A/N: Last Chapter! We made it! Hooray! :D
This will not be the last of this series though! I am determined to make all three installments!
Chapter Six: The Breaking of the Fellowship, Part II

The loud blasting of the horn of Gondor caught the fellowship's attention; Boromir was in peril. Aragorn removed his sword from the body of a now fallen orc, looking up quickly. Legolas was looking into the forest, a very frightened expression on his face. "The horn of Gondor!"

"Boromir?" Ditzy Doo questioned,As she dropped another orc from a great hight.

Without another word, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli sprinted towards the source of the sound, weapons ready.

"Wha- What are we gonna do?" Ditzy asked, hovering up to Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow had flown just out of reach of the Uruk-Hai. She couldn't help but think to herself that Frodo was in danger, as he was nowhere to be found, and the fact that Aragorn had said nothing upon his return of the hobbit's whereabouts. She furrowed her brow in thought, ignoring the angry roars of the frustrated orcs, who were trying their hardest to grab at them. Suddenly, she hatched an idea. "Ditzy!" She exclaimed, grabbing her friend by the withers.
The pony's wall-eyed face stared intently back at her, waiting for her command.

"Stay here! I'll go find Frodo!"

Before Ditzy could even consider protesting this order, Rainbow Dash zoomed away, in search of the helpless Halfling.

The rainbow maned pegasus pony flew past groups of the Uruks, not even giving them a second glance; she was much too focused on her task at hand. That task was to find Frodo, and bring him back, like the hero she was. It really wasn't that hard for her. In fact, it seemed to be an easy task. Almost too easy! A smug smile played across her lips as she slowed slightly, growing more confident.

All confidence was drained from the pony, as she felt a rough, strong hand snap at her right wing, yanking harshly. The snapping sound of a broken bone sounded into her ear. As she landed on the ground, looking up at the culprit, a few light blue feathers in hand, she saw that it was what was expected. The stupid orc broke her wing. She was going to kill him. She could not even think about the pain; anger coursed through her like never before. With a flash, she jumped at the Uruk, ignoring all pain. She kicked, bit, hit, smacked; anything she could think that would at least injure the dumb thing. With one final blow, he was on the ground.

"Ugh! Now how am I supposed to get into the Wonderbolts? Not with a broken freakin' wing!" She exclaimed angrily, cringing as she tried to spread her wings. With a frustrated sigh, she decided that even with a broken wing, she could still be some sort of hero; she just didn't really know any kind of hero that didn't fly.

As fast as her legs would carry her, she continued her search for the hobbit.

Frodo stared across the water, the One Ring in hand. It never once dawned on him that Twilight Sparkle, his beloved companion, would betray him the way she had done. He had expected something from the likes of Boromir, but never her. The look she held in her eyes was what still scarred the hobbit. He shuddered slightly. The Ring had caused all of this; Gandalf's death, Twlight's corruption, everything. The trinket he carried was purely evil. His grip tightened on the Ring. "I wish the Ring had never come to me… I wish none of this had happened…" He thought sadly, tears welling in his light blue eyes. Then, he remembered what Gandalf had told him in Moria.

"So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All you have to do is decide what to do with the time that is given…"
With the Ring returned to his pocket, he returned his gaze to the water, realizing that he had no possible way of getting across safely.

"How ya gonna get across?"

Frodo jumped slightly upon hearing the new, but oh so familiar voice. He turned slowly to see Applejack, with Sam sitting atop her.

The two did not expect Frodo to frown. They expected happiness; not sadness! "Go back," He simply stated. The two did not budge. He sighed. "I am going to Mordor alone,"

Sam dismounted Applejack as she walked up to Frodo. "O' 'course you are, Sugar Cube!" She said, smiling.

"And we're coming with you!" Sam added, stepping in front of the Hobbit.

"Now just hop on ma back, and I can get ya 'cross the river!"

Frodo couldn't help the feeling of happiness swell in him; but, he couldn't make his friends accompany him on such a treacherous journey. Blank, waiting faces stared into his, expecting a reply. He added quietly, "You can't help me this time…"

Sam furrowed his brow, then stated confidently, "I made a promise, Mr. Frodo! A promise!"

Frodo glanced up at him.

"'Don't you leave him, Samwise Gamgee.'" He paused. "And I don't mean to… I don't mean to." He felt a single tear roll down his cheek as he said the last part.

Frodo's vision became blurry. "Oh Sam!"

The two embraced in strong hug, making Applejack choke back tears."Be strong Applejack, be strong,"

"Ah ha! I found you!" Rainbow Dash raced into the scene, a huge smile spread across her face. The two hobbits ceased hugging, and were now staring blankly at her. "Frodo, I have been looking everywhere for you! " Rainbow stared at the three before her. All of their things were packed, as if they were leaving. "Uh… Where you guys going?"

Applejack stepped up to the electric blue pegasus. "Well, I was just 'bout to take Frodo and Sam over yonder!" She said matter-of-factly, gesturing her head over to the Eastern Shore.

Rainbow thought for a moment. "I'm coming with you."

"Ohhhhhh no! Yer 'sposed to stay with Aragorn!"

"Eh, he doesn't even like me… Plus, I'm kinda worthless to them with a broken wing…"

The earth pony looked at the ground for a moment, Rainbow Dash giving her a very hopeful expression. She sighed. "Alright. Anyways… I cain't really carry both hobbit's 'cross the way, can I?" She chuckled.

"Alright!" The rainbow pony cheered happily. "Let's go!"

In the forest, the fighting continued, never ending. Boromir had lost track of how many times he had called for aid; now all he was doing was waiting, and fighting of course. It was his main focus to make sure the ponies and hobbits remained completely unharmed, even if it endangered his life. He felt that was the least he could have done to compensate for the thoughts he had about Frodo and the Ring. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the others were trying their hardest to help. It warmed his heart to see what spirit they had.

A sudden and very unwelcome feeling came over them; they were all growing tired, and did not know how much longer he could have lasted. They hoped that this would all be over soon.

Just as they all thought that they were gaining the upper-hand, Boromir gasped suddenly. They turned their gaze to him, and to their horror, a large arrow was lodged into his shoulder. He stood there, motionless, breathing heavily. He had not felt this kind of pain in a long while. A sudden realization came to him as he fell to his knees; the arrow was poisoned. The man of Gondor raised his head slowly to the hobbits and ponies. The terrified looks on their faces were enough for him. With a shout, he stood, brandishing his sword, swinging wildly at the oncoming orcs. He could not fail!

"Boromir!" Fluttershy shrieked. Words could not describe the feeling that engendered when she saw the second arrow pierce through him. He only faltered slightly, before continuing the fight.

Pinkie, Rarity, Merry, and Pippin jumped into the fight once again. Now, it was they who could not fail; Boromir must be protected!

A third and final arrow was all that it took. Boromir fell to his knees once again, struggling for breath. His vision became hazy; he could feel the poison crawling through him. Through his clouded eyes, he watched the group of Uruks grab hold of Merry and Pippin, unable to respond to their cries for help.

"The Hobbits!" Rarity exclaimed in horror. She turned to Pinkie Pie. "We have to go help them!"

Pinkie's eyes were full of fear. "But Boromir-"

"Go!" The Gondorian weakly said. "Go..."

The two stared at the injured man, neither wanted to leave his side. "But-"

Boromir stood slowly, his legs trembling, slowly raising his sword once more. "Go!"

Rarity nodded, understanding dawning in her eyes. "Come on Pinkie Pie!"

The two ponies began the pursuit of their two captive friends.

Boromir watched as the two equines left. Seeing that the two hobbits had help coming, fatigue overcame him, his sword slowly falling to the ground.

His knees buckled. The sound of a bow string being pulled back gained his attention. His head raised, only to become face to face with a long, pointy arrow, held in place by the lead orc.

Boromir braced himself. This was it. This was how he would die.

The orc seemed to smile evilly at him, and went to release the arrow. Suddenly, the form of a man came into view; it was Aragorn. The sounds of a rough fight could be heard by the man of Gondor, though it was very faint. The pain would not go away. He fell back onto the ground, wishing for the end to come.
Aragorn sliced the head off of the lead Uruk, finally ending the battle. His attention then turned to the dying man, laying on the ground. "No!" He exclaimed, running to him. He sat next to Boromir, who was now shaking due to the pain.

"Th-They took the little ones! The ponies are gone!" He said.

"Be still,"

"Frodo! Where is Frodo?"

"I let him go…"

"I… I wanted to take the Ring from him… "

"The Ring is beyond our reach now,"

Another gasp. "Forgive me! I did not see it… I have failed you all,"

"No Boromir, you fought bravely! You have kept your honor," He replied, moving his hand to the arrow upon Boromir's shoulder.

He quickly grabbed at Aragorn's hand, preventing the ranger from removing it. "Leave it. It is over. The world of men will fall. And all will come to darkness, and my city to ruin."

"I do not know what strength is in my blood," He began. "But I swear to you, I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail!"

"Our people… Our people…" Boromir said, attempting a weak smile.

Aragorn took hold of the sword laying next to Boromir and placed in gently into his hands.

Legolas and Gimli ran in, followed by Ditzy, Twilight Sparkle, and Spike. Upon seeing the sight, their faces fell. It was too late. Much too late. Fluttershy stood by a near tree, fighting back her tears.

"I would follow you my brother," Boromir began, losing his breath. "My captain… My… King." At those final words, Boromir fell silent.

Silence fell upon them. Spike was the only one who broke it. "Is he…?"

A sigh escaped Aragorn. "Not yet… Though he does not have much time left… The poison is spreading swiftly through him."
Silence.

"We do not have the time to stay… We must make haste…"

"We cannot just leave him…" Legolas argued.

Fluttershy stepped from behind the tree. "I-I'll stay with him for his final moments. I will be alright…"

Strider opened his mouth to protest, but was interrupted.

"It's alright, I know my way back to Lothlorien… I could just stay there."

The ranger thought for a moment. He did not want Boromir to be alone for his final moments, and the rest of them had to go after the others. He sighed. "… So be it."

"Hurry!" Legolas exclaimed, grabbing his effects from the ground. "Frodo and Sam have reached the eastern shore by now!"

When he received no answer from the ranger, a look of confusion fell upon his face. "We mean not to follow them?"

The ponies, dragon, dwarf, and elf looked to Aragorn for an answer. As he finished wrapping a dark bandage upon his wound, he turned to them. "Frodo's fate is no longer in our hands…"

Twilight cringed at the mention of Frodo. It still pained her to remember what she had done to him; how she had demanded to take the Ring. She didn't know if Aragorn knew what she did, but she had a feeling. Not just a guilty feeling, but a worried one. Would the ranger exile her if he knew? Would he just keep quiet? Would they all still trust her? More importantly, would she lose them as friends?

"So it has all been in vain… The fellowship has failed…" Gimli stated, looking down upon the ground.

"We failed Princess Celestia…" Ditzy miserably stated as she hovered above them, a sad expression on her face.

Spike and Twilight sighed at Ditzy's choice of words. They had failed Celestia.

Aragorn looked up, and walked over to his companions, staring at them intently. "Not if we hold true to each other!"

His friends looked up at him hopefully.

"We will not abandon Merry, Pippin, Pinkie, and Rarity to torment and death! Not while we have strength left!"

With that he turned quickly around. "We travel light!"

The rest of them swiftly gather their things, eager to follow whatever order Aragorn had. They would most certainly follow him to the end.

Strider looked proudly at his loyal friends, as they sat eagerly. He had a feeling, that with the help of their pony friends, that the journey would be made easier. The knife he held in his hand was now placed into its sheath. "Let's hunt some orc!"

The mountain air was colder than what the hobbits and ponies had expected. It was quite a surprise to them. Rainbow Dash grew ever frustrated with her broken wing, as she now found it harder than ever to accomplish a simple task. Applejack walked happily by Frodo and Sam, ignoring the angry grumbled of the Pegasus-pony behind her.

"I hope the others find a safer road," Frodo said, staring off into the labyrinth that was Emyn Muil.

"So do I," Applejack added. "But we know that they're in good hands now…"

Silence fell among the company.

"I don't suppose we shall ever see them again…" He said sadly.

Sam stepped up to Frodo. "We may yet, Mr. Frodo. We may yet…"

Frodo smiled. He turned to look at the others. "Sam, Applejack… Rainbow Dash…"

Expecting eyes stared back at Frodo, awaiting his answer. The Pegasus stopped grumbling enough to listen for an answer.

"I am glad you're with me,"

A/N: Thanks for reading and reviewing everyone! :D I appreciate it, VERY VERY much!