A/N: Yes this fic is late coming, but then again I haven't had any new
reviews. It's midnight, and I've stopped caring about grammar, so
beware..lol
Frodo watched her running ahead, and slowly that stupid smile a lovesick fool has for his beloved spread across his face. It became fear as she suddenly shot up. Not flying, but her whole body stretched. Frodo screamed, and raced toward her. What new devilry was this?
Angela noted the strange sensation in her legs. Somehow, she was changing. But she ignored it. Why would it matter? She was trapped in deeper earth for quite a while. She turned around to smile at Frodo, and realized he was as high as her waist.
Angela blanched, and fell..fell..fell into the abyss, towards the eager balrogs.
But on a ledge below her, someone with long blonde hair caught her. "I was informed, Miss Angela, that you were a hobbit. That was the case I was told when the ring was destroyed." Angela blushed. Legolas. The only member of the fellowship she didn't know how to act around.
"My lord, I am sorry to inconvenience you." She apologized.
Legolas set her on the ledge beside him, and tilted her face to his. "Do not be so, fair maiden. It was my pleasure."
Unknown to the two elves, a dark haired figure with furry feet was watching, his heart being broken in two at the image. Yet again, he was the only "Little One," and the two elves were there only to 'protect' him. He stamped his foot. It just wasn't fair! Why was Legolas so good with women, and why did the evil magician choose THAT moment to turn her into an elf? Just to torture him?
The black magician watched them through his palantir, smiling. Perfect. They summoned Legolas. The one who secretly liked her. Now how would she react? This would delay them hopefully long enough for them to forget Adrian's strange kindness to the girl. He wasn't especially happy with Frodo, but that was understandable.
Unknown to the unsuspecting magician, his young apprentice had taken a liking to the small group, and wanted to save them and her world from the destruction RoeInn had planned for it. "Madeleine Keir, if you don't hurry up, I shall find another apprentice, and leave you here to die in this land!" Madeleine hurried in, apologizing, not daring to be rude enough to look RoeInn the Black in the face.
Gandalf was watching with another palantir, watching the girl, seeing her intentions. He smiled. Gandalf the White was (unsurprisingly) more intelligent than his counterpart. "So. RoeInn thinks that he can destroy them by setting the hobbit against the elve? He does not know what hobbits are made of, and that will be his last mistake, unless he's foolish enough to send this Keir child to them."
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The Balrogs knew of the intruders' presence, and were trying to decide how to hunt their victims. They were sent as prey by RoeInn they knew, but the black magician was very difficult. To challenge him was folly, as it was for him to come to their realm. But sending in victims was strange. They took it as a challenge they fully intended to fulfill, and fill their gnawing stomachs in the process. A younger balrog, a messenger, reported that an elf had entered. The balrogs spoke in their loud, thundering voices, and began to beat their drums. Their victims would not excape. Gandalf had done that, and that was a great shame to them. They mustn't do it again, or Deeper Earth wouldn't be as terrifying.
A/N: I wanted to cut it off, but it's a longer chapter for those who want it. Nice suspense? Well, I want reviews, and if I have to make you beg, I will. Review, chapters. My system. Use it, and chapters flow. Ignore it, and be in agony over what Angela does.
Frodo watched her running ahead, and slowly that stupid smile a lovesick fool has for his beloved spread across his face. It became fear as she suddenly shot up. Not flying, but her whole body stretched. Frodo screamed, and raced toward her. What new devilry was this?
Angela noted the strange sensation in her legs. Somehow, she was changing. But she ignored it. Why would it matter? She was trapped in deeper earth for quite a while. She turned around to smile at Frodo, and realized he was as high as her waist.
Angela blanched, and fell..fell..fell into the abyss, towards the eager balrogs.
But on a ledge below her, someone with long blonde hair caught her. "I was informed, Miss Angela, that you were a hobbit. That was the case I was told when the ring was destroyed." Angela blushed. Legolas. The only member of the fellowship she didn't know how to act around.
"My lord, I am sorry to inconvenience you." She apologized.
Legolas set her on the ledge beside him, and tilted her face to his. "Do not be so, fair maiden. It was my pleasure."
Unknown to the two elves, a dark haired figure with furry feet was watching, his heart being broken in two at the image. Yet again, he was the only "Little One," and the two elves were there only to 'protect' him. He stamped his foot. It just wasn't fair! Why was Legolas so good with women, and why did the evil magician choose THAT moment to turn her into an elf? Just to torture him?
The black magician watched them through his palantir, smiling. Perfect. They summoned Legolas. The one who secretly liked her. Now how would she react? This would delay them hopefully long enough for them to forget Adrian's strange kindness to the girl. He wasn't especially happy with Frodo, but that was understandable.
Unknown to the unsuspecting magician, his young apprentice had taken a liking to the small group, and wanted to save them and her world from the destruction RoeInn had planned for it. "Madeleine Keir, if you don't hurry up, I shall find another apprentice, and leave you here to die in this land!" Madeleine hurried in, apologizing, not daring to be rude enough to look RoeInn the Black in the face.
Gandalf was watching with another palantir, watching the girl, seeing her intentions. He smiled. Gandalf the White was (unsurprisingly) more intelligent than his counterpart. "So. RoeInn thinks that he can destroy them by setting the hobbit against the elve? He does not know what hobbits are made of, and that will be his last mistake, unless he's foolish enough to send this Keir child to them."
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The Balrogs knew of the intruders' presence, and were trying to decide how to hunt their victims. They were sent as prey by RoeInn they knew, but the black magician was very difficult. To challenge him was folly, as it was for him to come to their realm. But sending in victims was strange. They took it as a challenge they fully intended to fulfill, and fill their gnawing stomachs in the process. A younger balrog, a messenger, reported that an elf had entered. The balrogs spoke in their loud, thundering voices, and began to beat their drums. Their victims would not excape. Gandalf had done that, and that was a great shame to them. They mustn't do it again, or Deeper Earth wouldn't be as terrifying.
A/N: I wanted to cut it off, but it's a longer chapter for those who want it. Nice suspense? Well, I want reviews, and if I have to make you beg, I will. Review, chapters. My system. Use it, and chapters flow. Ignore it, and be in agony over what Angela does.