AN: This is my first attempt at a true series on this site. Comments are welcome and encouraged. I am beginning with InuYasha, but who is next can be up to you. I'm having all of the cast of InuYasha making an appearance, eventually. Also, because of a small complaint, I have decided to branch out a bit. I admit, this gives me a little more freedom, but I want to stay with my original prompt. I don't own anything, but I wouldn't say no if the owners gave it to me...

Sorry for the delay!

What would happen if the various characters from InuYasha found themselves in Rivendell in time for the formation of the Fellowship? Let's find out.

Kagome Higurashi

Elrond looks upon the dwarf who had just lost his ax to the power of the ring's defenses. Elrond feels a moment of regret well up inside of him.

/If only…it were that easy…/

He then states, "The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin by any craft that we here posses-"

The Elf Lord is interrupted as a pinkish orb suddenly appears in the air over the pedestal. It grows rapidly, causing all to leap to their feet, and draw weapons. Suddenly, with a popping sound, the orb vanishes, revealing a dark haired young woman.

Breaths caught in throats at how little the girl was wearing. Very little, an outfit of white and green that showed quite a bit of leg.

The girl, seemingly oblivious of the attention she was garnering stood up and began to dust herself off.

"Stupid Shikon no Tama! Dumping me Kami knows where…"

Looking up, she freezes as she sees she has an audience.

"Umm… Hello there…"

Getting uncomfortable with all the looks being leveled at her, she breaks eye contact and starts to look around. She stops when she locks eyes with Frodo. She starts to tremble and the counsel prepared themselves for anything. Anything except…

"Kawaiiii!"

The girl lunges and picks up Frodo.

"You are so adorable!"

Jaws hit the floor as Frodo struggled against the tight hold, a blush on his face.

Gandalf tries to hide a smile as he taps the young woman's shoulder.

"Excuse me, but he is not a child, miss…?"

The young woman looks up and meets the aged spell caster's eyes. It took everything Gandalf had to not recoil away from those orbs.

/Her eyes…She is not what she seems to be. She is something different. Something…purer…/

"I know that, but he is still adorable! And my name is Kagome Higurashi."

Taken aback, Gandalf tips his head to one side.

"How did you know? The hobbits appearance is often deceiving…"

Kagome smiles a small smile.

"His body may look young, but his soul is old. Possibly older than you would think. Something has aged him, and I think it has something to do with the darkness I feel trying to corrupt him from within."

Shock flitted across Gandalf's face before it hardened.

"And how would you know that miss Higurashi?"

She turns back to Frodo, who has managed to wiggle free enough that he can breathe properly.

"I can sense it. I can also sense that it could be much worse, but a foreign power is retarding the darkness's progress. Enough that I can cleanse it completely with no problem."

It was then that they felt it. A power that was ancient, but young. That was warm, all-encompassing like a mother's arms, but wild and untamed, like the beasts of the wild.

"W-what are you?"

Frodo breathed in wonder, feeling this power, this warmth caressing his body and spirit.

Looking deep into his eyes, Kagome smiled softly.

"I am a Miko, a priestess. One who was given power by the gods to act as a protector of all life."

Then, she leaned forward and gave Frodo a kiss on the forehead, and the darkness within was undone. Tears slide down his cheeks as he felt himself healed at the most fundamental of levels.

"Thank you…" He managed before he broke down in her arms, crying out the pain and the uncertainty that had been plaguing him from the beginning of his journey with that cursed Ring.

Gandalf, realizing something, drops to his knees in front of the young Priestess, shocking all who knew the wizard.

"If you are truly a protector, then we have need of your power. A great evil seeks to enslave this world, to destroy all that is good and right. Please, I beg of you, lend us your power in stopping this evil!"

Kagome is about to respond, when a great ringing rents the air, and in front of the Priestess materializes a pale pink gem.

"What is that?" Elrond gasps at the sheer Power rolling off such a small gem. With a ringing sound, It falls into Kagome's outstretched hand.

"It is the Shikon no Tama. The crystalized soul of my first incarnation."

Shock and disbelief rush through the minds and faces of the counsel.

She sees the reaction and shrugs.

"I don't get it either. The gem is the physical manifestation of her soul, and three others, and yet, somehow, She has had three reincarnations to this point. A woman named Kikyo, myself, and a little girl named Rin."

Shrugging, she focus on the gem, so she missed the looks being traded between Gandalf and Elrond.

They look back in time to hear her say, "Alright, I'm going to try something I have learned to do recently. Though why I couldn't have learned this in time to get rid of Naraku, I have no clue." She grumbled to herself before taking a deep breath.

Clearing her throat, Kagome begins to sing in a language that had never been uttered before in that world. It was the divine tongue, and only priestesses with a powerful connection to the divine can learn it.

As she sang, all felt the warmth and power of her spell wrap around them, shielding them, healing them. One by one, all began to lose themselves to the song as Darkness within each was slowly purified.

All began to relax, as the calming power of the song stripped them of their final defenses.

All, that is, except the Ring. As the Divine Voice rang out, it began to twist and warp, as if it were a suspended liquid rather than a solid.

Eyes widened as the ring began to change, as the darkness and evil that formed it was purified. As the last ringing notes faded from the air, the ring shivered and shifted into a ring of the purest diamond.

Then, there was a thump as Kagome fainted. Being the closest, Frodo was the first to react, jumping down to feel for a pulse. Finding one, strong and regular, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think…that she is just tired."

Gandalf raised an eyebrow as he bent down to pick the Miko up.

"That, my good Baggans, is an understatement."

Nodding to the counsel, he walked off with Kagome in his arms, taking her to an empty room nearby.

Watching them leave, no one noticed Boromir get up and walk over to the ring. That is, until he tried to pick it up. There was a flash of light and Boromir leapt back, shaking his hand, trying to regain some feeling in the now numb limb.

/I'm sorry…/

Elrond tensed as a long unheard voice sounds from the ring.

"Sauron…"

There was a small pulse and the 'ring' spoke again.

/No, Sauron is dead…Only Mairon remains…/

Elrond looked shocked.

"Mairon the Admirable?"

Once again, the 'ring' pulsed.

/There is nothing admirable about what I have become, elf lord… I'm so ashamed…/

Wonder and awe filled those present, that is, those old enough to realize what this meant. Elrond then stood and approached the 'ring'.

"Now that the darkness has been purged, what is it you intend to do Mairon?"

The 'ring' seemed to think for a moment before replying with a fervent 'voice'.

/Tear everything down. Mordor, my power base, freeing the ancient kings, everything. I will free all who were held…and hope that someday…they might find it in their hearts to forgive me…/

Another pulse was felt as the 'ring' began to glow hotly. There was the sound of twisting and shattering metal and wood. All felt a pressure lifted, one that had been there for so long, all had forgotten it.

/It is done. The kings, the orcs, all are free from my taint…/

The 'ring slowly began to fade, until it disappeared completely.

Elrond bowed his head as he whispered, "May you find the redemption you so crave Mairon…"

And now, here is the bonus!

Panting hard, Sam turns to see his friend slip to the ground, looking even paler then before. Moving forward, Sam grips his long-time friend's hands in between his own.

"Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo?"

Sam's voice takes on a slightly hysterical note as he tries to provide a line to pull Frodo from his waking nightmare.

"It'll be spring soon! And the orchards will be in blossom! And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket! And they'll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields… and eating the first of the strawberries with cream! Do you remember the taste of strawberries?"

Pulling into himself, Frodo whimpers as he struggles to remember.

"No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food… Nor the sound of wood or touch of grass… I'm naked in the dark, with nothing. No veil between me and the ring of fire. I can see him with my waking eyes!"

Sam's eyes harden as he represses the urge to curse at Saurian. Then an idea strikes him.

"Then let us be rid of it! Once and for all!" He urges forcefully. "Come on Mr. Frodo. I may not be able to carry it for you, but I…"

He breaks off as a soft tinkling noise fills the air. With a pop, a young human girl falls on the rock ledge above them. Sam instinctively gets in front of Frodo, drawing his sword.

"Who are you?!"

The woman looks up and smiles.

"Oh, hi there. Umm, can you tell me where I am?"

Saw is struck dumb by the question. As he mentally tries to reboot from this sudden information, Frodo passes out, causing the woman to spot him and gasps.

"Oh, no! What's wrong with him?!"

She unslings the yellow pack on her back and starts to rummage through it, muttering to herself. Not quite there yet, Sam responds,

"We are tired and hungry. And Frodo, he…he carries a great burden…"

Realizing what he had just said, Sam gets ready for a fight, only to be greeted with a snort and a casual, "Him too? Huh, go figure…"

The woman then pulls out a squarish box made of something that Sam had never seen before. With a duo of clicks it opens and the woman starts to pull bandages out.

"Bring him over here. I'll patch him up while you eat and tell me what is going on around here."

Nodding warily, Sam picks up Frodo and carries him up to the ledge.

/He is so light…/ Sam thought to himself as he gently lay Frodo down on the ground. He then look up to see a dark scowl on the woman's face.

"I take it that ring that is oozing corruption and darkness plays a part of what's going on?"

Sam nods. "Yes. We are to destroy it." Sam watches her face carefully, waiting to see any flash of expression that would mark her as a threat, his sword clutched tight.

Nodding, the woman goes back to spraying something on Frodo's bruises and cuts.

"Good, because it's attempts at breaking into my mind is giving me a headache. After I'm done with your friend here, I'll see about hitting it with some of my Miko power. See if that will shut it up."

She looks up, "Oh! I'm sorry! I haven't introduced myself! I'm Kagome Higurashi!"

Kagome then hands Sam a power bar.

"It's not as good as real food, but it will fill you up and give you some strength."

Sam nods and nibbles on the bar as she works. Finishing up with the last bandage, she glares at the ring and growls.

"Shut it you! I don't need your power or whatever to accomplish my goals!"

Just as Sam is about to react, he feels something coming from Kagome as she is enveloped in a warm pink glow. With a harsh swipe, she sends an orb of pink light slamming into the ring. The effect is immediate. The mountain trembles as a tortured scream tears through the air, seemingly coming from both within and without the ring. Frodo jolts awake, panting hard.

"Sam!"

Shaking off what he just witnessed, Sam goes to Frodo's side.

"What is it Mr. Frodo?!"

Frodo looks at Sam, wonder in his eyes.

"The ring! It starts to weigh less! What happened?"

Sam looks at Kagome who is holding the chain the ring is hanging on with an obvious look of distaste on her face.

"It's strong, I'll give it that, but what I just did should weaken it and keep it from gaining anymore strength. It won't be able to snare you now. Your resistance is too high for it to work at its current strength."

An echoing scream fills the air, causing all to look upwards.

"Ringwraithes!"

Sam's panicked cry is not lost on the young Miko. Un-slinging her bow, she coolly chooses an arrow.

"Listen Mr. whoever-you-are. Take your friend and get going. I'll cover your backs."

Drawing back the arrow, she sights and then shoots, the arrow becoming a pink comet before striking one of the Ringwraiths's steeds. Within an instant, the beast is reduced to silvery ashes as her Holy energies purified the fell creature.

"Go!"

Kagome's voice cuts through Sam's shock. Picking up Frodo, he feels new life enter his muscles as he begins to run up the mountain.

Kagome grins as she sights another.

"Bring it on…"