Summary: History, acknowledged as such or not, is doomed to repeat itself. People, going blissfully about their everyday lives are suddenly thrown into an epic adventure.
Frodo James Baggert, victim of fate and irony, has grown up with Tolkien's Lord of the Rings all his life. Many times he is faced with things all too similar to the trilogy he loves. Now things are speeding up and becoming all too familiar as he inherits a golden Ring from his Uncle. Now he is faced with something darker than he ever imagined.


Note: I do not own any of the character's created by J.R.R Tolkiens, likeness or otherwise, nor any of the locations. If I actually wrote 'The Lord of the Rings', I wouldn't be on such a crummy computer.
Also, since I put this up, I have made a few changes to the ages of the "hobbit-group".

"Prologue"


Middle-Earth, long forgotten to man as were its creatures small and large was only remembered in literature, thanks to a particularly gifted man, J.R.R Tolkien. He set the grounds for fantasy, as it is often said... or did he actually lay out pages upon pages of forgotten lore and history? This is easy to dispute.
Alas, not all was to remain in bliss and near ignorance. Darkness was stirring again, reaching like a shadow over lands it had not seen in ages. History, it seems, is doomed to repeat itself.
Irony only plays a small part in most people's lives, but there are some that live with it as a constant companion to their daily toils. Some are aware of irony to history and lore, and some remain ignorant and think nothing more of it. Some, irony is laid out so plainly by those who's company they keep (even their own) that there is no denying it.