Notes: I completely forgot that I posted the prologue. Sorry about that guys! Enjoy this chapter!
Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin sat around their usual table at the Hobbiton tavern, drinking ale. They were reminiscing about Bilbo's 111th birthday party, telling entertaining tales from their own experiences as well as retelling the many stories that Bilbo told many times.
Rosie Gamgee stood behind the bar, filling mugs and cleaning dirty dishes.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light outside and a loud crash. All the noise of the tavern stopped and a terrified hobbit ran in.
"There are two orcs outside! Orcs outside! They're chasing after someone!" he screamed.
Sam immediately jumped up, followed by Frodo, Merry, and Pippin.
Rosie handed Sam his sword from behind the bar, knowing what he planned on doing.
"I'll hold them off while you get your swords." Sam said courageously to the others.
Frodo, Merry, and Pippin nodded and ran out the back door. Sam kissed Rosie on the cheek and stepped out the front door.
Sam looked around, but didn't see any sign of orcs. He began to doubt that there were any at all, but then heard a sharp scream. He ran in the direction of the scream and found two tall, ugly-looking creatures grabbing at a female hobbit, holding a bundle in her arms.
"Leave her alone, you maggots!" he shouted.
The two turned around and Sam knew immediately that they were not orcs. They hissed in laughter and one charged at Sam.
Sam held his sword in front of himself, ready to stab the creature through the belly. It had no weapon, which relieved Sam. All of a sudden, though, the fingers of the creature grew and became sharp.
When the creature got close enough, it swiped its fingers at Sam, but they were met with the blade of his sword. Sam continued to fight with the creature, but was concerned about the poor hobbit trying to defend herself from the other creature. He could hear her screaming and crying for help, and hoped that the others would get there soon.
After what seemed like an hour, Frodo, Merry, and Pippin arrived, swords in hand.
"Those aren't orcs!" Pippin exclaimed.
"We have to stop them!" Frodo said, and lunged at the one fighting Sam. Merry and Pippin went after the other one.
Frodo managed to stab the creature in the back, but the thing whipped around and threw a ball of light into his abdomen, throwing him ten yards from the battle. Sam then stabbed the monster right through the chest and it screamed, as it shriveled into dust.
Merry and Pippin were able to get several slices on the creature that they were fighting, but they were no match for it. It soon threw them in opposite directions, and then turned to disable Sam.
Just as it was about to throw and energy ball at Sam, a cry came from the other hobbit.
"Saturn Crystal Power, Make Up!"
Both Sam and the creature froze as a bright light engulfed the hobbit. When the light dissipated, she stood wearing peculiar-looking clothes, holding a long staff with a blade on the end in her hand.
"A senshi?!?!" the creature screamed, and suddenly disappeared.
Sam stood in awe at the sight before him.
"Why, you're not a hobbit at all, are you?" he asked, completely forgetting about his friends.
The girl meekly shook her head no, and then she suddenly dropped her staff. Her knees buckled under her and she fell to the ground, unconscious. Her clothes flashed and reappeared as a nightgown.
Sam ran to her side and saw that she was hurt, with pieces of wood stuck in her skin, and a bit of blood in her hair. Merry and Pippin came over.
"Is she okay?" Pippin asked.
"I think so." Sam said.
"What happened?" Merry asked. "I saw a bright light and then the thing disappeared."
"I don't know." Sam said. "But we need to get her to a healer."
Sam moved to lift the girl up, and then heard a faint whimper come from behind her. He looked and noticed the bundle that she had been holding earlier.
"Merry, what is that?" Sam asked.
Merry walked over to the bundle and pulled away the blanket. He gasped in surprise.
"It's a baby!" Merry exclaimed.
"But not a hobbit baby," Pippin said after coming over to see.
Frodo held his stomach as he hobbled towards his friends.
"Where did they go?" he asked.
"Oh, Mister Frodo. I'm sorry, I forgot about you. Are you okay?" Sam said. Merry went to Frodo's side.
"I'm okay. Where did the creatures go?"
"One of 'em's dead," Sam said, motioning to the pile of dust, "and the other disappeared."
"Disappeared?" Frodo asked, thinking of the many times he had been able to disappear.
"Don't worry, Mister Frodo, I don't think he's around any more." Sam assured.
"How do you know?" Pippin asked, picking up the baby.
"Well, he seemed pretty terrified if this girl, here." Sam explained.
Frodo stepped closer and looked at the girl's face. "She looks like someone from the east," he stated.
"She did some miraculous trick and scared away the monster." Sam told him.
"Let's bring her to Bag End." Frodo said. He turned to Merry, "Go get Podo Loamsdown to meet us there. He should take a look at her."
All the hobbits nodded and Merry ran off to get the healer. Sam gently picked up the girl and followed Frodo and Pippin to Bag End.
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