Hello my lovely duckies! I have returned from the sun, and I'm ready to write again. I know I said I'd try to write some while I was gone, but that plan pretty much failed. When you have all the shrimp you can eat, life becomes a distraction.

But this is what I learned over break: Howl's Moving Castle in an amazing movie (a little side note if you are a Miyazaki fan)! It has drama, romance, comedy and more.

Oh, and I learned the sun is still very bright at 2:00 in the afternoon.

Izzy: Ha, it was hilarious! The first day there and she's already burnt to a crisp!

MN9: As always…thanks Izzy (hint sarcasm)

Izzy: Welcome (oblivious baboon)...hey, did you just call me a baboon?

MN9: …of course not…

Okay, enough babbling. I'm sure you have been anxiously awaiting a new chapter.

Disclaimer: The sun did not fry my brains. I clearly remember that I DO NOT own Lord of the Rings!

Chapter 37 Recap:

"…this is not goodbye," he added sternly.

She merely nodded.

The uruks screamed a battle cry and pounded their weapons thunderously on the ground.

All those with bows knocked them with an arrow and prepared to fire.

"So it begins," Abigail whispered, pulling the string back.

Warning: bit more detailed violence in this story. This is when the 'T' rating is really put to use. I hope nobody gets too offended or grossed out.

Chapter 38:

The rain started to come down on cue and a signal bolt of lightning streaked across the dark sky, an appropriate starting signal.

The order was given and a volley of arrows was fired into the pit of orcs. Most of the first row fell down dead, but the next row just trampled over them. The line seemed never ending.

A streak flew by Abigail's head, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the elven soldier behind her fall to the ground, an arrow in his chest.

'I…I couldn't even try to see that coming. That was close,' she thought.

She kept firing arrows, almost mechanically. She knew if she stopped it could be her next time.

'What an odd feeling war is.'

She felt scared, for herself and for others. She worried that the story wouldn't be true, and that they would lose the battle. She felt a strange thrill and drive to keep moving and to survive. But at the same time, she didn't feel anything at all, indifferent to that fact that she was killing, because they were orcs.

Suddenly, she heard Aragorn yell out,

"Pendraith!'

'Pendraith? Ladders?' she thought.

In a slow moving chain reaction, massive metal ladders were raised into the air and plunged against the wall. The uruks began to climb.

The direction of the arrows changed directly towards the ladders, but is didn't seem to make much impact. The enemy continued to climb hastily.

Finally, the first of the uruks began to make it over the top of the wall. Bows were quickly exchanged for swords and the real fighting began.

All of a sudden, an orc was charging at her. She drew out her daggers, but before to could attack an arrow was launched in the orcs head.

She turned around and saw Haldir with a raised bow.

"Thanks, but why don't you fire at something useful instead of one that I could have killed myself!" she yelled.

"Okay, okay," he returned to firing at the mass below, "here's your chance."

More uruks were coming in their direction.

"See you later!" Abigail shouted, and began her own charge.

The first one hard his weapon held too high, and she smoothly ducked low and then stabbed upward into his gut.

Immediately the second one came swinging hard at her right. She moved out of the way and stopped the sword with her left dagger. She pressed her other dagger on the other side, locking the uruks weapon in place. He tried to twist it out, but it wouldn't budge. Next he tried to push it forward. When he did so, she moved forward with her right dagger and got a clean cut at the neck.

He fell forward as he dies causing her to stumble back. She slipped on a wet stone and fell behind a line of elven soldiers.

"Damn rain. As if it wasn't going to be hard enough to begin with," she muttered.

She brushed her wet bangs out of her face. She couldn't recognize any faces, which wasn't really a comfort. The only fights she had done before had been done alongside her friends, the fellowship. Now in her first war she was alone, but she brushed it off. It wasn't so bad, and she had already spent so much time convincing people she could take care of herself.

'Still, staying close to Haldir would be better.'

She picked herself up and tried to move back towards the front line, killing a few uruk-hai along the way.

She made it back to the front of the wall, but as expected the Lorien army was scattered and Haldir was nowhere in sight.

She thought she could hear Aragorn still giving orders, and she might have even hear Legolas and Gimli playing their silly counting game.

King Théoden for now was still an observer, for the uruks hadn't breached the second wall yet.

She was to far away to see how the Rohan army was doing. Already it seemed they had been battling for hours, but the enemy's numbers didn't dwindle.

'I can see why some think this is hopeless.'

She turned her head to see another orc coming at her, but this time it had two daggers like she did.

He pointed both of them straight at her heart, but she used her own daggers to push them out to that side.

"Didn't nobody tell you that a war is no place for a lady?" he taunted in a raspy voice.

"Luckily for me, I ain't no lady," she retorted.

She took a step back and repositioned her daggers, swinging one high to the left and the other low to the right. However, the uruk-hai mirrored the move and blocked it perfectly.

She glared, and lowered the daggers. She turned them so it looked like she was going to strike high, but an the last minute she dropped down, spun, and carved a deep cut across both his knees.

The uruk fell to the ground, but she had left her right side open with the maneuver and he took the opportunity to put a long gash in her arm.

She winced and grabbed her arm in pain, but she refused to let go of her weapon.

She raised her left arm to strike, but another elf stabbed him in the back first.

"Oh, sorry. Was that yours?" he asked lightly.

Only one person would try to joke in the middle of a battle.

"Arphenon, hello!"

"Good to see you, Abigail. Though the location is questionable."

She rolled her eyes. "No kidding. Listen we'll talk later. For now, have you seen Haldir?"

"I think I saw him move towards the keep, but who can be sure?' he shrugged.

"Duck!" Abigail yelled, as an orc snuck up behind him. Arphenon did as he was told, and Abigail promptly stabbed the orc in the forehead.

She took a quick glance over the stones, and noticed the uruks were forming a odd lineup near the middle of the wall.

"Oh no," she gasped quietly. "Arphenon, can you convince the soldiers to get off the bridge?"

"What?" he asked, puzzled.

"Just trust me on this one. Discreetly try to evacuate the wall!"

"Abigail, people are fighting, they have jobs, and they can't just walk to a different section-"

"Please try, they'll listen to you. This is important!" she begged.

He still looked doubtful, but nodded anyway. He ran off, and started talking to the elvish soldiers, and it looked like some were agreeing.

'I can't let all those people die. It's a risk interfering, but I have to do something.'

She sheathed her daggers, and searched frantically for a bow that wasn't broken (for she had stupidly just cast her own away earlier).

When she finally found one, she made her way over to the edge of the wall, above where the uruks were.

She saw sparks at the end of the line. They were trying to light the torch, but where having some trouble in the rain she assumed.

She still had some arrows in her quiver, and she shot a couple into the crowd, but the flame was surrounded by a lot of bodies, and she couldn't break through.

Suddenly, there was a small burst of light. The flame had finally lit. Sure enough, the runner was coming down the path with the torch.

She quickly knocked her arrow, but the injury on her arm was starting to get to her. Her hand was shaking and it three her aim off.

'Dammit, this is not good.'

She yelled out the other thing that she thought would help her.

"ARAGORN!"

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Aragorn had just pushed over one of the ladders, when her thought he heard someone cry out his name.

He looked over to see Abigail frantically trying to shoot something. From here, he could only tell it was something with fire.

He didn't understand what was going one, but from the panic in Abigail's voice he knew it wasn't good.

"Archers! Togo hon dad!" (bring him down)

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She saw more arrows fired in her direction, but they were hardly hitting the target. This orc refused to die.

Then, to her surprise, she saw Aragorn running over towards her.

'No! I can't let you be hurt,' she told herself sternly. 'One small dose of power can't attract to much attention.'

She focused her mind on Aragorn's legs, and watched as he was suddenly forced to stop in his tracks.

He looked utterly confused and just continued to stare at her.

The orc jumped into the small opening that was below where Abigail was standing.

She closed her eyes, trying to prepare herself for what was going to happen next.

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Aragorn was running towards her, knowing something was definitely wrong and she needed help.

But when he was nearing the bridge, his legs stopped working. He could feel them, but it was as if they were rooted into the ground.

He struggled, never taking his sight off Abigail.

Suddenly, the torch disappeared within in the wall.

He locked eyes with Abigail, and he could see an unavoidable fear in her eyes, just before she closed.

All he saw next was dust, smoke, rock, and bodies flying threw the air…and one of them was Abigail's.

He knew his legs could move now, but at the moment he didn't have the energy.

"No…she can't be," he whispered.

Finding his strength again, he ran towards the wreckage, instantly killing any uruk-hai who got in his way.

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I know y'all are going to hate me. Another cliffy, and this chapter is also shorter, when I just got back after being gone for two weeks.

Then again, it's 1:30 in the morning, so there's a strong chance I'll be able to post another chapter in the evening, so be on the lookout.

Thanks to Reviewers:

ArwenEvenstar83, writin4fun15, Narnian Sprite, KeeperMusicNight, Samantha-Girl Scout, KillerRubberDuckiesR-J: Guess what? You guys all get the same message. I don't really know what the message is, because there's nothing bad about what you're pleading for. But it's something like 'I can't really reveal anything about Haldir so don't worry so much!' I'm also very tired right now (I said it was 1:30 in the morning) so I don't fell like writing long reply's. But you all get huge kudos reviewing and many thanks because you are such lovely readers.

OoOoPeople below this line were the ones that DIDN'T mention Haldir.OoOo

Nightskylover: I don't think there's anything wrong with your name, so I don't know what brought that decision, but good luck! Sorry about evil cliffies, they're hard to avoid. Thanks!

Moon-Freak00: Hello newby reviewer, glad you joined us! Good use of capitals, it really get the point across! Jk, and now worries this story is definetly not over. Thank you!

LadyEruaphadriel-orderofthe...: Yeah, but not that I am an author I must admit it can be fun sometimes to make readers suffer cliffies like I have. Thanks!

Sorry if the chapter's not quite up to par. I pretty satisfied with it, so I thought I would just go ahead and post it, but I might edit it a little later.

Anyway, look for a possible new chapter later tonight.

Until next time!

-MysticNight9