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Chapter 4: Rivendell

We hurried through the forest towards Rivendell. I glanced at Frodo constantly, worrying about him. "We're six days from Rivendell, we'll never make it!" Sam cried out.

"Hold on Frodo," Strider whispered. We rested for a while by broken statues.

"Look, Frodo. It's Mr. Bilbo's trolls." Sam said, hovering over the sweating hobbit. "Mr. Frodo?" Sam touched his face then turned to us. "He's going cold!"

"Is he going to die?" Pippin asked sadly as I went over to comfort the two hobbits, "Of course he's not." "He's passing into the Shadow World. He'll soon become a wraith like them," Strider explained.

"They're close." Merry and I whispered when we heard the Nazgul.

"Sam, do you know the Athelas plant?" The Man asked as I took Sam's place beside Frodo. Sam and Strider went in search of the weed that might help Frodo even the slightest bit.

"He will be alright won't he?" Merry asked my uncertainly.

"I know not...if we can get him to Rivendell I'm sure he'll be fine," I said, trying to put on a cheerful front. I did not succeed. I wanted the innocent hobbits to be happy again. Gandalf had told me many stories about Hobbits and the Shire on my adventures as a Ranger. They do not deserve to face the wrath of war.

Strider came back quickly with the plant and someone I thought I wouldn't see here and hadn't seen in a long time.

"Frodo," she whispered as the hobbits talked. Strider chewed up the plant then put it on the wound. "He is fading. He will not last."

"He has to. There must be a way to save him." I tell her as she looks up at me shocked. "Ara-" she started but I silenced her, putting a finger to my lips. Strider looked between us confused but then shrugged it off and immediately went back to work helping Frodo.

"My father may be able to help." Arwen said then helped Strider put Frodo on her horse. I looked up as another horse come through the trees and stopped beside me.

"Vanya, what are you doing here?" I asked my horse then turned to Arwen for an explanation.

"My father and I found her. She came to Rivendell on her own then led me to the six of you. I believe she knew you needed help," Arwen said. I nodded and flipped onto Vanya, obviously showing off.

"I'm going with you." I tell her sternly as she smiles and nods. She gets onto her own horse as Strider tried to dissuade us.

"~Stay with the hobbits. When I get there I shall send horses for you.~" He said. My eyes narrowed.

"~We are the faster riders – We shall take him.~" Arwen replied.

"~We are completely capable of taking care of ourselves, Aragorn, son of Arathorn.~" I smirked as his eyes widened in shock then narrowed. He nodded once then allowed us to leave.

Arwen and I flew through the forest on top of our horses, making our way to Rivendell.

"~Your brother had been worried about you these past 200 years. He was afraid you were killed.~" She told me. I looked at her with a frown on my face. The land was flat so we did not have to avoid logs and branches in our path.

"Really? And what of my father?" "He acts like he usually does..." Ah, so he still acts like I don't exist. My twin brother was the one who raised me. My mother died giving my brother and I birth. Lord Elrond was more of a father to me than my own.

I clutched my Evenstar pendant tightly as it hung around my neck. Lord Elrond had given me it when he gave his own daughter one. There was one difference between the both of ours; hers was all silver but mine had a black gem inside it.

My friend and I looked at each other horrified and made our horse go faster when the nine Nazgul appeared. We rode quickly through the forests and over a deserted plain, trying to outrun the Black Riders.

We made it across the river and drew our swords, ready for the Nazgul. They started rushing towards us and Arwen started calling on the power of Loudwater, the river then runs through Rivendell past the Misty Mountains.

The water raced like horses after the Nazgul as they tried to get away only to get swept away by the strong current, leaving Arwen and I unharmed.

Frodo gasped for breath, going limp in Arwen's arms as she muttered 'no' and laid him on the ground. "Frodo, no. You can't give in!" She said as I got on my knees beside her.

"I can take some of his pain away." I told her then put my hand on his forehead and concentrated, giving him some of my energy. I whispered a few incantations as Arwen realized what I was going to do.

"No! You cannot give up your life as an Eldar!" She shouted at me. A bright light flashed and faded to show Frodo breathing normally again, the glassy gaze in his eyes evaporating. I tried to stand up but fell back down again, too weak to move.

"Why would you do that?" She whispered with unshed tears in her eyes.

"Do not worry. I did not give him all my energy. I am now half-elven. I now have the choice between being mortal and being an elf. As do you," I explain weakly as she helps me onto my horse.

We soon arrived in Rivendell as Elrond quickly put Frodo and I in their House of Healing to rest until we were better.

A/N: I'm glad people are actually reading my story. Thanks for being patient as I write (this is my first story). I'm trying not to make 'Jade' a Mary-Sue but... Well, anyway, I have a question for my readers. I was wondering what I should do with my character, I don't want her to be the tenth walker with the fellowship so I'm giving you guys 2 options.

1: She sneaks off after the fellowship when they leave or...

2: She leaves Rivendell, still a Ranger, and travels before she meets up with them somewhere else (If you choose this please suggest where)

If you would like to change your vote after the next few chapters you may do so. Please tell my your vote in a review (or a message if you want).

Thanks for reading this! I really appreciate this.