Chapter 19

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I feel something great and awake. I run away from the wall seeing the fire lit up. I howl in triumph someone managed to do it because Denethor wouldn't. I am about to howl again when I decide not to something is getting ready to come and it will be able to hear me.

I awake to hear the screeches of the Nazgul. At that very moment Gandalf goes rushing by I get up still in wolf form and hastily follow. I can see it chucking men up into the air like rag dolls.
"The White Rider!" I hear from the battlements of Minas Tirith as we ride towards the group of Rangers. Gandalf raises his staff, as we come closer, creating a shaft of light that the Nazgul swerves away from. It opens up a cloud letting in sunlight and the Nazgul circle away from the sun rays. So then the Rangers ride back to Minas Tirith.

"Open the Gates! Pull!" Yells a Ranger. I don't care what Denethor says I'm staying within the walls now. As soon as we get in the gates Gandalf pulls up.
"Mithrandir!" The leader of the men says. "They broke through our defences. They have taken the bridge and the West Bank. Battalions of Orcs are crossing the River."
"It is as the Lord Denethor predicted, long has he foreseen this doom!"
"Foreseen and done nothing!" We haven't long foreseen it coming and yet we have done more than Denethor has ever done. "Faramir? This is not the first halfling to have crossed your path," Gandalf says. So Faramir is his name, he shakes his head.
"No."
"You've seen Frodo and Sam?" Pippin asks hopeful.
"Where? When?"
"In Ithilien, not two days ago. Gandalf they are taking the road to the Morgul Vale," Faramir says.
"And then the Pass of Cirith Ungol." Gandalf is troubled by that.
"What does that mean? What's wrong?" Pippin asks confused.
"Faramir, tell me everything," Gandalf sounds urgent.

After learning of Frodo and Sam, Gandalf and Pippin go to the battlements to wait. Once again I am forced outside this time by the scared people. They know my story they have heard and they think I'm a rampaging monster. Gandalf tells me to just not fight them because it's just going to make it worse. Something good came out of being thrusted outside. The wolves had come. A small pack stands before me, probably no more than 20 the biggest was 1000 the average is about 200 to 300. They all look at me like I'm going to tell them something. I sat as a wolf so they probably didn't react, because by my guess they may have not been elves for a long time.
"The leader of your pack step forward," I said.
"You are our leader," one said.
"The one that has been leading you whilst I was not there," please don't make this hard on me to find out who I had been calling to. A quite large black male wolf stepped forward.
"I have."
"Who are you?" I asked straight out.
"Do you not recognise me sister?" He asked.
"Sister? I only had a sister I didn't have a brother."
"That is because I was many years older than you. Father had kicked me out because he said I was not fit to be alpha, I knew I was not I didn't want to be alpha. Besides I loved a girl from the Southern pack unfortunately she died years ago."
"Your name?"
"Flynn Zylphine. And we are all at your service, Alpha."
"Have you been elves anytime in the recent."
"Not in years."
"I need you to fight for me. There aren't many but it will help. A war will begin. Do not hurt men attack orcs. Fight for the ones that fight with me."
"As you wish alpha. Do you want us to stay and fight here."
"No. Wait on the borders I have friends that will be coming let them know you are with me and they will travel with you. This way you won't freak out the guards that are already here they will suspect that you are allies and just leave you to fight the orcs."
"What about you? Your out here instead of in the city."
"Because of the people being scared but I have friends in there they let them know I'm an ally." They all nod and start to walk to the borders of Gondor.
"Flynn?" I ask.
"Yes alpha?"
"Stop calling me alpha I'm your sister call me Alea." He huffs a laugh and leads the others away.

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