A/N: This is a crossover fic. That means characters from different books
merged into one story. This particular one has The Dark is Rising, His
Dark Materials, Harry Potter, and Lord of the Rings characters in it so if
you haven't read any of those books please don't read this as there are
some spoilers and things that might not make sense. I don't own any of the
books above mentioned. I'm just doing this for fun. Some events have been
changed from the books but most of them are intentional, I didn't forget
how the books ended or what happens in them. In later chapters as there
will be two different Wills in this story I will refer to them as Will P.
and Will S. but only if they are together. Will S. is from the Dark is
Rising and Will P. is from His Dark Materials. This story takes place a
year after Silver on the Tree, The Amber Spyglass and Harry Potter and the
Goblet of Fire and at the same time Frodo is setting out on his quest.
Please review. Flames will be used to keep me warm in the freezing Georgia
winter. Now, on with the show!
THE BEGINNING A New Rising Begins
Bran Davies of Clwyd Farm walked along the path towards Happy Valley. He was thinking about last summer with Will when a Land Rover pulled up next to him. The window was rolled down and John Rowlands smiled at him.
"Got a surprise for you Bran bach." He motioned at the seat beside him and Bran peered past.
"Will!"
"Hey Bran. How are you?"
"Great. I was just heading to Happy Valley. Wanna come?"
"Yes," said Will. He got out of the Land Rover and together the two of them walked along the road as John Rowlands sped off.
"Why are you here Will?"
"The Dark is rising again."
"What!? How? I mean, didn't we beat them once and for all?"
"We thought so, yes. But not all the Dark rode to the end of the universe and those that remained called the others back to earth. They are not as strong as they once were but the must be stopped before they can gain a hold on the minds of men."
"We must get Eirias back then."
"Yes. We must lift the enchantment we set upon it. That is why you were going to Happy Valley correct?"
"Yes. I suppose it was even if I didn't really know it. Well. Why are we standing around? Let's go get the sword." Will grinned at Bran and the two of them started running towards the valley.
The Adventure Begins
Will walked through the streets of Oxford back to Mary Malone's house. It had been one year since he and Lyra had parted and he still missed her terribly. His cat dæmon was on a loose leash since people got suspicious otherwise and his eyes were on the ground. He wasn't sure what he thought to find but it certainly wasn't a 7 ½ inch knife. He caught his breath. The Subtle Knife! But it had been broken, hadn't it? On impulse he reached down and picked it up. He told himself he was just going to see if it still worked but his conscience told him otherwise. You just wanna see Lyra, it taunted. He ignored it, stretched out his hand and cut through into Lyra's world.
He was in front of a boarding school and it had just rained. A sign over the door read Dame Hannah's School for Girls. He stepped through the window and closed it behind him. Feeling self-conscious he walked forward and knocked on the door. A youngish woman opened the door and asked, "May I help you?"
"Uh- yeah. Do you know a Lyra Silvertongue?"
"Yes, she is a student here. A special friend of Dame Hannah's."
"Could I see her?" Will asked. He was barely able to contain his joy. He'd get to see Lyra again!
"I suppose that would be alright. Come in. I'll go and find her."
Will walked into the hall and stood looking around awkwardly. A few seconds later the woman returned with Lyra. She saw Will and gasped.
"Will? Is it really you?"
He nodded and she flung herself at him. "Oh Will! I missed you so much!"
"So did I," he said, holding her close. The woman sensed that they needed to be alone and left. Their dæmons were playing on the floor. A mock battle.
"How, how did you get here?"
Will held out the knife. "I found this in my Oxford as I was walking home. I have a feeling that we'll need it soon."
"Me too," said Lyra, "me too."
Beginning of a Dark Plot
Harry and Ron walked towards their dormitory. Hermione walked beside them chattering happily about her summer in Bulgaria (A/N: Bulgaria rules!) with Krum. Harry had spent the summer with Ron at his home the Burrow. A whole summer of lying around dozing and maybe waking up for a while to play chess or Quidditch. It had been wonderful. At the portrait hole they spoke the password and entered the common room.
As they sat down in the huge chairs by the fire Neville came in holding a package.
"This is for you three," he said looking puzzled, "Some guy told me to give it to you." Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other worriedly. Was it Lord Voldemort?
Harry took it carefully and opened it. "It's just a book!"
Ron and Hermione peered at it carefully. "Looks like a diary," said Hermione reaching for it at the same moment Ron and Harry did. When Harry touched it he felt the familiar jerk behind his navel that meant a Portkey. He tried to let go but found his finger stuck to the book. He wondered where they were being taken.
The Quest of the Ring Begins
"I will take it," said a small voice, barely to be heard above the arguing of the others. "I will take the Ring to Mordor," said the voice, but stronger this time, "Though. I do not know the way."
"I will help you bear this burden Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear," said the wizard Gandalf.
"If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword," said Aragorn.
The Elf Legolas stepped forward, "and my bow."
"And my axe," growled Gimli the Dwarf.
"If this is indeed the will of the Council, Gondor will see it done. You have my strength," said Boromir.
"Hey!" yelled a voice from the bushes, "Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me!"
"Indeed Samwise. It is hardly possible to separate you even when he is called to a secret council and you are not," said Elrond with a faint smile on his lips.
"We're coming too!" called Merry and Pippin running from behind pillars.
"So be it," said Elrond, "You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."
"Great," said Pippin, "Where are we going?"
A/N: Hope you like! Please review. The more reviews I get the faster I'll post the next chapter. I have the whole first book written. -Eilonwy ^_^
THE BEGINNING A New Rising Begins
Bran Davies of Clwyd Farm walked along the path towards Happy Valley. He was thinking about last summer with Will when a Land Rover pulled up next to him. The window was rolled down and John Rowlands smiled at him.
"Got a surprise for you Bran bach." He motioned at the seat beside him and Bran peered past.
"Will!"
"Hey Bran. How are you?"
"Great. I was just heading to Happy Valley. Wanna come?"
"Yes," said Will. He got out of the Land Rover and together the two of them walked along the road as John Rowlands sped off.
"Why are you here Will?"
"The Dark is rising again."
"What!? How? I mean, didn't we beat them once and for all?"
"We thought so, yes. But not all the Dark rode to the end of the universe and those that remained called the others back to earth. They are not as strong as they once were but the must be stopped before they can gain a hold on the minds of men."
"We must get Eirias back then."
"Yes. We must lift the enchantment we set upon it. That is why you were going to Happy Valley correct?"
"Yes. I suppose it was even if I didn't really know it. Well. Why are we standing around? Let's go get the sword." Will grinned at Bran and the two of them started running towards the valley.
The Adventure Begins
Will walked through the streets of Oxford back to Mary Malone's house. It had been one year since he and Lyra had parted and he still missed her terribly. His cat dæmon was on a loose leash since people got suspicious otherwise and his eyes were on the ground. He wasn't sure what he thought to find but it certainly wasn't a 7 ½ inch knife. He caught his breath. The Subtle Knife! But it had been broken, hadn't it? On impulse he reached down and picked it up. He told himself he was just going to see if it still worked but his conscience told him otherwise. You just wanna see Lyra, it taunted. He ignored it, stretched out his hand and cut through into Lyra's world.
He was in front of a boarding school and it had just rained. A sign over the door read Dame Hannah's School for Girls. He stepped through the window and closed it behind him. Feeling self-conscious he walked forward and knocked on the door. A youngish woman opened the door and asked, "May I help you?"
"Uh- yeah. Do you know a Lyra Silvertongue?"
"Yes, she is a student here. A special friend of Dame Hannah's."
"Could I see her?" Will asked. He was barely able to contain his joy. He'd get to see Lyra again!
"I suppose that would be alright. Come in. I'll go and find her."
Will walked into the hall and stood looking around awkwardly. A few seconds later the woman returned with Lyra. She saw Will and gasped.
"Will? Is it really you?"
He nodded and she flung herself at him. "Oh Will! I missed you so much!"
"So did I," he said, holding her close. The woman sensed that they needed to be alone and left. Their dæmons were playing on the floor. A mock battle.
"How, how did you get here?"
Will held out the knife. "I found this in my Oxford as I was walking home. I have a feeling that we'll need it soon."
"Me too," said Lyra, "me too."
Beginning of a Dark Plot
Harry and Ron walked towards their dormitory. Hermione walked beside them chattering happily about her summer in Bulgaria (A/N: Bulgaria rules!) with Krum. Harry had spent the summer with Ron at his home the Burrow. A whole summer of lying around dozing and maybe waking up for a while to play chess or Quidditch. It had been wonderful. At the portrait hole they spoke the password and entered the common room.
As they sat down in the huge chairs by the fire Neville came in holding a package.
"This is for you three," he said looking puzzled, "Some guy told me to give it to you." Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other worriedly. Was it Lord Voldemort?
Harry took it carefully and opened it. "It's just a book!"
Ron and Hermione peered at it carefully. "Looks like a diary," said Hermione reaching for it at the same moment Ron and Harry did. When Harry touched it he felt the familiar jerk behind his navel that meant a Portkey. He tried to let go but found his finger stuck to the book. He wondered where they were being taken.
The Quest of the Ring Begins
"I will take it," said a small voice, barely to be heard above the arguing of the others. "I will take the Ring to Mordor," said the voice, but stronger this time, "Though. I do not know the way."
"I will help you bear this burden Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear," said the wizard Gandalf.
"If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword," said Aragorn.
The Elf Legolas stepped forward, "and my bow."
"And my axe," growled Gimli the Dwarf.
"If this is indeed the will of the Council, Gondor will see it done. You have my strength," said Boromir.
"Hey!" yelled a voice from the bushes, "Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me!"
"Indeed Samwise. It is hardly possible to separate you even when he is called to a secret council and you are not," said Elrond with a faint smile on his lips.
"We're coming too!" called Merry and Pippin running from behind pillars.
"So be it," said Elrond, "You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."
"Great," said Pippin, "Where are we going?"
A/N: Hope you like! Please review. The more reviews I get the faster I'll post the next chapter. I have the whole first book written. -Eilonwy ^_^