Okay ppl! New story, hope you like it better than the last one (I admit it
was too Mary-Sue and pointless, I'm discontinuing it for the time being)
this is called, We're Coming, Too! And it's about.. well, read and find
out.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! Except for Faera, Nevtassere, Elenya, Siruvin, and Helios. They are my characters in the story.. but I got the NAME Helios from Sailor Moon, but he's a different person, so PLEASE DON'T SUE ME! Eeek! (Hides from lawyers) I know the names don't exactly sound like they are from the book, and that's cuz they are not. I made them up, and like it this way.
So, without further ado, ON TO THE STORY!
~*~ We're Coming, Too! ~*~
The Council was coming to an end in Rivendell, and Elrond had approved of the Fellowship, the Nine Companions: Aragorn, also known as the Ranger, Strider, next the Elven Prince of Mirkwood, Legolas Greenleaf, then a dwarf, Gimli, son of Gloin, also Boromir of Gondor, and the hobbits, Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Meriadoc Brandybuck who was known as Merry, and Perrigrin Took, who liked to be called Pippin. Lastly, there was Gandalf the Grey, a wizard, and friend of Frodo's. The Fellowship was staying a night before starting on their long trek to the terrible Mount Doom to defeat the evil Lord Sauron by destroying the One Ring.
"Merry? Do you think they know about second breakfast HERE?" asked Pippin, his mind always on food. He was the youngest of the hobbits, and had a good heart, but was sometimes more than a bit of a fool (We still love him anyway, don't we, ppl?). Pippin and Merry were just trying to find the Dining Hall (I don't know what to call it, forgive me) and were enjoying an in depth conversation about the importance of more than 5 meals a day. "Pippin.just forget it. Let's just get supper when the time comes 'round." "Yes, I suppose so."
Aragorn, Legolas, Gandalf, Gimli, and Boromir were practicing sword skills with Frodo and Sam because.they needed all the help they could get. Well, actually, Gimli, Boromir, and Gandalf were pouring over a map of Middle- Earth, trying to figure out a route, and Aragorn and Legolas were helping the hobbits. "Okay, good, good. Now, step here, and try to keep your eyes on my sword, but keep control of your sword. Well, that was good, but you need to be quicker on your footwork. Try again!" said Aragorn, trying to get Sam to make a correct slash and lunge sort of movement. Legolas was busy getting Frodo to stop ducking every time he made a slash with his sword. "You need to try to hit him, sometime, or he'll hit you first! Keep focused.good, excellent!" Legolas coached.
Shortly before the evening meal, it started to drizzle, then pour. "Rotten luck! You know, this sort of thing sneaks up on you! Tomorrow morn, we're sure to be slipping and sliding in the mud! Rotten luck I say, rotten!" growled Gimli, after he came in from the rain. He was sopping wet. Everyone looked at him, blinked, and then erupted into fits of laughter.
"Insolent fools, the lot of you! Can't a dwarf get any respect anywhere anymore? Fools. Impudent fools." The dwarf muttered under his breath. He sat down and started eating.
A few minutes later, the doors of the hall burst open with a clang! Three hooded figures walked silently in. A very short one, only about half a foot taller than Frodo was on the far left, a human-sized person in the middle, and a slightly taller figure stood one the right, with something strange, looking like a large bundle underneath it's cloak. The middle one stepped forward and took off its cloak. "We're coming, too."
~*~
Oooohhh! Cliffie! Like the first chappie? New one soon! I promise!
Luv you all,
Nevtassere
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Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! Except for Faera, Nevtassere, Elenya, Siruvin, and Helios. They are my characters in the story.. but I got the NAME Helios from Sailor Moon, but he's a different person, so PLEASE DON'T SUE ME! Eeek! (Hides from lawyers) I know the names don't exactly sound like they are from the book, and that's cuz they are not. I made them up, and like it this way.
So, without further ado, ON TO THE STORY!
~*~ We're Coming, Too! ~*~
The Council was coming to an end in Rivendell, and Elrond had approved of the Fellowship, the Nine Companions: Aragorn, also known as the Ranger, Strider, next the Elven Prince of Mirkwood, Legolas Greenleaf, then a dwarf, Gimli, son of Gloin, also Boromir of Gondor, and the hobbits, Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Meriadoc Brandybuck who was known as Merry, and Perrigrin Took, who liked to be called Pippin. Lastly, there was Gandalf the Grey, a wizard, and friend of Frodo's. The Fellowship was staying a night before starting on their long trek to the terrible Mount Doom to defeat the evil Lord Sauron by destroying the One Ring.
"Merry? Do you think they know about second breakfast HERE?" asked Pippin, his mind always on food. He was the youngest of the hobbits, and had a good heart, but was sometimes more than a bit of a fool (We still love him anyway, don't we, ppl?). Pippin and Merry were just trying to find the Dining Hall (I don't know what to call it, forgive me) and were enjoying an in depth conversation about the importance of more than 5 meals a day. "Pippin.just forget it. Let's just get supper when the time comes 'round." "Yes, I suppose so."
Aragorn, Legolas, Gandalf, Gimli, and Boromir were practicing sword skills with Frodo and Sam because.they needed all the help they could get. Well, actually, Gimli, Boromir, and Gandalf were pouring over a map of Middle- Earth, trying to figure out a route, and Aragorn and Legolas were helping the hobbits. "Okay, good, good. Now, step here, and try to keep your eyes on my sword, but keep control of your sword. Well, that was good, but you need to be quicker on your footwork. Try again!" said Aragorn, trying to get Sam to make a correct slash and lunge sort of movement. Legolas was busy getting Frodo to stop ducking every time he made a slash with his sword. "You need to try to hit him, sometime, or he'll hit you first! Keep focused.good, excellent!" Legolas coached.
Shortly before the evening meal, it started to drizzle, then pour. "Rotten luck! You know, this sort of thing sneaks up on you! Tomorrow morn, we're sure to be slipping and sliding in the mud! Rotten luck I say, rotten!" growled Gimli, after he came in from the rain. He was sopping wet. Everyone looked at him, blinked, and then erupted into fits of laughter.
"Insolent fools, the lot of you! Can't a dwarf get any respect anywhere anymore? Fools. Impudent fools." The dwarf muttered under his breath. He sat down and started eating.
A few minutes later, the doors of the hall burst open with a clang! Three hooded figures walked silently in. A very short one, only about half a foot taller than Frodo was on the far left, a human-sized person in the middle, and a slightly taller figure stood one the right, with something strange, looking like a large bundle underneath it's cloak. The middle one stepped forward and took off its cloak. "We're coming, too."
~*~
Oooohhh! Cliffie! Like the first chappie? New one soon! I promise!
Luv you all,
Nevtassere
See
That
Button?
Click
It
And
I
Will
Give
You
A
Cookie!