Yay, I have reviews!!! Thank you guys, thank you so much. I really appreciate your tips. Here's Chapter 6, it's a lot longer than the last 3, about 4 or 5 pages on Pages. Thats Word to those who don't use Apple. Can those who read this please review and tell me if they think I should save Boromir or not. Also what do you think of Nasuada, Orrin and Eragon arriving at the Battle of Helms Deep? If most of the stuff on Caradharas doesn't look familiar, that's because I'm trying to follow the book, not the movie. :D

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Chapter 6 Getting to know the Fellowship

Arya's POV

We had been walking all day. Okay, we had covered quite a bit of ground, but we were still far from the peak of the mountain. I was losing my patience with these slow mortals. I had to be nice though, it was not their fault, they couldn't walk on the snow like Legolas and myself. Saphira had flown off, saying that she would met us on the other side of the mountain.

I paused, I had gotten ahead of them. I waited for the rest of the Fellowship to catch up, then we continued walking in silence. Then, unexpectedly, Boromir spoke.

"Arya, where in Alagaesia do you live? I know little of your land, so maybe enlighten us about what we do not know."

"Okay," I said slowly. " I live in Ellesmera, an elven city, in Du Weldenvarden-"

"Du Weldenvarden?" Boromir interrupted me.

"Yes, it's a huge forest. All of our homes are in the forest."

"How big is the forest?" This time it was Legolas who spoke.

"Big enough to safely conceal 7 elven cities. Imagine Mirkwood covering all of Gondor and you have Du Weldenvarden."

The hobbits looked shocked at the size of the forest. Legolas looked mildly surprised, his expression was almost comical.

Gandalf had joined our conversation now. " You live in the forest? Last time I heard, the elves lived in cities on the plains such as Ilirea."

I paused, how did he know about Ilirea and not the fall of the riders?

"We abandoned Ilirea during the dragon wars, before the dragon riders were formed, about 2,709 years ago. Then 105 years ago the old dragon riders were betrayed by one of their own, a young human rider named Galbatorix. He murdered the elven riders and the good human riders with the help of 13 others, who we call the Forsworn. We call this event The Fall of the Riders. During the fall, Galbatorix attacked our cities and forced us to retreat into the forest. And Galbatorix has ruled the world of men ever since, because when a human is bonded with a dragon, they obtain the immortality of the elves."

I paused, waiting for them to speak. When they did not, I continued what I was saying as I walked.

"We placed magical wards around the forest, to prevent anyone from coming to far into our forest and discovering us, for the Black King still wants to kill all my kin for not joining with him. Those humans who refused the rule of Galbatorix fled to Surda while those who wanted to fight went to the Beor Mountains and the dwarf city of Tronjheim, where they joined the Varden, the freedom fighters. We could not do much, however, because Galbatorix was a very powerful rider with a very large dragon. The only dragon eggs at that time, were hidden and kept secret by the king."

I stopped speaking to step over a small bank of snow which gave Aragorn time to speak. They seemed to be enjoying making me recount the full history of Alagaesia.

"If the King had the dragon eggs, then how did you get them. Also how did he keep a large amount of eggs secret and surely someone wondered where all the elves had gone?"

"I will answer the last question first. No one wondered where we'd gone because those who knew us died. The rest of the humans were made to believe that elves exist only in stories. At that time there were only 3 eggs in the world. 20 years ago, the elves found that there was a surviving human rider, named Brom. Brom had no hope of defeating the king, since his dragon was killed in the fall, but he hunted down the Forsworn. He personally killed 3 of them and was responsible for the deaths of 5 others. Then, with the help of Jeod, a human, he broke into the castle where the eggs where being kept and stole one of them. I was given the task of carrying the egg until it hatched, which I did for 15 years. Until, one day when we were journeying through the forest, my friends and I were ambushed and they were killed."

My voice faltered and I stopped. I took a deep breath, then carried on.

"I used magic to sent the egg away, but the spell left me weakened and an easy target. I was captured and imprisoned and tortured in the dark city of Gil'ead. Durza, the shade who captured me, was careful not to drive me mad from the pain, the king would not have liked that, but he came close, he came very, very close. The egg I had been carrying hatched for a young human called Eragon and he, with the dragon which he named Emeril, rescued me. I was in a magical coma, due to the poison I had been given in Gil'ead, and I woke up in Tronjheim on the eve of a great battle. After the battle with Galbatorix's soldiers, I learned that Brom had died before I had been rescued. Soon after, I returned home with Eragon and we met with another surviving rider, an elf, and his dragon. I went back to the varden and fought in 2 other battles before I found Saphira's egg and Eragon killed Galbatorix. Sadly during the battle Oromis, the rider, and his dragon were killed. 5 years later, I have a vision, tell my mother about it and end up here."

"Well, you had a very complicated life." Boromir said softly.

We walked in silence again, for it was getting dark and the wind was throwing snow about in blinding flurries. We rounded a corner and decided to stop for the night.

"We cannot go any further tonight, there is a fell voice on the air and the snow seems aimed at us." Boromir said.

We pressed against the cliff wall. Aragorn spoke in agreement with Boromir.

" We cannot go back or forwards, not while the storm holds. At least we have some shelter under this cliff wall we are under now."

"Shelter!" muttered Sam. "If this is shelter, then 1 wall and no roof make a house."

I smiled and walked over to sit next to Legolas, because he was one of my kin and I felt most happy around him.

We took wood from the packs and Gandalf used magic to light it.

Gratefully, we all huddled round the small fire. Finally it began to get light as the fire finally went out.

Gimli looked up. "Caradharas has not forgiven us, he has more snow left to fling. The sooner we go back and down the better."

We all agreed. Now it was dawn and we began to think about how to get down through the deep snow.

"If Gandalf would go before us with a bright flame, he might melt a path for you." commented Legolas brightly. As Elves, the storm had troubled us little."

"If Elves could fly over mountains, they might fetch the sun to save us." Retorted Gandalf. "I must have something to work on, I cannot burn snow."

"I can still conjure flame, I could melt the snow." I said. But they all ignored me.

"Well," Boromir said eventually. "When heads are at a loss, then bodies must serve. The strongest of us must forge a way for the others."

He and Aragorn slowly made their way through the snow, toiling to clear a path. In places the snow was chest high and at times Boromir appeared to be swimming or burrowing rather than walking.

Legolas and I watched them for a while, smiling.

"Let the strongest find a way, you say." said Legolas "Those who run light over snow may look ahead. Farewell, I go to find the sun." With that, he ran off lightly over the snow, soon over taking the men.

"Hey," I called after him. "You're not the only elf here you know. Wait for me!"

I darted off down the path after him, soon catching up.

He was walking now and I fell into step next to him.

"Everyone forgets that I'm here. I can use magic like Gandalf, run quicker than you and I'm stronger than Boromir and Aragorn. For those reasons, it is not wise to ignore me. I could have melted a path." I complained.

Legolas laughed lightly. "How is it that you can do all that?"

"Magic has altered the Elves of Alagaesia. We have increased agility, grace and balance as well as speed and physical strength a lot greater that of a human or wood elf."

We soon came to a large bank of snow twice as tall as us. I backed away than took a running jump, landing lightly in a crouch at the top. Legolas put his foot against the bank and I grabbed his hand, pulling him up next to me.

I frowned as I looked at the snow on the other side of the bank.

"I knew that wasn't a ordinary storm. There's barely enough snow there to come up to the hobbits ankles." I said quietly.

I turned to look at Legolas and at the same time, a snow ball hit him in the back of the head, making him fall over the other side of the bank.

"Huh?" I turned around and briefly saw Aragorn and Boromir coming towards the bank before I was hit in the face with another snow ball and fell backwards landing next to Legolas.

"I'll get them for that." I growled as we heard the men laughing at our fate.

"I'll help you." Legolas said and handed me a snow ball, his own already made.

"1,2,3."

We jumped to our feet and threw our snow over the top of the bank, then climbed half way up to see what had happened. Legolas's snow ball hit Aragorn, mine hit Boromir. Both men ended up with a face full of snow.

"Hey!" Boromir called angrily.

"You did it to us." I pointed out. "How are you going to get though this?"

"Um, same way as we did the rest, probably."

"Or I could melt it for you." I offered.

They paused. "If you can melt the snow, than WHY DID YOU JUST LET US STRUGGLE TO GET HERE?"

"I did say I could melt it, it's your fault you ignored me because I'm an elleth."

"Arya will you melt the snow for us?" Aragorn asked slowly.

"I may. Or I may not. It depends."

"Will you please melt the snow for us?"

"Say you're sorry for ignoring me."

"We're sorry."

"Okay" I said brightly.

Legolas and I scrabbled up the bank and jumped down the other side.

I walked back a bit then pulled out my bow and fit and arrow in the string.

"Why are you doing that?" Legolas asked.

"It's easer to direct the fire though an arrow." I paused. "You 3 might want to step behind me."

I raised my bow once they were safely behind me. "Brisingr!" I muttered and shot the arrow at the snow bank.

The bank exploded with green flames as the arrow hit. The snow quickly melted and left the path clear.

I turned and with a smug smile, walked back to the rest of the Fellowship. Legolas soon caught up and we both ran back to the others.

"We have not brought the sun, though we have found a way off the mountain." Legolas called. "There was a a great bank of snow and there Aragorn and Boromir were stuck, until Arya used her magic to help. There is just enough snow on the other side to cover a hobbits toes."

"Arya?" Sam said surprised. " How did you help?"

"Fire spell. I made the snow bank explode."

Gandalf smiled then directed the hobbits down the mountain.

That is the end of Chapter 6. Thank God that they are finally off Caradharas. Now the story gets interesting. Don't forget to R&R! :D