Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Lord of the Rings, or Ocean's Eleven, and I am not making any money on this. I only wrote it for fun.
Summery: A.U. Parody of Lord of the Rings, and Ocean's Eleven. When Strider is released from prison, he seeks out some of his old acquaintances, and gives them the opportunity of a lifetime.
Notes: This isn't going to be exactly like Ocean's 11, because I think that would just be boring for you. So it will have a new twist, besides the obvious one. Enjoy.
Strider's Dozen
Aragorn walked down the cold stone hallway, escorted by two armed guards. He laughed at the thought, that they feared that he may try to escape them. Why would he do that? Why would he risk losing his one shot at getting out of here legally? For a fix? He thought not.
"Please state your name and title" the woman's voice spoke as he took a seat on the bench before her. "Aragorn, son of Arathorn" he answered, smiling at the name that he had not used in years.
"Well, you have quite the track record, do you know that?" she continued, eyeing him extensively. Only earning herself an innocent look from the man. "I do?" he joked, as the woman frowned at him, and began to read off the list of crimes that the ranger had been held for.
"It says here, that you vandalised the side of Lord Elrond's horse, ran off at wedded his only daughter, and reportedly stole a shirt of mithril, from a hobbit by the name of Baggins." Aragorn's jaw dropped, "he gave that to me" he corrected, defending himself.
"I am not through," she interrupted, and continued. "Twice you have impersonated various individuals, and attended secret councils that were not for your ears to hear" the man nodded, as the memories flashed by his eyes, "those were the days" he thought to himself.
"And I have yet to learn what dwarf tossing is, however you have been charged by seven different dwarves for that act." The woman's words caused Aragorn to laugh, "now I can explain that one" he began only to be stopped by the woman who cared not to hear his excuses.
" Young man, we are not here to debate whether or not you are innocent. We are hear to determine whether or not, if you are released, that you will not fall back into your old life style."
The man thought about it for a second, but quickly refocused on the situation at hand, and flatly replied. "Milady, I have learned from my mistakes, and I can assure you, I will not wind up here again."
The woman eyed Aragorn for a second, he had a sense of truth about him, and it made it hard for her to turn him down, and so, with a smile, she signed his release form. "I will hold you to that, Aragorn, son of Arathorn" she warned. He returned the grin, and rose to his feet, as one of the guards cut the ropes tying his hands.
After gathering the few belongings that he had had with him when he was brought here, Aragorn slowly, but intently walked out of the jail that he had just spent the last five years of his life in, and to his saddened surprise, no one had come to greet him in his release.
"Well," he thought to himself, "I guess I have to find them."
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