Title: the Slayer and the Fellowship
Author: Princess Serenity
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, you know the drill!
Author's Notes: I'm really glad everyone likes this story! Usually, I would have stopped by Ch.3 or so, due to I become bored. lol But not this time! Letting you guys know, even though this is like, practically the last scene in the movie, this isn't going to be the last chapter! I won't need to tell you whom the last chapter is going to basically be based around. I'm sure you guys are smart enough to figure it out! *wink* And.. Who's excited for Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King to come out on DVD and VHS May 25?! I know I'm practically squirming in my seat! Woot! Ok, enough of my nonsense, I'm getting this chapter started!
"..." Speech
'...' Thoughts
~*...*~ Change in worlds
Ch.9 the Breaking of the Fellowship
Frodo walked alone in the forest, collecting his thoughts. He knew what he had to do, but he didn't know how to do it. 'Just like I said I'd take the Ring, but I did not know the way..' He felt fear sweep over his soul, and suddenly found himself wishing Gandalf was here to give him words of wisdom, and tell him what to do.
Something snapped behind him and Frodo spun around, only to find Boromir, collecting wood for the fire.
"None of us should wander alone. You least of all. So much depends on you. Frodo? I know why you seek solitude. You suffer. I see it day by day. Are you sure you do not suffer needlessly? There are other ways, Frodo. Other paths that we might take." Boromir said, as he picked up another piece of wood. Frodo knew this was true.
"I know what you would say, and it would seem like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart." He replied.
Boromir looked up with quizzical eyes. "Warning? Against what?" He asked walking towards Frodo, who immediately backed away. "We're all afraid, Frodo, but to let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have. Don't you see, it's madness." Boromir continued.
"There is no other way." Frodo said.
"I ask only for the strength to defend my people!" Boromir replied, throwing the fire wood down angrily. "If you would but lend me the Ring..." He said gently.
"No!" Frodo yelled as Boromir came closer to him. "Why do you recoil? I am no thief!" Boromir said.
"You are not yourself!"
"What chance do you think you have? They will find you. They will take the Ring. And you will beg for death before the end!" Boromir snapped. Frodo just turned and walked away, wanting to get far away from Boromir as possible.
"You fool! It is not yours save by unhappy chance." Boromir walked towards Frodo at a fast pace, leaving Frodo to have to run to get away from him. "It could have been mine. It should be mine!" He lunged towards Frodo, knocking the Hobbit to the ground. He fought to get the Ring from him. "Give it to me! Give me the Ring!"
"No!" Frodo yelled again and slipped the golden Ring onto his finger and disappeared, he hit Boromir and ran away.
"I see your mind!! You will take the Ring to Sauron! You will betray us! You go to your death! And the death of us all! Curse you! Curse you and all the Halflings!" Boromir spat and slipped. He looked around, running his hand through his hair. "Frodo? Frodo. What have I done? Please, Frodo..."
Frodo was still running through the woods. Everything around him was like it was painted with splotchy watercolors. He could hear Boromir yelling for him, saying he was sorry. Frodo sat behind a stone wall and breathed deeply before standing up. He saw Barad-dûr and then the Eye. He backed away from the visions, and as he took off the Ring, he lost his footing and fell off the ledge and landed on his back.
"Frodo?"
Frodo looked up after hearing his name, to see Aragorn standing over him, looking concerned.
Frodo stood back up. "It has taken Boromir." He said.
Aragorn's eyes opened wide in shock. "Where is the Ring?" He asked urgently.
"Stay away!" Frodo warned, stepping back in fear.
Aragorn stopped in midstep, seeing Frodos fear. "Frodo! I swore to protect you." He said.
Frodo looked at him in question. "Can you protect me from yourself?" He asked, taking out the Ring. "Would you destroy it?" He held the Ring in the palm of his hand out to Aragorn. As if he was offering the Ring to him.
Aragorn could hear the Ring calling his name. He took a step forward and brought his hand over Frodos as he knelt in front of him. "I would have gone with you to the end. Into the very fires of Mordor." He said as he closed Frodos hand over the Ring.
Frodo nodded, knowing that he could have always trusted Aragorn. "I know. Look after the others. Especially Sam. He will not understand." He said.
Aragorn looked down and noticed Frodos sword glowing blue. Frodo took out his sword to look at the blade. "Go, Frodo. Run. Run!" Aragorn beckoned. Frodo nodded and ran as told.
Aragorn walked away with his sword drawn, ready to fight as he met the Orcs head on.
Buffys senses were going off the hook. "There's something coming." She warned the group. She heard the noise of swords clanging together and knew instantly. "Orcs! Dawn, Merry, Pippin, Sam, hide!" She said as she took out her own sword that Galadriel had given her. Legolas took out his bow and Gimli his axe. "Let's show these Orcs what it's all about!" Buffy said, in full slayer-mode.
Legolas and Gimli just looked at her like she was an alien at her comment, but shrugged it off and the trio went to help Aragorn.
Frodo ran down the hill and hid behind a tree as Orcs ran pass him, not looking carefully. He heard someone whispering his name, and looked over. "Frodo!" Merry whispered. "Hide here, quick! Come on!" Pippin waved him over. Frodo just shook his head. Dawn instantly knew what he was doing as Merry asked. "He's leaving.." Dawn whispered. Pippin looked at her. "No!" He said and jumped out of their hiding spot. Merry and Dawn following. "Run, Frodo. Go on!" Merry said.
Frodo suddenly felt great love for his friends as they took the danger off of him and onto themselves. "Go!" Dawn yelled.
"Hey, hey you! Over here!" Merry waved the Orc army. "Over here! Over here! This way!" Pippin yelled. "Uhh.. Guys? Maybe we should..." She slowly backed away as the Orc army started towards them.
"RUN!" The three yelled. They did just that.
Buffy, Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn were all engaged in battle with their own little group of Orcs. Legolas kept glancing over at Buffy to make sure she was doing ok, and instead found her doing better than ok.
Dawn, Merry, and Pippin continued to run until they couldn't anymore. They stopped when they found themselves surrounded by Orcs. "Oh this is not good!" Dawn said, stating the obvious.
An Orc swung its axe at Dawns head, and she managed to duck it like Buffy taught her. The Orc swung again and this time, met Boromirs sword. Dawn, Merry, and Pippin were pushed off to the side as Boromir fought off the Orcs for the unarmed group.
Buffy felt like she was dancing, only with swords. She punched an Orc and sent a roundhouse kick to it before stabbing him. She saw Legolas sent his arrows expertly and quick. Aragorn was using the same tactics as the Slayer. Gimli was hacking away at any Orc that came his way.
They were becoming more and more surrounded, and Boromir was growing tired. He knew he must keep going, and he did. He blew the horn of Gondor as he blocked many of the Orcs blows.
Legolas spun around and the group stopped, many of their Orcs dead. "The horn of Gondor." Legolas said.
"Boromir." Aragorn said and they headed off to help.
"Run! Run!" Boromir told the three. They began to, but stopped as they saw Boromir get shot with an arrow in the chest. "Boromir!" Dawn cried out. "Run!" Boromir said again and kept fighting. He was hit again, but kept going. Dawn, Merry, and Pippin were frozen in their spot, watching on with horror until Boromir was down on his knees with a third arrow sticking out of his chest. "Run..." He said.
"No!" Dawn said and took Pippins short sword and charged at the group of Orcs, and fought. She took all the strength inside of herself, and the moves Buffy had taught her. She spun around and froze at the sight of the woman in front of her, smiling.
"Hello, Dawnie."
"Oh no." Dawn said and moved away. "Oh yes. I've come for what's mine. And your sister isn't here to save you." Glory stated, sauntering up to Dawn.
"You're wrong about that, Glory." Buffy said from behind. Glory spun around and was met with a left hook to the jaw. The start of a fight between the HellGod and the Slayer.
It was a short fight; Glory had gotten the upper hand in an instant, a God's strength better than that of the Slayers. Buffy was uppercutted and kicked in the chest, sending her knocking into a nearby tree. Glory smirked and grabbed Dawn. "Say bye bye to your sister. You'll never see her again." Glory said to Dawn.
Tears rolled down Dawns cheeks as she looked at the unconscious slayer. "Buffy!" She yelled as Glory and her magically disappeared. Buffy stirred just as Dawn yelled her name.
Minutes later, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli all came at once, and found Boromir laying on his back, arrows sticking out in various places, and Buffy, sitting there, staring into nothing.
"No.." Aragorn whispered as he went to Boromir.
"They took the little ones. That Glory woman took Dawn."
"Stay still."
"Frodo. Where is Frodo?"
"I let Frodo go."
"Then you did what I could not. I tried to take the Ring from him."
"The Ring is beyond our reach now."
"Forgive me. I did not see it. I have failed you all."
"No, Boromir. You fought bravely. You have kept your honor." Aragorn reached for one of the arrows.
"Leave it! It is over. The world of Men will fall. And all will come to darkness. My city to ruin."
"I do not know what strength is in my blood. But I swear to you, I will not let the White City fall. Nor our people fail."
"Our people. Our people." Boromir weakly reached for his sword to hold, and Aragorn gave it to him. "I would have followed you, my brother. My captain. My king."
Boromir closed his eyes and took his last breath, clutching his sword to him.
"Be at peace, son of Gondor." Aragorn kissed Boromirs forehead.
Legolas and Gimli watched, grief-stricken. Legolas knelt in front of Buffy, noticing she has not moved, but continued to stare at nothing. "Buffy?" He asked. She did not respond.
Author: Princess Serenity
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, you know the drill!
Author's Notes: I'm really glad everyone likes this story! Usually, I would have stopped by Ch.3 or so, due to I become bored. lol But not this time! Letting you guys know, even though this is like, practically the last scene in the movie, this isn't going to be the last chapter! I won't need to tell you whom the last chapter is going to basically be based around. I'm sure you guys are smart enough to figure it out! *wink* And.. Who's excited for Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King to come out on DVD and VHS May 25?! I know I'm practically squirming in my seat! Woot! Ok, enough of my nonsense, I'm getting this chapter started!
"..." Speech
'...' Thoughts
~*...*~ Change in worlds
Ch.9 the Breaking of the Fellowship
Frodo walked alone in the forest, collecting his thoughts. He knew what he had to do, but he didn't know how to do it. 'Just like I said I'd take the Ring, but I did not know the way..' He felt fear sweep over his soul, and suddenly found himself wishing Gandalf was here to give him words of wisdom, and tell him what to do.
Something snapped behind him and Frodo spun around, only to find Boromir, collecting wood for the fire.
"None of us should wander alone. You least of all. So much depends on you. Frodo? I know why you seek solitude. You suffer. I see it day by day. Are you sure you do not suffer needlessly? There are other ways, Frodo. Other paths that we might take." Boromir said, as he picked up another piece of wood. Frodo knew this was true.
"I know what you would say, and it would seem like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart." He replied.
Boromir looked up with quizzical eyes. "Warning? Against what?" He asked walking towards Frodo, who immediately backed away. "We're all afraid, Frodo, but to let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have. Don't you see, it's madness." Boromir continued.
"There is no other way." Frodo said.
"I ask only for the strength to defend my people!" Boromir replied, throwing the fire wood down angrily. "If you would but lend me the Ring..." He said gently.
"No!" Frodo yelled as Boromir came closer to him. "Why do you recoil? I am no thief!" Boromir said.
"You are not yourself!"
"What chance do you think you have? They will find you. They will take the Ring. And you will beg for death before the end!" Boromir snapped. Frodo just turned and walked away, wanting to get far away from Boromir as possible.
"You fool! It is not yours save by unhappy chance." Boromir walked towards Frodo at a fast pace, leaving Frodo to have to run to get away from him. "It could have been mine. It should be mine!" He lunged towards Frodo, knocking the Hobbit to the ground. He fought to get the Ring from him. "Give it to me! Give me the Ring!"
"No!" Frodo yelled again and slipped the golden Ring onto his finger and disappeared, he hit Boromir and ran away.
"I see your mind!! You will take the Ring to Sauron! You will betray us! You go to your death! And the death of us all! Curse you! Curse you and all the Halflings!" Boromir spat and slipped. He looked around, running his hand through his hair. "Frodo? Frodo. What have I done? Please, Frodo..."
Frodo was still running through the woods. Everything around him was like it was painted with splotchy watercolors. He could hear Boromir yelling for him, saying he was sorry. Frodo sat behind a stone wall and breathed deeply before standing up. He saw Barad-dûr and then the Eye. He backed away from the visions, and as he took off the Ring, he lost his footing and fell off the ledge and landed on his back.
"Frodo?"
Frodo looked up after hearing his name, to see Aragorn standing over him, looking concerned.
Frodo stood back up. "It has taken Boromir." He said.
Aragorn's eyes opened wide in shock. "Where is the Ring?" He asked urgently.
"Stay away!" Frodo warned, stepping back in fear.
Aragorn stopped in midstep, seeing Frodos fear. "Frodo! I swore to protect you." He said.
Frodo looked at him in question. "Can you protect me from yourself?" He asked, taking out the Ring. "Would you destroy it?" He held the Ring in the palm of his hand out to Aragorn. As if he was offering the Ring to him.
Aragorn could hear the Ring calling his name. He took a step forward and brought his hand over Frodos as he knelt in front of him. "I would have gone with you to the end. Into the very fires of Mordor." He said as he closed Frodos hand over the Ring.
Frodo nodded, knowing that he could have always trusted Aragorn. "I know. Look after the others. Especially Sam. He will not understand." He said.
Aragorn looked down and noticed Frodos sword glowing blue. Frodo took out his sword to look at the blade. "Go, Frodo. Run. Run!" Aragorn beckoned. Frodo nodded and ran as told.
Aragorn walked away with his sword drawn, ready to fight as he met the Orcs head on.
Buffys senses were going off the hook. "There's something coming." She warned the group. She heard the noise of swords clanging together and knew instantly. "Orcs! Dawn, Merry, Pippin, Sam, hide!" She said as she took out her own sword that Galadriel had given her. Legolas took out his bow and Gimli his axe. "Let's show these Orcs what it's all about!" Buffy said, in full slayer-mode.
Legolas and Gimli just looked at her like she was an alien at her comment, but shrugged it off and the trio went to help Aragorn.
Frodo ran down the hill and hid behind a tree as Orcs ran pass him, not looking carefully. He heard someone whispering his name, and looked over. "Frodo!" Merry whispered. "Hide here, quick! Come on!" Pippin waved him over. Frodo just shook his head. Dawn instantly knew what he was doing as Merry asked. "He's leaving.." Dawn whispered. Pippin looked at her. "No!" He said and jumped out of their hiding spot. Merry and Dawn following. "Run, Frodo. Go on!" Merry said.
Frodo suddenly felt great love for his friends as they took the danger off of him and onto themselves. "Go!" Dawn yelled.
"Hey, hey you! Over here!" Merry waved the Orc army. "Over here! Over here! This way!" Pippin yelled. "Uhh.. Guys? Maybe we should..." She slowly backed away as the Orc army started towards them.
"RUN!" The three yelled. They did just that.
Buffy, Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn were all engaged in battle with their own little group of Orcs. Legolas kept glancing over at Buffy to make sure she was doing ok, and instead found her doing better than ok.
Dawn, Merry, and Pippin continued to run until they couldn't anymore. They stopped when they found themselves surrounded by Orcs. "Oh this is not good!" Dawn said, stating the obvious.
An Orc swung its axe at Dawns head, and she managed to duck it like Buffy taught her. The Orc swung again and this time, met Boromirs sword. Dawn, Merry, and Pippin were pushed off to the side as Boromir fought off the Orcs for the unarmed group.
Buffy felt like she was dancing, only with swords. She punched an Orc and sent a roundhouse kick to it before stabbing him. She saw Legolas sent his arrows expertly and quick. Aragorn was using the same tactics as the Slayer. Gimli was hacking away at any Orc that came his way.
They were becoming more and more surrounded, and Boromir was growing tired. He knew he must keep going, and he did. He blew the horn of Gondor as he blocked many of the Orcs blows.
Legolas spun around and the group stopped, many of their Orcs dead. "The horn of Gondor." Legolas said.
"Boromir." Aragorn said and they headed off to help.
"Run! Run!" Boromir told the three. They began to, but stopped as they saw Boromir get shot with an arrow in the chest. "Boromir!" Dawn cried out. "Run!" Boromir said again and kept fighting. He was hit again, but kept going. Dawn, Merry, and Pippin were frozen in their spot, watching on with horror until Boromir was down on his knees with a third arrow sticking out of his chest. "Run..." He said.
"No!" Dawn said and took Pippins short sword and charged at the group of Orcs, and fought. She took all the strength inside of herself, and the moves Buffy had taught her. She spun around and froze at the sight of the woman in front of her, smiling.
"Hello, Dawnie."
"Oh no." Dawn said and moved away. "Oh yes. I've come for what's mine. And your sister isn't here to save you." Glory stated, sauntering up to Dawn.
"You're wrong about that, Glory." Buffy said from behind. Glory spun around and was met with a left hook to the jaw. The start of a fight between the HellGod and the Slayer.
It was a short fight; Glory had gotten the upper hand in an instant, a God's strength better than that of the Slayers. Buffy was uppercutted and kicked in the chest, sending her knocking into a nearby tree. Glory smirked and grabbed Dawn. "Say bye bye to your sister. You'll never see her again." Glory said to Dawn.
Tears rolled down Dawns cheeks as she looked at the unconscious slayer. "Buffy!" She yelled as Glory and her magically disappeared. Buffy stirred just as Dawn yelled her name.
Minutes later, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli all came at once, and found Boromir laying on his back, arrows sticking out in various places, and Buffy, sitting there, staring into nothing.
"No.." Aragorn whispered as he went to Boromir.
"They took the little ones. That Glory woman took Dawn."
"Stay still."
"Frodo. Where is Frodo?"
"I let Frodo go."
"Then you did what I could not. I tried to take the Ring from him."
"The Ring is beyond our reach now."
"Forgive me. I did not see it. I have failed you all."
"No, Boromir. You fought bravely. You have kept your honor." Aragorn reached for one of the arrows.
"Leave it! It is over. The world of Men will fall. And all will come to darkness. My city to ruin."
"I do not know what strength is in my blood. But I swear to you, I will not let the White City fall. Nor our people fail."
"Our people. Our people." Boromir weakly reached for his sword to hold, and Aragorn gave it to him. "I would have followed you, my brother. My captain. My king."
Boromir closed his eyes and took his last breath, clutching his sword to him.
"Be at peace, son of Gondor." Aragorn kissed Boromirs forehead.
Legolas and Gimli watched, grief-stricken. Legolas knelt in front of Buffy, noticing she has not moved, but continued to stare at nothing. "Buffy?" He asked. She did not respond.