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Chapter 1
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The wind whipped Gandalf's snowy hair around his face. He climbed out of the snow and stood near Legolas. He felt Saruman's power surrounding him and the fellowship. He knew he couldn't defeat Sauaman and the snow of Caradhras he needed help. Lots of help, to get the ring-bearer off the mountain and out of harms way. Smiling he called out, "Morgan, daughter of the earth, water, fire and air I need you now! Lend me your assistance."
A soft musical voice floated to the ears of the fellowship. "The great Gandalf needs my help? Whatever ails you must be great indeed if you need the help of one such as me."
"Morgan it's urgent so stop fooling around and get to the great mountain that stands in the way of our quest." Gandalf tried to sound irritated but the voice seemed to sense that and not wanting to really annoy him thought better of that and responded with "Of course" before fading away.
Morgan snapped back to reality in the twenty-first century and sat up in her bed. She quickly peeked at the alarm clock sitting on her bedside table that read 2:00 am. Shaking off her sleep she quickly scribbled a note to her parents. Although her father was a powerful Istari, Morgan knew that he wouldn't come after her. Sliding out of bed Morgan dressed in some clothes that Gandalf had given her so she wouldn't call attention to herself if she ever went to Middle Earth. Finally she headed over to her closet where there was a stash of weapons and other things that her grandfather had given her. Pulling them out one by one Morgan needed to be sure that they were all there. Slinging her bag over her shoulder she strapped her two white knives to her back, along with her quiver of arrows and her bow. Around her waist were four daggers covered by her cloak mostly.
Once she was ready to go Morgan pulled back her black hair into a low ponytail that trailed down her back in ringlets. Making sure that none of the fellowship would know that she was a girl would be fairly hard but she would try. Pulling up the hood of her cloak she was pleased to see that you could just barely make out her violet eyes. Just to be safe Morgan wove a spell around herself that effectively hid her personality from elves. Finally, praying that her parents wouldn't wake up she slipped off to join the fellowship on Caradhras.
Morgan disappeared from the 21st century into Middle Earth in a blur of color and wind. When Morgan opened her eyes in Middle Earth all she saw was white fluffy snow. The cold was biting through her clothes. Once she looked around for a bit she found a trail leading through the waist-deep snow up the mountain. Following the trail she rounded a bend and came across a group of people who were arguing. At first Morgan wasn't sure who they were but quickly recognized her grandfather. Making sure her face was still well hidden, she walked up behind them going unnoticed by everyone except for Legolas and Gandalf.
She thought of the day when she had met Legolas, as this wasn't her first time in Middle Earth. It was a sunny day, one of the last days her parents would ever see in their homeland. They had stayed in Mirkwood and she had been seeking someone to talk to. Coming upon the archery field she saw Legolas they had become great friends in the short time that they had been together.
Gandalf called to her pulling her out of her thoughts. "Finally, I thought you would never show up." The smile on Gandalf's face showed through in his teasing words.
Morgan made a quick witty remark, "When have I ever let you down Mithrandir?" Even though her face was hidden everyone could hear the laughter in her voice.
"Well would you mind getting us off the mountain. If you have the strength that is." Gandalf talked as if he was challenging her, daring her to accept.
"I wouldn't mind in the least but I'll have to take you in groups of two. Starting with the ring-bearer and perhaps Aragorn or Legolas so they would be able to protect him." Morgan said this very quietly and was surprised that it reached the ears of the Fellowship.
"Why do you not name anyone else like me or Gimli?" Boromir asked her with slight anger seeping into his voice.
"I do not name you for the simple face that I do not know you. I trust Legolas and Aragorn with my life and would feel safest with them guarding Frodo." Even though Morgan did a bad job disguising her voice she was surprised that none knew she was a girl yet aside from Gandalf, Legolas and Aragorn. After a short discussion it was decided that Aragorn was to go with Frodo, needless to say that Boromir was against it. Taking one hand of each person she prepared to travel.
"There is a fell voice on the air." Legolas' words interrupted Morgan's thoughts. Her grandfather shouted a spell but it had no effect. An avalanche of snow and ice rained down on them. Before they were buried Morgan pushed Frodo and Aragorn away from the face of the cliff they were standing near but she remained almost helpless. As she flew over the edge she clutched at anything that she could get her hands on. She soon found a firm hold on an outcropping rock. Meanwhile the fellowship had unearthed themselves and looked over the edge at her. She reached up to grab Legolas's hand but she was distracted by the rock crumbling beneath her fingers. In a last ditch attempt to help Legolas lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. Morgan had the weirdest feeling that something apart from gravity was pulling her down.
"Legolas let go of me," Morgan knew that she would pull him off if he didn't let her go. "If you don't let me go you will go over with me. Do you not understand that the company needs you more than it needs me? Please Legolas, you must let me go." Morgan whispered this so that the company wouldn't hear.
"Morgan I can't let you go. I won't." Legolas replied vehemently.
"Grandfather," Morgan cried, "Make him let go of me. You of all people should know that I can take care of myself." Although Gandalf was scared that she wouldn't be able to make it he did as she requested. Muttering a spell under his breath he tried to make Legolas let go of her. The elf fought it though and nearly beat it but just the same his grip faltered and Morgan fell. For about thirty seconds after she fell the fellowship sat in the snow stunned. Everyone was silent and they all jumped when they saw the figure.
"What's everyone so sad about?" The figure asked. Looking up Legolas and some of the others realized that it was indeed Morgan although they didn't know how she was here. "Alright everyone up. Frodo, Aragorn come here we must continue as planned."
Amazed Frodo went to her and asked very timidly, "How is it that you are here we all just saw you fall."
Morgan laughed and gave a short answer, "Frodo I am like one of the Istari. Unlike them though I pick up power my whole life and I used one of them, the same one in fact that I will use to get you all off this mountain." Taking one of Frodo's hands and one of Aragorn's she told them to close their eyes. The rest of the group watched in amazement as their friends disappeared in a whirl of color. Each time Morgan came back to the top of the mountain Legolas noticed that she was weaker. On her last trip Legolas and Gandalf were left alone and Legolas took that time to ask a few questions.
"Gandalf, why is it that Morgan feels that she can't stop and rest? She is growing very weak and I'm worried for her." Legolas said this quietly and looked at the wizard.
"I do not know Legolas but she will not be able to walk after this, not for a while at least. She might collapse I have never seen her go this far in travel before." Gandalf lapsed into thought, as did Legolas at this moment. The silence lasted until Morgan arrived back. Legolas slipped his hand into hers and Gandalf took her other. Closing their eyes they too were whisked away to the bottom of Caradhras.
Legolas opened his eyes and saw the rest of the group standing and sitting around them, starting to make camp. Looking over at Morgan he noticed that she was leaning on him for a little support. He bent down and whispered in her ear, tiredly she slowly nodded her head before collapsing into his arms.
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Chapter 1
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The wind whipped Gandalf's snowy hair around his face. He climbed out of the snow and stood near Legolas. He felt Saruman's power surrounding him and the fellowship. He knew he couldn't defeat Sauaman and the snow of Caradhras he needed help. Lots of help, to get the ring-bearer off the mountain and out of harms way. Smiling he called out, "Morgan, daughter of the earth, water, fire and air I need you now! Lend me your assistance."
A soft musical voice floated to the ears of the fellowship. "The great Gandalf needs my help? Whatever ails you must be great indeed if you need the help of one such as me."
"Morgan it's urgent so stop fooling around and get to the great mountain that stands in the way of our quest." Gandalf tried to sound irritated but the voice seemed to sense that and not wanting to really annoy him thought better of that and responded with "Of course" before fading away.
Morgan snapped back to reality in the twenty-first century and sat up in her bed. She quickly peeked at the alarm clock sitting on her bedside table that read 2:00 am. Shaking off her sleep she quickly scribbled a note to her parents. Although her father was a powerful Istari, Morgan knew that he wouldn't come after her. Sliding out of bed Morgan dressed in some clothes that Gandalf had given her so she wouldn't call attention to herself if she ever went to Middle Earth. Finally she headed over to her closet where there was a stash of weapons and other things that her grandfather had given her. Pulling them out one by one Morgan needed to be sure that they were all there. Slinging her bag over her shoulder she strapped her two white knives to her back, along with her quiver of arrows and her bow. Around her waist were four daggers covered by her cloak mostly.
Once she was ready to go Morgan pulled back her black hair into a low ponytail that trailed down her back in ringlets. Making sure that none of the fellowship would know that she was a girl would be fairly hard but she would try. Pulling up the hood of her cloak she was pleased to see that you could just barely make out her violet eyes. Just to be safe Morgan wove a spell around herself that effectively hid her personality from elves. Finally, praying that her parents wouldn't wake up she slipped off to join the fellowship on Caradhras.
Morgan disappeared from the 21st century into Middle Earth in a blur of color and wind. When Morgan opened her eyes in Middle Earth all she saw was white fluffy snow. The cold was biting through her clothes. Once she looked around for a bit she found a trail leading through the waist-deep snow up the mountain. Following the trail she rounded a bend and came across a group of people who were arguing. At first Morgan wasn't sure who they were but quickly recognized her grandfather. Making sure her face was still well hidden, she walked up behind them going unnoticed by everyone except for Legolas and Gandalf.
She thought of the day when she had met Legolas, as this wasn't her first time in Middle Earth. It was a sunny day, one of the last days her parents would ever see in their homeland. They had stayed in Mirkwood and she had been seeking someone to talk to. Coming upon the archery field she saw Legolas they had become great friends in the short time that they had been together.
Gandalf called to her pulling her out of her thoughts. "Finally, I thought you would never show up." The smile on Gandalf's face showed through in his teasing words.
Morgan made a quick witty remark, "When have I ever let you down Mithrandir?" Even though her face was hidden everyone could hear the laughter in her voice.
"Well would you mind getting us off the mountain. If you have the strength that is." Gandalf talked as if he was challenging her, daring her to accept.
"I wouldn't mind in the least but I'll have to take you in groups of two. Starting with the ring-bearer and perhaps Aragorn or Legolas so they would be able to protect him." Morgan said this very quietly and was surprised that it reached the ears of the Fellowship.
"Why do you not name anyone else like me or Gimli?" Boromir asked her with slight anger seeping into his voice.
"I do not name you for the simple face that I do not know you. I trust Legolas and Aragorn with my life and would feel safest with them guarding Frodo." Even though Morgan did a bad job disguising her voice she was surprised that none knew she was a girl yet aside from Gandalf, Legolas and Aragorn. After a short discussion it was decided that Aragorn was to go with Frodo, needless to say that Boromir was against it. Taking one hand of each person she prepared to travel.
"There is a fell voice on the air." Legolas' words interrupted Morgan's thoughts. Her grandfather shouted a spell but it had no effect. An avalanche of snow and ice rained down on them. Before they were buried Morgan pushed Frodo and Aragorn away from the face of the cliff they were standing near but she remained almost helpless. As she flew over the edge she clutched at anything that she could get her hands on. She soon found a firm hold on an outcropping rock. Meanwhile the fellowship had unearthed themselves and looked over the edge at her. She reached up to grab Legolas's hand but she was distracted by the rock crumbling beneath her fingers. In a last ditch attempt to help Legolas lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. Morgan had the weirdest feeling that something apart from gravity was pulling her down.
"Legolas let go of me," Morgan knew that she would pull him off if he didn't let her go. "If you don't let me go you will go over with me. Do you not understand that the company needs you more than it needs me? Please Legolas, you must let me go." Morgan whispered this so that the company wouldn't hear.
"Morgan I can't let you go. I won't." Legolas replied vehemently.
"Grandfather," Morgan cried, "Make him let go of me. You of all people should know that I can take care of myself." Although Gandalf was scared that she wouldn't be able to make it he did as she requested. Muttering a spell under his breath he tried to make Legolas let go of her. The elf fought it though and nearly beat it but just the same his grip faltered and Morgan fell. For about thirty seconds after she fell the fellowship sat in the snow stunned. Everyone was silent and they all jumped when they saw the figure.
"What's everyone so sad about?" The figure asked. Looking up Legolas and some of the others realized that it was indeed Morgan although they didn't know how she was here. "Alright everyone up. Frodo, Aragorn come here we must continue as planned."
Amazed Frodo went to her and asked very timidly, "How is it that you are here we all just saw you fall."
Morgan laughed and gave a short answer, "Frodo I am like one of the Istari. Unlike them though I pick up power my whole life and I used one of them, the same one in fact that I will use to get you all off this mountain." Taking one of Frodo's hands and one of Aragorn's she told them to close their eyes. The rest of the group watched in amazement as their friends disappeared in a whirl of color. Each time Morgan came back to the top of the mountain Legolas noticed that she was weaker. On her last trip Legolas and Gandalf were left alone and Legolas took that time to ask a few questions.
"Gandalf, why is it that Morgan feels that she can't stop and rest? She is growing very weak and I'm worried for her." Legolas said this quietly and looked at the wizard.
"I do not know Legolas but she will not be able to walk after this, not for a while at least. She might collapse I have never seen her go this far in travel before." Gandalf lapsed into thought, as did Legolas at this moment. The silence lasted until Morgan arrived back. Legolas slipped his hand into hers and Gandalf took her other. Closing their eyes they too were whisked away to the bottom of Caradhras.
Legolas opened his eyes and saw the rest of the group standing and sitting around them, starting to make camp. Looking over at Morgan he noticed that she was leaning on him for a little support. He bent down and whispered in her ear, tiredly she slowly nodded her head before collapsing into his arms.
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