The Unexpected Traveller (Otherwise was known as The Hooded Rider!)

Hello People! Right got a bit of explaining to do for you! I started writing this story, years ago under a different name I have decided to rewrite but I can get in to my old profile GO FIGURE! So I have had to start a new profile. I only own a few things in this story but the rest is Tolkien's the amazing man that he was!

Please let me know what you think if any one doesn't like Mary sues don't bother reading and review your wasting your time as well as my own I got abuse last time and I can't be bothered! Any constructive criticism is welcomed I don't mind that at all. Hope you enjoy it and please let me know what you think.

And so the Story Begins!

Chapter 1

He stood on the balcony that led out from the Great Hall. No one else had arrived for their breakfast yet leaving him to some peace and quiet, for what would probably be the only time today. He placed his hands one the railings in front of him leaning slightly just to relax for the few minutes he would be left alone.

Looking around at the view in front of him he took a deep breath letting it out slowly. He could see the trees that were home to Mirkwood, they out lined the whole area around the palace and the bustle of a small City and homes close to the main gates. To one side he could see part of the private garden that was only allowed to be visited by the royal family and their close friends. No fences enclosed it only bushes and trees out lined it. Everyone in the city knew that this was private to the royal family especially the king it was his only place of solace when he was able to go there, the people respected that and respected him just as greatly. No one ventured in to the garden apart from the two that tended to it on a regular basis.

The Garden itself was magnificent, flowers blooming everywhere of all colours no matter what time of year they were out smiling at anyone that came to visit them. The bushes and trees so lush and green providing cover from the sun too all. Benches dotted around and small statues stood next to them as if keeping them open for only few to sit. In the centre of the garden stood a fountain of a horse rearing in the centre of it, it looked powerful and beautiful all the same. The sound of the water splashing back in to the pool at the bottom finished of the garden beautifully.

Removing his hands from the railings he turned and began to walk off the balcony towards the Great Hall.

All of a sudden he heard a horse approaching he stopped, taking a few steps back on to the balcony he looked to where the sound was coming from, close to the private garden.

Waiting for only a few seconds he saw the horse come out of the line of trees. Looking closely at the horse he realised what a magnificent beast it was. It was a tall horse broad in the shoulders and rump. Its colour was as black as night with what seemed like a small white crescent moon behind its ear making the main of the beast to have white hair running through a small part of it. The feathers, forelock, mane and its tail long as thick as oil. Just slightly swaying in the breeze. The one thing that really caught his eye was the colour of this horses eyes, they where a deep green colour, never once had he seen an animal with eyes such as those. On top was a hooded rider nothing could be seen only shadow where a face should be.

The rider had dismounted stroking the horse's neck as he walked by. He carried on walking into the garden slowly looking around, walking up to the fountain and then stopping. He bent down placing one flower in the water with his head bowed. All of a sudden his head shot up realising that in fact he may have been alone in the garden but someone was indeed watching his every move.

The Rider scanned the area quickly finding one person stood on a balcony watching him. With only a few swift movements the rider was back at his and on its back, the horse began dancing on the spot wondering what had made his owner act so. The rider looked up one last time at the sapphire blue eyes that was watching from afar. The horse sensing where its rider was looking reared high slashing at the air with its hooves, its rider holding on with ease. With a few words whispered into its ear the beast took off straight back in to the forest where it had appeared.

He ran of the balcony and in through the Great Hall making his way through the crowds that had began to appear, cutting through a few passage ways he came outside, shouting at a guard to give him his weapons as he passed. It would save valuable time than having to go fetch his own. Once he had arrived at the outside stables he had already managed to equip himself with the guard's weapons, going straight for his horse he jumped up and they flew out of the stables nearly knocking a few over in the process. He entered the wood in the same place as the stranger to pick up on his tracks easily and quickly. For some time he was riding through the woods of Mirkwood, when he came across a meadow. Only half way across he spotted his target galloping off after him he hoped to catch him quickly.

The hooded figure heard his horse coming at speed and threw his own horse into a gallop With the hooded rider being caught slightly off guard it was easy enough to catch up with one jump he grabbed the rider and they flew to the floor.

They landed one on top and the other pinned underneath, the hooded rider being the victorious one on top. His face still covered in shadow. He swiftly kicked the midriff of the one underneath him and sprang up trying to get away to his horse; they fought together for a few minutes until it came to a tie with both of them having swords pointed at each other throats, the hooded rider speaking first.

"Why are you so intent on chasing me?" his voice sounded like it was being to be low and deep.

"Why do you run from me I would have been quite happy to have had this discussion in the garden?"

"You wouldn't have been happy at a few questions i was a bit close to your dungeons for my liking there; you wouldn't have hesitated to shout for help and have me thrown down there just for being in the garden itself. Let alone you would not take a simple answer to your question."

"You judge people before you know them even before you know the name of them, you seem to be the distrustful one, not me." His voice low and strong.

"I don't need to know your name you already seem to think you are better than others."

"I will venture to ask first then what is your name Rider what do you want from the gardens?"

The rider stood in silence for a few moments still covered in shadow they both still holding swords up to each other. He lifted his free hand and grabbed the top of his hood slowly pulling it down behind his head letting it lay between his shoulder blades. A few long dark hairs falling in front of their face.

Hello people hope you enjoyed the first chapter of many to come please let me know what you think!