Disclaimer in Chapter 1 - They may yet be alive.
Nin-dethro hîn, Mellon-nin.
Chapter 17 – Dead? How? When?
"Well, if you're not spies, then who are you?"
Faramir watched the two small beings in front of him fidgeted under his gaze. He saw the blonde, the eldest of the two, look at his friend or companion. Both stayed completely silent. The only noise that could be heard was the footfalls of many Men getting into positions and the commands of other captains shouting to their comrades. "Speak." He spoke simply when he got tired of their silence.
Frodo took in a deep breath and then looked at the ranger "We are Hobbits of the Shire." He watched as the sandy blonde man raise an eyebrow. "Frodo Baggins is my name and this is Samwise Gamgee." The brown haired Halfling looked at his friends face and then towards the creature by the wall "That is Gollum, also known as Sméagol, in his past life."
"So…" Faramir got up from where he leaned on the table and stood straight, making the smaller beings look up at him "…We have a body guard and a pet?" The ranger laughed a little at the thought.
"Not his body guard…" Sam narrowed his eyes at the ranger, looking deep into the man's eyes with burning fury. "…His gardener."
"Gollum is not our pet." Frodo then spoke "He is our guide."
"A guide…?" Faramir then looked back at the creature that was tied up against a candle stand on the wall. "And where is this guide taking you?" The ranger asked and then soon watched as Sam gulped nervously as he waited for his dear friend to speak.
"We set out from Rivendell with seven companions." Frodo then took his eyes of the ranger and towards the stone floor beneath his naked feet. "One we lost in Moria." He felt a hand apon his shoulder and then looked up at Sam beside him. He smiled the slightest and then it faded quickly as it came.
"You went into Moria? The Dwarf mine that has been lost for many years?" Faramir furrowed his brow. The ranger had heard tales about the great Dwarven city and the many wars that raged between the small beings and the foul creatures that sought to use the mine for their own desires. The great Dwarven Prince, Thorin Oakenshield, had fought there and saw the very death of his father at the hand of a pale blue Orc. It is a very rare colour for a being of evil and shadow.
"Yes." Sam answered this time, not letting his eyes look towards the tortured creature who listened to their conversation from where he was tied up. "We saw many corpses and even some of those who had just been slain." Sam remembered the time when they saw the bodies of Dwarves, fresh blood pouring from their wounds and the last surviving Dwarf, Bofdri, son of Broain, who would always be within his mind, thoughts and prayers.
"This is very interesting news, dear Hobbits. The battle for this mine or City, which ever you would prefer, has been going on for many centuries but has always led in the victory of the Orcs." Faramir told the two beings before him. "No matter how hard they try, the evil from that place will not be vanquished."
"Even so…" Frodo added "…One of our companions was indeed a Dwarf. He goes by the name of Gimli, son of Glóin, and I believe that after this war, he will lead a great army of all races towards the great Dwarven city and take back what was rightfully theirs." Faramir saw the hope that sparkled in the young Hobbits eyes. "This city will be one of the many in all of Middle-earth that will once again be free from the darkness that covers the land."
"You speak highly, Frodo Baggins of the Shire." Faramir smiled slightly "I have met very little that hold hope for another race."
"We hold hope for all races." Sam raised his voice which made Faramir turn to face him.
"Oh, is that so?" Faramir questioned, the small smile still apon his face as his eyebrows were raised.
"It's because of our companions." Frodo drew the attention from the captain. "Two were our kin, Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took, Merry and Pippin for short. They are from the Shire also, along with them being my Cousins. They are dear friends to both me and Sam." Frodo smiled as he thought of the two pranksters.
"We also were in the company of an Elf." Sam continued when he noticed his friend had stopped. "In all my years I would have never of thought I would've been in the company of an Elf!" The blonde Hobbit smiled.
"An Elf?" Faramir questioned "It has been a long time since the First born have decided to take any notice of mortal troubles."
"That is why mortals never ask for any help."
Faramir glared at the blonde Hobbit. "You do not think we have asked those creatures for help? They choose to leave this darken land for a land of light. Isn't that cowardly?"
"Why does no one understand?" Frodo mumbled as he shook his head. "The Elves leave because they must. They cannot escape the call of the sea. It is impossible for them."
"And what of this Elf within your group? Has he not heard of this sea call yet?" Faramir looked back and forth between the two small beings "It is only a matter of time before he does."
"I do not believe he will." Sam answered, not really knowing the right answer "I believe he has a choice whether he wishes to stay on Middle-earth, within the trees he has known all his life or to finally journey with the rest of his kin."
"Sam is right." Frodo nodded "I believe this also."
"What is this Elf's name then? The one you speak so highly about?"
"We think highly of all our friends" Frodo then answered the ranger's question "The Elf is called Legolas, son of King Thranduil of the realm of Mirkwood."
"So, a member of your little group is an Elven Prince and the morning Star?" Faramir almost laughed at the thought of the Elf that many tales held, along with those of the other stars "You do have some royal friends, dear Hobbits."
"That we do, sir." Sam agreed "We also travelled with two men, just like yourself. Though one did not seem like a ranger but one that might've attended to councils and other political things."
Faramir looked at the two beings. Silence now fell apon them. "They cannot mean…No…This can't be the group he was in…" The ranger thought "…Can it?" He then broke the silence as he looked at the two Hobbits, wanting to know the answer. "What were these two mortal men called?"
"There was ranger that went by the name of Strider, but then we later found out his name was Aragorn, son of Arathorn and…" Frodo was then interrupted when he heard the ranger gasp.
"Aragorn? The lost King of Gondor and Arnor?" The Captains eyes were wide. "Isildor's heir…He's alive!" His mind screamed.
"We were just as shocked as you were, sir." Sam chuckled at the ranger's expression "We had no idea we were traveling with the hope of Men."
Faramir never answered the blonde Hobbit but smiled instead. His mind was racing as he thought of the hope that would help his people survive. Too long had Gondor been in the shadows of the dark Lord and his power. They needed the strength to win and now they could.
"We also travelled with Boromir." Faramir's head shot up, not knowing he had his head down and eyes on the floor. His eyes remained natural, not wanting to show the emotion that now ran through them. "He was the son of Denethor a man of Gondor just like you." Frodo watched as the man's mouth had opened slightly, sadness creeping into the blue eyes of the ranger and Captain.
"You were…A friend of Boromir's?" Faramir tried to stop the crack in his voice from showing but could not help it from escaping.
Both Hobbits furrowed their brows and Gollum looked to the ranger with an emotion that none in the stone room could have read.
"Yes." Frodo answered quietly. He wasn't too sure on which answer he should give the ranger for the Gondorian had attacked him in order to get the Ring and use it for his own personal desires, whether creating a peaceful world or destroying it what was left of it. "For my part."
Sam kept silent for he saw the sadness within the ranger turn into anger. A small burst of it went through the blue eyes and then it quickly faded as soon as it came. Boromir was indeed a good friend to him but he could not find himself saying so. The atmosphere in the small room had seemed too have changed but he didn't know why.
Faramir then stood. He walked away from the two small creatures and then turned back to them "It will grieve you then to learn that he is dead." The captain let his emotions be kept as he thought of the man that held his heart from the moment he was born.
Sam's eyes widened and then turned to face his dear friend beside him.
Frodo's eyes stretched as well when he heard the words come out of the rangers mouth "Dead? How? When?" The young Hobbit asked as many thoughts of the Gondorian ran through his head, the first meeting, the journey towards the Mines, the comfort the man had offered in Lothlórien and then the time when he had tried to take the Ring from him.
"As one of his companions, I'd hope you woul…" The ranger was interrupted when Frodo suddenly cried out and his hand went to his chest.
"Mister Frodo!" Sam shouted as he caught the young Hobbit from falling. "No, no!" Sam thought as he remembered that his dear friend was like this the last time that the…
A loud screech was heard from outside the stone room they were within.
"They have come!" Gollum cried as he pulled against the rope on the candle holder.
Faramir ran outside and looked towards the grey clouded skies. Just then, fear ran into his very being as the same cry sounded once more. A black winged beast entered his line of sight as well as a blood-curdling scream that ran throughout his ears "Nazgûl!" The captain shouted.
Frodo gasped at the pain that swept through his entire being. The young Hobbit never felt himself being pulled away from the very person he had just spent the last hour talking too and his kidnapper. He felt the hand release him and then suddenly felt himself falling towards the stone covered floor.
Sam was also pulled, along with Gollum who had been untied from the candle holder, towards the abandon tower that the Captain was now leading them too. When he was released he ran towards his dear friend, the tortured being crawling beside him, and knelt beside Frodo.
Gollum cried as another scream was echoed throughout the darken sky. The morning sun had begun to rise but the dark clouds kept it from being seen. The creature covered his ears against the sound, not wanting to hear the same noise that had tortured him many a year ago as well of haunted him.
"Stay here and keep out of sight." With that the ranger then turned and quickly caught the bow that Aldrych had just thrown at him as well as a quiver full with arrows.
"Take cover!"
This last shout the two Hobbits heard from the ranger as he ran to try and defeat the winged servants of the dark Lord.
Legolas awoke through the fogginess of his mind. He blinked a numerous of times before the blurriness faded and he could see clearly. The Elven Prince of Mirkwood sat up and then sighed. The pure blackness of his own mind, along with the withered, dead trees that showed no life was all that greeted him. Far from him, sat leaning against one of the trees was the very being he did not want to see right now. "Why are you here?" He questioned.
"Finally awake, little Princeling." It wasn't a question but Legolas nodded his answer anyway.
"I will ask you again…" Legolas brought a hand to his forehead "…Why are you here?"
"Only to make sure that you are feeling better, sweet Prince." Sauron smiled "I can see that you are."
Legolas nodded again, his voice a little weak from not talking for many hours. It was dry but not by much. The blue eyes that he possessed never left those of the dark black shadowy ones of the dark Lord opposite him. The Prince was a bit surprised that Sauron hadn't got up from where he sat to come and see him more closely.
"I am not moving for I have no reason to." Sauron replied almost too kindly which made Legolas furrow his brow.
"That is not an answer I would expect from the dark Lord." Legolas smiled slightly.
"Don't get full of yourself, Princeling." Sauron answered with a laugh "There are times when I cannot be bothered to torment your mind. Sometimes it bores me." The dark Lord of Mordor closed his eyes slightly and sighed "Oh, but it is fun watching you in pain."
Legolas grimaced at the obvious joy within Sauron's eyes as he thought back to the torture he had to endure in Dol Guldur all those years ago. The Lord had enjoyed it then and it was a bit of a shock to learn that the dark Lord still found joy in the pain he experienced.
"Why the silence, Prince?" Legolas furrowed his brow as he thought it was the first time Sauron had called him that beside Princeling.
"No reason." Sauron smiled again at the Prince's words but remained sitting.
"Are you not going to thank me?" The dark Lord asked as he looked up at the dark blackened sky above him.
No answer.
Sauron laughed at the silence the Prince was now left in. He faced back to his other half and saw the anger within his eyes. "Oh, come now, don't be angry, my little Princeling."
"How can I not be?" Legolas growled but still sat. Not wanting to move from where he was perched.
"Well, I saved your life again and If I remember…" Sauron laughed again "…You never thanked me last time either."
"Why would I thank you?!" Legolas suddenly shouted, angered at the smiling pale face before him. "You continue to make me life a living hell, destroying everything around me!" His thoughts then went to one Elf in particular. "I will not let him die because you continue to take his life force for fuel when you have finished healing me."
"You forget, my Prince, that it is you that is making him die." Sauron answered back, an evil grin apon his pale face "If you did not put yourself in that situation then I would not have too."
Legolas was left stunned at the dark Lord's words. Was it really him that was coursing his friend's death? "I…"
"Speechless, are we?" Sauron laughter echoed throughout Legolas' mind.
"Why him?" This whispered questioned stopped the Lord's laughter.
Sauron furrowed his brows at the question but then he smiled once more as he understood what his other half meant.
"Why Elladan?" Legolas asked as he thought of the Eldest twin of the Lord of Imladris.
"The eldest son of Elrond is strong." Sauron replied back, looking to the shadowed sky once more. "The energy running through his veins is powerful for he carries more of his father's blood then his twin brother." The dark Lord explained.
"What do you mean?" Legolas furrowed his brow at the explanation that was being given to him.
"Elrohir carriers more of their mothers blood, thus this is why he was much closer to his mother than Elladan was." Sauron looked back at the blonde Prince "He practised healing for he did not like the thought of slaying but helping those in need of aid instead. Elladan, on the other hand, has the fieriness of his father. Although Elrond is a healer, his battle skills surpass those of any Ñoldor. This is what Elladan has inherited, thus this is why he was always with Glofindel in the training fields or either looking through different maps with Elrond to discuss plans about invasion and so on." Sauron finished and he sighed as he did.
"So you decide to take Elladan's life for when I am almost dead just because he is stronger?" Legolas could not believe the explanation he had just been given.
"You are smart, aren't you, my little Prince." Sauron smiled and then resumed his staring at the darkened skies above.
Legolas sighed and then closed he eyes, letting the darkness of his dreams take him once more. He knew he was to awake again in an hours' time so he would not worry his friends outside his dead mind.
Whew! What a cute little chapter :3 Between Legolas and Sauron anyway ;D Poor Frodo, Gollum and Sam. AND FARAMIR! ;o That poor, poor ranger ;)
I am going to start writing small chapters again, for the adventures of Frodo, Sam and Gollum because I feel I need to add more chapters, instead of having to leave this on 20 or less chapters…I WANT MOAR! :3 M'ahahaha!
There is nothing you need to know :)
Reviews;
Jasperslittlesister; I am pretty proud of myself because of the quickness ;D Awww I can't wait either :') I love them two! If only they were in the actually movies :( I hope this was soon? :)
BrightWatcher; I have to say this is quite a quiet chapter as well, for Leggy and Sauron anyway ;) Thank you, I thought so too :') Yay, I am glad you do *Claps and dances* Thank you and Thank you again! :D
ArwenElf16; Yeah, I talked through with my friend and everything is fine now :') I am so glad :o! You can indeed slap him again ;D I love too slap him anyway, it's always fun to watch other people do it as well ;D Yay! I am glad that it was, and Leggy will hopefully live ;) No promises are being made that he will :3 It's because they are just awesome! :D Thank you and they are a bunch of jokers aren't they? ;) Thank you and here is the next chapter! :D
Nardhwentheelf; Good ;) Ah, thank you for putting that out! I always get mixed up with words like that and my spell check isn't the greatest ;D
Calemireth; I love him too! *-* And thank you *blushes* ;3 Sauron is in it! :D Thank you and everything is fine now :) Ahahaha I hope this was soon? :P
Nightrunner144; Awww thank you! You are too kind :') Thank you again! :D
Sherlockholms; Glad you liked it Sherlock ;) Oh, you cool kids! ;D
Faramir?
Faramir: Yes, Sophie? :)
I have a surprise for you! :D
Faramir: A surprise?! ^o^
ArwenElf16: *Slaps*
Faramir: Ow! What?! Why?! :(
Because… You are bulling Frodo and Sam ;o
Faramir: *Cries* :'(
Namarië!