I don't own Lord of the Rings. I only own Edleneth and any other characters I make up along the way, as well as the twists I put into the basic story. Elvish will be in italics.
Aragorn quickly led Arwen and Edleneth to where he and Frodo, plus three other hobbits, had made camp. When they got there, Arwen ran to Frodo's side, since she was better with herbs, while Edleneth held their horses' reigns. "Frodo," Arwen called to the hobbit, "I am Arwen. I have come to help you. Come back to the light." Aragorn promptly began to chew some athelas leaves.
One of Frodo's hobbit friends whispered: "Who are they?" He had curly brown hair and blue eyes.
Edleneth ignored them and focused on Frodo, until another hobbit, the one with blond hair and brown eyes, spoke. "They're elves!" Edleneth rolled her eyes.
"He's fading," Arwen turned to Aragorn and Edleneth, pulling up Frodo's shirt to reveal a nasty gash. Aragorn quickly came to her aid with the chewed-up athelas. He put it in the wound, causing Frodo to gasp loudly. "He's not going to last," Arwen informed them, "We must get him to my father." Edleneth nodded in agreement.
Aragorn helped Arwen get Frodo upon her horse, "We've been searching for you for two days," Edleneth told Aragorn.
"Where are you taking him?" The first hobbit asked.
"There are five Wraiths behind you," Arwen continued, "Where the other four are I do not know."
"I don't either," Edleneth stated.
"Stay with the Hobbits. I will send horses back for you," Aragorn instructed.
"I am the faster rider," Arwen argued,"I will take him."
Edleneth mounted her horse. "I can try to cause a distraction," she said. Arwen smiled at Edleneth, who smiled in return.
Aragorn shook his head. "The road is too dangerous," he looked at Arwen, obviously worried.
"What are they saying?" Another hobbit, this one with curly blond hair and blue eyes asked.
"Frodo is dying. If I can get him across the river, the power of my people will protect him," Arwen insisted as she mounted her horse, "I do not fear them."
"As you wish," Aragorn gave up, "Ride hard, both of you," he instructed, "Don't look back."
"Run fast, Asfaloth! Run fast!" Arwen commanded her horse as she rode towards Rivendell.
"What are you doing? Those Wraiths are still out there!" The brown-eyed hobbit yelled after Arwen.
"Let's go Suldal," Edleneth whispered to her horse. She nodded to Aragorn, and rode after Arwen, but in a slightly different direction.
After a short while, Edleneth found herself chased by two Ringwraiths. Smiling, she urged Suldal onward, but turned slightly so that she would reach Loudwater before she was overcome. The Wraiths took out their swords and forced their black mares to ride faster, so that they were almost on Edleneth's tail. "Just a little longer," Edleneth reassured Suldal, "We'll be there soon." In response, Suldal charged forward, gaining some space between Edleneth and her pursuers.
Suldal reached the river just in time, but Edleneth frowned when she saw that Arwen was there as well. She was on the other side of the river, opposite the other seven Ringwraiths. Edleneth rode across the river to Arwen's side. She frowned at the nine Ringwraiths on the other bank. They were safe for the time being.
"Give up the Halfling, She-Elf!" the leader of the Ringwraiths ordered in his raspy voice.
Arwen drew her sword. "If you want him, come and claim him!" she shouted at them. Edleneth stuck her tongue out at them.
The Ringwraiths, although obviously unwilling to enter the water, were forced to, for the call of the Ring upon them was too strong for them. As they brought their horses into the river, Arwen smiled and stated:
"Waters of the Misty Mountains
Listen to the Great Word;
Flow, waters of Loudwater
Against the Ringwraiths!"
Almost immediately, the waters of the river came rushing down, taking the images of horses. They stormed upon the Ringwraiths and washed them down the river. Edleneth laughed in triumph, but quickly frowned when she noticed Frodo's state. He had become paler, and his eyes were lolled to the back of his head.
"Arwen," she alerted her friend.
Arwen looked down and gasped, "Frodo," she called, "Stay with me!" Arwen turned to Edleneth, helpless.
"Hurry! Lord Elrond might still be able to save him!" Edleneth urged, "I'll race you. You always ride faster that way." She smiled sadly and rode down the path to Rivendell, Arwen at her heels.