Song- "Run Boy Run" by Woodkid

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I was given armor, and I strapped it on with jerky movements in my room later that evening. The door opened and closed and footsteps sounded in the room.

"Imara?" Aragorn asked.

I sniffled. "Yes?"

His hands covered my hands as they struggled with the knots on the armor. "It will be ok."

"My life's experience has showed me the opposite, Aragorn." I said softly. "This is the closest I've been to Mordor in a year and a half. Yet my father is weirdly silent. I don't know what this war is going to bring. And I am scared that now that my family is reunited, something is going to disrupt that. Baldor and the twins don't need or deserve that. And they have people they love now. Sauron has all the ammo he needs to get me to crack and go back to his side. All he has to do is start hurting my brother and sister, my niece and nephew, Legolas, Gimli, Boromir, Eowyn, or you. Especially you."

He lifts his hands to my face and presses a kiss to my forehead. "You worry about a future that has yet to come, my love. And who's to say it even will?"

"I'd rather plan for an unknown, horrible future, than wait around in giddy happiness for that evil to come." I say and drop my hands as he pushes them away to finish the last straps on my armor.

"While that's a good plan, love, let's focus on right now. What we have right now is important." He said and kissed my cheek as he finished the last knot. "One battle at a time, Imara. And we'll face it together."

I nodded and released a heavy sigh. "You're right."

"Yes." He said with a sly grin. "I am."

I rolled my eyes and shoved his shoulder. "Whatever. Come on. I want you to meet my sister-in-law." I said and took his hand and tugged him from the room. We walked hand in hand, in full armor and battle ready with our weapons, down the halls to where we would find Baldor, Arielle, and the others.

We entered the room, and it was as if a new Baldor was there. Not the hard, angry, and sad person that had been in place for these past two centuries, but his old self. He was smiling, and had his arm around his wife's shoulders and she had her head on his shoulder, a smile on her lips. Draco sat with Eowyn with his mother and father and was smiling, too.

When we entered the room, they all looked up and smiled.

"Imara! Come, join us!" Baldor said and waved the two of us over to their group.

"What are you all doing, Baldor? None of you look ready."

Gimli grunted. "None of yer armor fits me, lassie. Too tight across the chest an all."

"I am suited to this." Legolas said with a shrug as he gestured to the green leather armor he wore.

"And dad and I are dragons. We won't be in this form for the battle." Draco says with a laugh. "Mom end Eowyn will be in the caverns with the citizens of Esgaroth, safe, and away from the battle."

"A battle we are sure to lose if Boromir and Freya do not return with more support." I said gravely. Their smiles faded.

"Perhaps. But you seem to forget, Imara, that the three of us are more than just immortal." Baldor said. "We could easily take on a whole legion on our own and win."

"Hm. Perhaps." I said, still doubtful. "Have any of you heard from them?"

"No." Draco said gravely. "They left only a few days ago. It'll take them until most likely after the battle has begun."

"I invited some friends, however." Baldor said. "From Lothlorien. They should be here soon."

"What?" Aragorn asked, astonished.

Baldor shrugged. "When Imara put me in time-out in Lothlorien, I made friends, as you are want to do. I sent a message to Haldir back in Esgaroth. He should be arriving soon with an army of elves."

I stared at my brother incomprehensibly. The whole room stared at him with wide eyes and dropped jaws. He sipped wine from his goblet and looked around the room, gray eyes darting between each of us.

"What? You can't honestly expect me to not be helpful. Or useful." He shrugs and downs the rest of his wine and sets the goblet down, looking for more.

"No one would ever think that, love, it's more we weren't expecting it." Arielle says gently.

Baldor looks at her and smiles softly, adoration in his eyes. "Of course not. No one ever expects things from me. I'm trouble." He says with a cheeky grin and she rolls her eyes at him and pushes his face with her hand.

"You are a lot of things, Baldor. Trouble is only one of them."

He scoffed and we all began to laugh. I sat down on a stool and Aragorn stood behind me, hands on my shoulders. He stooped down and placed a kiss on my head and said,

"It will be nice to meet Haldir again."

I rolled my eyes. "And he'll love to see me."

"Yeah. He never did quite trust you." Baldor says snidely.

I rolled my eyes. "It's because I'm scarier than you, Baldor."

Baldor placed a hand over his heart and pretended to faint. "You wound me, Imara. I am a dragon, yet you are scarier than me." His voice is laced with sarcasm.

"That's because the world hasn't seen what I am capable of yet." I said with a slight grin.

Baldor's own devious smile returned. "Not yet, sister. Not yet. And Illuvitar help anyone who dares cross Sauron's daughter."

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The walls of Helms Deep were filled with men of every age. From mere children to old frail men with barely any hair on their heads.

They watched me warily as I took my position with Aragorn and Theoden on the wall.

I looked down at the trenches we had dug deep into the ground filled with pitch covered logs that Baldor and Draco would ignite. The pitch kept the rain from soaking through the wood. I kept my hood up and held my bow in a tight fist.

I could see the army of Uruks making their way closer and closer.

Baldor and Draco appeared next to us, not looking too pleased to be drenched in the rain. I found it mildly amusing.

The elves of Lothlorien had arrived only an hour before, taking positions in the lower battalion and hundreds of archers stood on the wall alongside the men of Rohan.

As the Uruks approached, I heard Gimli grunt, "What's going on? I can't see anything!"

"Would you like me to describe it you you, or shall I find you a box?" Legolas asked snidely and Gimli's face stretched into a grin as he laughed boisterously, hefting his axe.

The Uruks got close enough now that the men next to me could make out their weapons and snarling faces and they began to shake with fear.

I looked over to Aragorn and pressed my shoulder to his. "Your new immortality will help you in the fight. It won't, however, keep you from dying. You'll be faster and stronger, but immune to nothing. You can still be killed. So, be careful." I said and looked at him seriously.

He nodded and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "You, too, Imara. We've both scared each other once."

I nodded. "Never again."

The Orc army was nearly upon us, and Haldir yelled in Sindarin, "Archers! Draw!"

Elves moved to let the archers forward as their bows were drawn to their cheeks. Aragorn turned to give the same orders in the Common Tongue.

Baldor and Draco looked at me and smirked.

"See you after the battle, sister." Baldor said and Draco nodded to us and they stepped up onto the battlements side by side, then jumped off the wall, shifting into red and green dragons and flying up above the orc army.

"Now." I said, speaking the command into Baldor and Draco's minds.

Keeping flight above the trench, they released a torrent of flames that hit the pitch covered logs and igniting them, putting up a wall of flames that caused several monsters to scream.

A few arrows were fired at them, but the arrows merely bounced harmlessly off their scales as they flew back up and landed in the rocks.

"Fire!" Aragorn yelled and volleys of arrows were released over the wall of fire as they took down lines of orcs. Several more volleys of arrows were fired.

And that's when I saw it.

It was hardly noticeable at first, but I could see it clearly.

I narrowed my eyes, then closed them, stretching my hands out as I reached out with the shadows, the dark of night making me feel more powerful, invigorated.

I found the offending thing and took control of the Uruk's mind. I then saw from him directly into Saruman's tower at Isengard, the Wizard stumbling back in shock as I grinned and said, "There you are. I see you."

I saw all of his plans in an instant, then a force that felt like a wall hit me and I stumbled back, lifting a hand to my head and Aragorn supported me, leading me behind the line and it closed as they continued to fire volleys into the orc army.

"Imara? What did you see?" He asked.

"There's an orc down there. He's got some sort of device that can explode if met with fire. They intend to put it in the sewer drainage in the wall. I saw Saruman and I saw his plan. He intends to aid my father in wiping out all of mankind."

Aragorn's face went ashen. "Well. What can we do?"

"I'm not sure there's anything we can do. But if it explodes with fire, well...we'll use Saruman's weapon against him." I closed my eyes and contacted Baldor and Draco and told them mentally of what I had learned and found and where to find the orc and to breathe fire on him and those those around him in hopes of getting the weapon to destroy them.

They agreed and went about searching for him.

But that was when the fires suddenly began to go down, the rain falling harder and faster as the flames sizzled down.

Volleys of arrows still flew, and the corpses of orcs littered the ground.

But as soon as the fire was gone, the orcs released guttural roars and snarls as they charged, pushing the corpses of their fallen comrades into the trench to walk over them.

"Fire again!" Haldir yelled. Another volley sailed over and took down several orcs.

Suddenly, ladders were planted onto the walls and orcs began to climb the rungs.

No, no, no.

I clenched my jaw and stood up. Draco and Baldor were distracted and too far away to help us.

So, I had to reveal one of my own hat tricks.

I walked over to the wall, closer to the ledge than the others, and closed my eyes and summoned shadows that formed into sharp spikes, and sent them down upon the orcs as their heads were severed by pure shadow.

I did this to every ladder, but they just kept coming, more and more swarming up the ladders and a few got over the wall.

I heard Gimli and Legolas yelling and counting their kills as orcs swarmed onto the wall.

No I couldn't do it. My friends and family were too close to me, and keeping it focused for too long would knock me unconscious. No.

I would do something else.

I drew my swords and jumped up onto the wall, swinging them about and taking heads and limbs from any of the orcs that got too close.

It was hours before the rain stopped, but suddenly, there was an explosion that shook the ground in the ranks of orcs still a ways off. The dragons had found the creature with the weapon that was intended for the wall.

The excitement and triumph I felt quickly dissipated, however, when I saw another orc running, his fellow orcs making a path and holding shields over him.

"Legolas! Take him down!" Aragorn was shouting, and my brother managed to get three arrows between the defenses in the orc's arms and legs. He stumbled but kept moving.

So, I lifted my hand, and roots shot up from the ground and wound around his body, thorns pressing into his skin and he stumbled and fell, the weapon hitting the ground ten feet from the wall...

...and detonated.