 'Like frodo' the realization hit him like a ton of bricks (An a ton of bricks...since middle earth doesn't have small red bricks.....Would it mean those big ones? Ouch that would hurt to be hit my one of those...)

Chloe bit back a scream as her dreams tormented her... She felt someone grips her painfully, hot breath burned her throat as someone slowly ran their tongue down it. 'Oh god' she thought 'don't hurt me!' she screamed into the black void that surrounded her but it swallowed it up till all that was left was her labored breaths. Suddenly it started to squeeze her, the void turned solid and it began to crush her. He bones slowly began to be crushed into nothingness.

Hey eyes snapped open and she stared at the ceiling, which hung over her head in a dreary manner. Slowly her head turned to the side and she saw a very strange creature...it looked like her golden retriever Remond, but it was bigger and its tongue was hanging out. She was sure it was a dog... but it was bigger and looked like it had been through a lot.

The dog thingy looked at her with a slight smile then it opened its mouth and a strange sound came out...it sounded like Opera..Then it got higher and higher till it was a shrill squeal in her ear. She clamped her hands over her hurting ears; her mind was about to explode. (AN I actually have dreams like that.)

Then she woke up.... With a curious glance around she noticed that she was back in her room and no one was watching her. A sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and when she opened her peepers she looked around, the walls seemed colder then they did the last time she inspected them. 'But it was dark out' she thought as she Tried to move but ended up falling face first on to the hard marble-ish floor. "I'm all right!" she mumbled really loudly into the floor "I'm ok, I'm going to get up" she was just about to push herself up when she felt energy drained so just laid there on the hard floor. Just when she was about to fall asleep Aragorn knocked lightly on her door and looked in.

He opened it all the way and stood in its light frame, His eyes twinkled as she walked over and picked her up and with one hand held out a bag full of...cloths?? 'WHAT!?!?' she thought as she blinked for a couple of seconds then took the bag from his hand. Gently he put her down and pointed towards the dresser (which she didn't notice before -_-;;), he pulled out a pair of pants and a very baggy shirt.

Aragorn looked at the size of the shirt and then her...he did that back and forth for a good couple of seconds before he snickered. With that he tossed the stuff to her and disappeared with a click of a door.

"Jerk" she muttered

TBC!

Gah! School is killin' me..So its going to take forever to update again -_- but I'm going to try hard to update!