Lost Love
Chapter 1: Is Arwen gone forever?
Okay, my name is Charlotte, miz greenleaf's younger sister. I haven't got an account, so I'm using this one. All your reviews go to me, and I don't respond well to flames, so you have been warned. It's my first fic, please be nice! Suggestions are welcome, as is constructive criticism, but not flames! Enjoy please!
Aragorn was lying on the ground, he couldn't move, he had blood dripping down his face and had injured his arm. Suddenly he saw a bright light, he wondered what it was as it came in to view.
"Arwen?" he shouted as he looked at her in relief, but instead of helping him up she got some rope off her horse and tied him up.
She was wearing a dark velvet black cloak with a dark red dress. He could see Sauron in her eyes.
"What are you doing?" he asked in shock.
"I am doing what I have been told to do," said Arwen. Then two orcs came and lifted him on to a horse and went on their way.
On the way he looked where they were going. He then figured it out and shouted out.
"Mordor?" he exclaimed.
"Yes you are right." Said Arwen.
Aragorn tried to roll of the horse, forgetting he had injured himself and ended hurting himself even more.
They eventually came to the Black Gate. He looked up as the gate opened.
By now he had had time to think about why Arwen was acting this way.
As they entered Mordor he looked around, it was quite dark; all the orcs were looking at him as the made their way up to Sauron's tower.
By this time it was nine-thirty pm, and Aragorn was starting to fall to sleep, so before he did Arwen said.
"You will tell us where Frodo has got the ring in the morning, or you will be killed." So he spent five minutes thinking about it, as he slowly fell to sleep.
In the morning he was woken up by an orc kicking him shouting.
"Wake up you lazy scum bag," said the orc.
Aragorn sat up and looked around him; he was in Sauron's tower.
Suddenly Arwen came in and said; "Are you going to tell us where the ring is?" As she said it Aragorn saw a red glint in her eye, that made her look possessed.
"Why would I tell you when you are acting like this?" he said fiercely.
"Because I can kill you if you don't tell me." Arwen replied.
So Aragorn just sat there silently, determined not to tell Arwen anything.
"Fine," said Arwen disgustedly, "if you won't tell me anything, you can stay here and rot to death." Suddenly, an orc cried out.
"Intruders! Intruders!" Arwen leapt up and ran down the many steps to the gate. Orcs lay dead on the ground with arrows with arrows in their chests. Four heads poked out from behind the door, familiar faces.
Stood there was Lord Eomer of Rohan, Lord Faramir of Gondor, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood and Gimli, the dwarf.
"Aye, laddie," said Gimli, "how'd you get yourself into this mess?" Aragorn would have chuckled, if his arm wasn't in pain so much.
"Gimli?" he said softly. "Legolas, Faramir, Eomer? What are you doing here?"
"Haven't you ever heard of a rescue party?" said Legolas with a grin. Faramir helped Aragorn up, while Eomer collected his things. Gimli and Legolas were watching the stairs for any sign of movement.
"All clear?" asked Eomer.
"All clear," replied Legolas. They began to walk slowly and silently down the stairs. Half way down, they met Arwen, looking positively flabbergasted.
"Hey, lassie," said Gimli in shock, "what you be doing here?"
Arwen glared at him.
"She's not herself, I'm guessing," said Faramir quietly, "did you two have a row or something?"
"Never mind, just run!" said Eomer. They charged past Arwen, and Legolas picked Arwen up and covered her in a cloak. Orcs were heading towards them. Gimli and Faramir defeated them easily, as swords slashed here and there, and orcs fell to the ground. Arwen was wrapped in her cloak, screaming and wailing. An orc ran past Legolas, snatching Arwen from his grasp.
"Just leave her!" yelled Aragorn.
They ran out of the tower, fighting their way through. Finally they reached the gate, it was to close. They managed to fit through the gap, but only just. Luckily, the horses were still waiting. Legolas jumped on Arod and pulled Gimli up. Eomer put Aragorn behind him, and kicked his horse to go. Faramir leapt upon his horse, and galloped to catch up.
They began to head towards Minas Tirith, in Gondor. It would be a difficult ride, but they had to escape.
What do you think? As I said it's my first fic, so please review...nicely.
Chapter 1: Is Arwen gone forever?
Okay, my name is Charlotte, miz greenleaf's younger sister. I haven't got an account, so I'm using this one. All your reviews go to me, and I don't respond well to flames, so you have been warned. It's my first fic, please be nice! Suggestions are welcome, as is constructive criticism, but not flames! Enjoy please!
Aragorn was lying on the ground, he couldn't move, he had blood dripping down his face and had injured his arm. Suddenly he saw a bright light, he wondered what it was as it came in to view.
"Arwen?" he shouted as he looked at her in relief, but instead of helping him up she got some rope off her horse and tied him up.
She was wearing a dark velvet black cloak with a dark red dress. He could see Sauron in her eyes.
"What are you doing?" he asked in shock.
"I am doing what I have been told to do," said Arwen. Then two orcs came and lifted him on to a horse and went on their way.
On the way he looked where they were going. He then figured it out and shouted out.
"Mordor?" he exclaimed.
"Yes you are right." Said Arwen.
Aragorn tried to roll of the horse, forgetting he had injured himself and ended hurting himself even more.
They eventually came to the Black Gate. He looked up as the gate opened.
By now he had had time to think about why Arwen was acting this way.
As they entered Mordor he looked around, it was quite dark; all the orcs were looking at him as the made their way up to Sauron's tower.
By this time it was nine-thirty pm, and Aragorn was starting to fall to sleep, so before he did Arwen said.
"You will tell us where Frodo has got the ring in the morning, or you will be killed." So he spent five minutes thinking about it, as he slowly fell to sleep.
In the morning he was woken up by an orc kicking him shouting.
"Wake up you lazy scum bag," said the orc.
Aragorn sat up and looked around him; he was in Sauron's tower.
Suddenly Arwen came in and said; "Are you going to tell us where the ring is?" As she said it Aragorn saw a red glint in her eye, that made her look possessed.
"Why would I tell you when you are acting like this?" he said fiercely.
"Because I can kill you if you don't tell me." Arwen replied.
So Aragorn just sat there silently, determined not to tell Arwen anything.
"Fine," said Arwen disgustedly, "if you won't tell me anything, you can stay here and rot to death." Suddenly, an orc cried out.
"Intruders! Intruders!" Arwen leapt up and ran down the many steps to the gate. Orcs lay dead on the ground with arrows with arrows in their chests. Four heads poked out from behind the door, familiar faces.
Stood there was Lord Eomer of Rohan, Lord Faramir of Gondor, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood and Gimli, the dwarf.
"Aye, laddie," said Gimli, "how'd you get yourself into this mess?" Aragorn would have chuckled, if his arm wasn't in pain so much.
"Gimli?" he said softly. "Legolas, Faramir, Eomer? What are you doing here?"
"Haven't you ever heard of a rescue party?" said Legolas with a grin. Faramir helped Aragorn up, while Eomer collected his things. Gimli and Legolas were watching the stairs for any sign of movement.
"All clear?" asked Eomer.
"All clear," replied Legolas. They began to walk slowly and silently down the stairs. Half way down, they met Arwen, looking positively flabbergasted.
"Hey, lassie," said Gimli in shock, "what you be doing here?"
Arwen glared at him.
"She's not herself, I'm guessing," said Faramir quietly, "did you two have a row or something?"
"Never mind, just run!" said Eomer. They charged past Arwen, and Legolas picked Arwen up and covered her in a cloak. Orcs were heading towards them. Gimli and Faramir defeated them easily, as swords slashed here and there, and orcs fell to the ground. Arwen was wrapped in her cloak, screaming and wailing. An orc ran past Legolas, snatching Arwen from his grasp.
"Just leave her!" yelled Aragorn.
They ran out of the tower, fighting their way through. Finally they reached the gate, it was to close. They managed to fit through the gap, but only just. Luckily, the horses were still waiting. Legolas jumped on Arod and pulled Gimli up. Eomer put Aragorn behind him, and kicked his horse to go. Faramir leapt upon his horse, and galloped to catch up.
They began to head towards Minas Tirith, in Gondor. It would be a difficult ride, but they had to escape.
What do you think? As I said it's my first fic, so please review...nicely.
