Carter: 1st POV

"Contact, left!"

"Be advised. insurgents approaching on our left, Neptune! You gotta take out that technical right fucking now man"

I remained in cover as my red-haired companion took a sloppy aim with his portable grenade launcher and fired. The round impacted the ground short of its intended

ducked in cover as the mounted machine gun on the truck pounded away toward him.

He turned to me, his Team Leader. I had a scowl on my face for the wasted shot. "Neptune! Drop that Technical or we are all dead!"

Neptune reloaded the grenade launcher and once again took aim. This time he properly adjusted his weapon and fired. The shot was true and in a spectacular boom, the

technical exploded, ripping the truck in half and killing all those near it.

"Tech's down, on me!" I shouted, before I moved up the street to a nearby broken wall. My Team, Neptune, Sun, Jaune, and Maine followed suit and moved tactically behind

me. As we set up near a fortified corner, I noticed my rifle was was jammed. I had just made the decision to unjam the bullet when I heard Jaune scream.

"Incoming!"

I looked up in horror to see a missile slam in to the ground just shy of the corner. Still the shockwave from the rocket threw the team on the ground. Maine and Jaune

immediately got up and began to suppress the direction where the rocket came from. I shook off debris and got up clumsily before trying to check my body. Nothing broken,

I'm good to go.

Jaune turned to me, his Ballistic goggles hiding his features as he pointed toward an abandon building to our left. I nodded and turned to Sun, who was sitting behind a broken wall,

apparently frozen from shock. Neptune next to him, paralyzed as well, even as he tied to get up

Maine reloaded his Machine gun and nodded toward me who looked at me. "Carter, We are Combat ineffective! Everyone is on reserves! If this shit gets any worse, we are

gonna be throwing rocks and four letter words at these ISIS freaks. I suggest using the combined arms approach and fall back! We can find another route and gain better

ground tomorrow."

I nodded feverishly. Alright, Blackhawks! Here's the plan! Maine suppress the Faunus. I want a fucking mad minute pounding on their location! Neptune, pop smoke after 10

seconds. Everyone else, wait ten seconds, then run as fast as you can. We are well in the proximity of the Arty rounds, got it."

Everyone nodded and I turned on my radio. "Gunfighter! Gunfighter, This is Blackhawk 3/1! Team is moving toward and abandon building, 75 yards north of our current

position. Request fire mission. I need Barrage Artillery, 50 meters south of our position. Danger close! Fire for effect! How copy, over?"

I released the button and heard the radio crackle to life. "Solid copy, Blackhawk 3/1. Artillery inbound, time on target: 45 seconds."

I clicked my radio off and spun around to my team. Alright, here we go Blackhawks. Maine! Light them the fuck up!"

Maine popped out of cover and his M249 Saw sparked to life. Her 5.56 rounds slamming into the ground, walks and any insurgents, stupid enough

to charge toward the outnumbered Fireteam. Neptune pulled out a smoke grenade and pulled the pin, before tossing it in the direction of ISIS. I waited for the

smoke to billow before I have my final command. "Blackhawks, fallback, NOW!"

The Fireteam immediately turned tail and bolted as fast as they could toward the building as sounds of the artillery round began to scream down.

I didn't need to look back to see the carnage and destruction the arty round left as I could hear ISIS's voices of surprise and terror. I focused on my destination,

and forced my body to give it all it had left to make it.

Jaune reached the building first and jumped over a crumbling wall, then turned and began frantically urging is to hurry. Neptune ran in, followed by Sun, then Maine. I was

going to jump over as well when I saw Jaune look up and moved quickly to intercept me. I didn't have time to react as Jaune's body slammed into me right as a stray Artillery

round hit about 25 meters to my left.

The blast flung us violently against the building, with us going though the wall as if it was sandpaper. I was hurting in all numerous places as I felt the hands of my fellow

teammates grab me and dragging me further into the building. I was fighting disorientation and the urge to pass out while the barrage continued outside.

Then I heard Maine scream "incoming!" I looked up just in time to see the ceiling above me collapse on top of us, knocking me into darkness.

3rd Persons

The first thing Carter woke up to was a garden. A rather beautiful garden. He looked to his left and saw what made him look again in shock.

His 4 year old son Talon sleeping soundly next to him.

Before he could say anything or do anything, he heard a voice behind him

"Hello, Young Carter." Came a voice behind the 24 year old, causing him to whirl around to see a man in medieval like garbs. He had smooth flowing black hair, as well as a neat beard coming down to show him as a wise figure, however it was the symbol on the garb he wore that caught My eye.

A white tree...the White tree of Gondor. My eyes widen and stood up immediately. "King Aragorn!" I shrieked. The king smiled warmly. "I see you remember me from those memories you and your people have called movies."

I smiled sheepishly and rubbed my head. "Yeah, they are pretty cool movies." Looking back up to see the King nod, I decided to break the ice. "But I should be asking the more important question of Why am I here and why is my son here?and more importantly where's my team?"

Aragorn began to walk away, prompting me to follow. "Your life has ended. The creator of your world has called you home. but as you were sent to be judged, A friend of mine intervened and presented a problem about our world."

"Ten bucks it was Gandalf"

Aragorn laughed heartily and slowed his walk as I caught up. "The world in which I speak is of medieval times. No elves, no dwarves, no magic."

He turns to me. "I must send you to your world at the time where Men and Dragons began to fight. Only you have a goal: assist and lead the movement to have both sides coexist with one another. There is a young lad by the name of Hiccup that you must help if this is to pass and to answer your previous question, Your team survive the blast that ended you. They will make it home and they will honor you"

Even with the relieving new that my team made it home, I stare at him with wide eyes as I thought over his request. Can you blame me? I had just been asked to help both Man and beast coexist with one another. Looking over my shoulder and seeing my son sleeping, I thought it over as thorough and quick as I could. On one side I will be helping to make a better world than the one that we lived in. On the other I will be destroyed the world that we be living in and rewriting history. Many questions begin to pop up as I begin to think about the result and consequences of history should I have choose to do this. Looking back at my son, I made my decision with one unexpected request. Looking back at Aragorn, I spoke out. "I will do it my Lord Aragorn, but I will do it 15 years prior to your intended timeline"

Aragorn looked confused. "15 years? Why 15 years?"

I looked at him with a straight face. "I believe if I build a kingdom, that kingdom can further assist in the bridging of both parties. The 15 years are to set it up and to become prepared as we more or less will be interacting with many empires and groups.

Aragorn tilted his head then slowly nodded.

"I sighed as well. I also believe that with me being at the age of 34, I will be of no use to this Hiccup. However my son, will." The king and I stared at my son's prone body. and he slowly nodded once again. "Very well, I accept you requests. Be mindful however that you will be interacting with not only Hiccup's tribe, but the surrounding empires and kingdoms. This leads to my next question. If you will be sent 15 years prior, your will need a kingdom and what better than those my kind made and defended. The land of France as you call it, will be reshaped to that of Middle-Earth and you will be among others to start the kingdom of men, dwarves and elves. Which do you choose?"

I thought long and hard about this decision. Dwarves with Moria, and Erebor were expert craftsmen and stubborn as mules. never one to stray from fighting. Elves: Exotic, fluid, and graceful. with hair long and flowing. as well as superior archers. Men: Unwavering resilience and skilled in virtually every department. what they lack in gracefulness, they make up for in nobility. what they lack in stubbornness, they make up for with perseverance.

I turned toward the King and smiled warmly. "I chose Gondor. In many strategies games I have played. I relied on the term defense is a better offense. I will teach my son such ways since in the movies. Gondor was mostly seen in the defensive against Sauron. I also believe that When the time comes for Dragon and Man to co-exist, there will be resistance and it better having a contingency fortress then a wooden village to hid behind."

Aragorn nodded respectfully and turned toward a door behind him. "Then you will have your wish. But do not fail. Dragons when friendly are magnificent creatures. do not let them become extinct. The city of Minas Tirith will be near what you refered to as the town of Annonay. Farewell, Carter. May the light of Arda guide your path."

And with that said, Aragorn turned and vanished in a twinkle of a light.

Picking up Talon I walked toward the door and with a smile, opened it to have a light consume me.

It took me a while to get used to the land,

Looking around, I saw a mountain on my right with a familiar setting to it. I was literally standing on the ground where Gondor was built. Putting Talon down, I rubbed my hands together. 'okay.' I grinned. "Lets rock."

Hey guys.

So here is another story I am writing with 3 other authors. Maine23, thearizona and Myself. We are all LOTR fans and decided to try out this idea.

So basically, We are sent back to help Hiccup, but to ave an actual adventure, We will end up making Minas Tirith, Erebor, Calas Galadon and Edoras. Yes, there will be a Helm's Deep and there more or less will be Moria...maybe.. lol

So We are looking for another writer who is willing to do Lorthlorien. anyone who wants more information can PM me anytime.

until then. Chao