Hello everyone, sorry I have not updated in awhile, I have been working very hard for school, I have no excuse other than that. So now that I am back, Shall we begin.

The moving to helms deep was slow, for not all had horses to make the journey. Our pace was slow and vulnerable, at least in my mind but when brought up in conversation, it was often ignored. Too add onto the matter we were constantly stopping for the people. On the fourth time, the people got out cooking materials and began starting to make a lunch, which was ludacris to my mind.

"Do they not realize that my brother has probably already sent something to harass us upon the way to Helms Deep," I tell Aragorn, who raises his eyebrows at me.

"Someone is in a bad mood," He says, but I could tell from his eyes that he agreed with me, "But these people are not like us, they do not have the stamina that we have built up over the years."

"I know, but it still irks me," I reply, and we sit in silence for a while, I notice that Aragorn's eyes have gotten a sort of far away look to them. I then think of all the things that it might be, then decide to have a bit of fun at his expense.

"Thinking about my sister again Aragorn." I say, and his head snaps towards me, a slight flush on his face.

"I have my answer then," I say, a small laugh escaping my chest.

"I have just been thinking, thinking about what will happen after this war," He says to me, and I sigh. I too had been giving this some serious thought.

"I know the feeling, where do you see yourself after all of this?" I ask him

"I see the white towers of Minas Tirith, but their beauty is dwarfed by the radiance of Arwen. I see us ruling for many years and eventually passing the throne to our children, and living the rest of our days out together." He replies after some thought

I nod, and look out into the distance as well, a small smile on my face.

"And you Arindil, what do you see for yourself after this war," He asks me, and I ponder this for a good long while before responding.

"I really haven't given it much thought, but I hope for a good long life with Elladan and Demos. I know I will stay here until you and arwen pass into the Halls of the Dead, then I might stay for a little longer before going to the land of the undying. But I haven't really planned it out. I have just been too busy to give it any real thought."

"Well, your plans, as vague as they are, do promise hope for the future. By the way where is Elladan? I haven't seen him in quite some time." Aragorn asks me

"I really don't know, he has been rather secretve on this journey, I think he is working on something but I really don't know."

"And Demos?"

"He got hungry, went out to hunt in the hills."

"Were you not just complaining about these people stopping to do the same?"

"At the rate that we are traveling he could stalk a deer for a day, then eat it, and still catch up with us before we reached Helms Deep." I replied, and he chuckled under his breath. We lay their for some time, talking about times in the past when we were still among our fellow rangers.

We had just began moving again, when I heard Demos' howl, I spun around to see him running as though his life depended on it towards us. I run towards him, and when we meet, he is panting and wheezing.

"Demos what is it," I ask him, worried.

"Wargs, wargs are coming, almost three hundred of them." He replied through gasps, and my blood runs cold, I pick him up, and run.

"What is it," The king asks as her rides towards me

"Wargs we are under attack," I shout, and the people in the lines begin panicking, I set Demos down as Elladan rides towards us, his hand lowered so I can be picked up. I catch his arm and he hoists me onto the horse, Demos ran right next to us, his midnight blue fue shimmering in the day. We crested the hill with the soldiers of Rohan and saw about equal our numbers in Warg Riders riding towards us.

"Well this is going to be fun," I mutter under my breath as the lines of riders get closer. At about ten meters apart, yells and battle cries echoed out from both sides. The two forces clashed together and the battle began, the horse that Elladan and I were riding upon was hit by an arrow from one of the enemy riders and it went down, dead. I jumped off of the horse before it fell, but Elladan was not so lucky.

"Demos," I called, and he looked up from the Orc from which he had just ripped out its throat, "Guard Elladan."

Demos complained about having to save pretty boy again as I ran into the fight, cutting my way through the Orcs with my two swords, Aramancil once again tasting orc flesh as it cut a swath of death through the enemy.

In the battle I saw gimli get trapped underneath both a dead Warg and its rider. Another Warg was stalking close to it, so as it was glaring down at Gimli I sent a fireball raging towards it, killing it and causing it to collapse on Gimli. I threw a couple more fireballs when a warg rider charged at me from out of nowhere, I spun out of the way, but my arm got caught in his bridle and I was pulled along as I attempted to free myself Aramancil fell from my grasp and I tried using my second blade it kill the orc trying to kill it, Finally sinking the blade in its chest, but the orc took my other hand and trapped it in the halter, and guided his warg towards a cliff, and he falls off before we reach it.

"ARINDIL" I hear Elladan call, and I look towards him, and see the fear on his face as he and Demos ran towards me, but not fast enough.

"I love you," I say, looking at him, as the Warg falls over the cliff.

3rd person

Elladan ran for the cliff, his eyes not believing what they were reached the edge of the cliff as the battle was ending , and knelt down not seeing Arindil, nor the warg that had taken her over the cliff. Demos sat down next to him, and then began to howl mournfully. Tears fell down Elladan's face as Aragorn ran next to him.

"Elladan, Elladan, where is Arindil?" He asked as the others of the company gathered around him.

"She, she fell, she was trapped on a warg and it took her over the edge," Elladan said, standing up wrath in his eyes, and walked over to an orc that had Arindil's second blade in its chest. He took the blade from her chest and watched as the orc slowly bled out on the field. He watched with a look of utter rage on his face, the look vanished when he saw the necklace that was given to Arindil by Galadriel, He takes it out of the dead orcs hands.

"Get the wounded on the horses," Theoden said, looking upon the battlefield, "Leave the dead."

The company looked upon him, and he looked down, and walked away, and Demos continued his mournful howl for the loss of his mistress.