Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any characters or places in Lord of the Rings.
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Ever since meeting up with Strider in the wild, taking charge of an injured Frodo, and urging Asfaloth, her horse, to ride fast, Arwen has gone nonstop towards Rivendell. As the trees thickened, the she-elf sensed a sudden darkness closing in on her. The Nazgúl had finally caught up to her to claim the halfling and the Ring he carried!
Arwen looked to her right and left and saw brief glimpses of a dark shadow at the edges of her vision. Suddenly, multiple hoofbeats behind her sounded as the Nine revealed themselves and openly pursued her, hoping to cut her off before she can reach her destination. Earsplitting squeals from the chasing Enemy followed her as she dodged left and right around trees. Quick backward glances confirmed what her other senses were telling Arwen. The Ringwraths were gaining on her.
A tree branch suddenly appeared in front of Arwen, slashing open a thin line of red on her face just as she reached a brief stretch of land without any trees. Without the constant impediment of the foliage, Asfaloth sped up but so did the figures behind them, succeeding in surrounding their object of pursuit.
Just as one of the dark beings was getting too close for comfort, Arwen quickly maneuvered out of the way.
"Noro lim, Asfaloth!" (Ride fast, Asfaloth!)
Asfaloth quickly obeyed and soon they pulled away from the Enemy behind them. Dodging the flashes of black that tried to stop her, Arwen finally reached the ford, marking where her father's land began.
Without a second glance at the black figures that have also arrived and entered the river, Arwen chanted the words that would bring the power of the Bruinen River upon the Nazgúl.
"Nîn o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer, Rimmo nîn Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nîn o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer, Rimmo nîn Bruinen dan in Ulaer!" (Waters of the Misty Mountains listen to the great word; flow waters of Loudwater against the Ringwraiths!)
The waters quickly swelled up and a great flood crashed around the bend and bore down on the intruders.
With a small gasp of surprise, Arwen finally fully looked at her pursuers. They were not Nazgúl at all! They were…
A cacophony of sound filled with rushing water and the squealing of rabid boars still foaming at the mouth sounded in the air. Within moments, the poor animals were swept away and disappeared in the flood.
I must have accidentally trampled their homes or something to make them that angry to chase me so far. Arwen thought sheepishly.
Oops…
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AN: Hey! Slowly updating and making up for the missed updates. Sorry about that. Spring Break is here, so I should be able to update one or two more times assuming that I can think up some original funny stuff to write about. Thanks for reading my story and if you currently have Spring Break too, have a great Spring Break! For the others, have a great week!