Hello everyone! This is Lady Altaria, adn I can safely say that i don't own LotR andI don't think Moriarwen (who wrote half of this) does either!

MORIARWEN WROTE HALF!! No one has guessed which one of us writes which part though, adn I'm disappointed. Quite frankly, I think it would be cool if someone got it right.

But enough of my rambling, here's Chapter 6!

Part eleven

Calanthia reached out and grabbed the blade, wiping it clean of mud. She must have lost it when Durion grabbed her. She set it down beside her and leaned against a tree, trying to put her thoughts in order. But one thought echoed in her head, causing her to cry again. I can't do this.

Foinien kindled a fire for warmth, using wood that had been left behind. She ate slowly, thinking. I'll stay here tonight and head back tomorrow, I do not think that she will be chasing me, she is probably too drained. I shall have to be careful around her, she is powerful. She must be eliminated. She is a threat. If I meet her again she must not get angry. I do not think that she meant for that tree to start on fire, which means she cares for nature. Something I can use to my advantage. She doesn't want to kill me, she only wants to catch me, but I think hat she would kill me if necessary. Something I should keep in mind. She has bad memories of that man who grabbed me. Something I can exploit.

Foinien thought of Calanthia's strengths and weaknesses long into the night, but never once thought about her.

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It was long after the disaster when Calanthia finally got herself under control. She stood and looked forlornly in the direction that Foinien had run. I shall catch you. Just wait. With that she turned into an eagle and flapped her wings tiredly, heading away from the woods, heading away from Foinien, heading away from where her memories had surfaced again.

Part twelve

Now that Foinien had eaten something, she chose to rest for a while, she had a long journey to start tomorrow, she checked on the condition of her arm before she did this and saw that there was clear hand print where she had been held. Foinien stretched out the blanket and went to rest.

Calanthia flew south, the exact opposite of the direction Foinien was, normally she would have used their bond to find her, but she was not focused enough to detect it, so she flew blindly away. When I find you Foinien, you will wish you have never been born. She thought to herself, her anger spilling onto Foinien; she had evaded her for two long, and Calanthia's frustration was reaching its limit, she knew that she wanted to bring her in alive, in full knowledge that she may well take her own life anyway, but there were no limits on how alive Foinien was required to be.

She would hand her over to Gil-Galad and the whole business would be over. She knew that the assassin was burnt, so she had an advantage.

Soon Foinien, soon.

Well, there it is.

Remember, Mori wrote half! And thank you to all our reviewers, we really appreciate it!

Until next time!

Namarie, Lady Altaria