Disclaimer – Spike and the LOTR's people don't belong to us, although we wish they did cause we'd get them (well the men) naked and have some fun.
Author's Notes - This fic is written by two wonderful writers LostLove who writes the Legolas POV and Cykeotic who writes the Spike POV. Thanks for the all the nice reviews we've got so far J This is gonna have a male/male couple in so if you don't like that then don't read the later chapters.
Chapter 2.
Spike.
The meeting started and I had no-idea what the hell they were talking about. I wondered if this was the best idea I'd ever had. The sunlight was hurting my eyes because I wasn't used to it and I couldn't stop blinking. It didn't help that people were giving me funny looks especially this human looking guy with messy long dark hair who hadn't shaved in a while. He kept on glancing over, maybe because he had never heard of Sunnydale and was wondering who the hell I was. The first couple of times I glared back at him, then I noticed the sword on his belt and decided not to do that anymore.
I looked at the others in the circle, there was a half-pint bloke, big hairy feet and curly hair, looked about Dawn's age, he was looking as lost as I was. Seated next to him was Merlin the wizard. Where the hell was I? Fairy-tale country?
Suddenly the moody guy in charge stopped talking and ask the half-pint guy to put a ring in the middle of the circle, people seemed to be looking at it in awe, I had no-idea why, it wasn't even that nice, I had a lot nicer ones back at my crypt. Then this bloke stood up and walked about a bit, he had long straight brown hair and for some reason had this big horn hanging off him. He seemed a little pissed about stuff, he was in charge of some place called Gondor and he wanted the ring to help his people. They were at war or something, it all sounded like a good idea to me but not wanting to draw attention to myself I kept my trap shut. All of a sudden they started telling the poor guy to shut up, I felt sorry for him people did that to me as well. Glaring man says something to him and he snaps back about how would he know only being a Ranger. I wondered what a Ranger was then the blond demon next to me, the one who caught my eye earlier, spoke up telling the bloke standing that glaring man was some King called Aragorn, cool name. Aragorn says something in a demon language and the blond one sits back down next to me, I watch him but when he noticed I quickly turn away.
The guy standing up doesn't seem happy about that, he seems to think the Aragorn guy didn't deserved to be King. The moody guy in charge tells them all to shut the frell up and sit down, so the horn guy does. He then rabbits on about the ring being dangerous and they should destroy it. So a short hairy ugly dude gets up with a rather large axe and smacks the damn thing but the axe explodes, bloody hell it makes me jump. The moody bloke tells him off and say it can't be destroyed, so stop being daft and they would have to go to the fires of Mordor to destroy the ring, sounds like a road-trip to me, maybe I should ask if I could tag along.
Then the moody guy says one of us will have to take the ring and destroy it. There was silence and I was kinda tempted to put up my hand and volunteer cause it sounded like fun to me but they all started to argue which soon turned into yelling. Then they all jumped up leaving me sitting in my seat wondering what all the fuss was about. The half-pint hairy-footed guy stayed in his seat as well looking pretty pissed off with them all. The blond haired demon was trying to stop his friends from punching the short ugly blokes, one of them called him and his friends elves……..oh so he was an elf, now I'm even more confused.
Legolas.
I was getting more agitated by the minute, that damned dwarf Gimli was the cause of all of this.
"I am sure Gimli that we elves would not like the ring to been seen with you dwarfs either but that is not for us to decide is it now."
Arguing with him for a short time I noticed the hobbit Frodo, I think that was his name, get up and say, "I will go, I will take the ring, though I do not know the way"
Bowing my head I felt ashamed, how the hell could I be so selfish and argue about my stature when a small creature with a good enough heart would take it. After Frodo said he was going to take the ring Gandalf agreed to join him and show him the way. Next Aragorn pledged his sword. I knew that three people would not be enough I decided then and there to offer myself to the journey because of my five minute earlier outburst.
"And you have my bow" I walked over to where they were standing and waited to see if anyone else had the courage to join us.
"And my axe" Said Gimli, good god I thought not him please not him, I turned to look at Gimli with disgust, my hatred was obviously evident in my eyes for he flinched and looked away. Also to join our company was Boromir, that man was just…. well I fear for him, I think if one of us will fall then it might be him, when he was talking about the ring he wanted it for power. I will have to keep my eyes on him because maybe he is joining us for the wrong reasons. Someone knocked me out of my train of thought… well to be exact, three hobbits knocked me out of my train of thought. Great just great, not only do I have that damned dwarf with me, but I have a power obsessed mortal and three clueless hobbits to look after as well, I needed all the help I could get.
Looking around for anyone else who I thought might join us, I noticed that Spikealus was looking at me again. He does have nice eyes and well a body that was…. well a nice body. I blushed at that, god why am I feeling this way towards him I haven't even spoken to him yet? He is a very strange creature indeed, I cannot place what he is, he certainly has the colouring of an elf and he hails from a place called Sunnydale but well, his dress sense and way of talking is certainly not of the elves. Hmmm, I would definatly like to get to know him a little better if the gods are now saying what I think they are saying to me then well I must like him, for reasons beyond my comprehension and now I thought it is time to act like you are supposed to, not like a little teenage elf. With that thought in my head I got up and walked to Spikealus.
"I do not know you yet, but I wish to Spikealus. My name is Legolas Greenleaf, Will you honour me in joining us for this quest?" Grabbing his arm I felt tingles start to run through my hand, I quickly let my hand drop.
"I think that if you join us, we will get to know each other a little bit better" I looked away I waited for his answer.