Title: Dangers Untold
Summary: Lotr/Labyrinth crossover
Rating: M (R) rating in the future chapters. You have been warned. Smut will ensue.
Summary: Jareth becomes a player in the War of the Ring, and Sarah Williams is his new chess piece. Sarah/Legolas pairing.
Notes: This chapter contains a transcript of the scene from Lotr when the fellowship is created by Lord Elrond in Rivendell…it is long and kind of tedious but needed, although I think the ending makes up for it.
Important: I have not read the books, and I probably never will. I don't like reading books after seeing movies based on them. It ruins it for me. If you are a purist, go away now. I am basing this purely on what I have read in other fanfics, seen in the movies, or read online. Again, I warn you- if you are a purist or feel the need to flame me, leave now. This idea came to me after reading some Legomances and wouldn't go away. I'm not expecting this to be a big hit, but I'm putting it out there anyway. This is your final warning people. Also, if any mistakes are noticed, tell me- I'd appreciate it. I don't know Lord of the Rings that well, and my English is not by any means perfect. Go constructive criticism! So..yeah…
Disclaimer: Not mine, not mine, not mine.
On to the story…
Jareth the Goblin King watched the events unfolding with the avid interest of a curious child watching a pet ant farm.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite, or you will fall. Each race is bound this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo." The leader of the unusual group stated grimly.
Jareth sighed, this was becoming ridiculous, but he had to bide his time, waiting for the right moment. He wasn't omnipotent, his gift came to him. He simply needed to be patient, letting the group argue until he could interfere.
The meeting continued, not holding his interest until the Dwarf made an ass out of himself. "What are we waiting for!" The Dwarf growled and attempted to use his axe to break the ring but rather, broke his axe instead and went tumbling backwards. Jareth simply laughed, waiting for the perfect moment to intervene.
"The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor, and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came."
'Not under my watch, Elrond' Jareth thought before another crystal caught his attention.
"Someone take me away from this awful place!" He heard the ever so familiar girl yell the ever so familiar line.
"Well, well, well….this is simply…perfect…DONE" He yelled with flick of his wrist, a flying crystal, and a flash of power, he threw his head back and laughed. Before the groups' eyes, the ring disappeared and a young woman emerged. She was a striking woman with chin length black hair, bright magenta flashing through it. Her eyes were almost a forest green in color and centered in the middle of a gentle face. Her aforementioned face was currently contorted in confusion with an undercurrent of fear. Only a second went by until all available weapons were pointed at the perceived threat, and her only thought was "Oh, god"
A/N (yes, another one) I just rewrote this chapter. The lack of response made me reread it, and I didn't like it. I still don't like this version, and will probably rewrite it later, but I think the third chapter will make up for it (which I am currently planning).