Welcome to chapter 3, thanks for the reviews and favourites! I know this story is mainly going the same plot as the movie but it has to be this way for a little while. Being on actual earth is actually a part of it, the just can't remember being there, but hopefully the will, haven't figured it out yet myself. Sorry this chapter is really short!
Isabella Auditore has a new harry potter/marauders story out! My friends all love the marauders. Siriusly! We even made up our own!
Name Animal Marauder
Kathryn ~ Leopard ~ Tiger
Aisling ~ Black wolf ~ Dusk
Sarah ~ Dolphin ~ Aqua
Me ~ Phoenix ~ Dawn
Cool, huh? :D Well read on, you know you want to! And again I don't own anything of the Lord of the Rings, I only own my oc's.
As Gandalf stared down at the ring, Áine did her best to look at anything but the dangerous,golden object. Without even thinking, she took a step back, moving slightly behind Gandalf. The Wizard stepped closer bending down and reaching out his hand. Áine tried to ask him to stop but the words wouldn't form, she just simply stood there. Gandalf's hand was inches from the metal surface and his fingers brushed against it but an image of an eye appeared in his mind, an eye of fire, an eye of evil and destruction. Áine saw it too, she backed up into a wall, slightly banging her head again on the ceiling but ignored it. Gandalf straightened up and turned to hs elvish friend but shared worried looks and then turned their gazes back to the small, gold ring that lay still on the floor. Gandalf gestured for her to pick it up but she rapidly shook her head, her fist clenched tightly over her chest. She turned away and entered the room to her right. She lit the fire with elvish magic then sat down on the hard ground and sighed.
It didn't take long for Gandalf to join her infront of the fire. He had stayed watching the ring for several more moments before following her, he drew u a chair from the against the wall and sat down, gazing into the fire lost in thought, on occasion mumbled or muttered something to himself.
The elleth stared into the fire aswell but something else was nagging at the back of her mind. Something she felt she should know, something she was ment to remember but.. couldn't. An image flashed through her mind.
FlashBack: Three girls sitting infront of a large fireplace made of white marble on a wooden floor, next a large antique carpet. All three girls had brown hair, the tallest girl also had a few blondish highlights running through hers. They all seemed young and all were human. There was a large dog, a border collie. Wait, a what? What was a collie? It just simply fit in! Anyway, he was large and brown, white and black. All three girls were running their hands through the dog's fur. The all seemed familiar but she couldn't place them.
Flashback End:
Giving her head a slight shake she heard a voice calling, "Bilbo! Bilbo!" She, unlike Gandalf, who was still lost in his own little world, turned to face the young hobbit who had just returned home. Áine watched as he bent down and picked up the ring. 'If only he knew what he had in his hand' she thought solomly. She didn't want him to become a part of this, but a part of her knew he would and there was no changing it. She swung around to look at the old wizard beside her as she listened to him as he muttered, "my precious."
"He has gone, hasn't he?" Frodo asked though he knew he didn't an the answer, hey, he knew he didn't need to ask the question. He just hoped he was wrong. Frodo walked in leaving the door hanging wide open.
"He talked so much about leaving" he walked into the room where the two sat still holding the ring, "I didn't think he would do it."
He looked down at Áine who was still relaxed on the ground, one leg bent flat on the ground, the other also bent but her knee up with only her foot flat infront of her, her elbow resting on her knee. She gave him a weak smile then nodded towards Gandalf.
Frodo stepped closer to his chair, Áine watched on carefully. "Gandalf?"
Gandalf seemed to come out of his daze slightly, "Bilbo's ring" he said it with a smile but the elf and hobbit could both easily see it was forced. Frodo looked nervous.
"He's gone to stay with the elves" Áine explained, knowing how this would pobably hurt Frodo, knowing Bilbo had left. "He's left you bag end" continued Gandalf. He held out an envelope in which Frodo placed the ring. Gandalf hastily retracted the envelope and sealed it quickly, which didn't go unoticed by Frodo. "Along with all his pocessions."
"The ring is yours now" Gandalf said calmly, Áine nodded in agreement, "keep it hidden" she said to him. She shared a knowing look with Gandalf and the two rose to there feet and headed for the door.
"But where are you going?" Demanded Frodo. Neither Áine or Gandalf wished to leave Frodo so quickly but they knew the must, "We've things to attend to" was all the answer Gandalf gave him.
This didn't seem to settle things, "what things?" Gandalf grabbed his hat and staff, while Áine donned her white clock and placed her gold and silver bow and quiver back in place on her back.
"Questions that need answering" Áine simply rolled her eyes at that one, if Frodo wasn't content with the last answer that certainly wasn't going to cut it. "But you only just arrived."
Frodo looked from Áine to Gandalf hoping for a proper answer, "I don't understand."
Gandalf looked sadly down at the hobbit he was so fond of, "neither do we, neither do we"
Gandalf turned back to the door and stepped out, glancing back once to see what was taking the elleth so long.
She stepped forward and kneeled down infront of Frodo, "Keep it secret. Keep it save. We'll see you soon" she said to him wrapping her arms around him, 'hopefully' she added silently i her mind.
Turning she went and joined Gandalf.
Just as the two were about to part, a sharp pain ran through her chest. "Ahh" she called out, Gandalf turned to her in worry. She jumped from the cart and placed two fingers to her lips and made a sharp piercing sound, which was followed by the sound of tundering hoofs. A beautiful, elvish black stallion with a white tail, mane and white star on its head along with one white sock on its right foreleg galloped up. It had no saddle.
Áine hoisted herself up, "The nine have been released, Namariee Gandalf." Gandalf nodded his head. She spun her horse around knowing she need to move quickly. "Noro Lim, Castiel, Noro Lim!"
Áine spared a glance at her old friend hoping to see him soon.
She fled through the woods in search of an old and dear friend. She justed hoped she was alrightnd that she hadn't gotten herself into more trouble. But it wouldn't surprise her. She always did have a way of finding trouble, or as she puts trouble finding her.
'Well', she thought, 'I guess that is something we have in common.'
I know this was a really short chapter but I wanted to stop here because next part is more around Kathryn and I didn't want to switch the situation in the same chapter. We won't be hearing from me for a little while, who do you think I've gone to look for, and no it's not Aragorn. Though its close. I'll have the next chapter up soon, I hope!
Noro Lim, Castiel, Noro Lim ~ Make haste, Castiel,make haste
