Horribly long chapter, it's either sad or sappy, I can't tell, but I
wanted to do justice to the end of the movie cuz . . . just cuz it deserves
it (poor Boromir.) Anyhoo, can't write fight scenes—you knew that and . . .
here ya are!
It was decision time. Bucky didn't really care which way they went. Gondor seemed like it might be a bit more comfortable than Mordor, other than that he saw very little difference between the two; mainly because he simply wasn't paying much attention to the arguments that were being slung around by most of the party.
Bucky was staring at the far bank in a state of complete zoned- outedness when Merry came back and drew all of their attention to the fact that Frodo had gone missing. As had Boromir.
Sam and Pippin were off searching immediately, Merry a little ways behind.
Aragorn shook his head in exasperation. "Legolas! Gimli, go after them, they should not be out on their own in this place. Find them and keep them with you. Bucky, follow me." And he dashed off into the forest.
Bucky followed Aragorn reluctantly. He didn't see why he couldn't just sit on the bank until they found Frodo.
Before long Bucky could no longer see Aragorn, his legs were much longer then Bucky's and the trees provided very efficient cover. Bucky didn't have enough breath to call after him or enough brainpower to remember which way it was back to the river.
He sat on a log for a moment, wondering if he was more likely to be found, or to find someone. He quickly got bored of sitting though and he stood, wandering off in a random direction.
He soon stumbled upon Merry and Pippin.
"There're orcs everywhere, we've got to hide," Pippin said.
Merry grabbed Bucky's paw and the three of them ran off. This felt awfully familiar. Bucky sighed and let himself be pulled along.
They quickly found a hollow and yanked Bucky down with them. They sat in silence watching band after band of orcs run past. Then Merry spotted Frodo.
"Frodo! Hide here!" he called gesturing emphatically with his hand.
"Over here," Pippin added.
Bucky watched in amazement as Frodo refused the safety of refuge.
"What's he doin'?" Pippin asked.
"He's leavin'."
"No," Pippin cried and leapt from behind the root that had been hiding them, just as a group of orcs ran by.
"Pippin," Merry said and leapt out after him. Bucky rolled his eyes, since when did people care about each other so much?
The two of them froze as a huge Uruk-Hai came running over the hill.
"Run Frodo!" Merry hissed and began jumping up and down. "Hey! We're over here."
Pippin quickly caught on and the two of them began putting on quite a show. Before Bucky knew what he was doing he'd clambered out of the hollow and was making his way toward them.
What did he think he was doing? Hadn't he just wondered why people cared about each other so much? It was too late to turn back now, all three of them were running for their lives.
Bucky lay huddled between the roots of a large oak. Merry and Pippin were gone; the orcs had completely over looked him where he'd landed covered by the elven cloak. Merry and Pippin were gone and Boromir was dead. Then Boromir shuddered. Surprised, Bucky rose and limped toward him, the back handed blow that had sent him flying still smarting.
Bucky stood over Boromir shivering, this was much worse then Gandalf dying.
"Bucky," Boromir gasped. "To think you are the only one who will know of my passing. It is all for naught, I can see now . . . "
Bucky had no idea what Boromir meant but he didn't like the sound of it.
"If you go to Gondor, tell them . . . tell them Boromir . . . tried," he gasped again. Bucky was saved from replying as Aragorn ran in and spotted the two of them, before either could move an Uruk-Hai captain appeared sword raised, he roared out a challenge.
Bucky stood there immobilized; the only thought running through his head was how would he get around now? With Boromir gone there would be no shield to shelter him from the cold. He continued to stare blankly at the trees in front of him as Aragorn and the Uruk captain faced each other in deadly combat.
Bucky realized what was going on in time to leap at the huge Uruk- Hai, landing on his back and digging in his claws as he'd done so many times before. The Uruk was taken by surprise and wavered for a moment. Just long enough for Aragorn's sweeping blow to hit its mark.
The Uruk fell over backwards pinning Bucky beneath his bulk, Aragorn, oblivious, ran to Boromir's side.
Bucky hissed futilely and pushed at the heavy lump above him. It smelled worse than Satchel. He didn't know how long he remained pinned under the huge creature. It couldn't have been more then five minutes but it felt like ages.
Eventually he saw light again. Gimli had rolled the carcass over; he offered Bucky a hand--which was ignored.
The man, the elf and the dwarf stood there staring at each other in silence. Bucky repeatedly cracked all body parts crackable trying to regain his usual stance.
"Then it as all been in vain," Gimli said. "The fellowship has failed."
"Not while we three--four stick together," Aragorn said. "We will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment and death."
"So what are we abandoning them too?" Bucky asked.
Aragorn glared at him, Legolas and Gimli smiled at each other and they knew that there was still hope left.
It was decision time. Bucky didn't really care which way they went. Gondor seemed like it might be a bit more comfortable than Mordor, other than that he saw very little difference between the two; mainly because he simply wasn't paying much attention to the arguments that were being slung around by most of the party.
Bucky was staring at the far bank in a state of complete zoned- outedness when Merry came back and drew all of their attention to the fact that Frodo had gone missing. As had Boromir.
Sam and Pippin were off searching immediately, Merry a little ways behind.
Aragorn shook his head in exasperation. "Legolas! Gimli, go after them, they should not be out on their own in this place. Find them and keep them with you. Bucky, follow me." And he dashed off into the forest.
Bucky followed Aragorn reluctantly. He didn't see why he couldn't just sit on the bank until they found Frodo.
Before long Bucky could no longer see Aragorn, his legs were much longer then Bucky's and the trees provided very efficient cover. Bucky didn't have enough breath to call after him or enough brainpower to remember which way it was back to the river.
He sat on a log for a moment, wondering if he was more likely to be found, or to find someone. He quickly got bored of sitting though and he stood, wandering off in a random direction.
He soon stumbled upon Merry and Pippin.
"There're orcs everywhere, we've got to hide," Pippin said.
Merry grabbed Bucky's paw and the three of them ran off. This felt awfully familiar. Bucky sighed and let himself be pulled along.
They quickly found a hollow and yanked Bucky down with them. They sat in silence watching band after band of orcs run past. Then Merry spotted Frodo.
"Frodo! Hide here!" he called gesturing emphatically with his hand.
"Over here," Pippin added.
Bucky watched in amazement as Frodo refused the safety of refuge.
"What's he doin'?" Pippin asked.
"He's leavin'."
"No," Pippin cried and leapt from behind the root that had been hiding them, just as a group of orcs ran by.
"Pippin," Merry said and leapt out after him. Bucky rolled his eyes, since when did people care about each other so much?
The two of them froze as a huge Uruk-Hai came running over the hill.
"Run Frodo!" Merry hissed and began jumping up and down. "Hey! We're over here."
Pippin quickly caught on and the two of them began putting on quite a show. Before Bucky knew what he was doing he'd clambered out of the hollow and was making his way toward them.
What did he think he was doing? Hadn't he just wondered why people cared about each other so much? It was too late to turn back now, all three of them were running for their lives.
Bucky lay huddled between the roots of a large oak. Merry and Pippin were gone; the orcs had completely over looked him where he'd landed covered by the elven cloak. Merry and Pippin were gone and Boromir was dead. Then Boromir shuddered. Surprised, Bucky rose and limped toward him, the back handed blow that had sent him flying still smarting.
Bucky stood over Boromir shivering, this was much worse then Gandalf dying.
"Bucky," Boromir gasped. "To think you are the only one who will know of my passing. It is all for naught, I can see now . . . "
Bucky had no idea what Boromir meant but he didn't like the sound of it.
"If you go to Gondor, tell them . . . tell them Boromir . . . tried," he gasped again. Bucky was saved from replying as Aragorn ran in and spotted the two of them, before either could move an Uruk-Hai captain appeared sword raised, he roared out a challenge.
Bucky stood there immobilized; the only thought running through his head was how would he get around now? With Boromir gone there would be no shield to shelter him from the cold. He continued to stare blankly at the trees in front of him as Aragorn and the Uruk captain faced each other in deadly combat.
Bucky realized what was going on in time to leap at the huge Uruk- Hai, landing on his back and digging in his claws as he'd done so many times before. The Uruk was taken by surprise and wavered for a moment. Just long enough for Aragorn's sweeping blow to hit its mark.
The Uruk fell over backwards pinning Bucky beneath his bulk, Aragorn, oblivious, ran to Boromir's side.
Bucky hissed futilely and pushed at the heavy lump above him. It smelled worse than Satchel. He didn't know how long he remained pinned under the huge creature. It couldn't have been more then five minutes but it felt like ages.
Eventually he saw light again. Gimli had rolled the carcass over; he offered Bucky a hand--which was ignored.
The man, the elf and the dwarf stood there staring at each other in silence. Bucky repeatedly cracked all body parts crackable trying to regain his usual stance.
"Then it as all been in vain," Gimli said. "The fellowship has failed."
"Not while we three--four stick together," Aragorn said. "We will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment and death."
"So what are we abandoning them too?" Bucky asked.
Aragorn glared at him, Legolas and Gimli smiled at each other and they knew that there was still hope left.