Prequel to my version of The Lord of The Rings trilogy

Summit of Amon Hen

Frodo lay gasping on the summit of Amon Hen below the ancient ruins of the seeing seat. He looked up as Aragorn towered over him.

"Frodo," said Aragorn, concern etched into his weathered face.

"It has taken Boromir," said Frodo, his voice weak, his eyes heavy with guilt.

"Where is the ring?" asked Aragorn, his gaze searching.

Frodo backed away from Aragorn, his hand instinctively closing around the precious burden. Aragorn was shocked by the movement. "Stay away," said Frodo, fear lacing his words.

"Frodo, I swore to protect you," Aragorn reminded him, his tone a mix of determination and worry.

"Can you protect me from yourself?" asked Frodo, his voice barely a whisper. He uncurled his fist, and in his palm lay the ring. It glinted, gold and beautiful in the afternoon sun. "Would you destroy it?" asked Frodo, his eyes pleading.

"I would have gone with you to the end, into the very fires of Mordor," said Aragorn, his expression resolute.

"I know. Look after the others, especially Sam and Liv; they will not understand," said Frodo, a sense of sorrow in his voice.

Aragorn froze, then drew his sword. "Go, Frodo," said Aragorn, his voice unwavering.

Frodo hesitated. "Run!" yelled Aragorn, urgency lacing his words.

Frodo backed away into the trees as 200 Uruk-hai swarmed onto Amon Hen behind Aragorn. Aragorn attacked the leading Uruk-hai like a madman, bringing two down with his sword, leaping into the ruins as others closed in on him.

Frodo scrambled down the hillside, away from the fight. Aragorn battled the Uruk-hai among the pillars and blocks of Amon Hen. Despite his bravery, he was quickly surrounded. Suddenly, elven arrows and a flamethrower smashed into the Uruk-hai. Legolas and Liv raced out of the woods. Gimli leaped into battle, wielding his axe.

"Aragorn, go!" said Legolas, his voice urgent. "We'll cover you," added Liv, determination in her eyes.

Aragorn nodded, acknowledging their support. "Tepig, use flamethrower! Oshawott, use aqua jet! And Tranquil, use steel wing!" commanded Liv, giving her Pokémon orders. Liv then pulled out her samurai morpher. "Samuraizer, go go samurai!" she said, morphing into the purple ranger. "Samurai ranger, ready!" she announced, drawing her sword. "Tepig and Oshawott return, thanks for the help," said Liv, calling back her Pokémon.

Aragorn fought fiercely, but the odds were against him. Legolas, Liv, and Gimli rushed to his aid, engaging the Uruk-hai in a fierce battle.

"Keep moving, Frodo!" Aragorn's voice echoed from the ruins. "Go, and do not look back!" he shouted as he continued to fend off the relentless assault of the Uruk-hai.

Frodo, his heart heavy with the weight of the ring, pressed forward, disappearing into the cover of the trees. The sounds of battle behind him grew faint as he followed the path, his eyes fixed on his daunting journey ahead.

The clash of steel against steel, the roar of fire, and the battle cries of his friends faded behind Frodo as he made his way through the dense foliage. With every step, the burden of the ring seemed to weigh heavier upon him. His thoughts were consumed by the perilous task that lay ahead.

To be continued