Summary: What happened to the four wraiths that were not immediately chasing Frodo in the Fellowship of the Ring? Set before the Council of Elrond, for the characters that you did not see...
Four Wraiths Behind You:
The rescue of Frodo:
"I've been looking for you for two days. There are five Wraiths behind you, where the other four are, I do not know,"
- Arwen, The Fellowship of the Ring.
Aragorn stood and looked Eastward for it seemed an eternity, before lifting Frodo and following Arwen. He knew not where the Wraiths would be for he too had only met with five, but where they were was sure to be was somewhere that would hinder Frodo's quest, whatever end that would lead to.
Arwen looked hard at Aragorn and spoke, "Frodo fîr. Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon. I do not fear them," she added reassuringly,
Aragorn had little choice, "Be iest lîn; Arwen, ride hard. Don't look back,"
With a last command to Asfaloth, Arwen rode out into the forest and out of sight, carrying Frodo with her.
Sam stared at the ranger in horror announcing that the Wraiths were still at large; Merry and Pippin were somewhat subdued.
"I know Master Gamgee," he replied to ease the Hobbits worry, "but he will not last if he does not receive help, Lord Elrond can give him that,"
"Will they make it?" Pippin said at last as the group quickened its pace,
'I do not know...' Aragorn thought to himself, but he would not give up hope on Arwen or Frodo.
"They will make it."
"Seems like everyone knows what we set out to do..." Sam continued grimly, "How did you know where to find us, without Gandalf I mean?" He asked,
Aragorn was pensive for a moment, he wouldn't be sure where to begin the tale; the capturing of Gollum? Perhaps, but it was best they didn't hear of him just yet...
Frodo fîr. Ae athradon i hir, tur gwaith nin beriatha hon.
Frodo is dying. If I can get across the river, the power of my people will protect him
Be iest lîn
As you wish