Prequel to my version of The Lord of The Rings trilogy

Parth Galen Hillside

The echo of Boromir's horn reached Aragorn, Legolas, Liv, and Gimli as they battled their way down the slopes towards the lake.

"The horn of Gondor," said Legolas, his voice echoing amidst the chaos of battle.

"Boromir," Aragorn's concern was evident as he fought his way through the throng of Uruk-hai.

"Tranquil, go with him," Liv commanded her Pokémon, her blade flashing as she dispatched another orc with precision. Tranquil nodded, darting after Aragorn as he charged forward.

Liv's eyes blazed with determination as she tapped into her powers. "Spin Sword, Lightning Strike!" she called out, the energy crackling around her sword as her attack struck true.

Aragorn hacked his way through the enemy ranks, his focus on reaching Boromir and aiding his defense. With Tranquil's assistance, they made quick work of the Uruk-hai obstructing their path.

Meanwhile, Boromir fought fiercely to protect Merry and Pippin, his sword swinging with deadly precision.

"Run, run!" Boromir's voice cut through the chaos, urging the hobbits to safety.

But even as he fought, Lurtz, the leader of the Uruk-hai, took aim at Boromir. Before he could loose his arrow, Liv's Tranquil intervened, using Air Slash to disrupt his aim and give Aragorn the opportunity to knock him down.

"Thank you, Tranquil," Aragorn said, gratitude evident in his voice as he turned to Boromir. "Are you alright?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

"They took the hobbits," Boromir replied, his voice heavy with regret as he began to walk away.

"Boromir, where are you going?" Aragorn called after him, his brow furrowed with worry.

"Back to Gondor. My father is probably worried," Boromir explained, his gaze distant as he spoke. "If anyone asks, tell them something came up and I had to return home."

Aragorn nodded in understanding, watching as Boromir disappeared into the fray. Soon, Legolas, Liv, and Gimli caught up with him, their concern evident.

"Where's Boromir?" Liv asked, her eyes scanning the battlefield for any sign of their companion.

"He said something came up; he had to return home," Aragorn replied, a note of sadness in his voice.

"We should go with him," Liv suggested, her determination evident as she demorphed out of her Power Ranger form.

"No, Liv," Aragorn said gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. "This is something that he has to do alone."

Liv looked torn, but she nodded in acceptance. "Then what are we supposed to do now?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

"We continue our journey," Aragorn replied firmly, his gaze fixed on the path ahead. "But we must rescue Merry and Pippin. They are counting on us."

To be continued