Well, this is my first Lord of the Rings fic. It takes place shortly after
the War of the Ring.
Rating: PG
Summary: When Pippin finds a strange book with even stranger powers, will his cousin be able to bring him back to his own time?
Please read and review! This is a story in progress, and I hope that I can post a new chapter every week or so.
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em...*cries*
Lastly, I apologize for the formatting, I seem to have deleted my html converter :-/
Back to the Shire
Chapter 1
Merry and Pippin were glad to finally be home in the Shire again. They had missed the familiar and friendly lands around their homes, and wasted no time getting reacquainted with the area. They walked under the shade of the large trees that kept the hot sun at bay, chatting and telling old jokes.
Merry was in the middle of a sentence when he noticed that Pippin was no longer beside him any longer. "Pip?" He turned around and looked back the way they came, and saw Pippin sitting on the ground. "You tired?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Pippin got to his feet. "No, tripped over something." He started digging in the soft dirt and Merry came over to watch. "Look at this! It's a book."
Together they dug the large book completely free and set it upon the grass. Pippin wiped the stray bits of dirt from the book. "In futures, in time," he read the gold lettering on it's front and traced the symbols on the red cover. The book was in perfect condition, no sign of wear.
"Wonder what it is about," Merry said, sitting down across from Pippin. "Seems a shame to lose a book as nicely bound as that one."
Pippin shrugged and drug the book up on his lap. Then he opened it up and read aloud the script on the first page:
"I shall tell you not of ages long ago,
But of a future far away.
And if you want to see what will be so,
Read on and I shall say....
I speak not of riddles, poems, or rhymes,
Only of, not present, but future times.
If what you read you wish not to hear,
Leave me now, run away in fear!"
Merry opened his mouth, but could think of nothing to say, so he shut it again. Then he scooted back a few feet, still staring at the book. "I don't like it, Pip," he spoke at length. "Let's leave it be and be done with it."
"You are starting to sound like Sam. Come on, it's just a book. Can't do us no harm."
What happened next, Merry couldn't believe. One moment, Pippin was starting to turn the page of the book, the next Merry was telling him to stop. And the third? Pippin was gone, Merry's cry of warning falling only to the book where his cousin had been. "Pip?" he whispered in disbelief. "Pippin?" On the verge of panic, he grabbed the heavy book and almost threw it deep into the forest, but stopped himself. 'Gandalf would know what to do!' He turned and ran back to the Shire, hoping nothing dreadful was happening to Pippin.
A/N: I know it is short, but this was just too good a spot to end the first chapter at :-)
Rating: PG
Summary: When Pippin finds a strange book with even stranger powers, will his cousin be able to bring him back to his own time?
Please read and review! This is a story in progress, and I hope that I can post a new chapter every week or so.
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em...*cries*
Lastly, I apologize for the formatting, I seem to have deleted my html converter :-/
Back to the Shire
Chapter 1
Merry and Pippin were glad to finally be home in the Shire again. They had missed the familiar and friendly lands around their homes, and wasted no time getting reacquainted with the area. They walked under the shade of the large trees that kept the hot sun at bay, chatting and telling old jokes.
Merry was in the middle of a sentence when he noticed that Pippin was no longer beside him any longer. "Pip?" He turned around and looked back the way they came, and saw Pippin sitting on the ground. "You tired?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Pippin got to his feet. "No, tripped over something." He started digging in the soft dirt and Merry came over to watch. "Look at this! It's a book."
Together they dug the large book completely free and set it upon the grass. Pippin wiped the stray bits of dirt from the book. "In futures, in time," he read the gold lettering on it's front and traced the symbols on the red cover. The book was in perfect condition, no sign of wear.
"Wonder what it is about," Merry said, sitting down across from Pippin. "Seems a shame to lose a book as nicely bound as that one."
Pippin shrugged and drug the book up on his lap. Then he opened it up and read aloud the script on the first page:
"I shall tell you not of ages long ago,
But of a future far away.
And if you want to see what will be so,
Read on and I shall say....
I speak not of riddles, poems, or rhymes,
Only of, not present, but future times.
If what you read you wish not to hear,
Leave me now, run away in fear!"
Merry opened his mouth, but could think of nothing to say, so he shut it again. Then he scooted back a few feet, still staring at the book. "I don't like it, Pip," he spoke at length. "Let's leave it be and be done with it."
"You are starting to sound like Sam. Come on, it's just a book. Can't do us no harm."
What happened next, Merry couldn't believe. One moment, Pippin was starting to turn the page of the book, the next Merry was telling him to stop. And the third? Pippin was gone, Merry's cry of warning falling only to the book where his cousin had been. "Pip?" he whispered in disbelief. "Pippin?" On the verge of panic, he grabbed the heavy book and almost threw it deep into the forest, but stopped himself. 'Gandalf would know what to do!' He turned and ran back to the Shire, hoping nothing dreadful was happening to Pippin.
A/N: I know it is short, but this was just too good a spot to end the first chapter at :-)