Chapter 2

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Saul got of his horse and walked near the two seasons. When he tried to grab the snow, there was some kind of invisible wall holding him back.

"What the hell is this?"

Alejandra also got off her horse, standing next to Saul, she tried to go through, but couldn't.

"We can't get through."

"Oh, shit!" Alejandro's voice echoed through the silences that fell upon the four of them.

Nobody spoke to one another for a while, taking in the new surrounding.

"Something must be wrong."

"For once, I agree with Alejandro, and that's not a good thing." Saul said, the girls chuckling a bit.

Alejandro glared at Saul, than continued to look around them. "At least I have GIRLS coming to me, instead of sweet-talking to them."

"You know what? I had about enough of you and you're whole girl thing!" Saul argued back.

"Oh yeah?"

The voices faded for Ailish, as she was concentrating in the aura she was feeling. Ailish hushed the boys, as she carefully looked around. She than slowly put her hood on, covering her eyes. She looked to the others, nodding her head slightly. The trio copied her move, looking forward.

Ailish kicked the side of Mariposa, making her go into another gallop. The others did the same, Alejandra going next to Ailish and the boys behind them. After ten and a half-hours, and they were a far distance from where they were, they slowed their tired horses.

After another 20 minutes more, Ailish stopped Mariposa. "Alto." (stop)

The three cousins stopped next to Ailish, as she looked around their surroundings.

"Ail-" Saul started but Ailish held up her right hand, telling him to silence.

"Algo o alguien esta aqui. Vigilalo y ten cuidado." (Something or someone is here. Keep an eye out and be careful.)

"¿Todavia estan siguiendonos?" Alejandra asked, as they all kept a watchful eye. (Are they still following us?)

"¿Que vamos a hacer si nos descubren?" (What are we going to do if they catch us?)

"Pelearemos Alejandro!" Saul hissed, looking around.

"Ailish, ya va a caer la noche. ¿Quizas seria mejor si descunsamos y levantamos capaña?" (Ailish, it's going to be nightfall. Maybe it's best if we rest and set camp?)

"Alejandra tiene razon. Y velare." Saul said, Alejandro nodding in agreement. (is right. I'll be first watch.)

Ailish nodded, and they all got off their horses. They took off their packs and started making their beds.

"I think we should all whisper when we're talking in English." Alejandra said, as she sat down on her bed.

"Why do you say that?" Saul asked, whispering also.

"I figured that since we ended up in some strange place with out no explanation whatsoever-"

"Oh no, don't go rambling about how we ended up in Lord of the Rings." Saul interrupted, rolling his eyes. "You read too many stories of how people, namely GIRLS fall into the movie or book or whatever and are part of the story."

"I believe it's one of those moments, Saul! Why else do I sense this place familiar!" Alejandra argued back.

"As much as I agree with Saul about you reading too much of those stories, I actually believe that we might have gotten into the storyline." Ailish said, sitting down on her bed. "Where are we?"

Alejandra pondered a while, looking around, than nodding her head, agreeing with herself. "I believe we're near Rivendell. And because of that, some of the elves on guard could hear us." Alejandra than looked at her cousins and her best friend.

Ailish rolled her eyes. "Just spit it out already."

Alejandra smiled, "since we're in this storyline, I think we should protect the fellowship, if they haven't been out in the journey yet, and follow them until we get to the only person who can give us some answers."

Ailish nodded, knowing whom she was talking about. "Right. We'll protect them, BUT from a far, and get to Lothlórien and talk to the Lady Galadriel."

Saul and Alejandro shook their heads but agree anyways.

Alejandro was gathering some small branches nearby, throughout the whole conversation, and put them in a circle made by some stones. He took out his lighter and lit one of the branches, setting it on top of the others.

"I'll get some firewood to make the fire last all night." Alejandro said, as he walked towards one direction.

--Two hours later--

Alejandro returned to the camp, arms full of fallen branches. He put the wood down next to him, as he kneeled down, he put some more wood into the fire, making the blazes grew stronger.

"¿Te sigurió alguien?" Alejandra asked, looking up from expecting her sword. (No one followed you?)

"Si y no creo que sean de los buenos." Alejandro said, looking at Alejandra, Saul, and Ailish, who continued to sharpen her twin daggers, not looking up. (Yes and I don't think they're nice)

"Estan serca." Saul said, as his eyes searched through the darkness and thickness of the woods. (They're close.)

"At least a mile." Everyone looked at Ailish. She stopped sharpening and stood up, twirling her twin daggers. "Pick up your packs and the beds. We'll hide them in that hollow tree." Ailish pointed to a larger tree near Saul. "Alejandra and Alejandro, you two hide up in the trees, you two are the best at archery. Saul, hide behind some bushes over there. What ever followed Alejandro here, is coming from the south, southeast. They'll be here in 15 minutes."

As Ailish predicted, 15 minutes later, a dozen Orcs appeared into the grounds the four adults have been. The leader looked around.

"They've gone! These humans knew we were coming!" The other Orcs growled.

"Now what are we going to eat!?" Another said. Than an arrow hit his chest.

The Orcs looked at him, as he fell down—dead. Soon more arrows continued coming down at them.

"Elves!" One said.

"Think again!" Saul yelled, as he and Ailish ran out of their hiding, swords in hand.

They both sliced the first Orc in their way, as more Orcs went to Ailish. Ailish ducked down, as an Orc swinged his large broad sword, beheading one of his own. Ailish stood up, thrusting her sword through the Orc who tried to cut her head off, she leaned on her sword's handle, kciking an Orc from behind in the face. When it stumbled back, Ailish stood up straight, taking her sword out, and blocked an attack.

Ailish pushed back the Orc. twisting he sword, and thrusting it backwards, a grunt behind her. She than did a back flip, kicking the ching of the Orc in front of her. As she landed on her fee, she took her sword out of the Orc she stabbed, which was in a weird and not so pleasant postion on the floor, dead.

As Saul blocked at attack from his right, he kicked an Orc on his left. He than pushed back the Orc who attacked him first, and sliced his head of, than ducked down, just as a broad sword tried to cut him in half. He tripped the last Orc and stabbed it in the chest with a dagger.

He stood up, sighing. "That was a great work out." Saul chuckled.

Ailish smiled. An Orc on the floor stoo up and ran towards Ailish, his broad sword above his head. "Die!"

Before Ailish could turn around or Saul throw his dagger, the Orc stopped dead on his track, than fell forward, an arrow sticking out of his back. Ailish turned around, lookng up at Alejandra.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

"Lets get these damn Orcs out of the way and get some rest. It looks like we wont have any visitors tonight." Everyone nodded, walking towards the hollow tree.

--Next day, Lord Elrond--

"What news do you bring?" Elrond asked, as he looked up at Legolas.

"The Orcs we've been waiting for, never came. We searched the area of 15 miles from Rivendell and found the Orcs dead."

At this news, Elrond stood up from his chair, almost tipping it over, his palms on the desk.

"What? How?"

"We believe someone is out there near Rivendell."

Sitting back down, Elrond pondered on this information. After Elrond hasn't said anything for a while, Legolas spoke up.

"Lord Elrond?"

Elrond looked up. "Oh, mkae sure we have more guards around the entrances. I do not want to take any chance."

"Yes Lord Elrond. Excuse me." Elrond nodded, looking down at his work.

"Maybe they could be some allies." Elrond looked up to see an old man in the now open doorway, leaning on a cane. But, instead of looking withered, he looked like he was full of life and vitality.

"Ah, my old friend. You have finally arrived." Elrond looked pleased.

"Yes. I have arrived. I am sorry I could have not arrived sooner. I was.. delayed," Gandalf answered, walking in and stood in front of Elrond's desk.

"Whoever it is that killed the Orcs are truly our allies, why do they hide?" Elrond stood up and walked over to the open window.

"Afraid of rejection; unwanted." Gandalf stood next to Elrond. "Four mortals; two men, two woman. Looking for a way back home." Elrond looked at Gandalf. "Two different worlds, one same mission. Old knowledge to destroy the evil enemy, as it combines with new knowledge, unfolding slowly. One mortal will go back, destroying evil that overcame their life. After the task is done, they will return, the line of their blood continuing."

"I've heard of what you speak of, but I cannot recall from where or who." Elrond said more to himself, and looked down to see Frodo and Sam below.

"His strength returns."

"That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life." Gandalf said sadly.

"And yet to have come so far still bearing the Ring, the Hobbit has shown extraordinary resilience to it's evil."

"It is a burden he should never have had to bear. We ask no more of Frodo."

Elrond looked at his friend, "Gandalf, the enemy is moving. Sauron's forces are massing the East. His Eye is fixed on Rivendell. And Saruman you say has betrayed us!"

"His treachery runs deeper than you know. By foul craft, Saruman has crossed Orcs with Goblin-Men. He's breeding an army in the caverns of Isengard. An army that can move in sunlight and cover great distance at speed. Saruman is coming for the Ring."

"This evil cannot be concealed by the power of the Elves, we do not have the strength to fight both Mordor and Isengard! Gandalf, the Ring cannot stay here. This peril belongs to all Middle-Earth. They must decide now how to end it. The time of the Elves is over. My people are leaving these shores. Who will you look to when we've gone? The Dwarves? They hide in mountains seeking riches. They care not for the troubles of others.

"It is in Men that we must place our hope." Gandalf said, turning to look at Elrond.

"Men? Men are weak." Elrond turns around. "The race of Men is failing. The blood of Númenor is all but spent, it's pride and dignity forgotten. It is because of Men the Ring survives. I was there, Gandalf. I was there 3000 years ago." Elrond had a faraway look, remembering the battle for Middle-Earth. He than turned back to Gandalf. "Isildur kept the Ring. The line of kings is broken. There's no strength left in the world of Men. They're scattered divided, leaderless."

"There is one who could unite them. One who could reclaim the throne of Gondor."

"He turned from that path a long time ago. He has chosen exile."

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