You Could Have Caught Me
By:
LiL Pippin Padfoot
I don't wanna write this Chapter. I don't wanna write this Chapter. I don't wanna write this Chapter...
Summery: I (sniffle) don't own. Anything, Esp-, scuz me, esp-, especially, Boromir! (bursts out crying.)
Chapter 11
An Act of Cowardice
I was sitting in the boat again. I was still a bit wet, but not thoroughly soaked as I was before. I was doing to things. Hoping that the Uruk-Hai wouldn't show up, and I was beating myself up for doing that. For changing everything. Stupid me.
"Are you going to catch a cold, lass?"
"What? Oh, no."
Gimli shook me out of my thoughts.
My gaze traveled over to Boromir, who was muttering again. But I wasn't the only one looking at him. I caught Aragorn's eye looking at Boromir. Maybe when we reach Amon Hen, granting that the Uruk-Hai didn't show up, I could give Boromir a good talking to.
About a day later, we reached Amon Hen, and set up a camp. I was waiting to make my move. I saw Frodo go alone to talk. Then Boromir leave soon after to gather firewood.
Yeah, right, firewood.
So, about five minutes after he left, I got up hoping not to be noticed, but just as I was heading for the woods...
"Where are you going?" asked the suspicious voice Sam
"I, uhhh, you see, I was going to go..."
"You were going to get the ring, weren't you?"
Sam was raising his voice by this point.
"Me? No!"
"I've seen you, looking at Mr. Frodo. I know what you're up to."
Okay, so I had been looking at Frodo, but only because he had those amazing blue eyes.
"That's not why I was looking at him!"
"It's taking over you!"
By this point, everyone was staring at me.
"IT IS NOT!"
"Then where were you going then, if not after Frodo?"
Aragorn walked up to me.
"Well..."
"Look at me."
Grrr. Stupid Adults, they know that you can see I'm lying if you look in my eyes.
"I was going after Frodo, only because Boromir was after him, and I didn't want Frodo to get hurt."
It all tumbled out at once.
"We must start a search party for them."
While Aragorn began to tell everyone where to go, I ran into the woods, praying that I would not get lost.
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"Frodo?! Frodo?! What have I done?"
No. I was too late.
"Boromir?" I said
"I tried to take the Ring from Frodo."
"I know."
"But..."
"C'mon we have to get out of here."
I knew all of a sudden, as if I had jumped into the Anduin again. The Uruk-hai were coming. Rather I changed things or not. I still could get Boromir out of here.
"We must find Frodo."
"Yes, yes, we'll do that, just c'mon Boromir, we have to leave!"
All of a sudden, we heard two high-pitched screams.
"The Halflings." Said Boromir under his breath.
"Hurry, they're in danger." He grabbed my wrist and we ran as fast as we could.
"Draw your knife. The one I gave you."
I did so.
"We'll need to fight."
We ran over the hill, where the Uruk-hai were heading toward Merry and Pippin.
We raced ahead of them, weapons drawn.
Merry and Pippin too, drew their weapons.
Boromir slew every single one that came in front of him.
I just stood there.
One all of a sudden came toward me.
I didn't know what I was doing, I couldn't control my hand as it drove the knife into the Uruk-hai's stomach. The thing retched then fell.
Boromir laughed "You've got it!" just then he parried an Uruk-hai's sword.
Another, and another.
Boromir raised his horn and blew.
Such a sound came out of it.
We kept fighting, but only more Uruk-hai came.
Just then, I saw Lurtz. The biggest ugliest brute of the lot of them. He had an evil snear on his face, reaviling a row of sharp pointed yellow teeth.
He put an arrow in his bow.
Boromir turned to me, Merry, and Pippin.
"Run."
All of a sudden a Twang filled the air. The arrow sunk into Boromir's chest.
Time froze.
I wanted to run to him, and kill all the other Uruk-hai. And I never even really like Boromir.
"Run." He said to me again. "Run!"
I ran over to the nearest tree, and climbed it.
I watched, in what seemed to be slow motion.
As another arrow, and then another, and then another, pierced Boromir. I didn't realize I had screamed until, I saw the Uruk-hai turn to where I was hiding, and notice Merry and Pippin. They swooped down, and carried them off, as I watched Boromir fall to his knees.
Lurtz walked up to him. I screamed again. This time, he shot an arrow in my direction. It left a deep cut in my arm, but I didn't notice. Lurtz slammed his giant axe into Boromir's horn, and cleaved it in two.
"Where's Aragorn? Where?" was the only thought running through my mind.
Then over the hill, came Aragorn. He hewed off Lurtz's head, and ran to Boromir. I couldn't move. I was numbly stuck in the tree. Why did I run? Was I really that much of a coward?
I watched Boromir's last moments, heard them, right beneath the tree.
I saw Legolas and Gimli appear. A few tears slid down my cheek, and fell to the ground.
Legolas and Gimli noticed them fall.
"Rain?" asked Gimli.
"No," said Legolas "Something is in that tree!"
He made to let loose a arrow. And I jumped from the tree to the ground, hand on my arm, covering the cut.
They looked at me. And I looked back, but then looked away.
"I could have stopped this." I said "I tried, but I couldn't"
More tears slid down my cheeks, I wiped them away. That was most likely the most I had cried in years.
"We need to get moving." Said Aragorn.
"We'll put him and his things in a boat, we do not have time for a proper burial, also I fear that some unfathomable creature will dig up his grave."
So they put Boromir in the boat along with his cloven horn, and his weapons.
We put him the river, and watched his boat sail down it.
Legolas, Aragorn, and Gimli, raised their hands in farewell, so I unconsciously did the same. Blood streamed down my arm.
I stared at it numbly, when did that happen? Why didn't it hurt till now.
I quickly put my hand back over it, as white hot pain spread through my arm.
But they had noticed it, along with the other cuts, I had received while fighting.
"I am sorry," said Aragorn "I forgot, yet again, that during battle one can get hurt.
We went back to the beach, and noticed that Sam and Frodo's packs were gone, as well as a boat. We knew that Frodo and Sam had left.
Aragorn wrapped my arm, and then told us to pack only what was needed.
We were off to find Merry and Pippin.
I'm not crying right now, but I feel like it. Now, see I don't really like Boromir, but I feel for him, I mean he Died. Died. And I just have this sort of fascination about that. The fact that he died, right after betraying them. But yet, higher people had wanted the Ring, so why look down on him? Why not Galadriel? Yea, I thought so.