A/n::Frodo liiiives!
*~*Discovering Sting*~*
Ella sat at her desk, reading. The bit of light coming from the slit in curtains shone onto her book. The book itself was white, with The Two Towers JRR Tolkien written on its spine. Ella was about mid-way through the book and quite happily getting through it at a good pace. "Elllllla!" came a sharp voice from downstairs. Ella sighed. Her sister could be such a pain. Sometimes Ella just wished she could into Eowyn from her book and poke her with her giant sword. That would help the world. She might even get a Nobel Prize! Well, that was if she could ever get her hands on a sword. Ella tried to image herself holding a sword and fighting off Orcs and- "ELLA!" Her sister Luci called again, breaking through Ella's thoughts. Ah, stupid bitch, Ella thought to herself. "What do you want?! I'm at the part where Wormtongue gives the palantir to Pippin! I NEED to finish this part. If you don't let me, I'll never give you peace!" Ella let her voice travel through her door, the mustard colored hallway and down the short stairway. "ELLA! Get your fricken ass over her right now or I'm comin' up there to get you!" Lucinda yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Man, Luci needed a new life. Why couldn't she just leave her ALONE?! "FINE. I'm coming! Chill Luci, or you'll undo all that beauty sleep!" Ella called back, trying to make her voice calm as she put down her door. "I'll come back to you guys later," she uttered to Pippin and the rest of Middle Earth. Ella opened her door, walked through the disgustingly yellow walls and stood at the top of the stairway. She quickly brushed some of her brown hair out of her eyes, looking at her sister impatiently. "Yes?" Luci standing at the bottom of the stairs, hands at her hips, her head tilted sideways angrily. Her eyes were glaring at Ella and her mouth was a tight line across her face. Luci was usually angry at Ella for some reason, so this stance was a familiar one for Ella. "I told you to clean up the garage YESTERDAY. And what do I see as soon as go in to get my car? Mess! Jesus, I want to have a garage sale, soon. Before the snow comes and no one's going to try coming through the weather to buy things," Luci said. Ella sighed. She had MEANT to clean up the garage, but hadn't had time to the day before, in between school, homework, Lord of the Rings and friends. "Just because you were put in charge of me by law doesn't mean you can just make me do all the work," Ella spoke slowly, trying to get her point across to her sister. And it was true. Luci thought that by having a great social life and living it up at parties, somehow her acting career would get better. And that meant Ella was left to take care of the mess left behind. Luci glared at her younger sister. "Look, El. I'm going to a party tonight. If I come home and the garage isn't clean I'll whup your ass real good. And I am so not kidding this time. Kevin is coming over this weekend. Oh that reminds me, stay out the house this weekend. This weekend is for Kevin and me ONLY. Understood, whelp?" With that said and done, she turned and walked off. God, Ella was glad not to have to be here in weekend. Kevin was just Luci's newest boy toy. There were certain requirement to be had if you wanted her attention at all. You had to have some authority over her, be related, or be an actor that starred in something more than a toothpaste commercial. Ella stuck her tongue out at Luci's retreating back. Ella sighed again and walked back up to her room. Her room was covered with pictures of some of her other favorite bands, some photos of her friends but mostly posters of Lord of the Rings. She had finally saved enough money to go see the movies (with some help from her friends). Movie tickets were so godamn expensive in Highstown. Luci never gave her any money, so Ella had to go borrow money or earn some whenever she needed. Her closest friends (Mikey Myers, Sean Joshson and Lysa Smith) were as crazy about Lord of the Rings as she was. That was probably Lysa's fault anyway, but oh well. It was not as if Ella minded. Lysa had read the Lord of the Rings and gotten Sean hooked. Lysa had read it three times since and Sean had read it once. Ella and Mikey had seen the movie and had wanted to read the books. Mikey was still on the Fellowship of the Ring [having the shortest attention span of anyone Ella knew]. Ella sighed and remembered that horrible day when she found out that she had to live with her sister until she was old enough to live on her own. Luci was ten years older than Ella and she had lived with Luci for about four years, ever since she was ten. Their parents had died in a car crash a few blocks away from where she was living at that moment. The only good thing about living with her sister was that she didn't have to move away from her friends. She had to give Luci SOME credit. Before her parent's death and her sudden dropout from college, Luci had been nice. But then something had happened in college. Something that had change her sister. She had been getting slightly better when her parents died. She had already started her acting classes then, so she had remained on that track to get money, even to the present time. Before the death of her parents,Luci had at least had hope. Now she had none. Ella picked up the bright green phone in the hallway, having decided to get some help from her friends. She dialed Lysa's number. After five rings someone answered. "Hallo?" said the quiet voice on the other line. "Lysa? Are Sean and Mikey over?" Ella asked, knowing that they probably were. "No, but they're coming over. I was just-uh-going to call you." Ella didn't feel left out. She had long ago gotten used to it. Her friends always called her last because they didn't want to ever call and have the phone picked up by Luci. Again. When that first happened, Ella was grounded for a week. Luci thought Ella would use up the phone. It had not been a gratifying experience for Ella. "Lysa. I need your help. And Mikey and Sean's help too. I need to clean the garage or Luci'll kill me. That's what she said anyway, not that I believe her but I told I would clean it. Not in as many words, though." Ella always turned to Lysa, Mikey and Sean for help so she was used to it and so were they. Although sometimes they complained, and loudly. "Sure, Ellie. When Mikey and Sean get here we'll go right over. I think they're coming right now. Yep, there's the knock. I'll see you later, Ella." Then she hung up. Ella smiled, glad she had Lysa as a best friend.
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Ella wiped her forehead with the sleeve of her blue sweatshirt. Jesus Christ! It was hard work clean up the garage. There was a bunch of shit in there she hadn't even known that existed. They had been working on it for three hours and it seemed only two-thirds finished. But who knew? Maybe Ella had a magically fairy grandmother.
"Ella! Come over here quick!" Ella sighed. Mikey had been doing that since they had started. First it was because she found a dead rat behind some box. Lysa hadn't gone near there since. Next it was because she found one of Ella's favorite stuffed animals (which she had thought she had lost) with its eye about to fall off. Luci, of coarse, was to blame. She was always taking Ella's stuff. Now she knew where Luci put the stuff. Luci was an idiot to let Ella find out. But anyway, Mikey had been calling Ella over so many times that Ella wondered if that was the real reason that they were taking so long.
Now as Ella walked towards Mikey and whatever Mikey had found this time, she felt a chill go up her spine. She got the same chill when something extremely exciting happened in one of her books. Not only in Lord of the Rings though. Ella was the only one of her friend who actually liked to read. Or loved to read would be more exact. Ella looked over Mikey's should and got a shock. It was a small Sword. It had been gentle place on top of several blankets, just waiting to be picked up. Mikey hadn't touched it yet. What's a sword doing here, was Ella's first thought. She spoke it out loud. It shouldn't have been too much of a surprise. There was pretty much everything here in Ella's garage. But Sean had seen something like this before. Or thought he had. "God! That's exactly like the Sting!" Sean exclaimed. "That's weird, because most people don't have a Sting in their garage!" "Oh my gosh, Sean! You've gotta be kidding!" Lysa exclaimed. She stared at Ella in amazement. Ella, though wasn't so sure. How could Sean just KNOW what was Sting and what wasn't? As if he had read her thoughts, he answered, "Who was the one who went to the premiere of the movie? I did. I saw a close up of that sword. Well, one of them, since they have several. It was supposed to be fake, though. How is it possible that it's here?" Sean continued, looking at it with a critical eye then. Ella spoke up. "Why don't we look at it? We know enough not to cut ourselves with its edge." Yet none of them seemed eager to touch Sting. Except for Ella. She had felt the surge of energy when she had seen the sword. She wanted to see why. She reached out and gently picked up the sword. The sword's blade shone in the light and a light sprinkle of dust was settle on the surface of the sword. Suddenly the whole world seemed to crash.
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Ella sat on the ground, feeling extremely dizzy. She couldn't even sit up without the world turning. So she lay down on the soft, green- Wait, green? Grass? What was grass doing growing in her garage? "Lysa? Sean? Mikey?" She reached out, expecting to feel the soft hand of Lysa, the not-so-soft hand of Sean or the bony hand of Mikey. Instead she felt a hairy foot. "Yah!" she jumped up and held her head. The world spun around crazily, doing a dance that made the colors blend together. At last the world stopped spinning, remaining in place. She looked the creature in the face. You couldn't call it a creature, exactly, for it was about the same thing as a man, but shorter. And he looked familiar. "YAH!" she cried out again. "You're Pippin! A hobbit! OH MY GOD!" Then she calmed herself and added, "Or you could be a midget dress for Halloween. It's a little early. Or a costume party. Do you need directions?" "Actually I'm Peregrin Took but you can call me Pippin if you like. Everyone does. I'm not dress up, of coarse. These are my normal clothes. Is there party somewhere nearby. I wouldn't think so, since we are very much in the middle of nowhere. Where did you come from, anyway? Did you fall from the sky?" The hobbit spoke quite calmly for someone who was talking to someone he thought had popped down from the sky. "Oh my god, Pippin! That's just not possible! Are you with Merry, Frodo and Sam?" Ella looked excited, but at the same time she couldn't help be wary. "Who are you with?" Pippin didn't seem to notice anything strange. "Yes. I am. Frodo'll be glad to meet you, I bet. So will Merry. We haven't seen anyone in such a LONG time. Sam will too, but he's very suspicious. Don't mind him." Pippin took her hand and to walk and Ella couldn't help but follow, feeling as if she were missing something. "What ARE you doing here anyway, so far from the Shire? In the middle of nowhere I must add again." Then it came to her what seemed so wrong with the world.. She was as short as a hobbit. Everything seemed taller and the ground seemed closer. Either she had grown short or she WAS a hobbit! Both theories were insane to a logical mind like Ella. Pippin finally led Ella to a clearing and Ella spotted three hobbits sitting on the ground, deep in conversation. "Hello!" Pippin called, waving his hand at the hobbits, "Look who I found! Another hobbit!" Ella looked from one hobbit to the other, smiling sweetly at each one in turn. She was good at making people think she was very innocent. Yet still they seemed suspicious of her. She wanted to keep her amazement under control. "Hello. I'm Ella. You are going to Bree, correct?" she said in the sweetest little voice she could manage. "Because I'm heading there." Frodo nodded stoically. "Yes, ma'am. We are heading toward Bree to meet . . .a friend. My name is Mr. Underhill and these are my companions-" "Meriadoc Brandybuck, Peregin Took and Samwise Gamgee, correct? I've already met Peregrin." Ella said, interrupting Frodo. Sometimes her tongue went faster than her brain. She had wanted to show off her knowledge of them that she had forgotten that they would be suspicious, very suspicious. "How did you know that?" Frodo asked, guardedly. Ella decided it was time to say who she was. After all,her own stupidity and eagerness to boast that had already given away the fact she was more than a lost hobbit. Also, all the hobbits had had a look at her clothing. Ella guessed that in Middle-Earth blue jeans and a Gap sweater weren't too common. So Ella decided to give the hobbits a little shock. Ella smiled mischievously. "Does this sound familiar?
"Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for the Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadow lie.
One ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie."
All four hobbit stared at Ella and she couldn't help chuckling at her success. "Its not nice to stare, boys. Didn't your mothers ever teach you guys that? Just because I know why you're going to Bree, what you're bringing there, and what is following you, doesn't mean I want to harm you. If I did I would already done it. I can help you. And in turn you guys could help me."
"Why would we help you? You should tell us who you are and what your business is there in Bree." Sam said, speaking up for the first time. He was very ready to attack her if she said the wrong thing. The smile was quickly wiped off her face.
"Sam. I have no business in Bree, to tell you the truth. The problem is that I'm not from Middle-Earth at all and I need to get back home. But first I need to find my friends, Lysa, Sean and Mikey. By the way, I'm Elanor. Call me Ella. And I'm not an from the elf lands like Gandalf, either!" She added the latter when she saw the look Frodo gave her.
She suddenly looked at Frodo, her eyes questioning. "Do you think I could, just for a minute, see it?" She cursed her own tongue. She should try to have more control of herself! Especially with the Ring about. Frodo pretended not to know what she was talking about, but Ella saw that in his eyes he knew. "What thing? You are not making any sense." Frodo said half calmly, half in a crazed way. Ella wanted to smack herself. Ella sighed, "I guess that wouldn't be very wise. Come on. Let's go. Time's running out. It won't be very good if Black Riders come and we're still here. They'll rip us apart." She had added herself into the group and expected them to get used to it swiftly. She wasn't about to be left here by herself. "What are you waiting for? Let's go. I see you're packed and ready." She surveyed the area around her. "In what direction is Bree?" Sam slipped out a map from his pocket and examined it. Then he pointed to her right. Ella looked in that direction, for a moment not moving. If she led these hobbits to Bree, she knew that she would have to stay with them. She could leave now, though, abandon these creatures to their fates. But she knew she couldn't do that either. So she began walking. She didn't have to turn around to see if they were following her. She knew they were. She had begun walking on her path/ Ella couldn't help wonder in what state she would be in when her path ended.
A/N: Mikey is a girl. Her real name is Michella. She hates her name so she got everyone to call her Mikey.
*~*Discovering Sting*~*
Ella sat at her desk, reading. The bit of light coming from the slit in curtains shone onto her book. The book itself was white, with The Two Towers JRR Tolkien written on its spine. Ella was about mid-way through the book and quite happily getting through it at a good pace. "Elllllla!" came a sharp voice from downstairs. Ella sighed. Her sister could be such a pain. Sometimes Ella just wished she could into Eowyn from her book and poke her with her giant sword. That would help the world. She might even get a Nobel Prize! Well, that was if she could ever get her hands on a sword. Ella tried to image herself holding a sword and fighting off Orcs and- "ELLA!" Her sister Luci called again, breaking through Ella's thoughts. Ah, stupid bitch, Ella thought to herself. "What do you want?! I'm at the part where Wormtongue gives the palantir to Pippin! I NEED to finish this part. If you don't let me, I'll never give you peace!" Ella let her voice travel through her door, the mustard colored hallway and down the short stairway. "ELLA! Get your fricken ass over her right now or I'm comin' up there to get you!" Lucinda yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Man, Luci needed a new life. Why couldn't she just leave her ALONE?! "FINE. I'm coming! Chill Luci, or you'll undo all that beauty sleep!" Ella called back, trying to make her voice calm as she put down her door. "I'll come back to you guys later," she uttered to Pippin and the rest of Middle Earth. Ella opened her door, walked through the disgustingly yellow walls and stood at the top of the stairway. She quickly brushed some of her brown hair out of her eyes, looking at her sister impatiently. "Yes?" Luci standing at the bottom of the stairs, hands at her hips, her head tilted sideways angrily. Her eyes were glaring at Ella and her mouth was a tight line across her face. Luci was usually angry at Ella for some reason, so this stance was a familiar one for Ella. "I told you to clean up the garage YESTERDAY. And what do I see as soon as go in to get my car? Mess! Jesus, I want to have a garage sale, soon. Before the snow comes and no one's going to try coming through the weather to buy things," Luci said. Ella sighed. She had MEANT to clean up the garage, but hadn't had time to the day before, in between school, homework, Lord of the Rings and friends. "Just because you were put in charge of me by law doesn't mean you can just make me do all the work," Ella spoke slowly, trying to get her point across to her sister. And it was true. Luci thought that by having a great social life and living it up at parties, somehow her acting career would get better. And that meant Ella was left to take care of the mess left behind. Luci glared at her younger sister. "Look, El. I'm going to a party tonight. If I come home and the garage isn't clean I'll whup your ass real good. And I am so not kidding this time. Kevin is coming over this weekend. Oh that reminds me, stay out the house this weekend. This weekend is for Kevin and me ONLY. Understood, whelp?" With that said and done, she turned and walked off. God, Ella was glad not to have to be here in weekend. Kevin was just Luci's newest boy toy. There were certain requirement to be had if you wanted her attention at all. You had to have some authority over her, be related, or be an actor that starred in something more than a toothpaste commercial. Ella stuck her tongue out at Luci's retreating back. Ella sighed again and walked back up to her room. Her room was covered with pictures of some of her other favorite bands, some photos of her friends but mostly posters of Lord of the Rings. She had finally saved enough money to go see the movies (with some help from her friends). Movie tickets were so godamn expensive in Highstown. Luci never gave her any money, so Ella had to go borrow money or earn some whenever she needed. Her closest friends (Mikey Myers, Sean Joshson and Lysa Smith) were as crazy about Lord of the Rings as she was. That was probably Lysa's fault anyway, but oh well. It was not as if Ella minded. Lysa had read the Lord of the Rings and gotten Sean hooked. Lysa had read it three times since and Sean had read it once. Ella and Mikey had seen the movie and had wanted to read the books. Mikey was still on the Fellowship of the Ring [having the shortest attention span of anyone Ella knew]. Ella sighed and remembered that horrible day when she found out that she had to live with her sister until she was old enough to live on her own. Luci was ten years older than Ella and she had lived with Luci for about four years, ever since she was ten. Their parents had died in a car crash a few blocks away from where she was living at that moment. The only good thing about living with her sister was that she didn't have to move away from her friends. She had to give Luci SOME credit. Before her parent's death and her sudden dropout from college, Luci had been nice. But then something had happened in college. Something that had change her sister. She had been getting slightly better when her parents died. She had already started her acting classes then, so she had remained on that track to get money, even to the present time. Before the death of her parents,Luci had at least had hope. Now she had none. Ella picked up the bright green phone in the hallway, having decided to get some help from her friends. She dialed Lysa's number. After five rings someone answered. "Hallo?" said the quiet voice on the other line. "Lysa? Are Sean and Mikey over?" Ella asked, knowing that they probably were. "No, but they're coming over. I was just-uh-going to call you." Ella didn't feel left out. She had long ago gotten used to it. Her friends always called her last because they didn't want to ever call and have the phone picked up by Luci. Again. When that first happened, Ella was grounded for a week. Luci thought Ella would use up the phone. It had not been a gratifying experience for Ella. "Lysa. I need your help. And Mikey and Sean's help too. I need to clean the garage or Luci'll kill me. That's what she said anyway, not that I believe her but I told I would clean it. Not in as many words, though." Ella always turned to Lysa, Mikey and Sean for help so she was used to it and so were they. Although sometimes they complained, and loudly. "Sure, Ellie. When Mikey and Sean get here we'll go right over. I think they're coming right now. Yep, there's the knock. I'll see you later, Ella." Then she hung up. Ella smiled, glad she had Lysa as a best friend.
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Ella wiped her forehead with the sleeve of her blue sweatshirt. Jesus Christ! It was hard work clean up the garage. There was a bunch of shit in there she hadn't even known that existed. They had been working on it for three hours and it seemed only two-thirds finished. But who knew? Maybe Ella had a magically fairy grandmother.
"Ella! Come over here quick!" Ella sighed. Mikey had been doing that since they had started. First it was because she found a dead rat behind some box. Lysa hadn't gone near there since. Next it was because she found one of Ella's favorite stuffed animals (which she had thought she had lost) with its eye about to fall off. Luci, of coarse, was to blame. She was always taking Ella's stuff. Now she knew where Luci put the stuff. Luci was an idiot to let Ella find out. But anyway, Mikey had been calling Ella over so many times that Ella wondered if that was the real reason that they were taking so long.
Now as Ella walked towards Mikey and whatever Mikey had found this time, she felt a chill go up her spine. She got the same chill when something extremely exciting happened in one of her books. Not only in Lord of the Rings though. Ella was the only one of her friend who actually liked to read. Or loved to read would be more exact. Ella looked over Mikey's should and got a shock. It was a small Sword. It had been gentle place on top of several blankets, just waiting to be picked up. Mikey hadn't touched it yet. What's a sword doing here, was Ella's first thought. She spoke it out loud. It shouldn't have been too much of a surprise. There was pretty much everything here in Ella's garage. But Sean had seen something like this before. Or thought he had. "God! That's exactly like the Sting!" Sean exclaimed. "That's weird, because most people don't have a Sting in their garage!" "Oh my gosh, Sean! You've gotta be kidding!" Lysa exclaimed. She stared at Ella in amazement. Ella, though wasn't so sure. How could Sean just KNOW what was Sting and what wasn't? As if he had read her thoughts, he answered, "Who was the one who went to the premiere of the movie? I did. I saw a close up of that sword. Well, one of them, since they have several. It was supposed to be fake, though. How is it possible that it's here?" Sean continued, looking at it with a critical eye then. Ella spoke up. "Why don't we look at it? We know enough not to cut ourselves with its edge." Yet none of them seemed eager to touch Sting. Except for Ella. She had felt the surge of energy when she had seen the sword. She wanted to see why. She reached out and gently picked up the sword. The sword's blade shone in the light and a light sprinkle of dust was settle on the surface of the sword. Suddenly the whole world seemed to crash.
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Ella sat on the ground, feeling extremely dizzy. She couldn't even sit up without the world turning. So she lay down on the soft, green- Wait, green? Grass? What was grass doing growing in her garage? "Lysa? Sean? Mikey?" She reached out, expecting to feel the soft hand of Lysa, the not-so-soft hand of Sean or the bony hand of Mikey. Instead she felt a hairy foot. "Yah!" she jumped up and held her head. The world spun around crazily, doing a dance that made the colors blend together. At last the world stopped spinning, remaining in place. She looked the creature in the face. You couldn't call it a creature, exactly, for it was about the same thing as a man, but shorter. And he looked familiar. "YAH!" she cried out again. "You're Pippin! A hobbit! OH MY GOD!" Then she calmed herself and added, "Or you could be a midget dress for Halloween. It's a little early. Or a costume party. Do you need directions?" "Actually I'm Peregrin Took but you can call me Pippin if you like. Everyone does. I'm not dress up, of coarse. These are my normal clothes. Is there party somewhere nearby. I wouldn't think so, since we are very much in the middle of nowhere. Where did you come from, anyway? Did you fall from the sky?" The hobbit spoke quite calmly for someone who was talking to someone he thought had popped down from the sky. "Oh my god, Pippin! That's just not possible! Are you with Merry, Frodo and Sam?" Ella looked excited, but at the same time she couldn't help be wary. "Who are you with?" Pippin didn't seem to notice anything strange. "Yes. I am. Frodo'll be glad to meet you, I bet. So will Merry. We haven't seen anyone in such a LONG time. Sam will too, but he's very suspicious. Don't mind him." Pippin took her hand and to walk and Ella couldn't help but follow, feeling as if she were missing something. "What ARE you doing here anyway, so far from the Shire? In the middle of nowhere I must add again." Then it came to her what seemed so wrong with the world.. She was as short as a hobbit. Everything seemed taller and the ground seemed closer. Either she had grown short or she WAS a hobbit! Both theories were insane to a logical mind like Ella. Pippin finally led Ella to a clearing and Ella spotted three hobbits sitting on the ground, deep in conversation. "Hello!" Pippin called, waving his hand at the hobbits, "Look who I found! Another hobbit!" Ella looked from one hobbit to the other, smiling sweetly at each one in turn. She was good at making people think she was very innocent. Yet still they seemed suspicious of her. She wanted to keep her amazement under control. "Hello. I'm Ella. You are going to Bree, correct?" she said in the sweetest little voice she could manage. "Because I'm heading there." Frodo nodded stoically. "Yes, ma'am. We are heading toward Bree to meet . . .a friend. My name is Mr. Underhill and these are my companions-" "Meriadoc Brandybuck, Peregin Took and Samwise Gamgee, correct? I've already met Peregrin." Ella said, interrupting Frodo. Sometimes her tongue went faster than her brain. She had wanted to show off her knowledge of them that she had forgotten that they would be suspicious, very suspicious. "How did you know that?" Frodo asked, guardedly. Ella decided it was time to say who she was. After all,her own stupidity and eagerness to boast that had already given away the fact she was more than a lost hobbit. Also, all the hobbits had had a look at her clothing. Ella guessed that in Middle-Earth blue jeans and a Gap sweater weren't too common. So Ella decided to give the hobbits a little shock. Ella smiled mischievously. "Does this sound familiar?
"Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for the Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadow lie.
One ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie."
All four hobbit stared at Ella and she couldn't help chuckling at her success. "Its not nice to stare, boys. Didn't your mothers ever teach you guys that? Just because I know why you're going to Bree, what you're bringing there, and what is following you, doesn't mean I want to harm you. If I did I would already done it. I can help you. And in turn you guys could help me."
"Why would we help you? You should tell us who you are and what your business is there in Bree." Sam said, speaking up for the first time. He was very ready to attack her if she said the wrong thing. The smile was quickly wiped off her face.
"Sam. I have no business in Bree, to tell you the truth. The problem is that I'm not from Middle-Earth at all and I need to get back home. But first I need to find my friends, Lysa, Sean and Mikey. By the way, I'm Elanor. Call me Ella. And I'm not an from the elf lands like Gandalf, either!" She added the latter when she saw the look Frodo gave her.
She suddenly looked at Frodo, her eyes questioning. "Do you think I could, just for a minute, see it?" She cursed her own tongue. She should try to have more control of herself! Especially with the Ring about. Frodo pretended not to know what she was talking about, but Ella saw that in his eyes he knew. "What thing? You are not making any sense." Frodo said half calmly, half in a crazed way. Ella wanted to smack herself. Ella sighed, "I guess that wouldn't be very wise. Come on. Let's go. Time's running out. It won't be very good if Black Riders come and we're still here. They'll rip us apart." She had added herself into the group and expected them to get used to it swiftly. She wasn't about to be left here by herself. "What are you waiting for? Let's go. I see you're packed and ready." She surveyed the area around her. "In what direction is Bree?" Sam slipped out a map from his pocket and examined it. Then he pointed to her right. Ella looked in that direction, for a moment not moving. If she led these hobbits to Bree, she knew that she would have to stay with them. She could leave now, though, abandon these creatures to their fates. But she knew she couldn't do that either. So she began walking. She didn't have to turn around to see if they were following her. She knew they were. She had begun walking on her path/ Ella couldn't help wonder in what state she would be in when her path ended.
A/N: Mikey is a girl. Her real name is Michella. She hates her name so she got everyone to call her Mikey.