Authors note: To those of whom i do not know yet have decided to learn the history of the tale I now weave, Please note that this is indeed fanfiction and well... I dont need to say much else really, merely that I wish you to enjoy my story and review it as you see fit, for while I may show promise as a storyteller and writer (Hey, its not that improbable, who knows maybe I'll be competent) One mind cannot possibly see the best path for every facet of a story, much less a crossover such as this. Please, listenn well as I begin, well... perhaps not at the beginning, but at something before the beginning, not before time, but in between its ripples.
Disclaimer : The world of The Hobbit and The Lord Of The Rings belongs to J.R.R Tolkien While the Following Stories and or movies (take your pick because they really are all stories told in a different way), Rise Of The Guardians belongs to DreamWorks as does How To Train Your Dragon whilst Brave belongs to Disney Pixar ( Hah! i dont think many put Pixar in... Does that mean its not a legal disclaimer then...hmm... something to check later) And Tangled belongs to Disney, just Disney. Needless to say that the corresponding characters who inhabit the aformentioned worlds belong to their creators same as the worlds themselves. (please don't make me mention all of the characters, that would be extremely tedious). Any OCs [original characters] are mine though they will most likely be few and far in between.
In a land well known the clock turns slowly before stopping. Upon this moment the sun paused and the moon waited, twas but a second and nothing more... Yet it was more than enough, The clock had been reversed. Countless stories rewritten and erased to begin anew as a twist of fate struck Middle Earth, A new journey was at hand. Something far differing from its predecessor, how so? Come Come, sit by the fire and warm the chill from your bones. Listen well and learn as I weave a tale of fantastical occurrences not without knights and warriors, dragons of fire and demons of the night... And still, A touch of magic to my tale I should think would do nicely. You have come this far my friend, tell me... Would you like to hear more? Sadly our tale begins not in the shire but to the east where a gathering of wizards and elves await.