A/N: I know I haven't used all the dialogue and every line in certain parts of the film, but I can't be bothered to write it all in. I know this is the 2nd chappie in a day, but I felt sorry for you, because the last one was so short... so here goes...

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Chapter 11 - The Riders Of Rohan

We continued our journey that I was now part of. Aragorn picked up a broach.

Aragorn: Not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall.

::Well... Derrrrr...::

Legolas: They may yet still be alive.

Aragorn: Less than a day ahead of us. Come!

The same day, when we reached the borders of Rohan and looked down upon the plains.

Aragorn: Rohan. Home of the Horse-Lords. There is something strange at work here. Some evil gives speed to these creatures, sets its will against us. Legolas! What do your elf eyes see?

Legolas: The uruks turn north east. They're taking the hobbits to Isengard!

::No... You think?:: I thought sarcastically.

Aragorn: Saruman.

::Finally! You've worked it out! Took you long enough::

We continued running until dawn.

Legolas: A red sun rises. Blood has been spilt this night.

::Why do you always come up with completely useless crap?::

We heard the sound of horses and quickly hid behind some boulders. I saw them gallop past, banners flying. Aragorn stepped out into the open. I followed suit.

Aragorn: Riders of Rohan! What news from the mark?

We were quickly surrounded.

::Very intelligent move.::

"What business does a lady-"

Keikæ: Sorry, that's pirate.

"What business does an elf, a man, a dwarf and... and a... pirate have in the riddermark? Speak quickly!"

Gimli: Give me your name, horsemaster, and I will give you mine.

::Bad move Gimli.::

The rider, Éomer, handed his staff to someone else, dismounted his horse, and said:

Éomer: I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground.

::What a wonderful thing to say.::

Legolas: You would die before your stroke fell!

He quickly fitted an arrow to his bow. The riders tightened the circle. Aragorn pushed Legolas' arm down.

Aragorn: I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, Legolas, of the woodland realm, and Keikæ Sparrow.

Keikæ: Captain, captain Keikæ Sparrow.

"We are friends of Rohan," Aragorn continued, ignoring my completely pointless interruption, "And of Théoden, your king."

Éomer: Théoden no longer recognises friend from foe.

Éomer removed his helmet.

::God ya hair's a mess!::

Éomer: Not even of his own kin.

This must have been a signal, because the spears were withdrawn.

Éomer: Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king, and claimed lordship over these lands. My company are those loyal to Rohan, and for that, we are banished.

Keikæ: We are no spies.

Might as well save time.

"Sorry?" Éomer said, confused. I continued, quoting a very rushed part of the script.

Keikæ: The white wizard is cunning. He walks here and there, they say, as an old man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past your nets.

::So much for the 'save time' idea.::

Keikæ: We are no spies.

Éomer looked unnerved. I let Aragorn say his bit:

Aragorn: We track a party of Uruk-hai westward across the plain. They've taken two of our friends captive.

Keikæ: Oh yeah, tha's what I was going to say! The Uruks are destroyed.

Éomer: Yes, we slaughtered them in the night.

The 3 of the original fellowship gawped at me in amazement. Gimli was the first to speak.

Gimli: But there were two hobbits. Did you see two hobbits with them?

I decided not to interrupt at this point.

Aragorn: They would be small – only children to your eyes.

Éomer confirmed Aragorn's worst fears.

Éomer: We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them.

Gimli: Dead?

Éomer nodded: I am sorry.

Legolas put a hand on Gimli's shoulder in grief. Éomer turned and whistled.

Éomer: Hasufel! Arod! May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters. Farewell.

Éomer put on his helmet and got back on his horse.

Éomer: Look for your friends. But do not trust to hope, it has forsaken these lands. We ride north!

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We rode down the hillside to the smouldering pile of carcasses. While Gimli shifted some of the burnt bodies, Legolas came up to me.

Legolas: How did you know that?!

Keikæ: Know what?

Legolas: About the Uruk-hai. There was no way of you seeing or hearing that battle – you were with us... and... and you seemed to know everything that we were about to say or do.

Keikæ: Look, sorry, mate, but I can't tell you right this minute.

Our argument was suddenly interrupted as Gimli pulled a belt out of the pile.

Gimli: It's one of their wee belts.

"Hiro îth... ab 'wanath..." [May they find peace in death] Legolas said in elvish.

::Leggy dear, cute as you are, please don't put your hand on your heart – you look such a prat.::

Legolas turned to me.

"What ya lookin' at me fer?" I asked, although I knew the answer.

Legolas: Well, you seem to know everything....

::What the hell – it ain't like it'll do any harm.::

Keikæ: Wait. Aragorn'll work it out.... Look – 3, 2, 1-

Right on cue, Aragorn kicked a helmet, yelled and fell to his knees.

::Temper, temper.... Wow. He could be captain of the Gondorian football team.::

Gimli: We failed them.

Gimli looked genuinely devastated. Aragorn looked to the side, noticing some tracks.

Aragorn: A hobbit lay here, and the other.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Legolas look towards me again.

Aragorn: They crawled.

Aragorn followed the tracks, with Gimli behind him. Legolas continued to watch me.

"Their hands were bound." I said, not even looking at the ground. Aragorn's back was to me, so he didn't know this, but Legolas continued to watch. Aragorn: Their bonds were cut. He held up a broken length of thick rope.

"They ran over there." I pointed to a patch of ground several metres away from me.:

:This is fun – I should do this more often.::

"They were followed." This was Aragorn, following footprints.

Keikæ: The tracks lead away from the battle... Aragorn: ...Into Fangorn Forest.

He and Gimli looked up into the dense and dark forest.

Gimli: Fangorn. What madness drove them in there?

::Does a 6ft orc count as madness?::

Legolas was still staring at me in disbelief.

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