"Look, above, it comes down."
The darkness of the air parted only by the sound of this, most dreadful of voices. The sound itself did not bring fear into her heart, but the unknown message it implied was more terrifying than anything she had ever felt. And yet she did not know what the message meant.
She was in the park, the trees and leaves covering the ground. She walked across the ground, her feet buried in the sand as she moved. Frodo lay on the ground next to Sam, his face pale and white, a ghostly white that only the dead may possess. He sat up, his body filled with neither life, nor happiness, a death that moved.
"f-frodo." She said, seeing his lifeless body move.
"Look, above, it comes down." He said, as death covered him. His pale eyes blank but for the eary stair he gave her.
Caitlin backed away, her fear overwhelming. "f-frodo," she said again as his body was again motionless and laying on the ground.
She stumbled, tripping over a branch that lay unexpectedly on the ground.
She closed her eyes, trying to find a hiding space from the death of her friends.
She covered he ears, hearing the pulsing sound, the thumping of a deep dark thing, as though it were the heart beat of the foulest of creatures. The most blood thirsty of beings. Boom boom boom boom boom.
The pulsing continued to get louder and louder. Caitlin tried to close her eyes tighter, tried to cover her ears further. Desperate to block out the noise.
"There is no time," some one said, and she felt her body being pulled up off the ground. Aragorn stood next to her, his sword ready and covered in orc blood. "The enemy is close. Draw your sword." He said as he peered out across the grass. Caitlin reached for her sword but found she was wearing only the blue dress she had worn in Lothlorien.
"I have no weapon." She said frantically to Aragorn. "Aragorn hand me your dagger." She waited for a response but his back was to her. "Aragorn." She said when he still did not speak. She placed a hand on his shoulder. And he turned around, his chest slashed across the front. "Aragorn?" she said as her hands began to shake, he fell into her arms and onto the ground. "Aragorn." She felt the blood on her hands. Aragorn tried to speak but blood came from his mouth, then he coughed, blood came out. "Arwen." He said as the life left him. Caitlin sank to her knees, seeing his lifeless face, and then seeing the horrible image of Frodo and Sam lying just a few feet away. Dead.
She began to scream, her tears and anguish trying still desperately to drown out the noise of the throbbing beating creature. She suddenly realized, it was the ring, it had taken over, it had won. She had failed.
"Aaaaagh." She sat up abruptly, clinging to the blanket that still draped around her. Her screams echoing as the only sound in the forest. It was harsh and shrill from her breath. Her voice carried across the land, far from her.
"What, what, im up." Yelled Gimli who jumped to his feet.
All the rest of the fellowship were roused by Caitlin's screams. Aragorn awoke with a start, his hand reaching for his blade, but he stopped himself upon seeing that everything was all right. Boromir awoke and immediately drew his sword, ready for any attach that would come. Legolas had already been up and was standing with his bow ready instantly. Frodo was the only of the hobbits to awake when Caitlin yelled, and he only opened his eyes and slowly began to get up. "wa-whats goin on," he said as they all began lowering their weapons and their guard.
Caitlin breathed heavily, recovering from her dream.
"Are you alright." Asked Aragorn, who looked carefully into her eyes.
She was distracted, she peered at Boromir, knowing he would be the first they would see die. Boromir, saw her stare at him, he saw her face still masked in fear of the nightmare she had experienced. He saw something in her eyes, something that told him she knew of dark things that would cross his path. It disturbed him, to peer into the face of his companion and find such horrible truth. He had to turn away; he could not continue to stare through her eyes.
"Are you alright." Said Legolas when Caitlin did not respond.
"Y-yes." She said getting up. "Im fine, I am sorry for waking everyone up."
"It is no matter my friend, we should have been up an hour ago." Said Aragorn who stood as well and began to pick his things up.
"But it is still dark," said Frodo who followed in Aragorns lead and began to pack his things also.
Aragorn smiled at him, "yes, it is dark, a good time to begin our travels unnoticed." He said.
An hour later they all sat around the campfire, finishing breakfast. Caitlin made sure to eat hardily; she might not get to eat again before the great run across the plains to the city of Rohan. They had packed all but the essential items into the boats, so their departure would take little time.
Later on the beauty of the black night sky was revealed as they paddled down the river, the pale blue morning seemed to awaken as the sun slowly brought light to the sky. Everyone seemed still half asleep as they paddled down stream. The hobbits, merry, pippin and Sam were all asleep in Boromirs boat, which was second in the line. Aragorn and Frodo paddled in the first, and Gimli, Legolas and Caitlin were in the third.
Gimli folded his arms and propped himself up so that his back was straight as a board, but as they continued on, his eyes slowly closed and before to long a loud snore was heard in the third boat as the dwarve slept.
Caitlin placed a hand on his shoulder, awakening him abruptly, "what what," he said as he was taken from his slumber. "Did you say something my young friend." he said, trying to pretend he was awake the whole time.
"Nothing Gimli, you just fell asleep." She said with a smile.
Gimli took on the expression of shock. "I was not, I was simply resting my eyes," he said as he hunkered back down and crossed his arms again with a stubborn grumble.
"You were snoring." Said Legolas
"Oh, I was doing no such thing. Any noise you thought you heard was only me trying to clear my throat." He said "the air is quite dusty ya know."
Caitlin and Legolas smiled at eachother and continued down the river. Legolas was agitated, and peered into the woods. He sensed the urukai that hunted them.
They paddled down stream, further and further toward the falls where they would be attached. Hours passed, where no words were spoken, Caitlin found herself listening to Gimli snore once more, and at times she also fell asleep but only for moments. Dreamless sleep. The first rest, real rest she had from death and war, rest which her dreams did not give her. But it was short lived as she awoke. And they had reached the falls.
"Have we already passed the kings?" asked Caitlin when she saw that Aragorn was heading to shore.
"Yes, we passed them some time ago, but you were sleeping, should I have awakened you?" he asked.
"Oh, no that's alright." She said as they paddled toward shore.
The day had been fully upon them for quite dome time now and the sun let the forests appearance seem more open and beautiful. As the boats were pulled up to shore, Caitlin was surprised at how beautiful this land was, and she realized she had expected it to be a dark place, one ready for death to take it. Amon hen, the land that would soon be covered by the bodies of the enemy..and the friend. Caitlin peered at Boromir, who was helping the hobbits out of the boat. He must have felt her eyes upon him, because he turned in her direction. Seeing her gaze.
"Do you need help?" Caitlin was taken from her thoughts when Aragorn spoke to her.
"Huh, oh, Aragorn, n-no thank you, I have it." she said as she pulled in the boat from the water to the shore.
They set up camp, but Caitlin did not unpack, she instead made certain that all of her essential things were securely tied down in her pack, so that she could run with them and not have to worry about anything falling out or anything bouncing around.
No one noticed this; they all had various things they needed to do of their own.
Frodo was tired, and pale. He clutched the ring that hung from around his neck, Caitlin could feel its influence and power growing, tension was high, and everyone was at eachothers throat. Pippin had gone to get firewood
Her hand seemed to fall on her dagger now as she thought about the upcoming battle. Her heart raced. She was afraid, and had anyone been paying attention to her they would have known something was about to happen.
Gimli began to speak about how difficult their journey would be, complaining about how hard the marshlands would be. Caitlin knew that he did not mean to sound negative, but his speech only justified how the fellowship was falling apart. Legolas kept his gaze on the forest, and Caitlin felt his worry. It was on her mind as well. The trees held in them the coming of the urukai, every breath of air that blew through the leaves spelled danger and death was coming. "You feel it also," whispered Legolas. "It is true then, something hunts us."
She stared into his eyes, telling him it was true, telling him the enemy was closing in on them, in more ways than one.
"Prepare yourself." She said as she walked away from him. She knew she had to follow Frodo when he left, she had to make certain he, and Boromir had a confrontation. Be certain that Frodo would leave with Sam. But she was scared also, scared of the battle to come, and she feared if she stayed with Legolas, she would be lost in his arms. She feared that his embrace would be too seductive to leave. Ever since Lothlorien, she had been feeling closer and closer to Legolas, he had been her rock. But he had been there when she had needed him most, and she would need him in the future. Legolas understood her more than anyone she had ever known. She wished she could just be with him, but things around her were never calm in a way that had allowed them to be together. Whenever she felt afraid, or alone, her mind would go back to Lothlorien. When she was with him.
Now, as she walked past him, she felt that she should have kissed him at the bridge of Lorien, she should have shown him how connected she felt to him. But there was no time to think of that now. She noticed that Frodo had wondered off, and she headed in that direction, gripping her sword. She followed his tracks, and then heard voices in the distance. She saw Boromir grab Frodo, who tried to scrambled away. Fear was in frodos eyes as Boromir grabbed him. Frodo frantically put the ring on his finger and vanished from the ground.
This had all been expected and Caitlin had made no move to change these events, but then as Frodo got away, Boromir drew his sword, something that had not been expected. He violently waved it around, yelling and trying to hit Frodo. Caitlin heard Frodo scream, and saw blood on Boromirs blade. Caitlin rushed forward and tackled Boromir. "Frodo, GO." She yelled as she held Boromir down. She heard Frodo run away. "Boromir, get ahold of yourself, this isn't you." She said. Boromir threw her off and swung his sword toward her. Caitlin dodged the strike. "You, why wont you tell us, tell us the future. You are a spy also, you are working with souron." He was crazy; he threw his sword aside and grabbed Caitlin, causing her to fall to the ground. He wrapped his hands around her neck. Slowly squeezing harder and harder. "YOU WERE SENT HERE TO DESTROY US." he said, his eyes were filled with the power of the ring, a crazed rage that consumed his every thought. "Please, Boromir, you are a better man than this..." his squeeze on her neck intensified. His whole strength was on top of her. She couldn't free herself. She couldn't breath and she felt her strength leaving her.
Pippin returned to the camp after getting some firewood. "Where's Frodo?" he said,
"He was just here," said Sam.
Aragorn found Boromir was also gone and he became concerned.
"Split up, search for them." He said.
They all separated, looking for Frodo.
"Did ya notice that the lass it also missin?" said Gimli who went off with Legolas.
"Of course, we must find them." He said. As they headed into the woods. "Before its to late."
Legolas followed Gimli who was tramping through the woods, he stopped. "whats the matter lad." Asked Gimli who was confused when Legolas stopped and stared.
"I, I feel something is wrong." He said lifting his head at attention. "Come, we must head this way." He said as he turned toward the right. "Things are not well."
This chapter was a long time coming, it seemed to get more and more complicated as it went, I had more discription and more dialogue. Then I started getting into it and I edited the whole thing over several hours of updating and rereading. Then the unthinkable happened, the whole chapter was deleted, AHHHHHHHHHH. I was freaking out, and I couldn't recover it, so this is a remake. Enjoy. Aiko alima
The darkness of the air parted only by the sound of this, most dreadful of voices. The sound itself did not bring fear into her heart, but the unknown message it implied was more terrifying than anything she had ever felt. And yet she did not know what the message meant.
She was in the park, the trees and leaves covering the ground. She walked across the ground, her feet buried in the sand as she moved. Frodo lay on the ground next to Sam, his face pale and white, a ghostly white that only the dead may possess. He sat up, his body filled with neither life, nor happiness, a death that moved.
"f-frodo." She said, seeing his lifeless body move.
"Look, above, it comes down." He said, as death covered him. His pale eyes blank but for the eary stair he gave her.
Caitlin backed away, her fear overwhelming. "f-frodo," she said again as his body was again motionless and laying on the ground.
She stumbled, tripping over a branch that lay unexpectedly on the ground.
She closed her eyes, trying to find a hiding space from the death of her friends.
She covered he ears, hearing the pulsing sound, the thumping of a deep dark thing, as though it were the heart beat of the foulest of creatures. The most blood thirsty of beings. Boom boom boom boom boom.
The pulsing continued to get louder and louder. Caitlin tried to close her eyes tighter, tried to cover her ears further. Desperate to block out the noise.
"There is no time," some one said, and she felt her body being pulled up off the ground. Aragorn stood next to her, his sword ready and covered in orc blood. "The enemy is close. Draw your sword." He said as he peered out across the grass. Caitlin reached for her sword but found she was wearing only the blue dress she had worn in Lothlorien.
"I have no weapon." She said frantically to Aragorn. "Aragorn hand me your dagger." She waited for a response but his back was to her. "Aragorn." She said when he still did not speak. She placed a hand on his shoulder. And he turned around, his chest slashed across the front. "Aragorn?" she said as her hands began to shake, he fell into her arms and onto the ground. "Aragorn." She felt the blood on her hands. Aragorn tried to speak but blood came from his mouth, then he coughed, blood came out. "Arwen." He said as the life left him. Caitlin sank to her knees, seeing his lifeless face, and then seeing the horrible image of Frodo and Sam lying just a few feet away. Dead.
She began to scream, her tears and anguish trying still desperately to drown out the noise of the throbbing beating creature. She suddenly realized, it was the ring, it had taken over, it had won. She had failed.
"Aaaaagh." She sat up abruptly, clinging to the blanket that still draped around her. Her screams echoing as the only sound in the forest. It was harsh and shrill from her breath. Her voice carried across the land, far from her.
"What, what, im up." Yelled Gimli who jumped to his feet.
All the rest of the fellowship were roused by Caitlin's screams. Aragorn awoke with a start, his hand reaching for his blade, but he stopped himself upon seeing that everything was all right. Boromir awoke and immediately drew his sword, ready for any attach that would come. Legolas had already been up and was standing with his bow ready instantly. Frodo was the only of the hobbits to awake when Caitlin yelled, and he only opened his eyes and slowly began to get up. "wa-whats goin on," he said as they all began lowering their weapons and their guard.
Caitlin breathed heavily, recovering from her dream.
"Are you alright." Asked Aragorn, who looked carefully into her eyes.
She was distracted, she peered at Boromir, knowing he would be the first they would see die. Boromir, saw her stare at him, he saw her face still masked in fear of the nightmare she had experienced. He saw something in her eyes, something that told him she knew of dark things that would cross his path. It disturbed him, to peer into the face of his companion and find such horrible truth. He had to turn away; he could not continue to stare through her eyes.
"Are you alright." Said Legolas when Caitlin did not respond.
"Y-yes." She said getting up. "Im fine, I am sorry for waking everyone up."
"It is no matter my friend, we should have been up an hour ago." Said Aragorn who stood as well and began to pick his things up.
"But it is still dark," said Frodo who followed in Aragorns lead and began to pack his things also.
Aragorn smiled at him, "yes, it is dark, a good time to begin our travels unnoticed." He said.
An hour later they all sat around the campfire, finishing breakfast. Caitlin made sure to eat hardily; she might not get to eat again before the great run across the plains to the city of Rohan. They had packed all but the essential items into the boats, so their departure would take little time.
Later on the beauty of the black night sky was revealed as they paddled down the river, the pale blue morning seemed to awaken as the sun slowly brought light to the sky. Everyone seemed still half asleep as they paddled down stream. The hobbits, merry, pippin and Sam were all asleep in Boromirs boat, which was second in the line. Aragorn and Frodo paddled in the first, and Gimli, Legolas and Caitlin were in the third.
Gimli folded his arms and propped himself up so that his back was straight as a board, but as they continued on, his eyes slowly closed and before to long a loud snore was heard in the third boat as the dwarve slept.
Caitlin placed a hand on his shoulder, awakening him abruptly, "what what," he said as he was taken from his slumber. "Did you say something my young friend." he said, trying to pretend he was awake the whole time.
"Nothing Gimli, you just fell asleep." She said with a smile.
Gimli took on the expression of shock. "I was not, I was simply resting my eyes," he said as he hunkered back down and crossed his arms again with a stubborn grumble.
"You were snoring." Said Legolas
"Oh, I was doing no such thing. Any noise you thought you heard was only me trying to clear my throat." He said "the air is quite dusty ya know."
Caitlin and Legolas smiled at eachother and continued down the river. Legolas was agitated, and peered into the woods. He sensed the urukai that hunted them.
They paddled down stream, further and further toward the falls where they would be attached. Hours passed, where no words were spoken, Caitlin found herself listening to Gimli snore once more, and at times she also fell asleep but only for moments. Dreamless sleep. The first rest, real rest she had from death and war, rest which her dreams did not give her. But it was short lived as she awoke. And they had reached the falls.
"Have we already passed the kings?" asked Caitlin when she saw that Aragorn was heading to shore.
"Yes, we passed them some time ago, but you were sleeping, should I have awakened you?" he asked.
"Oh, no that's alright." She said as they paddled toward shore.
The day had been fully upon them for quite dome time now and the sun let the forests appearance seem more open and beautiful. As the boats were pulled up to shore, Caitlin was surprised at how beautiful this land was, and she realized she had expected it to be a dark place, one ready for death to take it. Amon hen, the land that would soon be covered by the bodies of the enemy..and the friend. Caitlin peered at Boromir, who was helping the hobbits out of the boat. He must have felt her eyes upon him, because he turned in her direction. Seeing her gaze.
"Do you need help?" Caitlin was taken from her thoughts when Aragorn spoke to her.
"Huh, oh, Aragorn, n-no thank you, I have it." she said as she pulled in the boat from the water to the shore.
They set up camp, but Caitlin did not unpack, she instead made certain that all of her essential things were securely tied down in her pack, so that she could run with them and not have to worry about anything falling out or anything bouncing around.
No one noticed this; they all had various things they needed to do of their own.
Frodo was tired, and pale. He clutched the ring that hung from around his neck, Caitlin could feel its influence and power growing, tension was high, and everyone was at eachothers throat. Pippin had gone to get firewood
Her hand seemed to fall on her dagger now as she thought about the upcoming battle. Her heart raced. She was afraid, and had anyone been paying attention to her they would have known something was about to happen.
Gimli began to speak about how difficult their journey would be, complaining about how hard the marshlands would be. Caitlin knew that he did not mean to sound negative, but his speech only justified how the fellowship was falling apart. Legolas kept his gaze on the forest, and Caitlin felt his worry. It was on her mind as well. The trees held in them the coming of the urukai, every breath of air that blew through the leaves spelled danger and death was coming. "You feel it also," whispered Legolas. "It is true then, something hunts us."
She stared into his eyes, telling him it was true, telling him the enemy was closing in on them, in more ways than one.
"Prepare yourself." She said as she walked away from him. She knew she had to follow Frodo when he left, she had to make certain he, and Boromir had a confrontation. Be certain that Frodo would leave with Sam. But she was scared also, scared of the battle to come, and she feared if she stayed with Legolas, she would be lost in his arms. She feared that his embrace would be too seductive to leave. Ever since Lothlorien, she had been feeling closer and closer to Legolas, he had been her rock. But he had been there when she had needed him most, and she would need him in the future. Legolas understood her more than anyone she had ever known. She wished she could just be with him, but things around her were never calm in a way that had allowed them to be together. Whenever she felt afraid, or alone, her mind would go back to Lothlorien. When she was with him.
Now, as she walked past him, she felt that she should have kissed him at the bridge of Lorien, she should have shown him how connected she felt to him. But there was no time to think of that now. She noticed that Frodo had wondered off, and she headed in that direction, gripping her sword. She followed his tracks, and then heard voices in the distance. She saw Boromir grab Frodo, who tried to scrambled away. Fear was in frodos eyes as Boromir grabbed him. Frodo frantically put the ring on his finger and vanished from the ground.
This had all been expected and Caitlin had made no move to change these events, but then as Frodo got away, Boromir drew his sword, something that had not been expected. He violently waved it around, yelling and trying to hit Frodo. Caitlin heard Frodo scream, and saw blood on Boromirs blade. Caitlin rushed forward and tackled Boromir. "Frodo, GO." She yelled as she held Boromir down. She heard Frodo run away. "Boromir, get ahold of yourself, this isn't you." She said. Boromir threw her off and swung his sword toward her. Caitlin dodged the strike. "You, why wont you tell us, tell us the future. You are a spy also, you are working with souron." He was crazy; he threw his sword aside and grabbed Caitlin, causing her to fall to the ground. He wrapped his hands around her neck. Slowly squeezing harder and harder. "YOU WERE SENT HERE TO DESTROY US." he said, his eyes were filled with the power of the ring, a crazed rage that consumed his every thought. "Please, Boromir, you are a better man than this..." his squeeze on her neck intensified. His whole strength was on top of her. She couldn't free herself. She couldn't breath and she felt her strength leaving her.
Pippin returned to the camp after getting some firewood. "Where's Frodo?" he said,
"He was just here," said Sam.
Aragorn found Boromir was also gone and he became concerned.
"Split up, search for them." He said.
They all separated, looking for Frodo.
"Did ya notice that the lass it also missin?" said Gimli who went off with Legolas.
"Of course, we must find them." He said. As they headed into the woods. "Before its to late."
Legolas followed Gimli who was tramping through the woods, he stopped. "whats the matter lad." Asked Gimli who was confused when Legolas stopped and stared.
"I, I feel something is wrong." He said lifting his head at attention. "Come, we must head this way." He said as he turned toward the right. "Things are not well."
This chapter was a long time coming, it seemed to get more and more complicated as it went, I had more discription and more dialogue. Then I started getting into it and I edited the whole thing over several hours of updating and rereading. Then the unthinkable happened, the whole chapter was deleted, AHHHHHHHHHH. I was freaking out, and I couldn't recover it, so this is a remake. Enjoy. Aiko alima