The Protector in the Shadow
*I hope you lot liked the last chapter! It I felt it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be on to the next! I wanted to sort of ramble about one of my Christmas gifts, selfish one might think but I was happy as can be. My mother got me a German shepherd puppy for Christmas, she adopted it from the humane society and I think I almost died happy. I've always dreamed of getting a German shepherd, not really a puppy but just one in general. I was blown away and extremely excited and I just wanted to give a shout out to others who adopt dogs over going to a breeder. Way to go guys, another dog off the street.-Ze*
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Chapter Four: The Black Wolf of Gondolin
The voice of the ring seemed to take each man, no matter what race, in shock and surprise. A growl escaped her lips as she heard them speak, everyone differently talking of death and destruction. All except one man who stood slowly staring at the Ring as if it was a god.
"It is a gift...a gift to the foes of Mordor! Why not use this Ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, held the forces of Mordor at bay...by the blood of our people are your lands kept safe Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy...let us use it against him!" She knew the voice as it spoke. Another feral sound escaped her throat. Boromir would not get the Ring, if it was the last thing she would endure.
A voice penetrated her irate mind, calming her almost instantly as she heard it. "You cannot wield it! None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." The voice turned to be the Ranger. Her heart calmed at the tone of his voice, where had the rogue violent man she had witnessed earlier gone? He was refined here, calm and collected as he listened to others rant.
Boromir seemed indignant glaring with a coy smirk at Strider who returned the expression with calmness. "And what would a ranger know of this matter?" the Steward's son spoke with a scoff, obviously doubting the knowledge of the male who sat in the council hall.
Frodo's expression kept growing with fear, Lyavain told him of the fate of men if the Ring was given to Gondor. They had dropped the conversation at a hat, for Frodo hadn't understood, but now his eyes were pinned to the rooftops terrified of the outcome of this meeting. What if they decided to give the Ring to the man? He was a Steward after all, one of the most powerful men in the meeting when it came to world order and rank. Though he did not deserve the respect that was given to him, he was hungry for power, hungry for war and blood. Gondor would fall, middle earth would fall and all good in this world would die like a flower come fall.
An Elf popped up, clearly angry at Boromir for insulting the Ranger, "This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." The name entered her mind and it clicked, this man was in fact more then he let on!
The council turned out to be shocked at this revelation, though her master seemed to be too focused on the ring to care. Lyavain needed to act soon if she wanted to save him, he would fall to the Ring like it's caretaker before him if he was not careful. Another voice again distracted Ava from her master as her eyes landed again on Boromir as he spoke breathy words.
"Aragorn? This... is Isildur's heir?" he questioned, sounding very unconvinced.
"And heir to the throne of Gondor." The Elf added, only to be silenced in Elvish by Aragorn who wanted the attention off of him. Frodo stared unbelievingly at their former guide. This couldn't be? Such an important person had promised protection, why?
Conversations switched quickly and soon enough the entire council was in an uproar shouts penetrated her ears and nothing any of the creatures said even made any importance. Dwarfs did not want Elves to deliver the Ring, Elves felt humans were too weak, and one human didn't want to deliver the Ring to be destroyed at all. He wanted to harness the power, but everyone understood the Ring would never be any good at all. No matter how much he desired it, nothing good came from a ring of power. No more could she take, tired of all the creatures insolence and idiocy. She slipped to a lower roof gracefully landing in a hall leading to the great hull sitting before her. She walked slowly, so slowly that the hobbits watching quietly did not see, so quietly that no one noticed her approaching the arch way.
A rumble warned the hobbits of her appearance in the arch between them, they looked frightened at first but shock soon overtook them. The continuous rumble of a growl bled on as she stepped into the open, the Elves slowly quieted as they heard it, but no one else did. Frodo's gaze slipped from the Ring, and fell softly on his fateful companion. "I will take the ring." He said over the voices standing quickly, Elrond was shocked at his movements of such bravery. Lyavain silenced herself for Frodo, locking eyes with him with a soft expression on her face. "I will take the ring to Mordor!" He called louder this time, the entire group slowly silenced down turning to watch the hobbit before them. "Though I do not know the way…" His voice trailed off with a small blush across his face. It took someone
She would make sure they wouldn't. Slipping into the hull with the hobbits that were no longer afraid of her large graceful form. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." Gandalf said softly laying a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"If by my life or death, I can protect you, I will." Aragorn said quietly as he rose from his seat walking proudly towards Frodo knelling to his level, "You have my sword." He finished, again he rose, this time to stand behind the hobbit.
"And my bow." Legolas said with a soft expression.
"And my axe." Gimli, the Dwarf huffed, not wanting to be outshined by his enemy, the Elf.
Boromir approached Frodo to now, the expression of dislike was written on Frodo's face but most chose to ignore it. "You carry the fate of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done." Boromir's change of personality caused a sudden hate to course through Lyavain's veins, a hate she hadn't had since her people abandoned her to the forests at a young age.
Samwise popped from the bushes with a labored sound as he ran to Frodo's side "Mr. Frodo is not goin' anywhere without me!" He called nodding and crossing his arms to his chest.
"No indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not." Elrond seemed amused with the hobbit that was until two more emerged from past Lyavain.
"Wait! We're coming too!" Merry called almost tripping over Pippin to get to the group.
"You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!" Merry added quickly.
"Anyway you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission, quest... thing." Pippen started out strong, but faded to the last second.
Merry shook his head looking at Pippin, "Well that rules you out, Pip."
Frodo chuckled slightly before looking past Elrond, locking eyes with the black wolf that now stood in the archway. Her chains jingled softly with every step, gracefully she moved every stride forward was a light click of her paws on the marble way. Everyone seemed to hold in their breaths at the appearance of the creature with haunting azure eyes. "Frodo Baggins. You will always be my Master. I shall fallow you until the ends of the earth." She cooed to him, graceful features where her body. Her frame was large, the size of a fine equine, her pelt shone of the finest black onyx from being clean as ever. The silver on her ankle shone in the soft rays of sunlight. She was a sight to behold. Her slender frame was graced with a thin, muscular arched neck that made her hold herself like a lady that she was. The only one in her race.
"What is this beast?" Boromir roared stepping forward though Gandalf held him back. "She is of no harm to Frodo or the Ring." He said quietly looking down to Frodo.
It was Legolas who spoke next, "Do my eyes cheat me? A necklace of protection, is this the Black Wolf of Gondolin I see?" His voice just above a whisper.
"No Legolas, you are quite right," Lord Elrond said with a soft exhale, motioning for the wolf to step towards the group.
She slowly moved forward her pace soon quickened to a trot as she strode, nuzzling Frodo's neck with her face. "I told you I would come Master Baggins." She cooed lightly, turning to face Lord Elrond.
"I knew you would, Ava." He said quietly into her ear.
"Ten companions... So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring!" Elrond mused with a slight entertained expression. Boromir glared with a scoff at Lyavain, who was lightly afraid of the days to come, she had more visions of the coming events, and she was terrified of the actions that would shake beliefs in the Fellowship of the Ring.
There were more trials to face in the City of Rivendell.
* A bit shorter then I wanted, but all I had time to do! Please enjoy! R&R to tell me how I'm doing! I'm interested to hear what people have to say!- Ze*