Hello everyone! Sorry it took forever to write this chapter. It's a bit choppy but I hope you all like it. I own nothing! Thanks and enjoy!

The fellowship had two days to prepare, Elizabeth took the time to finish healing and practice with her swords. As she was practicing someone was watching her.

The ranger watches his partner practice with two swords he hasn't seen in a year.

One of the swords is a beautiful katana, slightly curved, with a gold handle and red wrappings at the hilt. That is her Pirate Lord of the South China Sea Sword, it name is Shuǐlóng, Water Dragon, and it was leaning on a pole waiting to be used.

The sword in her hand is an original cutlass, with gold markings and words. Unique metal and very sharp to the touch. This one's name is Liberty.

Both beautiful, graceful and just as deadly as their owner.

Aragorn stepped out from the shadows and spoke up, "I see you finally brought them out."

Elizabeth saw Aragorn in the corner of her eye as she swung her sword to the left and up again. "It was time. No more hiding who I am. How about you?"

Aragorn sighed knowing this was going to be a heavy and possibly painful conversation. "I am not strong like you- Hey!" Aragorn had to duck and jump out of the way before he lost his head. They had many spars, many of them, out of anger or frustration, so he knew how vicious she could be.

Elizabeth had the sword where his neck was at but knew he was fast enough to move. She glared at him. "Say that again. I dare you."

He sighed and slowly put his hands up as the sword followed him and tried to explain, "I don't want that burden..." But he was cut off by the angry woman.

Elizabeth does not like how similar they can be with their stubbornness, helping people, but mostly she doesn't like how he chains himself to the past, believing history will repeat. "It's in your blood! As in mine! We can not hide who we are anymore! Aragorn... Now is the time." Elizabeth put the sword down but still held on tight. Elizabeth and Aragorn stared at one another, watching who would give first.

Aragorn look away first, "You don't understand-"

"No! I do understand! I went into exile because I felt like I didn't belong! But it was because I lost the person I love. I felt like I had no meaning! No reason to live! But here and now. It's time I take responsibility for myself and the ones who believe in me! No more hiding behind a mask, the mask of a ranger, pirate, widow, and so on. It's time for me to become who I was born to be. As should you. You! Aragorn, one of the strongest people I know and bravest man I had the pleasure to know." Aragon looked down and knew it was hard to argue with her when she had a point. "You are afraid of what's in your blood. Well guess what? You are the master of yourself. Not your ancestors, not your father, mother or whoever! No one but you. You have a choice, to be afraid or make a difference."

Once Elizabeth stopped yelling at him, Aragorn huffed and smirked, remembering a time when Capt. Sparrow told him about the famous Pirate King. "So this is the Pirate King, Captain Sparrow speaks highly of. It's nice to meet this side of you. I can see why your people chose to follow you into war." And here she is in the flesh. He can see the fire in her eyes, and this is the most emotion he had seen in Elizabeth in a while. Aragorn sighed, "But you're right... I am afraid. I'm afraid I will make the same mistakes and repeat history. That I won't be a great king, that I will be men's doom."

She smiled sadly knowing the feeling all too well, she walked up to him and placed her right hand on his left cheek to make him look at her. Her eyes are soft but full of passion and honesty, "Aragorn, you don't have to be a great king, just a good man, one who is fair, kind, and loyal. Be yourself, if you see something repeating then stand up and change it. Change is good, not at first but in the long run... yes it is."

Aragorn held her hand to keep it in place and just breathe. Listening to her heart, the whispers in the wind, feeling the gentle breeze and the sunlight hitting his face.

Elizabeth saw he was thinking, she slowly moved back and sheathed her sword back in its cover. She looked at him again and in his eyes told her he was ready and so she asked...

"So tell me. Am I looking at Strider, the Ranger or Aragorn, King of Gondor..."

The two days passed and everyone said their goodbyes.

Lord Elrond is speaking outside in Rivendell to the Fellowship and his people, "The Ringbearer is setting out on the quest of Mount Doom and you who travel with him," The Fellowship is standing in front of him, "no oath nor bond is laid to go further than you will," Aragorn smiles at Arwen who drops her head. Elizabeth rolled her eyes as Jack grabbed another bottle while waving. "Farewell. Hold to your purpose and may the blessings of elves," looking at Legolas, "and men," looking at Boromir, "and all free folk," looking at Gimli, "go with you."

Lord Elrond raises his hand and gestures for them to leave. Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Elizabeth put a hand to their heart as if they're giving it away.

"The Fellowship awaits the Ringbearer." Gandalf said as everyone parts so Frodo can lead.

Frodo looks nervously around and turns to walk through the arches. "Mordor, Gandalf, is it left or right?"

Gandalf places a hand on his shoulder, "Left."

Frodo leads out, Gandalf, Gimli, Boromir, Pippin, Merry, Legolas, Elizabeth, Sam... Aragorn pauses and looks back at Arwen. They exchange a long glance. Aragorn smiles, nods his head, and follows the others. Arwen swallows and bows her head. Jack placed a hand on her shoulder knowing his friends will be alright.

The Fellowship leaves Rivendell.

The Fellowship walked over mountains, past ancient ruins, over hills.

"We must hold this course west of the Misty Mountains for forty days. If our luck holds, the Gap of Rohan will still be open to us. And there are road turns east to Mordor." Gandalf said in passing.

Sam takes sausages from a frying pan on an open fire. He walks over with the plate to Frodo who is sitting watching Merry and Pippin practice sword fighting with Boromir. Elizabeth and Aragorn look on, also smoking a pipe.

"Good, very good." Boromir continues to practice with Pippin.

"Move your feet." Aragorn called out.

"Keep your chest up." Elizabeth said.

"You look good, Pippin." Merry commented.

Pippin looked over his shoulder at Merry, "Thanks!" Merry joins the practice, Sam and Frodo look on, grinning.

Gimli, who is sitting behind them on the rocks, near to Gandalf, whilst Legolas stands keeping watch. "If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note that they're not, I'd say that we were taking the long way round. Gandalf, we could pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome."

Gandalf looks slightly distressed at the option, "No Gimli, I would not take the road through Moria unless I had no other choice."

Legolas runs in front of them and stands and stares at a grey cloud in the distance. Gandalf pauses to follow his eyes.

Meanwhile, Boromir's sword slips and he cuts Pippin's hand with his sword. Pippin drops his sword and yelps in pain, "ARGH!"

"Sorry!" Boromir steps forward to look at Pippin's hand. But Pippin wasn't as forgiving so Pippin kicked Boromir in the leg.

"Get him!" Merry throws himself at Boromir. The two hobbits gang up together to wrestle Boromir to the ground and jump on him. Aragorn looks on amused.

"For the Shire. Hold him, hold him down Merry!" Boromir laughs as the hobbits tickle him.

Aragorn getting up and taking hold of the hobbits. "Gentlemen, that's enough!" Merry and Pippin grab Aragorn's legs, throwing him backwards onto the ground.

Elizabeth watches from the sidelines and giggles quietly but a certain elf hears her.

Pippin was pinned down by Aragorn's feet and yelled, "You've got my arm... Argh!... You've got my arm."

Elizabeth shook her head and helped Aragorn get up. "Alright enough horse play, it's time to eat."

As the hobbits looked excited, Boromir stared at the female trying to figure out why she was here. Aragorn saw this and knew Boromir would be hurt very badly if he said something inappropriate. Elizabeth rolled her eyes and ate her food.

Sam stands up and notices that the cloud looking like dark specks is moving towards them. "What is that?"

Gimli looked at the dark speck and shrugged, "Nothing, it's just a wisp of cloud."

Boromir pausing from the scuffle looks up. "It's moving fast... against the wind."

Legolas looks at it closely and warns everyone as his eyes widen just a little, "Crebain! From Dudland!"

"Hide!" Aragorn runs to grab his swords.

Boromir panicked, "Hurry!"

Aragorn grabs his sword and pulls Frodo close to him. "Frodo! Take cover!"

They all run gathering their things and dousing the fire, and dash under the rocks out of sight. Legolas and Elizabeth ran into one another and fell into a bush, they were hidden but it was unexpected.

A great flock of black crows flies over them, circles around and then flies off. Everyone stayed in their hiding spots for another minute in case there were more birds.

Legolas watched them and saw they were gone, then he looked at his chest and saw the most beautiful golden brown eyes look at him.

Legolas smiled and couldn't help but stared at the beauty before him, "They're gone my Lady."

Elizabeth blinked but a soft smile creeped on her face, "How many times must I tell you?..."

"As you wish... Elizabeth."

"Come on." Elizabeth got up and helped Legolas and the rest of the Fellowship emerge from their hiding places.

"Spies of Saruman. The passage south is being watched." Gandalf spats as Frodo looks distressed "We must take the Pass of Caradhras." They look up at the snowy peaked mountains.

"Oh this is going to be fun." Aragorn and Legolas heard Elizabeth mumble and slightly smirked at her annoyed face.

Hello again, I hope you all like it. I'm trying my best to mix Elizabeth's personality from getting better to being the Pirate King. But please feedback is most welcome.