Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Lotr. Amanda the
Mage and Laurelin the Mage are mine and should not be used without my
permission. I crave reviews people. I want to know if you like the
directino I am taking because I am telling you the whole thing is
not written yet and ideas are much appreciated as well as critiscm. So
without further ado here comes the new chappie!
Get off the Road
Amanda
I finally got myself to a standing position with Laurelin's help. It was then I noticed that we were on the road and Gandalf's warning flashed through my brain like hot water. Frodo had advanced a few paces past the others and apparently his thoughts echoed my own for at that moment he said,
"I think we should get off the road. "Just then Laurelin tensed as if she'd heard something terrifying and the presence of evil weighed heavily on my heart. "Get off the road," cried Frodo in a panic. Laurelin, myself, and the four Hobbits jumped into the ditch and hid among the great roots of a tree. We motioned for silence as we heard a horse and rider. The rider dismounted, Laurelin tensed as she heard more so than the rest of us. She had always had great hearing. Me personally I was struggling not to gag at the evil stench the foul thing bore. My attention was brought bback to the Hobbits by a quick motion from Sam and I noticed that he had stopped Frodo just short of putting on the ring of power. Merry distracted the evil presence by throwing something in the opposite direction and luckily the thing followed, the sudden movement gave us time for a narrow escape which we immediately took. We stopped a short distance away where Merry and Pippin collapsed breathless.
"What was that?" Merry asked frightened but no one answered for none of us had one.
Laurelin
We waited until the cover of night to continue Amanda and I had no idea of how to rid ourselves of the menacing black riders, enchanted they were and there was no telling what would work. Secrecy and evasiveness were our best bet. Under the guidance of the Hobbits we ran quietly through the trees avoiding them as best we could. I could hear their cries far off in the distance. We halted for a moment to listen for their proximity to us.
"What is going on?" asked Pippin jogging up to us.
"That black rider fro something or someone Frodo," chimed in Merry.
"Get down," cried Sam suddenly. We all dove for the ground. Up ahead we saw what Sam had heard. A black rider sat proudly astride his horse in the middle of the road, he was visible even from the underbrush. When the rider left galloping further down the road Frodo turned to Merry with pleading eyes and said,
"I have to leave the Shire, Sam, The Mages, and I must get to Bree!"
"Right," responded Merry. "Buckleberry Ferry, follow me," Merry was off in a flash the rest of us sprang to our feet and followed. But as we broke out of the brush a black rider cut Amanda and Frodo off from the rest of us. We ran a few yards ahead and when I dared to look back I saw that Amanda and Frodo had broken free and were running fiercely, hand in hand trying to catch up to the rest of us. The pair of them had juts cleared the fence together while we were untying the raft. They weren't going to make it!
Amanda
The other four were already at the raft readying it for departure as we cleared the fence. They were shouting encouragement at us but the black rider was right behind every step of the way. They were pushing the raft away as we made the docks. Sam and Pippin had waiting arms for Frodo to jump into but I knew he couldn't make it even at this speed. Making a split second decision I yanked Frodo in front of me and when we came to the edge of the docks in one fluid motion I threw Frodo at the raft then dove straight into the blackness of the Brandywine River.