A/N: Lord of the Rings/Advent Children: I don't plan on doing any more than the first movie, since they're taking just so long, but I'll just see how it goes. I used most of the characters, but a lot don't come out until later. This is one of my first fics, so don't be too hard on me! If you're going to say something bad, try to make it constructive. Enjoy!
1.) Prologue
"The world is changed.
I feel it in the waters.
I feel it in the earth.
I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost. For none now live who remember it.
It began with the forging of the Great Rings.
Three were given to the Elves: immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings.
Seven to the Dwarf-lords: great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls.
And nine. Nine rings were gifted to the race of men, who above all else desire power.
For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived.
For another ring was made.
In the land of Midgar, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Hojo forged in secret a Master Ring to control all others.
And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life.
One Ring to rule them all.
One by one, free lands of the planet fell to the power of the Ring.
But there were some who resisted.
A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Midgar. And on the slopes of the Crater, they fought for the freedom of the planet.
Victory was near. But the power of the Ring could not be undone.
It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Grimoire, son of the king, took up his father's sword.
Hojo, the enemy of the free peoples of the planet, was defeated.
The Ring passed to Grimoire, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever.
But the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the Ring of power has a will of its own.
It betrayed Grimoire to his death.
And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend; legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years the Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer.
The Ring came to the creature Cait Sith who took it deep into the tunnels of the slums. And there it consumed him. The Ring brought to Cait Sith unnatural long life. For 500 years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Cait Sith's cave it waited.
Darkness crept back in the forest of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear.
And the Ring of Power perceived its time had now come.
It abandoned Cait Sith. But something happened then, the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A Hobbit. Rufus of the Shire.
For the time would soon come when Hobbits would shape the fortunes of all."
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children or the Lord of the Rings.