Disclaimer: Newsflash: ATTENTION!!! I don't own Lord of the Rings. (Big
surprise, eh?)
Happy St. Patrick's Day!! (a little belated, but what's a few days?) I am an Irish lass and proud of it!!
Warning: There will probably be a fair amount of swearing in this chapter. You are forewarned!!
A/N: Sorry these chapters are so far apart!! I am so busy getting my butt kicked by a barrage of soccer balls and trying not to scream at my coach when he won't put me in the game. (AHHH!) I can't wait for spring break, because I'll probably have a chapter up every day to make up for my pitiful negligence. Something like 23 days to break and 57 school days to summer! Plus, I have been fighting with a case of mono for days now, and it sucks.
OK, you all don't care to read my life story, so on with the chapter! Oh, and the song is "Headstrong" by Trapt. I heard it on a commercial and thought it kind of fit with the story, and I will probably use the lyrics again later in the story.
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Chapter 18: I will not be left behind!!!
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Back off we'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we're Headstrong
Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
And this is not where you belong
The lyrics to the familiar song ran through Calime's head as she cantered atop Mirime, the wind in her hair, a grin across her face. She had been riding towards Rohan for two days now, and had entered a large, hilly area with browning grass and few trees. The Riddermark. Far ahead, she saw a large group of men on horses, riding directly towards her. 'That's either Eomer and his band, or a lot of orcs' she thought, drawing her bow and an arrow from the pack on her back. The group was traveling at a fast pace, and even though Mirime had slowed to a bouncy trot, they were approaching too fast for Calime's liking. Soon, too soon, the contingent was only a few feet from her. She slowed Mirime, keeping a vigilant eye on the leader as the group stopped. 'Eomer'
"Who are you? What business does an elf-maiden have in the Riddermark? Speak!" Eomer said, a scowl on his face.
"I am Calime of Lorien. I am searching for my companions. Tell me, have you seen a strange group of three? A man, a dwarf and an elf, most likely," Calime returned. Several of the men exchanged surprised glances at her boldness.
"An elf, man and dwarf, you say? We passed them three days ago, looking for several bobbits or something like that," Eomer replied.
"Hobbits? Two of them?"
"Yes, that was it. They would probably have gone on the Edoras, though."
"All right, thank you!" She turned Mirime and urged the tall horse into a trot, leaving a stunned Eomer behind as she laughed softly into the wind. 'Elf-maiden! You don't know the half of it!'
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Fellowship POV:
"Gimli! Have you seen Aragorn?" Legolas called. A dying orc laughed evilly near his feet as Gimli trotted over. Legolas turned to him, an angry scowl on his fair face "Where is he!?"
"He-he went over the cliff," the orc choked out. Legolas and Gimli peered over the edge of the cliff.
"He could not have survived that fall!" Gimli exclaimed. Legolas sadly shook his head and turned away. First Calime, then Boromir, Merry and Pippin and now Aragorn. Would there be any of the Fellowship left?
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"Three days. They must have fought the wargs already, so I should go toward Helm's Deep. Someone will recognize me there," Calime said to herself, rubbing her hands over Mirime's lathered neck. They had reached a river, so they stopped to drink. The quiet hum of water lapping at rocks and the sound of Mirime slurping up water was interrupted by the sound of boots crunching on pebbles. Calime's hand paused on Mirime's neck, ready to spring to action. She set her other hand to the hilt of her sword and, in one smooth motion, swung around, pulling her sword from its sheath at the same time. The edge of the blade stopped a mere inch from the intruder's neck. When she saw who it was, she breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ, make a little noise, Aragorn! You scared me! I was two inches from cutting your flippin' head off!"
"My, my, such language," Aragorn scolded, a huge smile crossing his scratched and bruised face. Calime returned her sword to it's sheath and hugged the tall ranger.
"I missed y'all so much! Are Legolas and Gimli at Helm's Deep?"
"I don't know. I have not seen them since we battled orcs and wargs. But I do have a question for you. How can you be alive? Turin said that you would certainly die."
"I was supposed to die, I guess. Everyone thought I would, but I guess I'm a miracle," Calime said. Then she sighed heavily. Aragorn looked at her curiously. "Oh, it's nothing. Except, in my 'other' world, where I got sick, I think I did die, or I won't wake up. I just have a really bad feeling that I can never go back."
Aragorn nodded knowingly. "It is very rare when you can go home and nothing will have changed."
"Oh, come on, Buddha. We should probably go to Helm's Deep. I'd be willing to bet money that that's where Legolas and Gimli are."
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"How many orcs do you think that is?" Calime asked, awe-struck. She and Aragorn were at the crest of a large hill, looking down at a vast number of orcs and uruk-hai gathered in neat formations.
"At least ten thousand."
"Holy-! How many soldiers does Rohan have behind them?"
"No more than six thousand, if they get aid from Gondor."
"This is definitely not good."
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"That's Helm's Deep?" Calime asked incredulously. Aragorn nodded. They were fast approaching Helm's Deep, and the large stone wall that protected the keep loomed ahead. They rode to the gate, which was pulled open.
"You're alive! Bless you laddie!" Gimli's voice boomed out as he fought between the crowds gathering around them. He turned to Calime, astonished. "And you! You should have been dead long ago!"
"Gee, thanks Gimli. Nice to see you, too," she returned, giving him a short hug.
"Gimli, where is the king?" Aragorn interrupted. Gimli pointed up, indicating that King Theoden was higher up. Aragorn turned Hasufel and started up the rise to where the king was. Calime followed. They came to a large area with many people milling about purposefully. A large building was set back from a gray stone battlement. They dismounted and walked up a set of stairs. Calime noticed a woman with blond hair surveying them from some distance away. 'Eowyn.' Legolas came forward, spotting Aragorn. Calime ducked behind a pillar, not ready to face him yet.
"You're late," Legolas said. "You look awful."
Legolas handed Aragorn the Evenstar as Calime came from behind the pillar. She hesitated, and then stepped forward. His sharp Elven hearing heard her, and he looked over his friend's shoulder. "Calime?"
She walked forward, covering the distance quickly. Seconds later, his strong arms embraced her. He whispered in her ear, "I thought you were dead. Don't scare me like that again."
Calime squeezed him hard one last time, and then stepped back and punched him square in the jaw. Legolas put a hand to his face, looking shocked.
"Don't ever leave me behind. No one gets left behind or forgotten."
A slow grin crossed his face, and he hugged her again.
"Legolas, where is the king?" Legolas pointed behind him, and Aragorn disappeared.
"Why is he so eager to speak to Theoden?"
"We saw something major."
"What?" Legolas asked. She hesitated. "Calime, what did you see?"
"Orcs. And Uruk-hai."
"Where? How many?"
"Isengard. Not far from here. About 10,000." A shocked, horrified look passed over the elf's normally composed face. Then his calm façade returned.
"We can beat them."
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Reviewers:
Lainfaer: Thanks for your review on my poem, and for reading this story, as well. I love fanfic!!
Lil Eimeim: Thanks so much!! It makes all this writing worth it to get reviews like yours!! Keep reading! And when is the sequel to your story coming up? I haven't seen it!
Dark-phoenix-angel13590: I couldn't kill off Calime! It's very strange, but writing this story has almost made her seem like part of me. Wow, that sounds corny. Thanks for liking my story!! And for reviewing!!
Glorwen: You're welcome! I know, die teachers, and leave me alone to live in my fantasy world. Or Tolkien's world, rather. And it does seem that no one is updating lately, eh? Happy reading!!
Eamane-elf: I agree. Ice cream rocks!!!! Especially Butter Pecan. ;) LOL, you (or your sister) must be reading my mind. I thought of having her punch Legolas about 4 chapters ago. Great minds think alike, eh? Thanks for reviewing!!
Happy St. Patrick's Day!! (a little belated, but what's a few days?) I am an Irish lass and proud of it!!
Warning: There will probably be a fair amount of swearing in this chapter. You are forewarned!!
A/N: Sorry these chapters are so far apart!! I am so busy getting my butt kicked by a barrage of soccer balls and trying not to scream at my coach when he won't put me in the game. (AHHH!) I can't wait for spring break, because I'll probably have a chapter up every day to make up for my pitiful negligence. Something like 23 days to break and 57 school days to summer! Plus, I have been fighting with a case of mono for days now, and it sucks.
OK, you all don't care to read my life story, so on with the chapter! Oh, and the song is "Headstrong" by Trapt. I heard it on a commercial and thought it kind of fit with the story, and I will probably use the lyrics again later in the story.
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Chapter 18: I will not be left behind!!!
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Back off we'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we're Headstrong
Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
And this is not where you belong
The lyrics to the familiar song ran through Calime's head as she cantered atop Mirime, the wind in her hair, a grin across her face. She had been riding towards Rohan for two days now, and had entered a large, hilly area with browning grass and few trees. The Riddermark. Far ahead, she saw a large group of men on horses, riding directly towards her. 'That's either Eomer and his band, or a lot of orcs' she thought, drawing her bow and an arrow from the pack on her back. The group was traveling at a fast pace, and even though Mirime had slowed to a bouncy trot, they were approaching too fast for Calime's liking. Soon, too soon, the contingent was only a few feet from her. She slowed Mirime, keeping a vigilant eye on the leader as the group stopped. 'Eomer'
"Who are you? What business does an elf-maiden have in the Riddermark? Speak!" Eomer said, a scowl on his face.
"I am Calime of Lorien. I am searching for my companions. Tell me, have you seen a strange group of three? A man, a dwarf and an elf, most likely," Calime returned. Several of the men exchanged surprised glances at her boldness.
"An elf, man and dwarf, you say? We passed them three days ago, looking for several bobbits or something like that," Eomer replied.
"Hobbits? Two of them?"
"Yes, that was it. They would probably have gone on the Edoras, though."
"All right, thank you!" She turned Mirime and urged the tall horse into a trot, leaving a stunned Eomer behind as she laughed softly into the wind. 'Elf-maiden! You don't know the half of it!'
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Fellowship POV:
"Gimli! Have you seen Aragorn?" Legolas called. A dying orc laughed evilly near his feet as Gimli trotted over. Legolas turned to him, an angry scowl on his fair face "Where is he!?"
"He-he went over the cliff," the orc choked out. Legolas and Gimli peered over the edge of the cliff.
"He could not have survived that fall!" Gimli exclaimed. Legolas sadly shook his head and turned away. First Calime, then Boromir, Merry and Pippin and now Aragorn. Would there be any of the Fellowship left?
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"Three days. They must have fought the wargs already, so I should go toward Helm's Deep. Someone will recognize me there," Calime said to herself, rubbing her hands over Mirime's lathered neck. They had reached a river, so they stopped to drink. The quiet hum of water lapping at rocks and the sound of Mirime slurping up water was interrupted by the sound of boots crunching on pebbles. Calime's hand paused on Mirime's neck, ready to spring to action. She set her other hand to the hilt of her sword and, in one smooth motion, swung around, pulling her sword from its sheath at the same time. The edge of the blade stopped a mere inch from the intruder's neck. When she saw who it was, she breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ, make a little noise, Aragorn! You scared me! I was two inches from cutting your flippin' head off!"
"My, my, such language," Aragorn scolded, a huge smile crossing his scratched and bruised face. Calime returned her sword to it's sheath and hugged the tall ranger.
"I missed y'all so much! Are Legolas and Gimli at Helm's Deep?"
"I don't know. I have not seen them since we battled orcs and wargs. But I do have a question for you. How can you be alive? Turin said that you would certainly die."
"I was supposed to die, I guess. Everyone thought I would, but I guess I'm a miracle," Calime said. Then she sighed heavily. Aragorn looked at her curiously. "Oh, it's nothing. Except, in my 'other' world, where I got sick, I think I did die, or I won't wake up. I just have a really bad feeling that I can never go back."
Aragorn nodded knowingly. "It is very rare when you can go home and nothing will have changed."
"Oh, come on, Buddha. We should probably go to Helm's Deep. I'd be willing to bet money that that's where Legolas and Gimli are."
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"How many orcs do you think that is?" Calime asked, awe-struck. She and Aragorn were at the crest of a large hill, looking down at a vast number of orcs and uruk-hai gathered in neat formations.
"At least ten thousand."
"Holy-! How many soldiers does Rohan have behind them?"
"No more than six thousand, if they get aid from Gondor."
"This is definitely not good."
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"That's Helm's Deep?" Calime asked incredulously. Aragorn nodded. They were fast approaching Helm's Deep, and the large stone wall that protected the keep loomed ahead. They rode to the gate, which was pulled open.
"You're alive! Bless you laddie!" Gimli's voice boomed out as he fought between the crowds gathering around them. He turned to Calime, astonished. "And you! You should have been dead long ago!"
"Gee, thanks Gimli. Nice to see you, too," she returned, giving him a short hug.
"Gimli, where is the king?" Aragorn interrupted. Gimli pointed up, indicating that King Theoden was higher up. Aragorn turned Hasufel and started up the rise to where the king was. Calime followed. They came to a large area with many people milling about purposefully. A large building was set back from a gray stone battlement. They dismounted and walked up a set of stairs. Calime noticed a woman with blond hair surveying them from some distance away. 'Eowyn.' Legolas came forward, spotting Aragorn. Calime ducked behind a pillar, not ready to face him yet.
"You're late," Legolas said. "You look awful."
Legolas handed Aragorn the Evenstar as Calime came from behind the pillar. She hesitated, and then stepped forward. His sharp Elven hearing heard her, and he looked over his friend's shoulder. "Calime?"
She walked forward, covering the distance quickly. Seconds later, his strong arms embraced her. He whispered in her ear, "I thought you were dead. Don't scare me like that again."
Calime squeezed him hard one last time, and then stepped back and punched him square in the jaw. Legolas put a hand to his face, looking shocked.
"Don't ever leave me behind. No one gets left behind or forgotten."
A slow grin crossed his face, and he hugged her again.
"Legolas, where is the king?" Legolas pointed behind him, and Aragorn disappeared.
"Why is he so eager to speak to Theoden?"
"We saw something major."
"What?" Legolas asked. She hesitated. "Calime, what did you see?"
"Orcs. And Uruk-hai."
"Where? How many?"
"Isengard. Not far from here. About 10,000." A shocked, horrified look passed over the elf's normally composed face. Then his calm façade returned.
"We can beat them."
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Reviewers:
Lainfaer: Thanks for your review on my poem, and for reading this story, as well. I love fanfic!!
Lil Eimeim: Thanks so much!! It makes all this writing worth it to get reviews like yours!! Keep reading! And when is the sequel to your story coming up? I haven't seen it!
Dark-phoenix-angel13590: I couldn't kill off Calime! It's very strange, but writing this story has almost made her seem like part of me. Wow, that sounds corny. Thanks for liking my story!! And for reviewing!!
Glorwen: You're welcome! I know, die teachers, and leave me alone to live in my fantasy world. Or Tolkien's world, rather. And it does seem that no one is updating lately, eh? Happy reading!!
Eamane-elf: I agree. Ice cream rocks!!!! Especially Butter Pecan. ;) LOL, you (or your sister) must be reading my mind. I thought of having her punch Legolas about 4 chapters ago. Great minds think alike, eh? Thanks for reviewing!!