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Harry talking through his mind
'Thoughts'
Soon the riders plowed through the village. They barged into the Prancing Pony and entered the rooms that the hobbits were supposed to be in. They posed next to the bed with their swords drawn above them. As if given a signal they all began to stab the beds at the same time. They stopped as soon as they thought the hobbits were dead. A shrill shriek was heard when they pulled back the blanket and found mutilated pillows instead.
Those who were asleep woke in fright when they heard the shrieks. Harry pulled the hobbits closer to him. They took comfort in his warmth.
"What are they?" Frodo asked in fear.
"They were once men, great kings of men. Sauron the Deceiver gave them nine rings of power. Blinded by greed, they took them without question, one by one, falling into darkness. Now they are his slaves to his will." Strider informed Frodo sadly. "They are the Nazgul, Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. They always feel the presence of the Ring, drawn by the power of the one. They will never stop hunting you, Frodo." He watched four wraiths ride away.
As soon as dawn came Strider began to lead them into a forest not far from Bree. Harry returned to Shadow so that he could use his senses more. As they went deeper into the forest Frodo's face lightened and he looked less worried and scared.
"Where are you taking us?" He asked the ranger and voiced everyone else's curiosity.
"Into the wild," He replied.
Merry turned to the others and asked, "How do we know if Strider is a friend of Gandalf?"
"Shadow trusts him." Frodo said, causing Shadow to glow warm from the praise.
"But where is he leading us?" Sam asked as he led his pony down the path that was barely there.
"To Rivendell, Master Gamgee, to the house of Elrond." He said.
"Did ya hear that? Rivendale! We're going to see the elves." Shadow laughed at Sam's excitement.
As they were making their way over a mountain pass Strider noticed that the hobbits were beginning to set up camp. "We don't stop till nightfall, gentleman."
"What about breakfast?" Pippin asked, causing Shadow to sigh as he remembered the multiple times the hobbits ate.
"You already had one." The ranger said, slightly annoyed.
"One yes. What about the second breakfast?" Pippin asked like he was talking to a child.
Shadow quickly changed back. He walked over to the hobbits and handed them each some fruits.
"Sorry I forgot that Hobbits have multiple meal times." He said.
"It's fine. How many times do they eat?" Strider asked in curiosity.
"They have breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper, snack times, desert, second desert, and before bed snack." Strider's eyes widened as he listed of the number of times that they ate. "They may be small but they eat a lot."
"How do you know this?" He asked.
"As I have said before, I am not from this world. I came here about thirty years ago. All that time I stayed with Frodo in the Shire. Still weird, not aging." Harry muttered the last part.
"Not aging?" He asked.
"Back home wizards aged like other humans but here they don't. I stopped counting but I am close to forty years of age."
"That is strange. Usually wizards age for a while then stop." He said.
"I figured with how old Gandalf looks." He changed back to being a wolf soon after.
The Hobbits ate as they walked. Pippin hugged Shadow and thanked him for the fruit. Shadow responded by licking his face causing Pippin to laugh.
"Eww Shadow."
The day wore on and finally they made it to a high tower that was partially in ruins. "This was the great watchtower of Amon Sul." Strider said, his voice holding great pain and respect. "We shall rest her tonight." He said covering up his suffering from the Hobbits but not from Shadow.
They climbed until they came to a ledge that jutted out a bit and made camp there. Strider looked out across the lands, checking for enemies. When he saw none he turned to the Hobbits.
"These are for you." He said as he placed down a pack and revealed swords that were fit for a hobbit. "Shadow, will you stay with them while I take a look around?" Shadow nodded and Strider left.
Frodo laid down and fell sound asleep. Shadow changed and cooked with magic the food for the other Hobbits so that they didn't make a fire and draw the enemies to them. He made sure that they didn't talk loudly.
He changed back to a wolf and checked the area for enemies. Soon though his nose caught the scent of something foul and quickly woke Frodo up.
"What is it?" Frodo asked softly.
Shadow motioned to the wraiths that were moving closer to the tower. He then started to lead them further up the tower after they packed and took out their swords. Once at the top he shifted back and took out a sword.
"Keep calm." He told them. "It is better to keep a calm mind then to freak out."
They nodded before they mimicked Harry's stance. They could feel the Nazgul getting closer but being near Harry helped keep them calm.
Soon the ringwraiths drew near and Harry swung at them as they glided closer. He shot fire at the ones that weren't near him but close to the Hobbits. It wasn't long until Strider joined the fight.
"Frodo whatever happens do not put on that ring!" Harry shouted when he saw him bring the ring out.
Harry's shout broke the spell and he quickly put the ring away. Unfortunately Harry was knocked to the side and that gave the Nazgul access to Frodo. Harry changed and charged to protect Frodo just as the blade plunged down.