Chapter 17
After a few minutes they finally reached the western shore and set up camp.
"Zefron, Naurrîn. Come have something to eat," said Pippin who was cooking over a fire. Naurrîn and Zefron had been talking quietly by the edge of the forest. They had just started eating when Merry came back with more wood for the fire."Where's Frodo?" he asked setting the wood down. Zefron's head snapped up in horror.
"He's not here?" asked Zefron.
"No," replied Legolas looking around quickly.
"And neither is Boromir," whispered Naurrîn. Zefron got up quickly and grabbed his bow.
"This is one vision that I am going to take heed to," said Zefron quietly, putting his bow over his shoulder and running into the woods.
"Where's he going?" asked Gimli, Naurrîn shook her head as if to clear her mind of Zefron's told vision.
"Where is he going?" demanded Aragorn walking over and picking up Naurrîn by the shoulders.
"Why are you asking me?" asked Naurrîn in a shaky voice trying to touch the ground with her toes but having no luck.
"What did Zefron see in his vision?" inquired Legolas walking over too. Naurrîn pondered over whether or not to tell the two men.
In the forest:
Zefron crept closer to Frodo who was just wondering aimlessly around in a clearing. Zefron let out a sigh of relief and was about to walk over to the hobbit when Boromir came over to the hobbit. The elf waited in the shadows until the fight between the two got too far out of hand.
"My vision!" whispered Zefron seeing it all fall into place. He quickly took out an arrow and knotted it waiting for the opportune moment. The ring really got to Boromir as he took out his sword and lifted it above his head after he got the hobbit laying down on the ground, and just as he was about to decapitate Frodo. Zefron muttered a small spell on the arrow and let it fly towards Boromir, striking him in the shoulder sending the man of Gondor flying backwards giving Frodo the time to put the ring on and escape.
"Why did you do that!" yelled Boromir struggling to get up. Zefron walked out of the shadows and over to the man.
"Because you don't deserve the ring," replied Zefron quietly. "Now hold still." He quickly pulled the arrow out of Boromir and placed his own hand over it, after saying a healing spell and the wound was no more. He got up to leave when he had yet another vision.
'What is it with me and visions today!' wondered Zefron as he froze and watched a small segment of the future.
Hobbits… Naurrîn… uruk-hai… death… That was all Zefron got out of his vision that time.
"What did you see?" asked Boromir coming up behind the elf.
"Nothing of your concern," replied Zefron turning around and running in the direction of Frodo's whereabouts.
When Frodo finally stopped, he was a great deal away from the camp.
"I can't believe Boromir would do such a thing," said Frodo out loud, he was about to walk away when Zefron appeared from behind the ruins.
"Hello Frodo. I trust you are alright," he said calmly, slowly advancing on the small hobbit. Frodo unsheathed Sting and held it out in front of him.
"I will not hurt you Frodo. I do desire the ring but I wouldn't take it from such a brave being," said Zefron. After a few seconds of hesitance he spoke again. "I am going to tell you a great secret Master Baggins. Promise to keep it safe?" Frodo nodded his head yes in response. Zefron bent down and whispered it into his pointed ear. Afterwards his eyes were as big as saucers.
"Does anyone else know about this?" asked Frodo.
"Yes Naurrîn does," replied Zefron. He was about to say something else when his keen elven ears picked up the sound of Aragorn coming. "Remember, never tell anyone of this young hobbit." And with those words, Zefron ran around the way he came narrowly missing getting seen by the ranger.
"I must get to Naurrîn before it's too late," said Zefron running into the woods… only to be met with a couple dozen uruk-hai.
"Get the wizard!" yelled the leader. Zefron's eyes got large as every single one of the uruk-hi came running at him. Thinking quickly he changed his bow into a staff and took out his sword… then running over to where Aragorn was waiting. Once beside him he managed to calm down a bit.
"Idh'roe a chythvin silatha nuin Anor," (The bones of our foes will glare white under the sun) Zefron said turning to Aragorn, who had to laugh a bit. But then went to killing as many of the uruk-hai as he could. Zefron realized that it was quite hard to fight with a sword and a staff at the same time. So the staff went back to being a bow and was thrown over his left shoulder, into the sheath went the sword and out came the daggers.
"Find the halfling and the wizard!" yelled the leader. The uruk-hai dispersed into the woods in search of the hobbits and the wizard.
"Naurrîn, Merry, Pippin, Sam… Frodo!" said Zefron in realization that his friends were in great danger. Ignoring the fact that he may be taken, Zefron rushed into the forest searching for his elven friend and the hobbits. He heard the uruk-hai yelling to each other, something about finding the wizard.
"That's impossible, who would they think was me…" thought Zefron out loud when it dawned on him. "How can they think that Naurrîn is me?" Zefron started running even faster now. Up ahead he could hear Naurrîn cursing in elvish.
"Zef!" cried Naurrîn using her nickname for Zefron and killing the last uruk-hai around her. Zefron was about to say something when a horn was heard throughout the forest.
"The horn of Gondor," said Zefron. Naurrîn looked around her cautiously.
"Where are the hobbits?" she asked slowly turning to the other elf with fear in her eyes.
"We need to get to Boromir," said Zefron closing his eyes. "He has the hobbits." When he opened up his eyes he saw Naurrîn already running towards the sound.
"Come on!" she yelled when she was atop a hill. Zefron took out his bow and started shooting arrows at the uruk-hai in front of him.
"Naurrîn! Mas le?" (Where are you?) called Zefron looking around while shooting arrows at all whom came to close.
"Zef!" screamed Naurrîn. Zefron ran using all of his strength to try and get to Naurrîn before it was too late but when he got to the clearing he was met with a sad sight. Boromir with an arrow in his chest, Naurrîn fighting to save the hobbits and uruk-hai coming right for him.
'I can't let them take her,' thought Zefron running over to the battle, killing all who were in his way with his sword. But when he let his guard down for one second an uruk-hai came up behind him with his swords at the ready.
"Miserable elf," he said before stabbing Zefron in the stomach with such force that it drove him into a tree, impaling him there.
"Tan û-vear," (That was not good) said Zefron dropping his own sword on the ground and trying to get the uruk-hai's sword out of the tree to save his friends. The scene in front of him seemed to go in slow motion as the leader shot Boromir one last time. The hobbits tried to protect Boromir but they were picked up by the uruk-hai and carried off.
"No!" cried Naurrîn trying to stop them but one of the uruk-hai hit her and she fell to the ground, rendering her unconscious. Zefron thought that they were just going to leave her there, but to his horror it picked her up too and followed the rest.
"Naegrear," (That hurts) said Zefron as he struggled to get the sword out. Aragorn fought the leader and ended up winning, but instead of helping Zefron get unstuck from the tree, he went over to a near dead Boromir. 'Some friends you are,' thought Zefron as he finally un-impaled himself. Legolas and Gimli finally arrived and looked at Aragorn and Boromir as he slowly died.
Zefron dropped to the ground and covered his face with his hands. "He's going to kill me," he moaned.
"Who's going to kill you?" asked Legolas walking over to the younger elf.
"My –er- I mean, uh, did I say he? I meant to say she, meaning Galadriel's going to kill me because they took Naurrîn." Zefron replied stuttering and not making eye contact.
"Why didn't you try to save him?" demanded Aragorn pulling Zefron to his feet.
"I would have… if only I wasn't stuck to a tree," replied Zefron. "Believe me, I would have done much more if I hadn't let my guard down. And now because of that I lost the hobbits, Boromir's life and my best friend." Zefron looked around at the last of the Fellowship sadly and for the first time since they had met him… they saw his eyes. They were a deep blue with a few flakes of violet. Legolas was a bit worried about Zefron, he knew that elves could die of grief.
"We will do whatever we can to get the hobbits and Naurrîn back Zefron," said Aragorn looking to Legolas.
"Come, Frodo and Sam reached the Eastern Shore…" said Legolas starting to push a boat into the water when he realized that no one was following him. "You mean not to follow them," Zefron didn't want to listen more about the ring and how they wanted to follow them.
"If they won't chase the uruk-hi to save them, then I will." Zefron said picking up his sword and cleaning it off before putting it back in its sheath. He then recited a healing spell on himself for the stab wound he had received earlier.
"And just where do you think you are going?" asked Legolas after they put Boromir's body in a boat and let it fall off the waterfall.
"To save my friends," replied Zefron saddling up Templa.
"May we accompany you on your quest?" asked Aragorn. Zefron looked at the three.
"Of course, I mean who would save Legolas here if I weren't here?" replied Zefron smiling. Legolas looked at him clearly annoyed. Zefron didn't wait for a word more and started running off in the direction of the whereabouts of the uruk-hai, with Legolas close behind cursing in elvish.
'This is going to be a LONG journey,' thought Aragorn as he followed the two elves and horse to save their friends and Middle Earth.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
(sniff) it's DONE!!! happy & sad... look for a new one soon!!! Thanks to all my loyal and non-loyal reviewers!!!