Edited 1/2/20

Chapter 3

As they waited together staring out into the night Harry thought of something that he had been wondering about since Strider said his father's name. "Aragorn, how do you know my father?"

Strider looked at Harry from the corner of his eye then started his story "Well when I was eight years old my parents and I were heading back to the white city when we were attacked by orc's. My father was killed, my mother was severely injured, I was unharmed thanks to the guards. The two guards that survived, my mother, and I were close to Rivendell at the time, so we all made our way there. When we arrived Lord Elrond took my mother to the house of healing and did his best to save here, the guards were sent back to the white city, and I was alone. Your father was four years from his coming of age and saw me sitting in the gardens, I was crying because of scared I was. He came over to me and comforted me, he showed me the wonders of Rivendell and kept my mind off of less happy subjects. About four hours later Lord Elrond came to find us told me my mother was gone. Your father held me as I cried for my parents, he was the one who talked Lord Elrond into letting me stay as their ward. Your father took it upon himself to teach everything I know. Then four years later when I was twelve your father was escorting Lady Lilly back to Mirkwood when they both disappeared. We never saw them again. That is why when I saw you I thought you were your father until I noticed your eyes. Your father brought me back from a dark place he was like the older brother I never had. That is how I know your father." After Aragorn told Harry his story, Harry nodded his head in understanding but said nothing.

About half an hour later three of the hobbits got up and started a fire cooking some sausages, bacon and tomatoes. Frodo woke up to them talking and cried out asking what were they doing before putting out the fire right before the wraiths screamed out and started to move in on their prey. "And so it begins." Harry whispered before motioning for Strider to follow him to the top where the hobbits were.

Once they got there they both waited watching as the hobbits tried to defend themselves. Harry watched as Frodo put on the ring and was stabbed by the witch king of Agmar. Once the Wraith had stabbed Frodo and Frodo had taken of the ring Harry said "Do not be afraid of what you see Aragorn, Just stay with Frodo and the Hobbits give him your strength." Strider was confused but nodded his understanding. Harry released the shadows that hid them and let his from shift to that of the master of death. Black wings snapped out from his back, black tattoo's spread over his legs, chest and arms, a black star appeared on his forehead, and finally his clothes melted together to form what looked like a black Greek toga.

As Harry walked forward he moved with the grace of the most efficient predator, He stood between the wraiths and the others. The Witch King of Agmar stepped forward raising his sword to strike Harry but all Harry did was raise his hand then slashing it through the air destroying the blade. "You really think your petty blades will work on me Witch King of Agmar. I am the one who controls the magic that created them." Harry's voice was saturated with the power he wielded but the witch king was not convinced

"You are nothing he-elf you are a fly under my masters boot. The true master of death."

Harry shook his head with a dark chuckle he then looked the witch king in the eyes and said "Oh really, that line has been used so many times. I am the true master of death, your master only wields the power to an existent as anyone can, but I hold the true power. He can make a wraith but cannot destroy it. Because of your insolence once of your number will now die." With a wave of his hand the Wraith on the far right screamed as he was destroyed.

The witch king was enraged at this and tried to strike out at Harry but Harry immobilized him and said "That is another of your number dead." Then another wraith screamed as it was destroyed. "Do you want to test me again witch king?" Harry said his voice laced with venom as he held.

The witch king knew when he was defeated and said "No, not right now at least." Harry knew that was the best he was going to get. "You will leave here, and every time you defy me one of your number will die till there are none of you left. Give your master a message for me, tell him that the true master of death will see to it that he is killed. And that his work will be destroyed. Tell him the true master of death is coming for him. Now get out of here." Harry let the witch king go and watched as they fled.

Harry pulled his wings back into his back, his clothes went back to normal and his stare and tattoos disappeared back into his skin. He then turned around, walked to Frodo's side, and knelt down by him. "You will be ok Frodo, I'll make it as if this never happened but I need you to stay strong you understand?" Harry asked the hobbit. Frodo nodded "At least he was coherent enough for that." Harry thought to himself. Harry then got to work, he moved the shirt out of the way and put his hand on the wound pushing his power into the wound itself. Once he removed his hand he leaned down over the wound then breathed in deeply as he did the poison in the wound from the blade was sucked out of the wound and into Harry himself but at the same time his magic fought off the influence of the poison destroying it. As his magic did it's work on the poison Harry once again put his hand on the wound then said the magic word for heal and the wound on Frodo pulled together, cleansed itself, then closed leaving no trace that there had ever been a wound. By the time it had all finished the poison had been destroyed and Frodo was healed completely now he was only sleeping to regain his strength.

Strider and the other hobbits had watched in amazement the whole time and once it was done Strider looked at Harry and said "You unlike anything I have ever seen Harry, I am glad you are on our side."

Harry chuckled then replied "I would never side with evil as it is the one thing I will always seek to destroy. But right now we need to move we need to get all of you safely to Rivendell my Aunt will find us on the way. We need to keep Frodo safe." Harry then lifted Frodo into his arms and started to walk down from Weathertop knowing that the wraiths would still try to follow.

A day later they were huddled around a camp fire Frodo lying next to it. Aragorn and Harry were not far from the campsite getting some herbs that would be good for healing if the needed it when a blade was set under Strider's chin and a woman's voice said "What's this a ranger caught of his guard?"

Strider smirked as he looked up at the beautiful elfin lady just as a small dagger was placed into her side not puncturing the skin but enough to stop her from moving "And you should learn that all is not as it seems Aunt Arwen."

"I see James's son is with you, I have yet to see my brother but I had a vision of his son." Arwen said as she withdrew the bald at the same time as he nephew.

Harry walked around to stand next to Aragorn as he said "I knew you would be here Aunt Arwen Frodo has already been healed and is resting we need to get to Rivendell as quickly as possible as the seven wraiths who are left are following us."

"Seven? There nine Wraiths." Arwen said confused

"No there are only seven now because I have killed two of them. But before you ask know everything will be explained in Rivendell right now we need to get there first." Harry replied Arwen just nodded and the three of them went back to the camp.

Once camp was packed back up they all left in a hurry. Harry tuned into a horse and put three of the hobbits on himself while Frodo rode with Arwen and Strider. They all ran as fast as they could towards Rivendell. They made it to the river crossing right before the wraiths caught up with them. The three hobbits got off Harry and stood by Harry's Aunt's horse while Harry shifted back yelling "You dare defy me again Witch King of Agmar are you really that dense?"

"You should join your true side He-elf our lord would welcome you." The Witch King replied.

Harry busted up laughing at the absurdity of the request "You think I would join forces with such a foul creature as him I am not just the master of death I am also a guardian of life which means I protect life not destroy it. For defying me and making that absurd suggestion you lose two of your number." Harry slashed his hand through the air and two ring wraiths screamed as they died. "Now leave here!" Harry's voice held power in his words The witch king was smart enough to know when he had lost and left with his five remaining wraiths.

Harry and the other then continued on to Rivendell. Harry knew that the war had now truly started all they needed was someone brave enough to take the ring to Mordor.