Chapter 11: The Mirror of Galadriel with Fates Untold

I was sitting beside Legolas, who was asleep. I watched as Galadriel walked off and Frodo followed. I kissed Legolas's cheek, and went off to investigate.

I hid behind trees to follow Frodo and Galadriel to a table with a tray ontop of it. Galadriel walks over to the fountain nearby, a different fountain, and fills a jug of water with it. After gracefully walking over to the table, Galadriel asks Frodo,

"Will you look into the mirror?" Frodo was hesitant.

"What will I see?" Frodo asked.

"Even the wisest cannot tell. For the mirror shows many things." Galadriel then fill the tray with the water from the jug. That must be what she means as the mirror, I thought. "Things that were, things that are, and some things that have not yet come to pass." Galadriel spoke. Frodo looked into the mirror. I could not see what he saw, but his face looked in horror. The water then began to steam after Frodo looked up.

"I know what it was that you saw. For it is also in my mind." Galadriel explained. Frodo and Galadriel stood silent for a moment when Frodo asked,

"If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring." I was about to squeel, but held myself back. Frodo held the ring out to Galadriel.

"You offer it to me freely. I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this." Galadriel then walked slowly to Frdo, her hand outstretched. "In the place of a Dark Lord, you will have a QUEEN!" She then changes into what seems like a demonic person seems very powerful.

"NOT DARK, BUT BEAUTIFUL AND TERRIBLE AS THE DAWN! TREACHEROUS AS THE SEA! sTRONGER THAN THE FOUNDATIONS OF THE EARTH! ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND DESPAIR." I gasp to myself. Galadriel then turns back to normal, breathing heavily as if trying to catch her breath. "I pass the test. I will diminish, and go into the West, and remain Galadriel." I sighed in relief.

"I cannot do this alone." Frodo was like a little child at that moment.

"You are a Ring-bearer, Frodo. To bear a Ring of Power is to be alone. This task was appointed to you. And if you do not find a way, no one will." Galladriel spoke the truth.

"Then I know what I must do. It's just, I'm afraid to do it." Frodo then seemed more innocent. I wanted to jump out and hug him, but I ceased. Galadriel bent down towards Frodo.

"Even the smallest person can change the course of the future." Frodo then closed his hand over the ring.

Frodo walked back to the campsite. I watched as Galadriel went over and filled the jug back up with water. While the jug was filling up, Galadriel spoke outloud,

"You may come from your hiding place, Shadow." I nearly jumped, but did as told. I blushed.

"I knew you were there the whole time. Now, it is your turn." Galadriel said, again filling up the tray. I slowly walked over to the table. Galadriel placed the jug down beside the tray and looked to me. "Do not be afraid." I looked up to her.

"I fear nothing." I bravely said.

"Do you? Even the largest person fears something." Galadriel said, as I looked into the mirror. What I saw, it was heartthrobbing.

I saw everyone dying. Frodo didn't finish his quest. The world which I came to know and love was being destroyed by such evil. After a few seconds of watching my friends suffering for their lives, I slammed my fists into the water. The tray flipped back behind me and hit the tree I had hid behind.

"That is what will come if you don't try to help. You are greatly needed, even if you think you are not. The fate of all is in your hands, along with Frodo. Do not give up, for all of our sakes. You will want to be happy, won't you?" Galadriel had placed her hands on my shoulders as I looked to the ground, tears in my eyes. She lifted up my chin. Tears soaked my cheeks.

"You are very different. I know you, somehow. But I know that you will succeed. I just believe in you, like Legolas does." Galadriel embraced me, and I her. She patted my back, like a mother. I pulled back.

"But, why was my fate not shown in the mirror?" I asked.

"That is completely untold. I do not even know the answer. Only you will find it out. Be brave, Shadow. You will finish what you were brought here to do." I nodded, thanked her, and walked back to camp.

Legolas was up, sitting at the fountain. He was tracing his fingers over the water. I walked around the fountain, him looking up and seeing me. He got up, but I held up my hands, showing him to sit back down, which he did. I sat down beside him. My face felt blank, and Legolas saw that.

"Where were you?" He asked, caringly.

"I followed Frodo to another fountain. He was off to think. I comforted him." I partly lied. Legolas smiled.

"You are so caring." He took my hand and kissed it. I smiled partly. Yeah, if only I were as caring as you think, I thought.

We elves never slept, hardly. The next few weeks, Aragorn and Legolas were training the hobbits and me. I mainly loved training with Legolas, for vertain reasons. (hehehe) He taught me how to shoot a bow and arrows.

"Now, shoot for the target." Legolas had given me a bow. I stood dumbfounded, standing straight in front of the target. I looked at him with puppy eyes, so I wouldn't have to embarass myself. He rolled his eyes and walked up behind me.

"Very well. Okay, now keep you body balanced. You will want your elbow to stick out like so." He showed me, holding my elbow out. "And target the arrow where you wish it to go. When targeting, close one eye, your left, and aim. Now, pull back the arrow, but don't let go." I did as told. He held my arms up. "Breathe steadily," He held my stomach. "Now, make sure your finger touches your mouth when you are about to let go. And when I say, let go. NOW!" And when he said so, the arrow flew as fast as a bullet and hit near the red dot. I gasped. I jumped up and down.

"Very well done. Now do it without me." Legolas stepped far back from me, giving me room to adjust myself. I did as he told, but only got it a little a way from where the other arrow landed. I smiled, but I wasn't all that happy. I turned to him, I smiled an evil smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that for?" He looked terrified. I then ran at him, he ran from me. We ran around the archery field. I finally caught him and pulled him to the ground. I was on top of him, holding his wrists to the ground.

"You caught me." He said, smiling. I nodded.

"Yes I did." I replied.

"What are you going to do with me? Torture?" He asked. I smiled evilly again.

"I was thinking about something different, but that's an even better idea." Legolas looked terrified. I laughed. "Just kiding." I bent down, my body pressed against his, and kissed him. He took my arms and wrapped them around his neck. He searched down my hips, but I pulled back.
"Whoa now, Mr. Frisky. It's not time for that." I said smiling. He smiled back. He eskimo kissed me, and then pulled me into him, my breast pressed on him. He rolled over, pinning my wrists to the ground know.

"Ah-hah! Got you!" He said, he then evilly grinned. I grimmaced.

"Oh no! What are you going to do?" I acted like I was a wimpy damsel.

"I am going to torture you." He said, still smiling.

"How so?" I asked in my regular voice.

"Like this." He then held both my wrists to the ground with one hand and started to tickle me.

"No! Stop! Legolas! Stop!" I laughed and so did he. He lifted up my shirt and blew on my stomach.

"Hey! That's mine!" I said, pulling his head off my belly.

"Now, it's mine!" He blew on it again. I laughed and pushed him off. But he rebounded and landed on my boobs.

"Ow!" I cried. That really hurt. Legolas took himself off my body faster than you could say "I".

"Are you alright?" He asked in sympathy. I reached for my chest, but held my hands to the place between my boobs.

"Now, now. Try to remember I am female, and I can get hurt easily." I said in a scientifical voice. He smiled.

"Did I press too hard?" He asked, smiling regularly. I nodded. "I'm sorry." He apologized. I smiled, grabbed his neck, and slowly pulled his lips onto mine.

"I'll fogive you." I said between a kiss. I pulled his waist onto mine slowly. He rolled over and placed me safely ontop. I kissed down his neck and started to open his shirt when he stopped me. I looked at him and he pointed up. I looked at what he had pointed at and it was Aragorn. I slid off of him quickly. I blushed. We both shot up off the ground blushing.

"Why didn't I get the word in this? Legolas, why didn't you tell me?" Aragorn asked, placing his arm over my shoulders.

"Ah, but there are some things left to be unsaid." Legolas replied. Aragorn then let go of me and put his arm around Legolas's shoulders.

"Do you mind if I steal him for a second, Shade? We need to talk in private." I smiled and said of course they could. So they walked off. Once out of sight, I turned around, but jumped back in fear.

A stange elf had been standing behind me, but was now in front of me.

"Hello, wench. Miss me?" He asked. He grabbed my hair and pulled my face to his. He tried to kiss me, but I bit his lip. He kicked me in the stomach and I fell to the ground! I coughed in pain. He grabbed my hair again, but pulled harder, pushing my face into the ground.

"Now why would you do such a thing? I just wanted to play. Now I have to get rough." He pulled me up and grabbed my arm. With his other hand, grabbed the back of my thigh, and pressed himself against me. I spat in his face.

"How dare you!" I growled, but he only tugged my hair harder. I howled in pain, falling to my knees. He suddenly grabbed my breast, and then ripped my shirt open.

"You are going to pay for that!" Boromir yelled. He punched me, and I all I remember was darkness. Just before I fell into the abyss, I heard a familiar voice scream out my name.

I awoke to find Legolas holding my hand. He had him head laying beside me. I smiled and reached to touch his blonde hair. He was laying his head down, listening to my breathing. When I touched his head, he looked up.

"Shade! You're awake." He hugged me, but I hissed in pain. "Sorry!" He apologised. I nodded. I tried to sit up, but when I did, a HUGE shock of pain shot from my stomach to all around my body.

"OWWW!" I yelled. Legolas gently pushed me back onto the pillow I sat upon. Legolas's eyes were full of pain. I then remembered what had happened. "I thought elves can't get hurt?" I asked. My voice sounded very weak.

"We can. But some are immortal. You don't seem to be. That's why you are hurt." Legolas answered. His voice was blank, filled with sadness.

"What...did Boromir-" Legolas shook his head. I sighed in relief. "Thank goodness."

"You are seriously injured. You need to stay still." He warned. He brucshed the loose hair out of my face. I leaned my head back and breathed deeply. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. I then heard his breaths get faster.

"Where's Boromir?" I asked, not opening my eyes.

"Far from you." Legolas said. I could feel him looking at me. I lowered my head and looked to him.

"What happened? I just remember blacking out. But there was someone calling before that." I wanted to know.

"Aragorn had taken me a distance away when I heard you scream. I ran and found Boromir ripping off your clothes. I puched him and was going to kill him if it wasn't for Aragorn. I ran to you. I carried you here and had a doctor look at you. He said you had a broken rib and a fractured wrist. Then you slept here for a couple days." He explained. I then felt tears well up in my eyes. He sighed. "Oh, Shade, don't cry. I swear I'll kill him if he ever tries to get near you again!" Legolas yelled, looking from me. I turned his face back to me and smiled. "Why are you smiling? What he did was beyond anything!" Legolas's face grew red. I spoke quietly.

"Don't be mad. I'm alive. I made it. It's alright." I then breathed heavily. It was hard to talk with my chest hurting.

"Don't talk. I know it must hurt." He cried. I thought I saw a tear in his eye. I breathed more. I then mumbled,

"Please, stay here with me. I'm scared." I started to sob again. He got up and embraced me, more gentle then the last time.

"How could he do such a thing to you!" Legolas whispered. I felt something wet hit my shoulder. "I can't loose you!" I knew he was crying. I reached my arm over his back and rubbed it.

"Shh. I'm here. I won't leave you, ever. I promise." I did want to promise him that, but I didn't know the answer to that. He sighed.

"Alright." He said, his voice quavering. I knew from that moment on that if he lost me, he wouldn't make it. I had to make it through this journey, that is for certain.