Lord Of the rings...

After The movie...

Authors notes: I respect this book as one of the greatest literary works in history. I hated the way that people watched the film and forgot that this came from a book, so I'm going to show that I hated it. Anyone who has a problem with this has to be more open-minded.

This may even offend some people, but hey...not my problem. Its my opinion that anyone who read the book once after watching the film and brags that they know all there is to know AND THEY EVEN READ THE BOOK is an attention seeking moron...bleh...u probably all hate me now, a small number of you may even love me, an even smaller number (I'm getting into minuses now) may even read on...enjoy...

This is a work of fiction, any likenesses between this, and any real groups or persons is purely coincidental

Dedicated to Mr Tolkien because he and I share the same birthday...and he probably wouldn't approve of all this...and cause he wrote something really good...

And to Peter Woodthorpe, the best Gollum, and the best Pigsy ever...

"It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn't. They kept going because they were holding on to something."

Chapter 1

What I'm Holding onto...

They say history repeats itself...whoever 'they' are would be wrong. When the Lord of the rings came out it came out in 6 books...people read them and thought that they were great. In the 70's a film was released, it had the title lord of the rings, and it was animated. It was a love/hate thing. It was similar to the book in that it was done well...and a lot of people liked it. But for the first time children of all ages could sit down and watch the movie, even though some parts were quite dark. Since then there have been rumours of a live action film. From Disney to Miramax the rights went, making the right to make this film little more then a bargaining point. Eventually it was made and it captured the imagination...and the hearts of millions of people. It changed lives.

However, this amazing film became just that...a film. Many people loved it because of its cast, others loved it for it cineomatograpghy. Others loved it for the battle scenes, while we...we in the minority clung on with out lives to the fact that this was a book we loved, finally making its appearance on screen. We weren't fans of the movie, we were fans of the book, we held on for the day when someone would say...

"well, the movie was good, but the book was amazing..."

In 2003 we formed a group named LORB, Lord of the rings book lovers, not the smartest of names, but I think it got the point across. We made it our duty...no...we made it our quest to bring the book into a more popular group, we didn't want the movie to be an alternative to the book...we wanted the book to be an alternative for the film...

We advertised Franticly, trying to get lazy teens to read the best book in history...and we succeeded...sort of.

People were reading the books because of the movie...not because they were outstanding books. Once again we stood in its shadow. I'm saying I didn't like the films...on the most part they were good, but they didn't have the same effect as the book. No way...we had failed, and our group finally stopped.

It took another year to see what we'd done...

I got an email from the leader of LORB. He wanted to call us all together for a meeting...

Someone here needs to take on the mission of succeeding. Carrying on the quest...doing what we failed to do once already.

I followed a link to a chat room the leader had set up for us. There was arguing, nobody trusted each other enough to allow this task. I spoke up.

"I will do it..."

Still argueing...

"I will carry on the quest!! Although I do not no how..."

There was silence...

In the first attempt I had kept quiet. Mostly just handing out book marks to people in my school. For me to take charge of the last attempt was madness...Suddenly one person spoke up.

"Yes...and I will show you how."

Suddenly the atmosphere changed. Everyone was getting involved. In all 9 people were willing to follow me, help me with what I needed, protect me from anything I might do wrong, be friendly when I needed them...I had become the most important person for the group, in a matter of seconds.

We set to work straight away. Knowing that the sooner we started, the sooner we'd be done. The 9 were...

Billy

Sam

Joe

Dominic

Louise

Fraser

James

Leanne

And me.

We worked for days...until we were too tired to go on. We worked into the night sometimes, until our eyes were bloodshot and sore. It was one such night when we went home. I always walked with Dominic and sam, we were walking and we heard a voice behind us. It all went so quickly and, before I could do anything, Dominic, and the mysterious voice were gone...He had been kidnapped. I tried to chase after them, but same stopped me. I was in tears before long, I lay down on the ground right there and wept. A curse was obviously over us, and it hadn't even begun yet.

We worked on, once the police had left us alone, for many days. Working, because it's the only thing we could do, and it was what Dominic wanted...on the last day Louise got shot walking home with Leanne.

"Louise...you can't die. Think about your family."

"I have no choise leanne...I...tried to take the lead, you know that don't you?"

"You what?"

"I...tried to lead this project. I called for a vote and everything..."

"Don't worry. I can call you sister, and colleague. We are one...and I WILL get this book recognised, with or without the others help..."

And with that Louise passed on...it was obvious that we had no chance any more...we went our separate ways.

"Sam" I said "I can do this alone, I don't need your help anymore"

"When this started...I spoke up for you first! I'm not leaving this now! Not a chance."

The others we thought had quit...but they were very far from quitting...They had plans of there own...

Part 2 Coming soon...