Lord Of The Rings: The Ranma Crossover
By: TigerClaw44
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from The Lord of The Rings, Ranma ½, or Gundam Wing. However I do own Rob, Amora, Colin, and Mike so you can't use those guys. Anyways on with the story.
Prologue
Somewhere in the Sahara Desert, present day.
A nomad wandered over the endless sand dunes. He had been
out for days searching for the next oasis. A small flash in
the corner of his eye caught his attention. He glanced
back, and was startled to see a ring wink suddenly into
existence. Upon closer examination, the ring appeared to be
just a plain gold band, nothing special. But little did
this nameless nomad know, this ring would bring the world
to the brink of destruction
Chapter One: The Beginning (isn't it so original)
Nerima, the Tendo Dojo
Ranma awoke in a sweat. It was the middle of the night
and no one else was awake. Ranma knew something was odd
about this nightmare, he never had any nightmares except
about cats and Akane's cooking. This dream was not linked
at all to either of those things. He had dreamt he was on a
ledge over the heart of a volcano. He saw a short man
struggling with himself, as if he couldn't control his own
actions. He saw the short man throw something, a ring it
looked like, into the magma. As the ring drew closer to the
molten rock, Ranma's apprehension grew. As soon as it hit
the magma, he had awoken in a cold sweat.
"What the hell was that about?" he asked himself. "Oh
well, I'll check with the old crone and see if she knows
anything about strange dreams involving short men and
rings." With those word he drifted once again into the
realms of slumber.
Somewhere in Maryland, U.S.A
Rob awoke with a start. He had had that dream again.
The one where he saw the last scenes from The Lord of The
Rings, and all the while his fear grew as the One Ring came
closer and closer to the magma. The dream was always the
same, no matter what. The young man could only wonder what
this dream could signify as he once again slowly drifted
off to sleep.
Elsewhere
Five Gundam pilots awoke with a start. The first one was
perturbed by the fact that he had actually had a dream,
well a dream that didn't have Relena in various forms of
undress that is. The second wondered idly whether this had
any meaning at all. The third just thought of going back to
his house after the mission was finished. The fourth was
curious as to why such a kind looking man would throw a
nice ring into magma. The fifth just wondered whether he
would ever be rid of these weak onnas.
And somewhere in the Sahara Desert a wandering nomad
laughed at thoughts of doom that were not his own, all the
while the little ring glinting evilly.
Authors Note: Well I wrote this in about a ½ hour so don't expect too much. This idea came to me at about 11:00 at night while I was watching the first Lord of The Rings. I do plan to continue to write this so if you like any of these series, keep checking on it.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from The Lord of The Rings, Ranma ½, or Gundam Wing. However I do own Rob, Amora, Colin, and Mike so you can't use those guys. Anyways on with the story.
Prologue
Somewhere in the Sahara Desert, present day.
A nomad wandered over the endless sand dunes. He had been
out for days searching for the next oasis. A small flash in
the corner of his eye caught his attention. He glanced
back, and was startled to see a ring wink suddenly into
existence. Upon closer examination, the ring appeared to be
just a plain gold band, nothing special. But little did
this nameless nomad know, this ring would bring the world
to the brink of destruction
Chapter One: The Beginning (isn't it so original)
Nerima, the Tendo Dojo
Ranma awoke in a sweat. It was the middle of the night
and no one else was awake. Ranma knew something was odd
about this nightmare, he never had any nightmares except
about cats and Akane's cooking. This dream was not linked
at all to either of those things. He had dreamt he was on a
ledge over the heart of a volcano. He saw a short man
struggling with himself, as if he couldn't control his own
actions. He saw the short man throw something, a ring it
looked like, into the magma. As the ring drew closer to the
molten rock, Ranma's apprehension grew. As soon as it hit
the magma, he had awoken in a cold sweat.
"What the hell was that about?" he asked himself. "Oh
well, I'll check with the old crone and see if she knows
anything about strange dreams involving short men and
rings." With those word he drifted once again into the
realms of slumber.
Somewhere in Maryland, U.S.A
Rob awoke with a start. He had had that dream again.
The one where he saw the last scenes from The Lord of The
Rings, and all the while his fear grew as the One Ring came
closer and closer to the magma. The dream was always the
same, no matter what. The young man could only wonder what
this dream could signify as he once again slowly drifted
off to sleep.
Elsewhere
Five Gundam pilots awoke with a start. The first one was
perturbed by the fact that he had actually had a dream,
well a dream that didn't have Relena in various forms of
undress that is. The second wondered idly whether this had
any meaning at all. The third just thought of going back to
his house after the mission was finished. The fourth was
curious as to why such a kind looking man would throw a
nice ring into magma. The fifth just wondered whether he
would ever be rid of these weak onnas.
And somewhere in the Sahara Desert a wandering nomad
laughed at thoughts of doom that were not his own, all the
while the little ring glinting evilly.
Authors Note: Well I wrote this in about a ½ hour so don't expect too much. This idea came to me at about 11:00 at night while I was watching the first Lord of The Rings. I do plan to continue to write this so if you like any of these series, keep checking on it.