A black hole appeared. Frodo had jumped off his horse, and now approached
it. Angela jumped off, and ran to stop him. "It's the shire! Come on,
Angela!"
But Angela didn't hear him, or her shouts, "Don't get so close, Frodo! We've got to get away!"
In a moment, it widened, and sucked them both into the depths.
When they woke, Gandalf stood over them. Angela shrieked, "Giant!" Frodo laughed. "Who and what is she, Frodo?" Frodo looked pleadingly at Gandalf. "Can you send her back? She's warned me, like she was supposed to? I don't want her to get hurt." Angela glared at him. "Oh sure. This giant magician comes and whisks me into this new world, and you immediately want to send me back to calculus and english lit? Have you a heart of stone, Frodo Baggins?"
Strider and Gandalf watched as the two fought about whether she should stay or not. For them, it was amusing. They knew they could probably get her to go back to whatever Hobbit town she'd snuck out of.
Frodo was furious. "Angela! I just don't want you to get hurt! Can't you get that? I know exactly what we're going into."
Angela turned to Gandalf, who she still believed had turned her into the miniature version. "Couldn't you make me your size? I know I was about half it where we just came from." Gandalf was taken aback. "I assumed you had just slipped your ring on for a moment, Frodo. You mean you actually left and went to this hobbit's land?" Angela jumped up. "DON'T YOU GET IT? I AM ANGELA MAY JAMES!" Gandalf looked at Angela, once again amused. "I'm sure. When was the last time she slept?" Frodo shrugged. "Sometime yesterday morning. It was around one in the morning when we found our way back here."
Sam appeared, and stared at Angela. "Where'd you find her? Girl, do you have a sister?" Angela smiled. Someone my size again. She shook her head.
Wherever you came from, it's time you went home." Angela sighed. "All right, if you didn't send Frodo to kidnap me, why did you make him bring me just to send me back? Or are you saying you didn't bring me here?" Gandalf was now dumbfounded. She wasn't lying, and he couldn't turn her loose without some sort of knowledge of what she did. This calculus and English lit sounded frightening.
Angela smiled sweetly, tossed her head, and looked adorable. "Are you sending me out to force my way in these woods alone? I know the demon-"
Frodo clamped his hand over hers. "Ignore her. She's delusional. Send her back?" Frodo's eyes were pleading. Gandalf shook his head. "That would require knowing where she came from."
Frodo sighed. "All right, Angela, but you better not tell them what happens. You're going to tell me how to stop the deaths that are going to happen here." Angela hugged him fiercely. "Great! I get to die fighting the-" Once again, Frodo clamped his hand over her mouth. "Shush." Strider and Gandalf exchanged glances. What had happened to Frodo?
The party met with the elves. "Do you declare her able to join us?" They scrutinized her. "A hobbit girl. Do you believe she will stand the quest?"
Angela got a crazy idea. She thought that perhaps these elves ancient language might have come from Hebrew. "I follow Yeshua ben Yosef, my Savior. If He wishes harm to come to me, I will endure it unto death." The amused glances were getting annoying. "All right! I give up. Send me back, however you brought me here!" The two elf leaders looked at each other. "We wish to speak to the hobbit privately."
A few hours later, Angela returned. We need to review several facts before we send her back to her year. She is to remain in your group. According to legend, she will not die, regardless of what attacks you. She is to bear the ring now."
Frodo looked at her in relief in anger. The ring had recently come back into his posession, and he didn't want to give it up. As he gave it to her, he felt the eye watch, and blink as Angela took it. Frodo was relieved. "Thank you. This makes my journey much easier." Angela nodded, and solemnly clasped the ring's chain around her neck. "Well?" Frodo handed her his mail some hours later.
The party set out the next morning. As Angela fingered the ring, she whispered songs to strengthen her. She was not alone in her quest, but she did not yet have faith that this party would keep her safe. "We must pass these mountains!" Angela trudged after Frodo, her feet stinging with the cold of the snow and ice. She wore an outfit similar to Frodo's, except hers had a red cape. "Do they still believe you have the ring?" she whispered. Frodo shook his head. "You felt the eye, right? It saw me hand it to you. I will do my best to protect you." Angela smiled. "I need your bravery and strength. You've come through this trip. I haven't." Frodo looked excitedly at her. "Are you sure you can spare Gandalf?" Angela smiled. "If this creature is indeed a demon, it will not take him." Frodo looked immensely relieved. "Thank you, Angela." Angela smiled. "Now here comes the collapse."
But Angela didn't hear him, or her shouts, "Don't get so close, Frodo! We've got to get away!"
In a moment, it widened, and sucked them both into the depths.
When they woke, Gandalf stood over them. Angela shrieked, "Giant!" Frodo laughed. "Who and what is she, Frodo?" Frodo looked pleadingly at Gandalf. "Can you send her back? She's warned me, like she was supposed to? I don't want her to get hurt." Angela glared at him. "Oh sure. This giant magician comes and whisks me into this new world, and you immediately want to send me back to calculus and english lit? Have you a heart of stone, Frodo Baggins?"
Strider and Gandalf watched as the two fought about whether she should stay or not. For them, it was amusing. They knew they could probably get her to go back to whatever Hobbit town she'd snuck out of.
Frodo was furious. "Angela! I just don't want you to get hurt! Can't you get that? I know exactly what we're going into."
Angela turned to Gandalf, who she still believed had turned her into the miniature version. "Couldn't you make me your size? I know I was about half it where we just came from." Gandalf was taken aback. "I assumed you had just slipped your ring on for a moment, Frodo. You mean you actually left and went to this hobbit's land?" Angela jumped up. "DON'T YOU GET IT? I AM ANGELA MAY JAMES!" Gandalf looked at Angela, once again amused. "I'm sure. When was the last time she slept?" Frodo shrugged. "Sometime yesterday morning. It was around one in the morning when we found our way back here."
Sam appeared, and stared at Angela. "Where'd you find her? Girl, do you have a sister?" Angela smiled. Someone my size again. She shook her head.
Wherever you came from, it's time you went home." Angela sighed. "All right, if you didn't send Frodo to kidnap me, why did you make him bring me just to send me back? Or are you saying you didn't bring me here?" Gandalf was now dumbfounded. She wasn't lying, and he couldn't turn her loose without some sort of knowledge of what she did. This calculus and English lit sounded frightening.
Angela smiled sweetly, tossed her head, and looked adorable. "Are you sending me out to force my way in these woods alone? I know the demon-"
Frodo clamped his hand over hers. "Ignore her. She's delusional. Send her back?" Frodo's eyes were pleading. Gandalf shook his head. "That would require knowing where she came from."
Frodo sighed. "All right, Angela, but you better not tell them what happens. You're going to tell me how to stop the deaths that are going to happen here." Angela hugged him fiercely. "Great! I get to die fighting the-" Once again, Frodo clamped his hand over her mouth. "Shush." Strider and Gandalf exchanged glances. What had happened to Frodo?
The party met with the elves. "Do you declare her able to join us?" They scrutinized her. "A hobbit girl. Do you believe she will stand the quest?"
Angela got a crazy idea. She thought that perhaps these elves ancient language might have come from Hebrew. "I follow Yeshua ben Yosef, my Savior. If He wishes harm to come to me, I will endure it unto death." The amused glances were getting annoying. "All right! I give up. Send me back, however you brought me here!" The two elf leaders looked at each other. "We wish to speak to the hobbit privately."
A few hours later, Angela returned. We need to review several facts before we send her back to her year. She is to remain in your group. According to legend, she will not die, regardless of what attacks you. She is to bear the ring now."
Frodo looked at her in relief in anger. The ring had recently come back into his posession, and he didn't want to give it up. As he gave it to her, he felt the eye watch, and blink as Angela took it. Frodo was relieved. "Thank you. This makes my journey much easier." Angela nodded, and solemnly clasped the ring's chain around her neck. "Well?" Frodo handed her his mail some hours later.
The party set out the next morning. As Angela fingered the ring, she whispered songs to strengthen her. She was not alone in her quest, but she did not yet have faith that this party would keep her safe. "We must pass these mountains!" Angela trudged after Frodo, her feet stinging with the cold of the snow and ice. She wore an outfit similar to Frodo's, except hers had a red cape. "Do they still believe you have the ring?" she whispered. Frodo shook his head. "You felt the eye, right? It saw me hand it to you. I will do my best to protect you." Angela smiled. "I need your bravery and strength. You've come through this trip. I haven't." Frodo looked excitedly at her. "Are you sure you can spare Gandalf?" Angela smiled. "If this creature is indeed a demon, it will not take him." Frodo looked immensely relieved. "Thank you, Angela." Angela smiled. "Now here comes the collapse."