A/N okay chapter (7+1) coming up. I was told by my sister who knows more
about SM then me, that Sammy, Serena's brother has a crush on Amy, so I was
thinking that I am going to use that in this story, but no one knows that
he does, because if they did it won't work out in the way that I'm writing
this.
"Come on Dad, it's going to have all these cool things, swords, armor, axes, and shields. Please, I really would like to go." Sammy pleaded with his father to sign the field trip permission form to go to the museum to see it's new European display.
"Oh, really? And who would be chaperoning this trip?" Mr. Tsukino asked Sammy. Sammy then looked down at his shoes and started to shuffle his feet.
"Well there's going to be the teacher and they got a high school student to go too." Sammy said a little slower and calmer then usual.
"Who's the student?" his dad asked. Then Sammy perked up and smiled.
"Amy Mizuno. I think she's one of Serena's friends." Sammy replied, trying to hide the fact that he was blushing slightly when he said it. His father then took the paper and signed it, then handed it back to Sammy who started jumping up and down with happiness.
"Thanks Dad!!" he shouted, as he left and finished getting ready for school.
Now at the museum, the entire class was looking at the selection of items that were on display, Sammy, on the other hand was focusing more on Amy then what the guide was saying.
"Now this piece is fascinating. On one side of the scabbard, there is a complex runic language, on the other there is a form of European styled writing." The guide said, as she showed them a sword in it's scabbard. Some of the students let out sighs.
"The writing, as we have translated says 'The sword of the King, long may he live and rule, and may all evil fear this sword in his hands,' very interesting, no?" the guide asked the group.
"Can you show us the actual sword?" one of the students asked. The guide shook her head slowly before she answered.
"No, unfortunately the sword is somehow stuck in the scabbard, we tried what we could to remove it, but we didn't wish to harm the scabbards as well." The guide said. And with that the group moved on, but Amy saw some people that she recognized.
"Troybin, Pippin, what are you doing here?" Amy said to them. The old wizard just blinked at her. And he started to talk, but Pippin answered first.
"We're checking out how well they guard the swords so that we can take them later tonight, Troybin says that one of them is bound to be the Narsil. Then all we would have to do is find the Heir and we're done, since we found the stone thingy last week." Pippin said, very proud at what he about what he said. He was than immediately slapped over the head by Troybin.
"You fool of a Took, do that again and I will use your head to put my pipe- weed in." he whispered sternly to the hobbit. Amy was a little taken about what was just said, by the hobbit and the wizard.
"What do you mean by that, Pippin?" Amy asked, but before Pippin could answer, Troybin put his hand over Pippins mouth and started to talk.
"Don't mind him, he doesn't know what he talks. Just ignore that remark of his, it's silly talk and we were just leaving anyway." Troybin said with a slick smile and he and Pippin started to leave, but she over heard Troybin scolding Pippin while they were walking away. Amy just shook her head sadly and walked back to the group, who were moving onto the shields where the class was. But the one thing that the members of the Fellowship noticed was that one of the swords in the display case glowed a slight silver, making itself known to the Heir, had they been paying attention.
Later that night, the museum was robbed, but all that was stolen was a sword that was practically useless, so it wasn't missed. But elsewhere, after the robbery, a servant of the greatest evil to ever become spoke of what happened that night. And the sound that followed was frightening. The most terrifying sound to ever be uttered by this being. It wasn't rage, or anger, or mad fear. The Dark Lord Sauron, enemy to all the Free Peoples, laughed.
Sorry bout that, I needed to finish this chapter. And I mean I really needed to finish it. But anyways, you'll never guess who the Heir, and I'm not telling, so you'll have to guess. Oh and some people want 500 reviews or 100 hundred reviews, I'll be happy with just 37, that's my goal, 37 reviews, so help me reach that goal if you would.
"Come on Dad, it's going to have all these cool things, swords, armor, axes, and shields. Please, I really would like to go." Sammy pleaded with his father to sign the field trip permission form to go to the museum to see it's new European display.
"Oh, really? And who would be chaperoning this trip?" Mr. Tsukino asked Sammy. Sammy then looked down at his shoes and started to shuffle his feet.
"Well there's going to be the teacher and they got a high school student to go too." Sammy said a little slower and calmer then usual.
"Who's the student?" his dad asked. Then Sammy perked up and smiled.
"Amy Mizuno. I think she's one of Serena's friends." Sammy replied, trying to hide the fact that he was blushing slightly when he said it. His father then took the paper and signed it, then handed it back to Sammy who started jumping up and down with happiness.
"Thanks Dad!!" he shouted, as he left and finished getting ready for school.
Now at the museum, the entire class was looking at the selection of items that were on display, Sammy, on the other hand was focusing more on Amy then what the guide was saying.
"Now this piece is fascinating. On one side of the scabbard, there is a complex runic language, on the other there is a form of European styled writing." The guide said, as she showed them a sword in it's scabbard. Some of the students let out sighs.
"The writing, as we have translated says 'The sword of the King, long may he live and rule, and may all evil fear this sword in his hands,' very interesting, no?" the guide asked the group.
"Can you show us the actual sword?" one of the students asked. The guide shook her head slowly before she answered.
"No, unfortunately the sword is somehow stuck in the scabbard, we tried what we could to remove it, but we didn't wish to harm the scabbards as well." The guide said. And with that the group moved on, but Amy saw some people that she recognized.
"Troybin, Pippin, what are you doing here?" Amy said to them. The old wizard just blinked at her. And he started to talk, but Pippin answered first.
"We're checking out how well they guard the swords so that we can take them later tonight, Troybin says that one of them is bound to be the Narsil. Then all we would have to do is find the Heir and we're done, since we found the stone thingy last week." Pippin said, very proud at what he about what he said. He was than immediately slapped over the head by Troybin.
"You fool of a Took, do that again and I will use your head to put my pipe- weed in." he whispered sternly to the hobbit. Amy was a little taken about what was just said, by the hobbit and the wizard.
"What do you mean by that, Pippin?" Amy asked, but before Pippin could answer, Troybin put his hand over Pippins mouth and started to talk.
"Don't mind him, he doesn't know what he talks. Just ignore that remark of his, it's silly talk and we were just leaving anyway." Troybin said with a slick smile and he and Pippin started to leave, but she over heard Troybin scolding Pippin while they were walking away. Amy just shook her head sadly and walked back to the group, who were moving onto the shields where the class was. But the one thing that the members of the Fellowship noticed was that one of the swords in the display case glowed a slight silver, making itself known to the Heir, had they been paying attention.
Later that night, the museum was robbed, but all that was stolen was a sword that was practically useless, so it wasn't missed. But elsewhere, after the robbery, a servant of the greatest evil to ever become spoke of what happened that night. And the sound that followed was frightening. The most terrifying sound to ever be uttered by this being. It wasn't rage, or anger, or mad fear. The Dark Lord Sauron, enemy to all the Free Peoples, laughed.
Sorry bout that, I needed to finish this chapter. And I mean I really needed to finish it. But anyways, you'll never guess who the Heir, and I'm not telling, so you'll have to guess. Oh and some people want 500 reviews or 100 hundred reviews, I'll be happy with just 37, that's my goal, 37 reviews, so help me reach that goal if you would.