I am very happy that people are liking this story so much, but I feel I
really rushed chapter 11, probably because I had to write it twice and my
heart wasn't in it as much the second time around, but I will try to bring
the story and its characters back up to snuff with this and future
chapters.
Perhaps it had been only her mere presence that had brought Boromir to such a state of violence, perhaps it was the training they had done together; its action somehow accelerating the rings control over his mind. But whatever the reason, whatever the cause; now was the time that his rage, and obsession was being released onto her.
"Boromir, stop, Boromir, I cant breath." She whispered as he squeezed harder and harder.
" YOU HAVE BEEN DISEAVING US FROM THE BEGINNING, I HAVE SEEN IT IN YOUR EYES. YOU KNOW THAT SOMETHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME." He shook her, banging her head against the ground in frustration. "WHAT IS IT!!? WHAT WILL HAPPEN."
She was desperate for air, she felt the wound on her neck bleed, the bandage come off.
She was blacking out, she could feel the world fade from her sight, a nothingness, a blackness.
"Caitlin." She heard someone call in the distance.
"Frodo?" she heard again. It sounded like Gimli.
"Gimli.." She tried to speak but her words were only whispers.
Boromir heard their voices, but it only served to fuel his rage and he now was squeezing her neck as hard as he could. The pressure on her neck was suffocating her, his fingers wrapped all the way around her neck, closing tight and firm. Her face was red and turning blue.
Her hands went instinctively to his face, she tried to scratch and claw at any flesh she could reach, but his iron arms, straight, like a vise, pinning her to the ground preventing her arms from reaching anything but his fore arms.
Still she scratched and fought against him, and her weakening body.
"AAAAAHHHH." Yelled Gimli who charged in, but Legolas got there first and in a single graceful movement he lifted Boromir off of Caitlin and tossed him aside. Boromir landed hard on the ground, hitting his head as he fell.
"Are you alright." Said Legolas who knelt down to Caitlin
Caitlin rolled over, couching and gasping for air. Why were they here, they needed to be ready to help Aragorn, they needed to be westward from here.
"N-no..(cough)..you shouldn't..be .here." she said as she began to push Legolas back.
"Go...go!" she said as she staggered to her feet and began to run toward the watchtower of Amon hen where she knew Aragorn would be attacked.
Legolas and Gimli were surprised by her sudden dash across the forest, but kept themselves paced with her.
"What about Boromir?" said Gimli as they ran.
Legolas looked back but found Boromir was gone. "I think we will have time for that later he said as he followed Caitlin still."
"Do you hear that?" said Legolas,
"I hear nothing." said Gimli. "Only the sound of my own breathe. Where in blazes are we going?" he said as he followed Caitlin across the forest.
"It is a battle," responded Legolas. As He, Caitlin and Gimli ran toward the faint sound of metal and screams of orcs.
Coming upon the clashing steel.
Legolas, and Gimli raised their weapons, not a glimpse of hesitation between them as the fierce enemy came closer and closer, killing as many orcs as would come. Caitlin felt an uneasiness as she drew her sword. Yet, now, with the presence of battle upon her there was no time for ariend thoughts. When you are fighting, and there is bloodshed all around you, and you are faced with a real situation where someone here will die, will be killed. When it is you or them, and the only thing that stands between you and death is the amount of skill you have against the amount of skill they have; There is not thought, no words, no hesitation, only a physical choice. One that your body makes, you do not make this choice consciously. It is weather your body moves in the correct way, or not. It is death or killing. No other options exist in war. It is either kill and die or Kill and live. There is no mercy, no hope, not fear, no pain, no compassion. For all of these things bring only death to the warrior on the battlefield. There is only action and consequence. There is only the fact that you will live today or you will die today.
Her blade was drawn, but she did not plow herself into the upheaval
as the others did, her fear prevented that. Yet she was ready to
attack, she heard the battle cry of an orc behind her and ducked out
of the way just as its blade spliced through the air. Turning from the
ground she quickly thrust the blade into the beasts belly and using
her foot kicked his body away. She jumped to her feet, the adrenaline
rush readying her for her next opponent.
Aragorn followed the mob of orcs, making certain Frodo was not captured. He joined the fight with Legolas and Gimli, with Caitlin fighting about ten feet away from them.
"CAITLIN, STAND AT MY BACK!" yelled Aragorn as he fought.
Caitlin heard his words and instantly rolled across the ground to, simultaneously avaiding an oncoming attack and joining Aragorn, fighting back to back. Legolas stood a few feet from her, back to back with Gimli. Both killing orcs as quickly as they revealed themselves as opponents.
Along side Legolas and Gimli, and Aragorn, Caitlin fought, her body moving in rather ungraceful, but effective, movements to avoid and attack orcs. Gimli seemed to yell ever time he swung his ax. Giving Caitlin renewed hope as she fought and killed the orcs.
Just as the last of the orcs were killed, Caitlin looked to where she knew Boromir was fighting. Gimli looked at her. She saw Legolas look to the east, where Boromir would be fighting. And simultaneously with him they both spoke "the horn of Gondor."
Legolas and Caitlin shared a look, as they began to run. Running to the aid of their friend.
"No..no I cant let this happen." She said as she ran harder and faster. Passing Gimli, and Legolas who was finishing off orcs as he ran.
She even passed Aragron, who seemed to clear a path for her with every orc he brought down.
"NO, I have the power to save him." She said under her breath. She pounded the ground with her feet as she ran as hard and as fast as she could. She was almost there, she could hear Boromirs blade strike metal. Was she to late to save him?
Aragorn was right behind her and he rushed into the frey past her. she saw Boromir lying on the ground, three arrows in his chest. An urukai standing over him with his bow drawn.
Aragorn and Caitlin ran to the Urukai, known as Lurtz. They both jumped on him. The fight was much different than in the movie, and Lurtz was killed much more quickly.
Caitlin reached Boromir first, his breath was raged, and his chest was bloody.
"C-Caitlin," he said as he took her hand. " Oh, my friend, what have I done.."
"No, Boromir, don't do that, don't start that." she said as tears came down her face.
"W-what honor is there in this, all is lost, all is lost." He said as tears flowed across his face.
Her heart was breaking, as she watched life leave this great man. She did not want his last thoughts to be shame. Boromir was weak, the ring had an influence over his heart, but that was only one flaw in a brave and honorable man, one whose heart also was influenced by his people, and their best interests. He was a kingly man, a great man.
Caitlin saw his life flicker in his eyes, and she leaned down to his ear, to whisper to him. "All will remember you as the great man you are, and the hills and vallies and mountains of middle earth will sing of the victory over the forces of evil, the kingdoms of men and dwarve, and elf shall unite, and overthrow this darkness that has taken these once beautiful lands. And Boromir."she paused, wiping the tears from her face before continuing. "Gandalf. Mithrindir, lives, and he shall fight with us, to victory. We are going to win this war." She said.
She lifted her head, and found his face in a smile. Aragorn came over to him, telling him of Frodo. Boromir died, clutching his sword, a man of honor and glory.
THIS CHAPTER, AGAIN IS RATHER SMALL, BUT I HOPE IT IS BETTER THAN CHAPTER11. WELL I AM OFF TO WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER. AIKO ALIMA
Perhaps it had been only her mere presence that had brought Boromir to such a state of violence, perhaps it was the training they had done together; its action somehow accelerating the rings control over his mind. But whatever the reason, whatever the cause; now was the time that his rage, and obsession was being released onto her.
"Boromir, stop, Boromir, I cant breath." She whispered as he squeezed harder and harder.
" YOU HAVE BEEN DISEAVING US FROM THE BEGINNING, I HAVE SEEN IT IN YOUR EYES. YOU KNOW THAT SOMETHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME." He shook her, banging her head against the ground in frustration. "WHAT IS IT!!? WHAT WILL HAPPEN."
She was desperate for air, she felt the wound on her neck bleed, the bandage come off.
She was blacking out, she could feel the world fade from her sight, a nothingness, a blackness.
"Caitlin." She heard someone call in the distance.
"Frodo?" she heard again. It sounded like Gimli.
"Gimli.." She tried to speak but her words were only whispers.
Boromir heard their voices, but it only served to fuel his rage and he now was squeezing her neck as hard as he could. The pressure on her neck was suffocating her, his fingers wrapped all the way around her neck, closing tight and firm. Her face was red and turning blue.
Her hands went instinctively to his face, she tried to scratch and claw at any flesh she could reach, but his iron arms, straight, like a vise, pinning her to the ground preventing her arms from reaching anything but his fore arms.
Still she scratched and fought against him, and her weakening body.
"AAAAAHHHH." Yelled Gimli who charged in, but Legolas got there first and in a single graceful movement he lifted Boromir off of Caitlin and tossed him aside. Boromir landed hard on the ground, hitting his head as he fell.
"Are you alright." Said Legolas who knelt down to Caitlin
Caitlin rolled over, couching and gasping for air. Why were they here, they needed to be ready to help Aragorn, they needed to be westward from here.
"N-no..(cough)..you shouldn't..be .here." she said as she began to push Legolas back.
"Go...go!" she said as she staggered to her feet and began to run toward the watchtower of Amon hen where she knew Aragorn would be attacked.
Legolas and Gimli were surprised by her sudden dash across the forest, but kept themselves paced with her.
"What about Boromir?" said Gimli as they ran.
Legolas looked back but found Boromir was gone. "I think we will have time for that later he said as he followed Caitlin still."
"Do you hear that?" said Legolas,
"I hear nothing." said Gimli. "Only the sound of my own breathe. Where in blazes are we going?" he said as he followed Caitlin across the forest.
"It is a battle," responded Legolas. As He, Caitlin and Gimli ran toward the faint sound of metal and screams of orcs.
Coming upon the clashing steel.
Legolas, and Gimli raised their weapons, not a glimpse of hesitation between them as the fierce enemy came closer and closer, killing as many orcs as would come. Caitlin felt an uneasiness as she drew her sword. Yet, now, with the presence of battle upon her there was no time for ariend thoughts. When you are fighting, and there is bloodshed all around you, and you are faced with a real situation where someone here will die, will be killed. When it is you or them, and the only thing that stands between you and death is the amount of skill you have against the amount of skill they have; There is not thought, no words, no hesitation, only a physical choice. One that your body makes, you do not make this choice consciously. It is weather your body moves in the correct way, or not. It is death or killing. No other options exist in war. It is either kill and die or Kill and live. There is no mercy, no hope, not fear, no pain, no compassion. For all of these things bring only death to the warrior on the battlefield. There is only action and consequence. There is only the fact that you will live today or you will die today.
Her blade was drawn, but she did not plow herself into the upheaval
as the others did, her fear prevented that. Yet she was ready to
attack, she heard the battle cry of an orc behind her and ducked out
of the way just as its blade spliced through the air. Turning from the
ground she quickly thrust the blade into the beasts belly and using
her foot kicked his body away. She jumped to her feet, the adrenaline
rush readying her for her next opponent.
Aragorn followed the mob of orcs, making certain Frodo was not captured. He joined the fight with Legolas and Gimli, with Caitlin fighting about ten feet away from them.
"CAITLIN, STAND AT MY BACK!" yelled Aragorn as he fought.
Caitlin heard his words and instantly rolled across the ground to, simultaneously avaiding an oncoming attack and joining Aragorn, fighting back to back. Legolas stood a few feet from her, back to back with Gimli. Both killing orcs as quickly as they revealed themselves as opponents.
Along side Legolas and Gimli, and Aragorn, Caitlin fought, her body moving in rather ungraceful, but effective, movements to avoid and attack orcs. Gimli seemed to yell ever time he swung his ax. Giving Caitlin renewed hope as she fought and killed the orcs.
Just as the last of the orcs were killed, Caitlin looked to where she knew Boromir was fighting. Gimli looked at her. She saw Legolas look to the east, where Boromir would be fighting. And simultaneously with him they both spoke "the horn of Gondor."
Legolas and Caitlin shared a look, as they began to run. Running to the aid of their friend.
"No..no I cant let this happen." She said as she ran harder and faster. Passing Gimli, and Legolas who was finishing off orcs as he ran.
She even passed Aragron, who seemed to clear a path for her with every orc he brought down.
"NO, I have the power to save him." She said under her breath. She pounded the ground with her feet as she ran as hard and as fast as she could. She was almost there, she could hear Boromirs blade strike metal. Was she to late to save him?
Aragorn was right behind her and he rushed into the frey past her. she saw Boromir lying on the ground, three arrows in his chest. An urukai standing over him with his bow drawn.
Aragorn and Caitlin ran to the Urukai, known as Lurtz. They both jumped on him. The fight was much different than in the movie, and Lurtz was killed much more quickly.
Caitlin reached Boromir first, his breath was raged, and his chest was bloody.
"C-Caitlin," he said as he took her hand. " Oh, my friend, what have I done.."
"No, Boromir, don't do that, don't start that." she said as tears came down her face.
"W-what honor is there in this, all is lost, all is lost." He said as tears flowed across his face.
Her heart was breaking, as she watched life leave this great man. She did not want his last thoughts to be shame. Boromir was weak, the ring had an influence over his heart, but that was only one flaw in a brave and honorable man, one whose heart also was influenced by his people, and their best interests. He was a kingly man, a great man.
Caitlin saw his life flicker in his eyes, and she leaned down to his ear, to whisper to him. "All will remember you as the great man you are, and the hills and vallies and mountains of middle earth will sing of the victory over the forces of evil, the kingdoms of men and dwarve, and elf shall unite, and overthrow this darkness that has taken these once beautiful lands. And Boromir."she paused, wiping the tears from her face before continuing. "Gandalf. Mithrindir, lives, and he shall fight with us, to victory. We are going to win this war." She said.
She lifted her head, and found his face in a smile. Aragorn came over to him, telling him of Frodo. Boromir died, clutching his sword, a man of honor and glory.
THIS CHAPTER, AGAIN IS RATHER SMALL, BUT I HOPE IT IS BETTER THAN CHAPTER11. WELL I AM OFF TO WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER. AIKO ALIMA