*Does not own any characters, never read LotR, so expect all kinds of errors in regards to it, no offence is intended.*
**Placed in Series Three of Buffy. Pretty obvious where it fits in.**
***For my Psycho and my favourite Baby Bunny. Love you guys muchly :) ***
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"Frodo, give me the ring," Boromir said more menacingly this time as he advanced on the cowering Hobbit.
Frodo stumbled backwards over the hillside as Boromir kept moving forwards. The ring had spun its evil influence through his mind and infused him with the need to have it, to possess it. Frodo looked around but he could see no way out. Boromir was blocking his escape and was almost twice his size. He didn't want to use the ring, it would give away their position to those following, but Frodo could see no other way out. He slowly slipped the ring onto his finger and disappeared from Boromir's sight. He rolled slightly to the side as Boromir lunged for where he'd last seen Frodo. Frodo cringed as Boromir howled with rage when he discovered he was no longer there. He lay holding his breath as he watched Boromir, his head in his hands, sobbing silently. Slowly he started making his way down the hillside, careful not to give away his presence.
"You shouldn't have done that," came the voice of Aragorn from behind him as he took the ring from his finger. "They'll know we're here now."
"I had no choice," Frodo replied, turning slightly to face him. "Boromir...."
Aragorn nodded. As he'd expected, the other man had snapped and made a move for the ring. Its evilness had corrupted him. There was no way Boromir could be trusted with Frodo now. Who knew if or when he'd try to take the ring again. And what if next time, he succeeded? His thoughts snapped back to the present. Had he heard Frodo correctly? Was the little Hobbit really offering him the ring? Aragorn looked at it lying in the palm of Frodo's hand. The light gently kissed it, sending golden rays up into his eyes. Frodo was offering absolute power to him and Aragorn knew he was tempted by it, for two seconds. Gently he closed his hand over the little Hobbit's, closing his fingers back around it. It had to be destroyed.
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"Is she staying then?" Willow asked Buffy.
Buffy nodded. They had saved Faith from being sent back to England and to the Watcher's Council, but what they would do with her now was the question. Buffy didn't know if she could trust her again, and slaying was hard enough without not being able to trust the person you were slaying with. She'd always had doubts about Faith and now she was sure she had been proven right on them. She'd always enjoyed the slaying far more than she should. And now with the death of the Deputy Mayor, Buffy was even more sure tha something wasn't right with Faith. Whether or not they could help her was anyone's guess. She only hoped it wasn't too late. Angel had tried and he might have succeeded, but with the intervention of the Watcher's, his work was most likely in vain.
"Buffy?" Willow said softly.
"Sorry Wills, I was miles away," she replied, pushing her hair back behind her ear. "I just don't know what we're going to do now. I mean, Faith killed a man, and everything has changed. How do we move on now?"
"I don't know Buff."
"Did you get everything?" the Demon demanded.
The vampire cowered before him. He held out the amulet and the lock of virgin's hair. It had been a bit of a mission finding the hair, but he'd managed to find it in the end.
"Good,"the Demon said as he took them and walked back to his books. "Not much longer and it will finally be mine. I have waited forever to possess it, and this time, I will not be denied."
"You had no right to interfere, it was Council business," Wesley snapped.
"And if you had of left things alone, we would have been able to deal with it appropriately in our own way," Giles snapped back.
"Whoa! War of the Watchers," Xander wise cracked.
"Not now Xander," both Watchers shouted.
Giles wasn't in the mood for all this. He had enough to deal with and the last thing he wanted was Xander's remarks adding fuel to the fire. He'd lost his position as Buffy's Watcher and now there was Wesley to deal with and Faith out of control as well. Maybe it was time for him to give up. To go do all the things he had always dreamt of doing. But deep down, he had loved his duties as Watcher, and he had grown to love Buffy. She was like the daughter he'd never had but always wanted. There was no way he could or would abandon her. Especially not to an inexperienced Watcher like Wesley. He obviously had had no idea what the world of a Slayer was like. It would be quite a wake up call for him. He'd almost blown things and gotten them killed by Balthazar. Luckily, Angel had arrived in time and Balthazar had been killed.
"So...er..what happens next?" Wesley finally said.
"You are the Watcher," Giles said as he grabbed his bag. "You figure it out."
He strode out the door leaving Wesley and Xander alone in the library. Xander was not sure whether he should follow Giles or stay. Either way, it was late and he needed to get home.
"I've gotta..go too," he said awkwardly, standing and slowly walking to the door.
"Its quite alright," Wesley replied. "I have a lot to read up on. Goodnight."
Xander waved as he left the library. Things were definately getting odd around here now and he wasn't liking it.
The Demon started his chant. Soft and slow at first. It was hard for any of the vampires to hear him. Then it picked up in volume and speed. His eyes growing wide and his hands raising up, the amulet swinging in his left hand. The gem in its centre started glowing. A sudden wind sprung up from nowhere in the closed room.
Muttering softly, many of the vampires started stepping back. This was scaring them. They were used to most things but they had never seen anything like this before. This was dark magic and many weren't sure of it. They watched in terrified silence as the Demon, now screaming his chant, summoned the thing he desired.
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Frodo smiled at Aragorn. He knew now he could trust him. That felt good.
"Run," Aragorn shouted as arrows started striking the ground around them.
They had been found by the Orcs. Frodo looked at Aragorn, but the man pushed him aside.
"Frodo, run," he said softly. "They mustn't get the ring."
Frodo turned and ran, leaving Aragorn to face the Orcs alone. He gripped the ring tight in his hand, not sure if he'd ever see the man again. He stumbled through the woods, desperately trying to reach the safety of the boats. He'd endangered everyone long enough. Gandalf was lost and Boromir could no longer be trusted. He'd go on alone.
He made it to the shore of the river. Looking back up the hill, he had no idea of the fierce battle going on behind him. He couldn't see Legolas and Gimli fighting beside Aragorn. Nor could he see Boromir finally realising his purpose and fighting off Orcs too as he tried to protect Merry and Pippin, and failing. He didn't know of Boromir's sacrifice and his death. All he knew was this ring in his little hand was evil and he needed to destroy it, and soon.
Sam found him as he was preparing to leave and wouldn't let him go alone. After a struggle to get him in the boat, Frodo looked at him.
"You shouldn't have done that Sam," he said sadly.
"I couldn't let you go alone," he replied. "I promised."
Frodo smiled. Sam was the one true friend he'd always had. He was glad for his company.
"We need to destroy this ring," Frodo said as he opened his hand.
"Ring?" Sam asked, looking down into Frodo's hand. "Where is it?"
Frodo looked at his hand. The ring was gone.
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The Demon let out a loud howl and opened his hand. Nestled in it was...the ring.
**Placed in Series Three of Buffy. Pretty obvious where it fits in.**
***For my Psycho and my favourite Baby Bunny. Love you guys muchly :) ***
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"Frodo, give me the ring," Boromir said more menacingly this time as he advanced on the cowering Hobbit.
Frodo stumbled backwards over the hillside as Boromir kept moving forwards. The ring had spun its evil influence through his mind and infused him with the need to have it, to possess it. Frodo looked around but he could see no way out. Boromir was blocking his escape and was almost twice his size. He didn't want to use the ring, it would give away their position to those following, but Frodo could see no other way out. He slowly slipped the ring onto his finger and disappeared from Boromir's sight. He rolled slightly to the side as Boromir lunged for where he'd last seen Frodo. Frodo cringed as Boromir howled with rage when he discovered he was no longer there. He lay holding his breath as he watched Boromir, his head in his hands, sobbing silently. Slowly he started making his way down the hillside, careful not to give away his presence.
"You shouldn't have done that," came the voice of Aragorn from behind him as he took the ring from his finger. "They'll know we're here now."
"I had no choice," Frodo replied, turning slightly to face him. "Boromir...."
Aragorn nodded. As he'd expected, the other man had snapped and made a move for the ring. Its evilness had corrupted him. There was no way Boromir could be trusted with Frodo now. Who knew if or when he'd try to take the ring again. And what if next time, he succeeded? His thoughts snapped back to the present. Had he heard Frodo correctly? Was the little Hobbit really offering him the ring? Aragorn looked at it lying in the palm of Frodo's hand. The light gently kissed it, sending golden rays up into his eyes. Frodo was offering absolute power to him and Aragorn knew he was tempted by it, for two seconds. Gently he closed his hand over the little Hobbit's, closing his fingers back around it. It had to be destroyed.
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"Is she staying then?" Willow asked Buffy.
Buffy nodded. They had saved Faith from being sent back to England and to the Watcher's Council, but what they would do with her now was the question. Buffy didn't know if she could trust her again, and slaying was hard enough without not being able to trust the person you were slaying with. She'd always had doubts about Faith and now she was sure she had been proven right on them. She'd always enjoyed the slaying far more than she should. And now with the death of the Deputy Mayor, Buffy was even more sure tha something wasn't right with Faith. Whether or not they could help her was anyone's guess. She only hoped it wasn't too late. Angel had tried and he might have succeeded, but with the intervention of the Watcher's, his work was most likely in vain.
"Buffy?" Willow said softly.
"Sorry Wills, I was miles away," she replied, pushing her hair back behind her ear. "I just don't know what we're going to do now. I mean, Faith killed a man, and everything has changed. How do we move on now?"
"I don't know Buff."
"Did you get everything?" the Demon demanded.
The vampire cowered before him. He held out the amulet and the lock of virgin's hair. It had been a bit of a mission finding the hair, but he'd managed to find it in the end.
"Good,"the Demon said as he took them and walked back to his books. "Not much longer and it will finally be mine. I have waited forever to possess it, and this time, I will not be denied."
"You had no right to interfere, it was Council business," Wesley snapped.
"And if you had of left things alone, we would have been able to deal with it appropriately in our own way," Giles snapped back.
"Whoa! War of the Watchers," Xander wise cracked.
"Not now Xander," both Watchers shouted.
Giles wasn't in the mood for all this. He had enough to deal with and the last thing he wanted was Xander's remarks adding fuel to the fire. He'd lost his position as Buffy's Watcher and now there was Wesley to deal with and Faith out of control as well. Maybe it was time for him to give up. To go do all the things he had always dreamt of doing. But deep down, he had loved his duties as Watcher, and he had grown to love Buffy. She was like the daughter he'd never had but always wanted. There was no way he could or would abandon her. Especially not to an inexperienced Watcher like Wesley. He obviously had had no idea what the world of a Slayer was like. It would be quite a wake up call for him. He'd almost blown things and gotten them killed by Balthazar. Luckily, Angel had arrived in time and Balthazar had been killed.
"So...er..what happens next?" Wesley finally said.
"You are the Watcher," Giles said as he grabbed his bag. "You figure it out."
He strode out the door leaving Wesley and Xander alone in the library. Xander was not sure whether he should follow Giles or stay. Either way, it was late and he needed to get home.
"I've gotta..go too," he said awkwardly, standing and slowly walking to the door.
"Its quite alright," Wesley replied. "I have a lot to read up on. Goodnight."
Xander waved as he left the library. Things were definately getting odd around here now and he wasn't liking it.
The Demon started his chant. Soft and slow at first. It was hard for any of the vampires to hear him. Then it picked up in volume and speed. His eyes growing wide and his hands raising up, the amulet swinging in his left hand. The gem in its centre started glowing. A sudden wind sprung up from nowhere in the closed room.
Muttering softly, many of the vampires started stepping back. This was scaring them. They were used to most things but they had never seen anything like this before. This was dark magic and many weren't sure of it. They watched in terrified silence as the Demon, now screaming his chant, summoned the thing he desired.
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Frodo smiled at Aragorn. He knew now he could trust him. That felt good.
"Run," Aragorn shouted as arrows started striking the ground around them.
They had been found by the Orcs. Frodo looked at Aragorn, but the man pushed him aside.
"Frodo, run," he said softly. "They mustn't get the ring."
Frodo turned and ran, leaving Aragorn to face the Orcs alone. He gripped the ring tight in his hand, not sure if he'd ever see the man again. He stumbled through the woods, desperately trying to reach the safety of the boats. He'd endangered everyone long enough. Gandalf was lost and Boromir could no longer be trusted. He'd go on alone.
He made it to the shore of the river. Looking back up the hill, he had no idea of the fierce battle going on behind him. He couldn't see Legolas and Gimli fighting beside Aragorn. Nor could he see Boromir finally realising his purpose and fighting off Orcs too as he tried to protect Merry and Pippin, and failing. He didn't know of Boromir's sacrifice and his death. All he knew was this ring in his little hand was evil and he needed to destroy it, and soon.
Sam found him as he was preparing to leave and wouldn't let him go alone. After a struggle to get him in the boat, Frodo looked at him.
"You shouldn't have done that Sam," he said sadly.
"I couldn't let you go alone," he replied. "I promised."
Frodo smiled. Sam was the one true friend he'd always had. He was glad for his company.
"We need to destroy this ring," Frodo said as he opened his hand.
"Ring?" Sam asked, looking down into Frodo's hand. "Where is it?"
Frodo looked at his hand. The ring was gone.
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The Demon let out a loud howl and opened his hand. Nestled in it was...the ring.