Chapter 10 Misplaced

She rustled her way back through the treetops towards Legolas and the others, and she slid down the tree, and looked at Aragon, he was worried, but she showed no signs of fear. She couldn't tell him she saw these things, how could they disappear that quickly. No one would believe her, she looked at him, in the debate whether to tell him in private or not tell him at all.

"Aragorn I did not wish to fight a man with your skill, I know I would have lost."

With that she left and sheathed her sword, and walked away down a separate path. Aragorn looked at her, could she be lying, why would she forfeit like this? He followed Galadriel and Celeborn, down the same path Dawn had taken.

Later that day, Dawn was to leave in an hour, she was on her way to Cerin, to say final good byes. She reached the inside, where she bid farewell to many of the elves she had met there. Then walked inside to see the company standing in utter silence. She forced on a smile, and walked towards Galadriel, who spoke in a solemn voice.

"Lady Dawn, I wish you a safe journey, I have bestowed upon you Ethaúþl, I must also give you this."

She turned and grabbed a necklace, it was silver with a blue diamond in it, it was the same color of her eyes. She put it around her neck.

"This necklace is known as Areha, you will soon find it holds many powers within."

At the same time Galadriel stepped back like a true psychic did she go into Dawn's head and spoke

"Dawn, this necklace will help the wounded, and prevent the injuries, use it well."

She smiled and faced Merry who held a cape with a leaf on it, it was like that they wore, she took it gratefully, and kissed him on his head. Next came Pippin who gave her a flask. She smiled, and saw little beading on it that read Dawn. She then came to Sam who pressed in her hand, a tiny dark blue flower. Frodo just looked at her, he gave her a firm hug. She next came to Gimli, who took an axe off his back, and placed it on hers. Boromir, took her hand and pressed a dagger in it. She stopped momentarily, at him and leaned to give him a hug and whispered to him,

"Remember what I said?"

"Yes, my lady" he said pulling away from her with a grin. She returned it.

Aragorn was next lets just say it was quick good-bye so neither would cry, he gave her a letter with Arwen written on it, and then slid a ring on her finger.

"Remember the ones who you love here." he replied solemnly

He stepped back kissed her on her forehead, and embraced her in a hug. She walked unsteadily to Legolas, the elf who she had kissed only last night, the one who she had fought against and won. He looked into her eyes, she wanted nothing more than gaze back into them forever. He took her hand and kissed it, then slowly rose to face her and pressed a ball like object into her hand.

"This way you'll know if I'm ever close, I will find you again."

With that she left, a void nauseated pit swelling within her, she turned back to her companions, and tears formed in her eyes, she climbed on the white horse that they had given her, and put some of her gifts in the bags that hung to the horse.

"Ethapa, lets go."

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She rode out into the forest with her guide Haldir. They were silent most of the time, she kept looking back wondering if Aragorn, Legolas or someone would come out of the forest calling her name, but no one ever did. No matter how many times she looked back. They rode for a long time, her legs began to cramp. The first day there wasn't much talking Haldir, most of the time tended to the horses, and kept looking at something eastward. The second day, her legs were in agony, okay maybe one hour of horseback riding a day, but a full day's worth. Uh-huh honey, this isn't exactly working out. It was then she thought to ask

"Exactly how far in Rivendell from here?" She said looking out in distant thinking there might be a house suddenly pop up,

"Tis a five day journey, my lady" Haldir said adjusting himself on his horse,

"Well that sucks." She slumped a little. He looked at her and she could have sworn he had smiled.

They were slowing to a trot as Dawn fiddled with sphere thing Legolas had given her, it was clear and right now it was a beautiful light purple. She shook it, she turned towards Haldir,

"What the hell is thing anyway?" She said riding next to him shoving it near his face, he slowly pushed her hand away. Slightly annoyed and giving her a look of wonder.

"My lady it's a Drá§pion" he replied trying to control the annoyance protruding through his voice

"Right a Draccponk." Dawn nodded her head, with the look of a troll on her face

"Drá§pion, my lady, it's a locator." he replied quickly ending the conversations

Dawn arched her eyebrows, and continued on, ignoring his rolling eyes.

"Yeah okay…..what exactly is that?"

Haldir stopped for a moment and then said in a huffy voice, "it will change its color, when the beholder and the giver are close, signaling one another's presence….whom ever gave that to you, must have cared greatly for you, for you see.." he pointed at it and took it from her hands, "the liquid within here, is very rare, and it comes only every 100 years from the elven pond, Jaskil."

He gave it back to her, and then turned his horse, she gripped it tightly and then put it in her pouch. On the third day, they headed off a little off track, she turned to him grinding her teeth,

"Are we lost?" She said riding up next to him as he looked around his eyes squinched in frustrations.

"Elves….never get lost, my lady, just simply…..misplaced." He said then rode off in another direction, Dawn shook her head,

"That's the same thing!" she screamed back trotting after him,

"Is not." he replied firmly.

"Is too." she snapped. Lets face it, all teenagers will win this fight, so he might as well give up. Although it did continue for an hour or so, Haldir eventually rode ahead of her and ignored her.

"men, just can't admit there lost!" She grumbled and followed him.

On the fourth day when the sun began to set, she heard it, that noise, those steps, that laughter. It was orcs, a party of about 20 were coming over towards them, 2 against 20 well those weren't the best odds, but hey at least it wasn't 20 against 1. Haldir took out his bow and nock his arrows, three fell in a matter of seconds.

"Okay shoot about 15 more and were guaranteed to win." she told him encouragingly

Well that didn't happen. She took the axe off her back. Haldir continued to shoot some down, and then they came up on her, three at once. The first one didn't even have time to reach Dawn before he was quickly beheaded. The second one pulled her off her horse, and she fought on ground, so far so good. Then 3 turned into 7, than 7 to 12. Okay so Haldir was trying to take down two, what the hell? Why were they all coming after her? She was having trouble keeping up and then she felt an obsidian knife sliced through her on the right side. She continued to battle. It didn't look like the orcs were actually trying to bring her down, more or less capture her or bring her to the state of weariness or unconsciousness. Then Areha began to glow and then it was like a flash, but she saw Boromir, an arrow pierced his right shoulder and he fell to the ground, but he pulled himself up, and continued to fight. The same orc fired another arrow hitting his right abdomen, he feel to his knees and looked into Pippins and Merry's eyes, he rose again, and this time another arrow was shot hitting him again in the chest he fell to his knees. His face turned pale.

"Boromir" she softly called half expecting him to appear before her.

The trance continued she was still battling, but it was like her mind was there with Boromir, as if she were two people. The orc now approached Boromir and pulled an arrow and stood but inches away, Boromir although in pain straightened himself. Idiot she thought her eyes watering, but then men always wanted to show their pride and courage in battle. Then someone came out of the forest and the thoughts swiftly left her mind, and as she threw her axe it took down one orc, and she grabbed her sword. That wasn't real, it couldn't be, she just thought about it because…because she was worried about him. She continued to take them on, she was now fully aware of how many times they were hitting her. Then while she fell to her knees gasping for air, she saw Boromir again, he was talking,

"They took the little ones." his face grew paler, she tried hard to listen but it faded slowly, and she set her mind on his face on what he had said, and heard him say again,

"Where is Frodo?" she felt her heart skip a beat, he then looked into the eyes of whom he was talking too and said, "I would have followed you, my brother, my captain, my king."

The thoughts faded, no she thought, reaching her hand out as if they stood before her, it was the blade that hit her arm, that sent to her back to reality. Haldir, was now trying to distract the remainder towards him, he was covered in orc blood, and he was shooting arrows whenever possible. But there always seemed to at least 12 orcs around her, and always 7 around him. She finally saw why, it wasn't just a group of 20 orcs, more like 50. She was trying to grab her axe, when she heard a faint gallop of a horse. Shit no more evil things. She fell and hit the ground and pushed a knife through an orc, another orc through this dead thing off her, and she crawled, more less scrambled and took him down with a dagger. Her body was becoming numb, she just kept her eyes open and focused on what she needed to do, to live. It was when another orc hit her, she lost it. She said something in some ancient language, and she felt a burst of energy, Haldir, was no longer standing, and the orc who about to decapitate him, well he got cut first. She was moving with amazing quickness, her axe and sword in hand. Taking down 3 or 4 orcs at a time. She then looked towards the hills, there came a young woman in with dark hair followed by at least 5 others. Arrows went flying and more orcs fell. She turned around to protect the body of Haldir. She screamed in anger as one orc, ran down the hill, the last orc, to kill, she ran after it. She jumped and tackled him and set to work on killing him, the axe went flying down not once or twice, but countless times. Until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Lady Dawn, you must stop."

She looked at her and then at the body of what once was an orc, at her clothes that were covered in black blood, at the battlefield. Where someone leaned over Haldir. She suddenly felt immense pain, and began to sway looking at that girls eyes,

"You're an elf."

When Arwen had come to the battlefield. She expected to see less than 10 orcs, not 50, with a fallen Haldir, a green glowing light. The power that emanated off the light could be felt miles away. The light was not just a light though, it was a young girl. She moved quicker than she had ever seen anyone in her life, protecting the body of her fallen comrade, and killing those who approached her. Arwen looked at the girl and saw the horse, come towards her, knelt down, and Arwen mounted her. The girl in her arms was strong, but she was not human, she had a lot of wounds. But when they had come upon the battle not one orc, touched her. The body of Haldir, he had been severely wounded. Yet he only asked if Lady Dawn, was well. She took off on the horse, looking at the girl, covered in black blood, she looked at her hands. She wore the ring of Aragorn.

She slowed the horse, and her father, Elrond, already stood there awaiting their arrival. He looked at Arwen immediately and touched the girl. He looked at her intently, and shook his head.

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The horn of Gondor was no longer blowing. Aragorn ran quickly, slaying the orcs in his path, a fury and panic unleashed within him. When he saw the fallen Boromir. His face was pale, as dark blood trickled from his mouth, his hands and head were shaking vigorously, his pupils were dilated, and in desperation and of forgiveness, he told Aragon that he had tried to take the ring from Frodo, that Merry and Pippin had been taken. He talked and Aragon did his best to comfort him, the last man Aragon had seen from Gondor. After gathering his armor and his body, they lay him in a boat, and watched him fall down the river. Legolas was grabbing the remaining boat, and pushing it into the water,

"Hurry Frodo and Sam have reached the eastern shore." he turned towards to Aragon his eyes watched the glimpses of their two bodies, Legolas eyes narrowed understandingly, "you mean not to follow them."

"Frodos fate is no longer in our hands."

"Then it has all been in vain, the fellowship has failed." Gimli said in annoyance.

Aragorn inhaled deeply, "but if we told true towards each other…." his voice now became more hopeful, and encouraging as both Legolas and Gimli walked towards him, "we will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment or death. Not WHILE WE STILL HAVE STRENGHT LEFT!"

Their arms held them together as Aragorn inhaled deeply,

"leave all that can be spared behind, we travel light, lets hunt some orc."

Gimli began to growl in approval, and Legolas began to smile.

They ran trying to find the band of orcs, when Legolas said,

"Which would they turn, do you think? Northward to Isengard for a straighter path, or Fangorn, or southward to Entwash?"

"Let us search northwards to Rohirrim!" replied Aragon.

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I'm always wondering who actually reads my story, according to the hits there have been 539 on my story, but only 16 reviews? Oh come on now, I love my reviews and I love seeing them on my e-mail making me want to update more frequently, sorry that I haven't as of late, we've been undermanned in our theatre, again I really hate doubles. But even though I'm a minor I am one of the few people who can work a 15 hour shift. Also please note my goddaughter/neice, was just christened this Saturday. Great times, realize my family is German the service was at 5:30 PM, so what do we do in our true German nature, we drink. Half of us were gone at the service, but we were all very happy throughout the 3 hour long service. Sorry the story is kind of here and there, I don't really like this chapter, and like chapter 2, 4, and now 10 I want it revised. Thanks for taking the time, read again as always R&R. I just want a general idea of the number of readers. It sounds pathetic I know.