The Daughter of Sauron

He knew she was the daughter of the greatest evil known to Middle Earth. He knew that by marching her to her death, he would be saving the lives of millions. Is that why he has fallen so in love with her?

I only own Ruya, the daughter of Sauron. all other characters to their rightful owners! This is a legolasXoc fanfiction! Do not hate! Please read, rate, comment, and enjoy :)

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9. Changing Course

The following day, the Fellowship found themselves climbing the step path out of Rivendell and into a land of deep valleys and turbulent waters. Gandalf led the way, Ruya and Frodo walking hand in hand beside him. Legolas traveled farther ahead, keeping an eye out for danger. Sam led Bill along the path while Merry and Pippin walked beside Gimli, listening with awe as the Dwarf spun stories of valiant warriors and beautiful princesses. Taking the rear was Boromir and Aragorn, the men casually chatting amongs themselves.

More often than not Aragorn would glance up to see Boromir gazing longingly at the daughter of Sauron. It made the ranger uncomfortable, knowing full well that the Gondorian couldn't be thinking pleasant thoughts about her. Every time Ruya would glance behind, the brown haired man would meet her gaze and smile. At first, she had smiled back. But after the third or fourth time, she looked to Aragorn for help.

"Gandalf," he called ahead, causing the wizard to stop and turn, "perhaps we should rest here for a bit. The little ones are tired."

Gandalf gazed around until her found a small hill covered in bushes not far ahead and nodded, "There's a good spot. See if you can find some food," his eyes drifted to Boromir, who was once again staring at Ruya, "and take Boromir with you."

"Perhaps I should stay," the Gondorian quickly said, "never know what might be lurking nearby."

"I'll keep an eye out," Legolas snapped as he returned to the group, "nothing gets by me."

Seeing that he was not going to win, Boromir nodded and turned to follow the ranger. Ruya gave a sigh of relief as she turned to the prince.

"Thank you, Legolas."

Smiling, he nodded and took up a position on a large boulder. The group began to set camp, Pippin helping Gimli set out sleeping rolls while Sam and Merry started a fire. Gandalf led Ruya and Frodo away from the group, his gaze fixed on a range of mountains which rose sharply into the clouds.

"We must hold this course west of the Misty Mountains for forty days," he said, pointing to the rock formation, "if our luck holds, the Gap of Rohan will still be open to us. From there, our road turns east to Mordor."

Frodo felt Ruya's grip tighten. He glanced up to see her gazing at the Misty Mountains, all the color draining from her face.

"Ruya?"

Gandalf glanced at the elf, noticing where she stared, "Ah, the Misty Mountains. Not the best of memories, I take it."

"Five hundred years," she breathed, shaking slightly, "in that darkness with only a madman to keep me company. I never wish to step foot there again."

Smiling, Gandalf slowly pulled her into a hug. She returned the kind gesture, gently pulling Frodo into it. The trio didn't move for many moments, standing silently in each others arms. Ruya finally pulled away when Sam called Frodo over to help him start the soup. Slowly, the she-elf made her way to Legolas' side on the boulder.

The prince turned to her with a bright smile, holding out his hand to help her onto the large rock. They sat beside one another, her head on his shoulder and his fingers intertwined with hers.

"You know," he smirked as he turned to whisper in her ear, "the moment I first met you was the happiest moment of my life."

"You do realize you're talking about when I hit you in the head with a shovel, right?"

He chuckled, nodding. Ruya had been traveling with Bilbo and Thorin to reclaim a Dwarven keep from the dragon known as Smaug. Legolas' people had captured the Dwarves but failed to notice Bilbo and Ruya, who had become invisible thanks to her abilities. The pair freed the Dwarves, who accidentally alerted the elves when they made their escape in barrels down a river. In order to buy her friends time to escape, Ruya lay in waiting with a shovel and hit the first elf coming her way.

That elf had been Legolas. Dazing him slightly, Ruya fled to fight off the Orcs chasing her comrades. The prince, completely smitten with the young warrior, chased after her. In the commotion, Ruya had gotten separated from the group and was stuck traveling with the young elf. At first, she thought he was a bit stuck up and annoying. After many hours of traveling together along with some scuffles against Orc packs, the pair became very close. He helped her improve with her bow and she revealed her greatest secret; her lineage.

At first, Legolas wasn't sure how to handle the fact that her father was Sauron himself. But after realizing that she was nothing like her father, he asked if she would be his. Ruya had refused, stating that she would never give her father something to use against her. However; the pair couldn't fight their growing feelings for one another and continued to fall deeper and deeper in love.

Movement tore Ruya out of her memories as she noticed Boromir and Aragorn returning to the camp. Each man held a large rabbit and carried a boar between the two of them. The Gondoroian's gaze snapped in her direction, becoming furious at the sight of their hands intertwined. Avoiding his gaze, Ruya blinked in surprise as Legolas released her hand to wrap a protective arm around her shoulders. The man and elf glared at one another, not breaking eye contact until Pippin tapped Boromir on the shoulder.

"Boromir," he gazed down at the curly haired Hobbit, "will you teach me to use a sword?"

Smirking, he nodded and drew his blade, "Of course. First rule: keep your weight evenly distributed."

Pippin picked up his short sword and followed suit, Merry hurrying over to join the lesson.

 

An hour later, Merry and Pippin had greatly improved, easily deflecting Boromir's slow attacks. Sam and Frodo huddled around the camp fire, slowly stirring a bubbling stew. Ruya sat beside Legolas, who stood on the boulder gazing out at the open plain. Gandalf, Gimli, and Aragorn watched boromir's lessons with interest, chuckling as the Hobbits' movements slowly became smoother.

"Get away from the blade, Pippin," the Gondorian instructed, "on your toes! Good. Very good. I want you to react, not think."

Sam gave a chuckled from the fire, "Shouldn't be too hard for you, Pip."

Ruya chuckled as the Hobbits continued to parry the man's sword.

Aragorn watched Pippin's movements, "Move your feet."

Pippin obeyed, giving a strong parry and causing Boromir to stumble a bit.

Merry chuckled as he stepped forward, "Quite good, Pippin."

"Thanks."

Reaching up to give Legolas' hand one last squeeze, Ruya left to join the group. She stood beside Gandalf as Gimli turned to the wizard.

"If anyone were to ask for my opinion-"

Ruya smirked, "Which we have not."

"I would say that we are taking the long way around," the Dwarf continued, "Gandalf, we can pass through the mines of Moria. My cousin, Balin, would give us a royal welcome."

Ruya glanced up at her companion, noting his grave look.

"No Gimli," he sighed, shaking his head, "I would not take the road through Moria unless I had no other choice."

Before the Dwarf could urge his taller companion to reconsider, Pippin gave a cry of pain. Ruya turned to see him holding a small cut on the back of his hand caused by Boromir's thrust. She shook her head with a chuckle as the Hobbit dropped his sword to tackle the man to the ground, Merry following suit. Boromir laughed as the boys kept him pinned, struggling to remove them.

Smirking, Aragorn approached the trio in attempts to help the Gondorian. In one fluid motion, Merry and Pippin grabbed his ankles and flipped him onto his back. The ranger lay stunned, the air completely gone from his lungs. Ruya and Frodo burst into a fit of laughter, Gandalf smirking and giving a throaty laugh while Gimli pointed and laughed at the two men as Merry and Pippin danced around them.

Ruya turned towards Legolas, hoping to see his bright smile and hear his laugh. Her fellow elf, however, was gazing intently at a dark cloud in the distance. Joining his side once again, she followed his gaze.

"What is that," she asked," a wisp of cloud?"

"It's moving fast," Legolas answered, "against the wind."

Kneeling down, Ruya narrowed her eyes in attempts to make out the shape. Suddenly, her eyes widened with fear.

"Crebain from Dunland!"

Her cry caused the others to freeze before Aragorn yanked Merry and Pippin into motion, "Hide!"

"Sam! Frodo," Boromir grasped the boys' wrists, "take cover!"

Gimli and Gandalf scooped up the bed rolls while Aragorn dumped water onto the fire and kicked the soup pot into the bushes. The Fellowship scrambled into whatever cover they could find, Legolas grabbing Ruya's hand and sliding beneath a bush. The elf held her close to her chest, his heart beating frantically. They fell silent, jumping slightly as the sound of wings flapping furiously surrounded them. A regiment of giant crows flew low overhead, circling and wheeling above the area they had been moments before.

Legolas felt Ruya shaking violently. Slowly, so as not to rustle the bush above him, he gazed down at her. His breath caught in his throat as she gazed back at him with crimson red eyes and a large smirk. She pushed against him, trying to crawl out from her hiding spot. Acting quickly, Legolas placed a tight arm around her chest and held her close. With his free hand, he pulled her face into his chest. The daughter of Sauron struggled against him, her frustrated grunts muffled by his shirt.

Suddenly, the horde of birds turned and retreated back into the south. The Fellowship waited until they were sure the wretched things were gone before crawling from their hiding spots. Legolas didn't move, glancing down in time to see Ruya's eyes fade from red back to their normal gold.

"Ruya?"

"Oh Legolas!"

The she-elf flung herself into his chest, sobbing softly.

"It's all right," he whispered, gently kissing her forehead, "You're safe now."

"Ruya? Ruya!"

Hearing Frodo's frantic cry, she pulled away from Legolas and climbed out of her hiding spot. The Hobbit spotted her and rushed into her arms. She caught him and held him tightly, glancing up to catch Merry and Pippin as they rushed towards her as well.

"Where's Sam," she asked, "Sam?"

"Here," he called out as he joined them, laying a hand on her shoulder, "I'm here."

"Thank goodness," she sighed with relief, reaching up to lay her hand on top of his, "you're all safe."

"Spies of Saruman," Gandalf scowled, watching as the black cloud became smaller with each passing second, "the passage south is being watched."

Aragorn, who had knelt beside Ruya and the Hobbits, shared a glance with the wizard.

"We must take the pass of Caradhras."

 

The following day, the Fellowship found themselves clambering through rock and snow. Gandalf once again led the way, Ruya and Legolas walking easily on top of the snow due to their extremely light weight. Behind them the Hobbits and Gimli tried to burrow a path for themselves through the shoulder high snowdrifts. Boromir and Aragorn were guiding Bill along the path their smaller companions made.

Suddenly, Frodo slipped on a piece of hidden shale. He tumbled face first into the snow and began to roll back down the path. Acting quick, Ruya dove after him. The elf grasped his hand and pulled him into her chest. Protecting his head with her arm, she endured the brutal cuts she received from sharp stones hidden in the snow. The pair slid past Aragorn and Boromir, startling Bill. The two men chased after their sliding companions, Aragorn reaching for Frodo while Boromir desperately grasped at the elf's arms.

Suddenly, Frodo slipped from Ruya's grasp and slowed to a stop in Aragorn's arms. Ruya dug her hands into the snow, trying to grab anything to stop her sliding. Suddenly, she felt something grasp her wrist and pull her into a warm chest. Breathing heavily, she glanced up to meet Boromir's eyes. She blinked in surprise, gulping as his grip tightened on her.

"Boromir?"

"It is a strange fate," he murmured in her ear, watching as her wounds healed themselves, "that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing," he reached up to stroke her cheek, "such a small, fragile thing."

The Gondorian's eyes never left Ruya's sending a wave of fear through her body. She could faintly hear Aragorn telling Boromir to release her, yet a faint humming began to drone on in her ears. Unable to tear her gaze from the man, she listened as the hum soon became a deafening roar as the man leaned in towards her lips. Suddenly, she gave a scream and shoved Boromir from her. Tumbling backwards, she scrambled into Aragorn's awaiting arms hiding her face in his chest while Frodo placed himself between her and the brown haired man.

"As you wish," he said with a smirk, ruffling the Hobbit's hair, "I care not."

As the Gondorian turned to walk away, Ruya noticed Aragorn's hand moving away from the hilt of his sword.

"Ruya," Legolas' voice caused her to glance up in time to see him slide down the snow towards her, "are you all right?"

 

By the time the group had reached the pass, a horrible snowstorm had set in. Ruya held tightly onto Frodo and Pippin. She carried them with ease, holding Frodo like a toddler against her chest while Pippin rode upon her back. Both Hobbits had their noses buried into her, trying to keep warm. Ahead of her, Legolas and Gandalf led the way. Boromir and Aragorn each carried one of the remaining Hobbits while Gimli rode on the back of Bill. Suddenly, she paused. The wind whistled in her ears, yet there was something else as well. A dark energy carried on the wind currents and slamming itself against the stone around her.

"Gandalf," the wizard looked back to see her fear filled eyes, "something's wrong."

"I can hear it too," Legolas nodded, "there is a foul voice in the air."

Turning into the wind, Gandalf closed his eyes. Indeed, there was a voice sweeping across the wind.

"It's Saruman!"

The voice continued, gradually becoming louder.

"He's trying to bring down the mountain," Aragorn called urgently, "we have to turn back."

Gandalf shook his head, his grip on his staff tightening, "No!"

Raising his weapon, Gandalf began chanting into the wind against the foul magic of Saruman. Ruya watched, listening as the white wizard's voice rolled past the fellowship like thunder. 

Suddenly, lightning flashed above them and the mountain shook below them. Glancing up, Ruya watched as large stones and snow plummeted towards them.

"Against the wall!"

Pulling Pippin from her back, Legolas covered the Hobbit's body with his own. Frodo clung tightly to her, shivering not from the cold but from fear. The rocks fell past the fellowship, yet the snow blanketed them in a thick layer of cold and ice. Acting quickly, Ruya stood up and pulled Frodo from beneath the snow. He gave a cough, spitting out the few flakes which had entered his mouth. Looking behind her, she breathed with relief as Boromir, Aragorn, Sam, Merry, and Gimli emerged from the snow like groundhogs. Ahead of her, she could hear Pippin coughing while Legolas pulled Gandalf from the snow.

"We must get off the mountain," Boromir said, "make for the Gap of Rohan and take the West road to my city."

Ruya's eyes locked with the Gondorian's. Though his plan seemed to make sense, she knew that if she ever entered the city of Gondor, she would never make it back out.

"The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard," Aragorn said, standing between the pair, "it's too risky."

"We cannot pass over the mountain," Gimli shouted from Bill's back, "let us go under it. Let us travel through the mines of Moria."

Ruya and Gandalf shared a grim look. She knew all too well why he was hesitant to travel through the mines of Moria. She knew what the dwarves, who had mined too greedily and deeply, had awoken in the darkness of Khazad-dum. A creature of shadow and flame.

"Let Frodo decide," Gandalf's voice cut through her thoughts, "let the child's bearer make the choice."

Blinking in surprise, Frodo could feel Ruya's grip tighten on him. Whether it be to shield him from the cold or give him a clue as to what to pick, he wasn't sure. He thought of their options. Gandalf and Ruya seemed really reluctant to travel through Moria, yet the Gap of Rohan would take them too close to Isengard. On top of that, Saruman's spies were watching the south road. There was truly no other choice.

"We will go through the mines."

Ruya sighed as Gandalf nodded, "So be it."

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