((A/n: All right, I have put off this fic for way too long now. Plot is:
What if Middle-Earth really did exist…but in another dimension? What if,
after the War of the Ring, something else threatened Middle-Earth, but
encompassed our own world as well? How far would you go to stop it?))
Disclaimer: I own Lord of the Rings! And the lawn ornaments are planning to take over all the parallel dimensions! BWAHAHAHAHA! But, truthfully? I dun own LOTR. ::goes away to sulk::
A Fragile Link
Once, long ago, far out of the sphere of even the most detailed scientific research, there were links between our worlds. These links were free to all, and going between worlds and dimensions was as easy as saying a spell or reciting an incantation. Of course, there were the few that abused these links, and desired to control them all and the worlds between them. One such was Morgoth, and another Sauron. Eru and the Valar could see what Morgoth was planning to do, and shattered the links between our world and Middle-Earth. Tolkien might have stumbled upon a partially remaining link and so discovered the history of Middle-Earth. This link found by Tolkien was never mentioned to anyone, whether they were Vala, Man, Elf, or Dwarf. Until, that is, Middle-Earth was threatened by too great a force to oppose, one greater than even Sauron himself.
Meriadoc Brandybuck stared in fascinated horror at the ruins of what was once the Shire. His companion, Peregrin Took, sighed and shook his head as her surveyed the smoldering ashes of Hobbiton. "What did this?" he asked his elder cousin, who shrugged helplessly as he surveyed various rocks marking the places of the hurriedly buried dead. Two side-by-side stones of white marble which were stained by ashes read Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee. Frodo had been sought out first by the beings, who then had apparently tortured him for information on some link or other. When it was found that he knew nothing he was killed. Sam had died defending Rose and Elenor, who alone had survived the attack on Hobbiton. Merry gently cradled little Elenor, who had been found only a few days before, buried in the ruins of Bag End and wailing her lungs out. "I think that we should go to Rivendell…they might know something." Pippin suggested, arching an eyebrow. ((A/n: The trip to Valinor commenced without Frodo, cause he was killed by the things that attacked Hobbiton.)) Merry nodded, walking back to the saddled ponies and clambering on, Pippin hopping onto the other one as they rode for Rivendell.
((A/n: What are the things that did that to Hobbiton? Why did Kana kill off Frodo and Sam? Are there any OC's, as in most of our other stories? (::Kana mutters:: You bet there are) Okay, that question answered. When will the title come into affect? (Kanabi: When will Maureen stop asking pointless questions?) Shut up, you. ::whacks:: (Kanabi: ::covers head:: ABUSE! SHE'S ABUSING ME!) We will wait for the next chapter, which will be written by her. Again. I dun get to write. -.-))
Disclaimer: I own Lord of the Rings! And the lawn ornaments are planning to take over all the parallel dimensions! BWAHAHAHAHA! But, truthfully? I dun own LOTR. ::goes away to sulk::
A Fragile Link
Once, long ago, far out of the sphere of even the most detailed scientific research, there were links between our worlds. These links were free to all, and going between worlds and dimensions was as easy as saying a spell or reciting an incantation. Of course, there were the few that abused these links, and desired to control them all and the worlds between them. One such was Morgoth, and another Sauron. Eru and the Valar could see what Morgoth was planning to do, and shattered the links between our world and Middle-Earth. Tolkien might have stumbled upon a partially remaining link and so discovered the history of Middle-Earth. This link found by Tolkien was never mentioned to anyone, whether they were Vala, Man, Elf, or Dwarf. Until, that is, Middle-Earth was threatened by too great a force to oppose, one greater than even Sauron himself.
Meriadoc Brandybuck stared in fascinated horror at the ruins of what was once the Shire. His companion, Peregrin Took, sighed and shook his head as her surveyed the smoldering ashes of Hobbiton. "What did this?" he asked his elder cousin, who shrugged helplessly as he surveyed various rocks marking the places of the hurriedly buried dead. Two side-by-side stones of white marble which were stained by ashes read Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee. Frodo had been sought out first by the beings, who then had apparently tortured him for information on some link or other. When it was found that he knew nothing he was killed. Sam had died defending Rose and Elenor, who alone had survived the attack on Hobbiton. Merry gently cradled little Elenor, who had been found only a few days before, buried in the ruins of Bag End and wailing her lungs out. "I think that we should go to Rivendell…they might know something." Pippin suggested, arching an eyebrow. ((A/n: The trip to Valinor commenced without Frodo, cause he was killed by the things that attacked Hobbiton.)) Merry nodded, walking back to the saddled ponies and clambering on, Pippin hopping onto the other one as they rode for Rivendell.
((A/n: What are the things that did that to Hobbiton? Why did Kana kill off Frodo and Sam? Are there any OC's, as in most of our other stories? (::Kana mutters:: You bet there are) Okay, that question answered. When will the title come into affect? (Kanabi: When will Maureen stop asking pointless questions?) Shut up, you. ::whacks:: (Kanabi: ::covers head:: ABUSE! SHE'S ABUSING ME!) We will wait for the next chapter, which will be written by her. Again. I dun get to write. -.-))