Author Notes: Okay, so I'm a bit late. Well, majorly late actually, but the point is I'm here now and will never have to do french, maths, science or any other evil subject again, yay! Anyway, here is my next chapter, that's been a long time coming. Thanks to Reggie Tuesday for not giving up on me!

Chapter 9: The Mind's Eye

To say it was cold was an understatement to the extreme. Raven and Spider had been following the Fellowship for the better part of the day and were getting close, much to Spider's relief; Raven had been entertaining herself by asking 'Are we there yet?' every five seconds.

Finally, the Fellowship came to view on the side of a mountain, not too far ahead up the track. By now, Raven knew Legolas could see her, but she was unsure of the others - then something caught her eye. A small, dark bundle rolled down the slope and came to a halt near a tall man. Uh oh; cue Boromir's alter ego. Urging Spider forwards on a track parallel to the Fellowship's, Raven got close enough to hear them and see their faces. As far as she could tell, everyone was too absorbed in Aragorn, Frodo and Boromir to notice her; except Legolas of course.

"Boromir!" Aragorn broke Boromir out of his trace with the Ring, "Give the Ring to Frodo."

Boromir, however, seemed to have other plans, as he drew the ring closer to himself; Aragorn's grip on his sword grew tighter. Raven sighed, why was it always Boromir that had to make her life difficult? Drawing an arrow, Raven focused on a particular link in the chain Boromir was holding, one close to his hand. Releasing the bow string, Raven watched with satisfaction as both chain and Ring were ripped from Boromir's grasp and imbedded in the snow with the arrow.

Silence reigned. The whole Fellowship remained frozen, as if Caradhras had finally captured them. Raven trotted over and wrenched both arrow and ring out of the snow. She then proceeded to dismount and hand the ring to Frodo, grinning. Finally, she turned to Boromir, waving the business end of the arrow inches from his nose, "For once in your life, keep your dirty mitts of that Ring. Touch it again, hell, even look at it again and you'll have me to answer to."

At the risk of being speared with an arrow, Boromir merely nodded. Turning to the rest of the Fellowship, Raven spoke up, "Hey guys, change of plan, I've decided to stick around after all! What do you think about that, my derry dols?" Winking at Frodo, who was now a lot happier that the Ring was back in his possession, Raven turned on her heel and began to lead the Fellowship.

Frodo grinned to the other Hobbits, they all knew what had happened to Raven in her absence. The others looked at her as if she had gone mad. Aragorn was the first to rise from his stupor; "It is well to have you back, my lady"

Raven snorted at the title, and proceeded to lift Frodo and Sam onto Spider with the help of Legolas. All set, the once again complete Fellowship continued their path up the mountain.

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The Fellowship forced their way along a narrow ledge in the raging blizzard. Raven's stomach was twisted in knots; who knew what kind of omitted information awaited them. She spared a glare for Legolas, who happily pranced on top of the snow without sinking in. Then, the words she had been dreading danced in on the wind. Although they were likely much fainter to her ears than Legolas' or Gandalf's, she got the gist; Saruman was making his presence felt.

"There is a fell voice on the air!"

"It's Saruman!"

Raven heard a sickening crack from above their heads as an avalanche of rock and ice broke away, "Against the cliff! Now!"

Not needing to be told twice, everyone threw themselves against the rock face, and out of range of the projectiles. Aragorn yelled at Gandalf, "He's trying to bring down the mountain! Gandalf, we must turn back!"

"No!"

This was ridiculous, "Gandalf! Listen to me, you can't fight a mountain! We have to turn back while we're all still in one piece!"

Gandalf refused to listen, however, and instead he went to the edge of the cliff and started chanting back in the same language. Suddenly, the Raven's Eye warmed against her frosted skin, whispering. Raven was not impressed by what she heard, "You what? I think the cold's getting to you mate. I can't do that!"

Unfortunately for Raven, Spider, who had been sheltering with Bill, took that moment to rummage in Raven's quiver and pull out an arrow. "Are you psychic or something?" Raven gave in, "Alright, but how this is gonna work I'll never know"

Raven drew an arrow and shut out the world. She took herself back to the film, where the audience could see both what was happening to the Fellowship and Saruman on his tower. Picturing Saruman in her mind's eye, she focused on his head, the only part of him she could think of in detail. Taking a breath, Raven released the arrow, which shot off into the storm.

Lightning shattered the sky and imbedded itself in the mountain. In an instant, the Fellowship were buried. After a moment, each member dug themselves out. With bated breath, Raven waited for the chanting to begin again; it never did. Unbeknownst to her, on the top of Orthanc, a single arrow had wizzed past Saruman before he could begin chanting again. It seemed that the Eye's ploy worked almost as well as when the archer can see their target, but depended on the shooter to be more of a fan of the film for a really accurate result. Nevertheless, it distracted Saruman enough for the fellowship to decide where to go; they were bound for Moria.

To Be Continued…

Author Notes: Sorry about the shortness folks, the next few may be like that. PLEASE let me know what you thought! I really want to know!