The Light in the Darkness
Chapter 10: Get Off the Road
I AM BACK! DID YOU MISS ME? I MISSED YOU!
Let's return to the great love story of our two favorites, Frodo and Neera.
The events of this chapter are changed a little from the film to fit my narrative. I promise it will make sense during the reading!
Prepare for the badassery of our heroine. She is the daughter of Legolas after all. He taught her well.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own The Lord of the Rings franchise. I only own the story, Lin and Neera who tells the story.
After a night feeling utterly embarrassed at seeing Frodo's almost naked body, I was thankfully able to push that aside to get the group composed and on the road again once the sun rose over the horizon. Of course, Frodo and I didn't speak. I tended to stay towards the front of the two of them to avoid speaking to him. I saw Frodo's eyes and they looked hurt and confused. I mostly ignored it, although forcing this separation between us was hurting me just as much as it was hurting him. None of this was intentionally his fault. But it still was his fault. If I hadn't seen what I had witnessed last night, maybe I would feel a bit differently. Now, I was just mortified. I couldn't understand why I had that reaction upon seeing Frodo like that. My face still felt very flushed and the beating of my heart got even worse upon that sight.
Frodo seemed very dejected upon my treatment of him. He, of course, didn't understand why I was doing this to him and why would he? He didn't see me last night at the stream. To him, it was an ordinary wash for a man, so of course, he didn't understand the sheer embarrassment of the whole thing.
He attempted to strike up a conversation between us several times. If we weren't running for our lives and if I hadn't seen what I saw last night, perhaps I would have entertained in the concept of conversation. Instead, I just simply brushed it off and told him to keep moving behind and for Sam to keep up.
Upon seeing Frodo's reaction, it took Sam great effort to try to speak to me about it.
"Lady Neera, about Mr. Frodo..."
"I would rather not discuss it, Sam. Thank you," I said more sternly than I would have liked. It wasn't anyone's fault but mine for how I was feeling. I knew that it wasn't fair to be taking out my feelings of confusion and possibly more out on Frodo and Sam. Even though it was Frodo's fault that I was feeling this flustered, he didn't know that. And Sam especially didn't deserve to be berated. He was just dragged into this whole mess out of nowhere and now was in a situation he had never been in before. He had never been away from home, he said it himself. Being cruel to him was very unnecessary.
I sighed. "I apologize, Sam. I just have a lot on my mind."
"I understand, Lady Neera. I think if you explain that to Mr. Frodo, he will understand as well."
I gave a slight smile to that. I quite enjoyed Sam's company. He was one of the few Hobbits that had actually treated me with kindness and respect when others would not. Honestly, if anyone else had to accompany us on this little journey, I was more than glad that it was Samwise and not someone else. Regardless of his shy personality, there was no doubt that we both cared about Frodo's well being more than anything else. Nevertheless, he was very bashful and was rather hesitant in the way he spoke to me. I could tell he was a rather shy person, which was really no trouble to me. I just found it very humorous to find a shy person in a population of people that were so boastful and unabashedly open about who they were. Frodo may not have been shy, but he was, like Samwise, very different than the majority of the Hobbit population that I had met. They all somehow fit into one of three categories: the ones who loved to gossip and stay within their own groups, the ones who loved to drink and eat until they passed out cold on the ground, or the ones that morphed into a combination of both. While Sam and Frodo did do these things, they did them in moderation. Not only that, they really just didn't seem to fit the mold of these groups.
"Mr. Frodo?" Sam said quietly.
Sam was right. Frodo was nowhere to be seen. I was so in my head that I didn't even realize he was gone.
I felt my heartbeat increase rapidly. I began to panic. I had thought that he was right behind me. He WAS right behind me, so where was he? We were apart and it began to physically hurt to process that. I had been apart from him for several hours at a time during certain days, but that was different and that was before we began to go on the run. Now that we were apart in a situation like this, I realized just how fragile he was and how if we weren't careful, he could seriously get hurt. I would not let that happen.
"Wasn't he right behind us?" I said in a panic.
"Frodo! Frodo!"
And there he was as if nothing had happened. I went from panicking to frustration in a matter of five seconds. On one hand, I was relieved that nothing bad had happened, but also I felt the urge to shake him, an urge that I ignored. As much as I appreciated Frodo's innocent and kind nature, it was going to get him into trouble. Did it not fully sink in that we are currently on the run from a group of evil creatures of darkness and despair who want to kill us?
"We thought we'd lost you," Sam said in a huff.
Sam, that doesn't even remotely cover how panicked we were.
But Frodo, my dear, sweet and innocent friend, failed to understand why we were so worried.
"What are you talking about?" he teased.
I knew I shouldn't be taking out my confusion on him, but the point I was about to make was still valid. Frodo was incapable of defending himself and if I was to protect him, we had to stay together.
"Frodo please don't wander off. We have to stay together. I don't know who is following us or what's ahead, but I know that your safety is my priority. I swore to my Grandfather that I would protect you. Please don't make that task more difficult."
"Don't you leave him, Samwise Gamgee. That's what Mr. Gandalf said to me. And I don't mean to," Sam added.
Frodo scoffed at us.
"Neera, Sam, we're still in the Shire. What could possibly happen?" he said.
I rolled my eyes, and I didn't even get a chance to answer his question before all three of us were greeted with another unexpected visitor. This time, the figure came out of the corn bushes and slammed right into Frodo. Without even thinking, I pushed myself over Frodo's body and pulled out one of my knives to defend him. But as the figures came closer into view, I realized how unnecessary my actions were.
For our intruders were none other than the birthday party's troublemakers, Merry and Pippin. He looked down at Frodo from his spot on the ground with a very happy expression on his face.
"Frodo!" he said happily. "Merry! It's Frodo Baggins!"
"Hello, Frodo!" Merry said cheerfully.
"STAY AWAY FROM HIM!" I shouted at them, feeling extremely overprotective of the boy in a matter of moments. I felt such intense rage at this. They were so close to me throwing one of my knives at their heads and they're concerned with what exactly? They were lucky I hadn't cut one of their throats! Knowing Merry and Pippin as I had known them over the past few months, I knew that because they were together and running away, it could mean one thing: they were once again up to no good. I pushed them off of him and then pulled him up to standing.
"What is the meaning of this?" Frodo said in good humor.
How exactly Frodo could be calm in a situation like this is beyond my comprehension.
The two scoundrels had obviously been up to no good and were stealing yet again!
"You've been into Farmer's Maggot's crop!" Sam said in exasperation.
When will these two learn that stealing vegetables is not a good thing to do? In fact, that is stealing is just terrible in general? Probably never, but one can always hope.
Perhaps it's not worth it with these two.
And then as if on cue, I saw the top of a pitchfork sticking up from out of the rising corn stocks of the field. Farmer Maggot had clearly caught us and was very understandable, not pleased with Merry and Pippin!
The cowards then grabbed Frodo and ran off into the corn, leaving Sam and me to look like the perpetrators of the crime when we were completely innocent. Sam took one look at the vegetables and then joined me in running after them.
While I probably could have taken him apart in one blow, as he was the victim in this situation, I decided to leave him alone. I had other opponents that needed my time and energy than a farmer that had been taken advantage of by two idiotic men.
"I don't know why he's so upset! It's only a couple of carrots!" Merry said, huffing as he was running.
"And some cabbages!" Pippin reminded him.
"Yes, Pippin!" Merry said, still running. "My point is that he's clearly OVERREACTING!"
No, I think Farmer Maggot has every right to be angry at Pippin and Merry. A fact that they will never agree with sadly.
I had turned around for a single moment trying to see if we've invaded the anger of Farmer Maggot.
"Well, that was close," I said, turning around, expecting to see the four Hobbits behind me. "Frodo? Sam? Pippin? Merry?"
I looked down upon the very cringe-worthy sight of all four Hobbit men in a pile at the bottom of the cliff. Thankfully, it appeared that no one was severely injured.
I rolled my eyes. This is was not turning out to be a successful day. I slid down the hill in a graceful manner as to not suffer the terrible fall that the men had just experienced. Serves them right for behaving so irrationally. Even Frodo. Because he wandered off, we ran into Merry and Pippin and got us off course. I understand that these Hobbits have never experienced a moment of danger in their lives, but do they lack that much common sense. I finished sliding down the hill and jumped into the air with a flip, landing light on my feet on the ground. I sighed in exasperation at the sight I was greeted with.
"What an ill-mannered and foolish quartet," I said in annoyance.
But it didn't seem like they heard me.
"Oh, that was close," Pippin said, thoroughly amused.
Merry groaned in pain. "I think I've broken something." He then revealed the remains of carrot that was cut in half from its middle.
"Trust a Brandybuck and a Took!" Samwise said, also clearly very frustrated.
I shared his sentiments. We were more lost than before and also we had strayed off the path Grandfather had encouraged us to go.
"What?" Merry asked as if nothing had happened. "That was just a detour. A shortcut!"
I sighed in exasperation.
"Shortcut to what?!" I demanded.
"Mushrooms!" Pippin said with excitement, knocking over Sam and Merry on his way over to collect them.
I felt irritation like never before. Here we are in the woods running for our lives from Wraiths and all these two want to do is get as much food as they can possibly carry. Even though I was quite fond of both Merry and Pippin, they were unfortunately sometimes too foolish for their own good. I could tell as much from my interactions with them and because of the events with the fireworks at Bilbo's birthday party.
But then that irritation turned into something else. This road seemed dangerous. The kind of road that I know my grandfather warned us to stay away from. While I wasn't sure if I would be able to sense any evil presence from the Wraiths, it seems as though I was mistaken. I could feel their presence as if they were right around the corner. Merry and Pippin may have dragged us into a more dangerous situation than before. I touched the ground, I saw blackness and that terrified me.
It seems as though Frodo shared my sentiments and for the first time that day, I looked into his eyes and saw fear and panic.
"I think we should get off the road," he said, his words meant for those behind us while he was looking at me.
But then they didn't seem to hear Frodo's words. I then shook off my feelings of embarrassment and mortification from this morning. Now, my beloved friend was in danger and regardless of how I felt, I had to protect him. I heard a screeching noise in the background and the evil was so close to us now. The wind that flew past us felt frigid and deadly. That was quite unlike the usual wind from the Shire I had come to known. It somehow got even closer in the past few seconds. If we didn't hide now, they would surely find us and they would kill us.
"GET OFF THE ROAD!" I shouted. "NOW!"
They all heeded my words and followed me into the hollow of a nearby tree. It was thankfully big enough for all of us to hide in. I hoped it would be a good enough hiding space from whatever was coming down the path.
I grabbed Frodo's hand and held him against me in a protective manner, his back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him, ignoring the slight burning that the ring was trying to send to me. Somehow in Frodo's arms, the pain was less extreme than what it was before. The others remained close to us and even though this wasn't an ideal hiding place, it sadly would have to do for the time.
My grip on Frodo tightened as I heard hooves on the ground, each step becoming more and more dangerous than the last. I knew we would encounter these creatures, but I didn't think it would be as soon as now. These things terrified me. Not for myself, but for my friends. No matter how much they may have wanted to, they could never harm me. The creature dismounted from its horse and crouched over our hiding spot. It began smelling the area, trying to find us. I knew that it couldn't see us per se, but it could hear and sense our presence. One move or sound, it would realize where we were.
I looked at all of them and my gaze held one message.
Not a word and not a sound.
The Wraith's presence was not only known to us but also the creatures and insects of the earth, who curled and cried at its dark essence. It was clear that while the Wraith couldn't see us if we made one sound, the game would be over. It burned me to be near this thing too. It wasn't as bad as the times with the ring, but it still hurt. I ignored it and gritted my teeth to ignore the pain. I couldn't make a sound, no matter how much I wanted to.
Frodo began to close his eyes and I saw that the ring was up to its old tricks again. If Frodo entered the world of the ring, the wraiths would immediately know that we were there. There was also no telling of what the ring would do to me if Frodo ever put it on near me. I needed to avoid any sort of pain breakdown like I had experienced with the ring at the Shire. I didn't have Lin to protect me or heal me if that happened. I felt the searing pain of the ring all over my body. I bit my wrist so hard to keep myself from crying out in pain that I drew blood. It hurt so much, but I had no choice to remain silent and pray that the Wraith go in the other direction.
It burned to be near the Black Rider, but I pushed it out of my mind and fought against the pain. I refused to let the pain take me over as it had done before. Not now. I was the only one who could protect them and if I was distracted, they would be in danger. Also if I cried out in pain, the Black Rider would be alerted. I watched in horror as Frodo was being taken over by the ring, the ring trying to get him to put it on to alert the Black Rider. In any other situation, I would have shouted and it would be brought Frodo back, but this time, that option was unavailable to me. Just as Frodo was about to put on the ring, I hit his arm as hard as I could to try to snap him out of it. That ring had taken so much from me and I would not let it take Frodo too. I can't even imagine what it would be like to lose him. As I hit him, he realized what he was doing and put the ring back in its pocket.
Not today, Sauron.
Merry grabbed a piece of nearby wood and threw it off to the side to divert the Rider. It worked like a charm. With the sound, the Wraith flew off to chase after it.
I cried out the pain I had wanted to cry out since it appeared. I definitely felt a bit weak, but I forced myself to stand and lead the group away from where we were. We were now in danger. There was no doubt in my mind that the Wraith knew we were here and that they were on the right path to capturing or killing us and taking the ring back to Mordor.
"What was that?!" Merry said in fear from his spot on the ground.
I couldn't even form words after that. We had almost been caught. We were in worse danger than I thought. I had hoped we would have been able to avoid the Black Riders for at least a few days, but now that hope was shattered. I wish I could say I was surprised, but they will feel the presence of the rings always and forever. And of course, the ring, being so anxious and determined to return to its master, would be more than happy to find itself in the hands of the Black Riders. If the Black Riders found us, then it would all be over. There were a good number of them and as skilled of a fighter as I am, I could only do so much against beings of darkness that are incapable of being killed.
We then began running away from the Wraiths as best we could. As I could sense their presence, I was able to divert the party away from them as much as possible. We ran so much that the sun came down and the moon took its place. The moon's light being the source of light to guide us on our path. I could hear its hideous shrieking from behind us, knowing we could only stay hidden for so long before it found us. As soon as it started heading in the other direction, I gestured for the four to follow me to the nearest tree.
I looked out from behind the nearest tree to make sure that the coast was clear. I couldn't sense the Wraiths directly near us, but I could tell that they hadn't left the area. These creatures were certainly ruthless, just as Grandfather had described them.
"See anything?" Sam asked me.
"No, but stay close to me, all of you. It might come back."
"What is going on?" Pippin asked in annoyance, clearly not understanding the position that we were in.
"That Black Rider was looking for something..." Merry said, suspicious. "Or someone...Frodo?
I sensed its presence again before Frodo could respond, gesturing to Sam.
"Get down!" he demanded.
I gazed up at the monster coming into view in the pale moonlight and shoved Frodo to the ground with me. It was terrifying to remember that Grandfather said that that being was once human. A human that sold its soul in exchange for power without question. Such fools to sell their souls for power. Such fools to fall for such a despicable trick. Now they were beyond hope and help. Creatures bound to Sauron and the Ring's will. Any humanity or free will that they might have had from being alive was long gone. I knew that they would kill us without question if I didn't do anything. It was truly horrifying to see Sauron's evilness in another form. I already knew from a long family history at what the dark being was capable of, but I had never seen it quite like this.
Will that be the fate that I suffer if I choose to defy him as well?
Not if I can help it. I had to focus on the task that Grandfather had given me. Getting Frodo to Bree.
"We have to leave the Shire," I said, looking at the creature of darkness in the pale moonlight as it rode off out of sight.
I looked back at Merry and Pippin, hoping that they now understood the gravity of our current situation. I looked directly into Merry's eyes. He may have been an incredibly foolish man in his actions, but he was certainly not stupid. I didn't know the area as well as I would have hoped. I knew that the Wraiths more than likely knew that we were here. We had to be careful. Only someone who knew the area well enough could help us and I prayed that Merry be the one to help us.
"I don't know how to get us to Bree," I finished, hoping he understood what I was insinuating.
His eyes darkened in understanding and he nodded.
"Right," he responded. "Buckleberry Ferry. Follow me."
Following Merry, we came out of the trees and running as quickly as we could to avoid the Wraith.
The Wraith came out of nowhere, shrieking and tried to attack us. It immediately went for Frodo and swung its sword only for me to deflect it with my knives. I was strong enough to hold it there for a while. They were smaller and so they could more easily find their way around the Wraith's horse.
"Follow me! This way!" Merry shouted.
"What about Neera?" Frodo said.
But I was not willing to have Frodo use me as an excuse not to escape.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" I screamed at them, thrusting my knives back at its sword. "Get to the docks! I'll catch up!"
"But Lady, Neera..." Sam started.
"Sam! Trust me! I'll be fine! Now, get Frodo out of here! Don't worry about me!"
"Neera!" Frodo cried in horror. "Come with us!
"I'll be fine! Just get to the dock with the others!"
Very reluctantly, Frodo allowed Sam to drag him after Merry leading the expedition to Buckleberry Ferry.
I then faced the wraith face to face, bow, and arrow in my hand. Even though I was terrified of the creature before, now that it was just us, I felt no fear as I went to hell and back to get it away from Frodo and the others.
I knew that while it couldn't hurt me, it could very well hurt Frodo and the others. All I could do was buy them some time for Merry to lead them to the docks and hopefully get as far as they could before I could catch up to them. I fought back against the Wraith as much as I could, cutting the leg of its horse to hopefully slow it down. The horse shrieked in pain and the wraith swung its sword at my arm, tearing the fabric of my tunic. If I were not of the line of Shasta, the sword would have left a wound. However, the conditions of our curse were very clear. No creature, man or woman would ever be able to lay a wound on us unless that wound was inflicted by our soulmate or ourselves. As this Wraith fell under the first category, it wouldn't be able to harm me. This was something I knew I could use to my advantage to allow Frodo and the others enough time to get the docks and sail away. I shot three arrows towards the back of the horse as it was preparing to charge yet again. It shrieked out in pain. The Wraith came charging at me, only for me to jump out of the way and up the nearest tree. I used this tree to run up and flip onto the back of the Wraith's horse. I then shot three more arrows into the back of the horse and another one in the back of the Wraith's head. I knew it wouldn't cause it any pain, but I wasn't looking to defeat it. I was looking to distract it.
But then my fear returned when I saw my beloved friend running back into the area, looking worried and out of breath.
He had come back for me.
"Frodo! What are you doing here?" I cried in fear, shooting an arrow directly at the wraith's face, causing it to shriek in frustration. I looked back at Frodo in fear. "This is no place for a hobbit! Get out of here!
"I couldn't leave you!" Frodo said, and if we weren't running for our lives, I would be very touched by his sentiment. But it wasn't the right time to do so.
The Wraith then began charging at us again and I realized that I only had one course of action left.
"Frodo, move behind the tree! Let me take care of this!" I shouted, then focused my attention back on the Black Rider.
For a moment I contemplated using a regular arrow, but as it was too close to us and Frodo, I had no choice. Now that Frodo was here, I knew that keeping it busy wouldn't work. I had to use the only tool I had that I knew would slow it down physically. The Light Arrow of Shasta, passed down from generation to generation of our family to the descendant to prove their valor and strength to any enemy they came in contact with. Grandfather had once told me that Wraiths and dark creatures would be immediately affected by any source of light. I knew this would make the Wraiths know exactly who I am. They would know after the first light arrow that I was the descendant of their master's sworn enemy. We were forbidden to use this arrow in order to protect ourselves from Sauron's minions, but in case we ever encountered them. As a memento of my great-grandmother, the only thing that could ward off Sauron's evil, I knew I had no choice.
I shot an arrow of light right into the hood of the Black Rider and it shrieked in pain. Unlike with the first arrow, this one would leave the Wraith in worse shape than before. The horse rocked back in fear at the state of its rider. Thankfully, the rider was paralyzed enough. The impact of the blast caused my friend to fall out from his spot behind the tree. He looked at me in shock at my power, but this wasn't the time for admiration.
I grabbed Frodo's hand and we raced towards the docks. I heard the Wraith directly behind us with its piercing shriek and the other three screaming at us to hurry and make it onto the raft. I ran as fast as I could dragging Frodo behind me. I could feel the rumbling of the horse behind me. I couldn't understand how the horse managed to move that quickly given how many times I had shot it. Even though it was weaker, the Wraith's determination was stronger than any injury I had given both to it and its horse. There wasn't any time. We had to make it. I managed to make it onto the dock and jumped into the raft with the other three. But as the Wraith was directly behind Frodo, he slipped and failed in his jump onto the dock.
I watched in horror as Frodo missed the landing and sunk into the water.
"Mr. Frodo!" Sam cried out, terrified.
My mind panicked and heart sank to the lowest pit of my stomach.
Without a second to think about it, I shoved my bow and arrows into Sam's arms and dove into the water after Frodo. I knew the wraith would have no chance in the water because they couldn't cross it. If it tried, then its physical form would be destroyed and its horse would drown. I swam as fast as I could to the drowning Frodo. I knew from my research that hobbits were completely inept at swimming and sunk practically like stones. If I did nothing, Frodo would drown. Knowing that and without even thinking, I swam as fast as I could to get Frodo out of the water. He struggled to maintain himself above the water, but as it was in his nature, he couldn't swim. I felt tears in my eyes as I swam as fast as I could to get to him. As Frodo sunk under the water, I dove down and grabbed his hand and pulled him back up with all my strength. We surfaced from the water, gasping desperately for air, Frodo clinging to me as if he would never let go, shaking uncontrollably. I looked up to see the Wraith in its predicament. It couldn't cross the water to get to us. A fact it and I knew very well. I made eye contact with the Black Rider. It looked back at me. While there were no eyes, I could tell that it was looking at me very attentively. It was definitely was trying to intimidate me. I looked back at it without fear. It could do nothing to hurt me and it knew that very well. Its master would not allow it to harm me. Its master only wanted one thing to kill me and it didn't have the power to. As I held tightly to my friend, I gave it an unspoken message.
Come and get me. I'm not afraid of you.
The Black Rider seemed to understand my hidden message and after realizing it couldn't reach us in the water, turned to ride in the other direction, much weaker than before. The blast from the light arrow definitely seemed to take a terrible toll on its physical form. Even the horse didn't run as quick as it did before. It then rode away and met up with its other brethren as they rode out into the pitch blackness of the forest.
Frodo began sobbing uncontrollably in my arms and those cries very nearly made me do it, as well. The sobs broke my heart, but I had to remain strong for the both of us. As I kept us afloat in the cold water, I held him close, letting him know that I was there and that he was safe.
I then brought us back to the raft that thankfully hadn't gotten that far away in the whole ordeal. I lifted Frodo up into the raft before bringing myself on there, as well. It wasn't long after that Frodo brought himself back into my arms. While it was startling, I couldn't bring myself to deny his request.
"Mr. Frodo! Lady Neera! Oh, thank goodness you're both..." Sam started.
But I was still too in shock over the series of events and I needed absolute silence from everyone.
"Never mind about any of that! How far can this thing take us?" I demanded, panting and trying to act level-headed after the terrifying experience we had just had.
"The Brandywine Bridge. Twenty miles," Merry replied, taking control of the raft's course.
There were no other words. We were all still in shock over what had happened. I knew we would potentially run into these creatures, but I didn't think it would be so soon. If I was alone, I would have been able to take care of them without a problem. But because I wasn't trying to protect myself, I found myself more vulnerable than ever before. Now I had something, someone, to protect and because of that, I became weak and scared in a way that I never known before. As a result of these feelings, I had almost failed him.
I had almost lost him and the guilt of that was tearing my heart apart.
In the span of those twenty miles, Frodo and I didn't let go of each other. He was still shaken and needed support. But also, I just couldn't bring myself to let go of him after almost losing him. A few more seconds and he would have drowned. If I had hesitated at all, I would have lost him. I couldn't bear to think of what might have happened if I had been too late. I almost wanted to start crying at the thought of having almost lost him. I couldn't bear it. I just couldn't bear it if I lost him. It felt like my heart was in physical agony. It hurt to breathe. He was shaking like a Mirkwood Leaf in the wind and yet despite all of that, he tightened his arms around me. He didn't say a word. All he did was just tighten his grip around me even though he was shaking so much. We were shivering, wet, and exhausted and despite all of that, I knew we found comfort in the others' arms. I just couldn't let go of him.
It was as if I had let go of him, he would simply disappear.
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