*~*Many Meetings and a Wound*~*
Disclaimer: Look at Chapter 1
A/N: There are some bad words in this chapter. Just a warning. And also I'm changing how they meet Aragorn.
Mickey opened her eyes and found herself on the ground and looking up into the face of a Dwarf. "Yah! WHO ARE YOU?!"
The dwarf jumped back "I am Gimli-"
Mickey looked at him with wide eyes "Son of Gloin?! How- I mean, your not supposed…it can't be…" she suddenly stood up and found herself much shorter than before "Oh god! I'm a dwarf!" She look down at herself and found her clothes still fit her as well as they had before. But now she was much, much shorter.
Gimli laughed, "Of coarse you're a dwarf."
Mickey looked up "Gimli, where is it that you head? Is it Rivendell?"
Gimli looked surprised "Yes, I am heading there. Why do you ask?"
Mickey smiled evilly "I need a ride."
"Ride? Do I look like a horse? If you are getting to Rivendell, walk."
Mickey found a strip of gum in her pocket and popped it in her mouth. She chewed for a moment and then made a bubble. When it popped she said "Fine. I need directions. And since you're going there I might as well go with you." She smiled again and blew another bubble. "So, what do you say, Gimli? Will you take me or will I go on my own?"
Gimli laughed and said, "You are very different from any dwarf I have ever seen. From any lady dwarf, I should say. Ladies do not go running around crazily in strange lands. Ladies belong at home." Mickey frowned. She was a full-grown feminist and was proud of it. But she wasn't one of those people who think females are the best, she just doesn't like those 'females should stay at home' comments from men.
"Not me, Gimli. I go where I want, whether only men have gone there before or no one has gone there before. I belong in no home and if anyone wants to disprove that they can try and take a piece of me." She crossed her arms angrily and blew another bubble.
"Fine, let's go. If we hurry we can be there by sunset." Gimli began to walk and Mickey had to run to catch up.
~~At about the same time but a different place~~
Boromir sighed as he looked at the map. They had been traveling for eleven days and all his men were tired were ready to rest. But they had no time to rest. They would rest when they got to Rivendell. It was only a league away.
"If only I had the Ring. Then we would have no need to go to Rivendell. If I did I would save my homeland and my people."
Then Boromir heard a voice behind him "Not before it destroyed you. And you would become evil and like that deliver the Ring to Dark Lord."
Boromir turned to look at the boy. He was no older than 14 or 15 years old. He glared at the boy "Who are you?"
The boy smiled "My name is Sean. I am from Rohan and was called to be in the council in Rivendell in place for King Theoden." Sean knew he was a good liar and was sure he could trick Boromir.
Boromir fell for it. He stood and said, "How is King Theoden? It has been a while since I last saw him."
"He is quite well." Sean said, "You are always welcome to Rohan, Boromir." He bowed and then got up. "May I ride with you and your men? My horse ran off and it seems that he won't come back." This time, though, Boromir saw a hint of a lie.
"But I thought Rohans were good with horses." He said suspiciously.
Sean smiled, thinking fast for an excuse. "This horse was the only one available…and it turns out to be the one that hates me." Then he laughed, trying to be even more convincing.
Boromir, having seen the hint of a lie was now more cautious. "Why have you come here?"
Sean, bowing again, said, "It would be an honor even to walk side by side with the riders of your company. Will you give that honor?" Man, I'm good, thought Sean to himself.
Boromir smiled "I shall see if we have any spare horses. If not you will ride with someone else. You don't look too heavy."
Sean smiled knowing his trick would work. He hoped to find his friend in Rivendell. He would just have to wait and find out.
~~At the Inn in Bree~~
Ella sighed as she stretched her stiff neck. She sat up and looked around. She saw Frodo, Pippin and Merry sitting around and having a good pipe. After they reached the inn Ella had gone to take a nap. Now it was late and she was in no mood to sleep. She sighed and stood up. She stretched a little more. And did some exercises she had learned from her coach on the basketball team.
Merry looked up from the conversation to look at her "What are you doing, Ella?"
Ella jumped in surprise. Which was not a good thing at that moment. She fell forward and landed on her back "Ouch, crap!" She sits up, massaging her back. She brushes some hair out her eyes to see three hobbits walking to her.
"I am sorry, Ella." Merry stuck out his hand to help her up. She took his hand and brushed herself off quickly.
Suddenly Sam ran into the room. All the faces turned to him. Sam, panting, sat down on the bed. Ella walked over "Sam, was it a Black Rider? A tall man by the name of Strider?"
Sam looked at Ella in surprise "Miss Ella, how did you know Strider's name? How did you know about him at him at all?"
Ella smiled "Can I say that it was a lucky guess?" At that moment the door opened and in came Strider (aka Aragorn). Sam glared at him but remained silent. Ella turned to look at him. Then she smiled again and bowed "Lord Aragorn it's an honor to meet you."
She got up again and laughed at the surprise on his face. "That is who you are, Aragorn. Just because I know your name means not that you know mine, so don't try to search though your memory for any memory of me. You will find nothing." Everything in the room was still and Ella smiled again. 'I'm good' she though to herself.
Aragorn finally spoke "Lady hobbit, I am in the search of a Frodo Baggins. I wouldn't be surprised if you knew him." Pippin bite his lip and Merry said, "Mister, we know no-"
Ella raised her hand to silence him "Merry, he is a friend of Gandalf. He has Isildur's Bane also in his possession." She smiles at Aragorn, a smile full of mocking swagger "Am I not correct?"
"How do you know this, Halfling?" Aragorn spoke.
Ella smiled mischievously "A halfling I am not. I am the child of a man and a woman, Donald Hardon and Lila Marken. I was turned into a hobbit when I found Sting."
Frodo's eyes widen as she mentioned Sting "Sting? How did you find Sting?"
She laughed at his facial expression. "Yes, Bilbo's Sting. The elven Sting." Then she turned back to Aragorn "We have to get out of here. The Black Riders are coming and we won't be too happy when they get here. Now, Aragorn I forget if you know a place or if the owner of this place knows a place. Don't forget to take Bill. But right now, I must leave you. I will be back when the Black Riders leave. Don't worry; I can take care of myself." With that she ran off.
She knew where the people of the inn were and where she could get some proper food. She went up to the counter "Do you have bread or anything normal?" She asked quickly and firmly. The counter guys spoke with slurry word but she could understand, barely.
"Depends what you mean by normal." He said slowly. She sighs "Bread? Do you have bread?"
He shook his head "No…we're getting deliveries tomorrow."
She sighed "Oh great, now I'm going to fuckin' starve because I have no freakin' food that any normal person eats!!" The entire inn stares at her. She stares back "What you all looking at?!" With that they turned back to what they were doing. She walked out of the inn into the night, fuming.
In that way the Black Rider sneaked up behind her and hit her with its sword. She fell to the ground in a heap. The blade hadn't cut deep but that didn't stop the flow of blood to slow down. The Black Rider suddenly heard a noise and ran off. From the inn ran out Pippin and Merry. Pippin had seen Ella walk out of the inn and they decided to see where she was heading. But they were too late. They attempted at carrying her inside but failed. At last they decided Merry should stay with her while Pippin got Frodo, Sam and Aragorn. When they all were out, Aragorn kneeled down next to her.
Ella felt cold and numb. She felt everyone's presence but she feels as if no matter what she could never move. After a moment though she could catch different phrases.
"She…survive…Rivendell…Elrond could…go quickly…Black Riders here…not safe…" Then she fell into a deep sleep that she would not awaken from for many hours.
~~A few minutes away from Bree~~
Aragorn was worried. This young girl, which Sam, Merry, Pippin and Frodo had told him name's was Ella, would not survive if not taken to Elrond as soon as possible. She was shivering crazily and she felt cold at the touch. Aragorn thought it was a waste because she seemed to know all about the ring and everything. She might have helped in some way.
Frodo looked at Ella. She was quite strange, for a hobbit. If she even was a hobbit. Hobbits are usually open and merry. Her was sly and secretive, like fox. She said when they reached Rivendell she would tell them about herself. She was a proud person and had great confidence in herself. But now she was cold and her heart was growing dark. He felt saddened that such a happy and clever spirit would be darkened by such evil. Aragorn had explained that the wound was made from a Black Rider's sword so if it reached her heart she would turn like them. He hoped she would survive.
Sam was busy thinking about all about what might be happening in the Shire. He stopped for a little while to think about Ella but he thought 'She is a sranger and I have more important things to think about. Besides she was very strange and we might do better without her.' Then after he thought that he felt bad because she was the worst off of their company. He went over to her and saw she was much paler than most of them were, even after being tired out from traveling and since the four hobbits weren't very used to traveling so far without much rest. It was very tiring, indeed. Strangely she wore shoes, even though she had said she indeed did have hairy feet like all hobbits. Also strangely her hair was golden red, like the leaves in the fall yet brighter. Her usually bright and lively gray eyes were now close and even if they were open, Sam betted that that they would be dead and cold.
Merry looked through his pack and feels a cold go up his spine. He feels the silence start to get to him and shivers. Everyone in the company was quiet and he felt the need to say something. Yet for once in his life he could not think of anything to say. He sighed and leaned against a large tree, thinking.
Pippin watched Ella closely and with much curiosity. He wondered who she really was and how she got to them. How she knew about the Ring and everything would also be a question worth asking her. He sighed and saw her face was pained as if fighting a horrible battle inside herself. Aragorn tried to explain to the hobbits what had happened. Frodo seemed to have understood it mostly and Merry looked as if with a little more explaining he could get some of it. Sam and Pippin got the main point at least, that a blade of a black rider had struck her and if left without healing for much longer and she would die. Pippin shook his head in despair at the thought of losing her but there was nothing he could do to help her. He soon nodded off to sleep.
A/N: I'm sorry that it took so long to post this chapter but I didn't have much time with all my schoolwork *glares at teachers for piling on work* Well, we ARE nearing this major test so I guess I can't blame them. Well, anyway I'll try and get the next chapter up ASAP!
Disclaimer: Look at Chapter 1
A/N: There are some bad words in this chapter. Just a warning. And also I'm changing how they meet Aragorn.
Mickey opened her eyes and found herself on the ground and looking up into the face of a Dwarf. "Yah! WHO ARE YOU?!"
The dwarf jumped back "I am Gimli-"
Mickey looked at him with wide eyes "Son of Gloin?! How- I mean, your not supposed…it can't be…" she suddenly stood up and found herself much shorter than before "Oh god! I'm a dwarf!" She look down at herself and found her clothes still fit her as well as they had before. But now she was much, much shorter.
Gimli laughed, "Of coarse you're a dwarf."
Mickey looked up "Gimli, where is it that you head? Is it Rivendell?"
Gimli looked surprised "Yes, I am heading there. Why do you ask?"
Mickey smiled evilly "I need a ride."
"Ride? Do I look like a horse? If you are getting to Rivendell, walk."
Mickey found a strip of gum in her pocket and popped it in her mouth. She chewed for a moment and then made a bubble. When it popped she said "Fine. I need directions. And since you're going there I might as well go with you." She smiled again and blew another bubble. "So, what do you say, Gimli? Will you take me or will I go on my own?"
Gimli laughed and said, "You are very different from any dwarf I have ever seen. From any lady dwarf, I should say. Ladies do not go running around crazily in strange lands. Ladies belong at home." Mickey frowned. She was a full-grown feminist and was proud of it. But she wasn't one of those people who think females are the best, she just doesn't like those 'females should stay at home' comments from men.
"Not me, Gimli. I go where I want, whether only men have gone there before or no one has gone there before. I belong in no home and if anyone wants to disprove that they can try and take a piece of me." She crossed her arms angrily and blew another bubble.
"Fine, let's go. If we hurry we can be there by sunset." Gimli began to walk and Mickey had to run to catch up.
~~At about the same time but a different place~~
Boromir sighed as he looked at the map. They had been traveling for eleven days and all his men were tired were ready to rest. But they had no time to rest. They would rest when they got to Rivendell. It was only a league away.
"If only I had the Ring. Then we would have no need to go to Rivendell. If I did I would save my homeland and my people."
Then Boromir heard a voice behind him "Not before it destroyed you. And you would become evil and like that deliver the Ring to Dark Lord."
Boromir turned to look at the boy. He was no older than 14 or 15 years old. He glared at the boy "Who are you?"
The boy smiled "My name is Sean. I am from Rohan and was called to be in the council in Rivendell in place for King Theoden." Sean knew he was a good liar and was sure he could trick Boromir.
Boromir fell for it. He stood and said, "How is King Theoden? It has been a while since I last saw him."
"He is quite well." Sean said, "You are always welcome to Rohan, Boromir." He bowed and then got up. "May I ride with you and your men? My horse ran off and it seems that he won't come back." This time, though, Boromir saw a hint of a lie.
"But I thought Rohans were good with horses." He said suspiciously.
Sean smiled, thinking fast for an excuse. "This horse was the only one available…and it turns out to be the one that hates me." Then he laughed, trying to be even more convincing.
Boromir, having seen the hint of a lie was now more cautious. "Why have you come here?"
Sean, bowing again, said, "It would be an honor even to walk side by side with the riders of your company. Will you give that honor?" Man, I'm good, thought Sean to himself.
Boromir smiled "I shall see if we have any spare horses. If not you will ride with someone else. You don't look too heavy."
Sean smiled knowing his trick would work. He hoped to find his friend in Rivendell. He would just have to wait and find out.
~~At the Inn in Bree~~
Ella sighed as she stretched her stiff neck. She sat up and looked around. She saw Frodo, Pippin and Merry sitting around and having a good pipe. After they reached the inn Ella had gone to take a nap. Now it was late and she was in no mood to sleep. She sighed and stood up. She stretched a little more. And did some exercises she had learned from her coach on the basketball team.
Merry looked up from the conversation to look at her "What are you doing, Ella?"
Ella jumped in surprise. Which was not a good thing at that moment. She fell forward and landed on her back "Ouch, crap!" She sits up, massaging her back. She brushes some hair out her eyes to see three hobbits walking to her.
"I am sorry, Ella." Merry stuck out his hand to help her up. She took his hand and brushed herself off quickly.
Suddenly Sam ran into the room. All the faces turned to him. Sam, panting, sat down on the bed. Ella walked over "Sam, was it a Black Rider? A tall man by the name of Strider?"
Sam looked at Ella in surprise "Miss Ella, how did you know Strider's name? How did you know about him at him at all?"
Ella smiled "Can I say that it was a lucky guess?" At that moment the door opened and in came Strider (aka Aragorn). Sam glared at him but remained silent. Ella turned to look at him. Then she smiled again and bowed "Lord Aragorn it's an honor to meet you."
She got up again and laughed at the surprise on his face. "That is who you are, Aragorn. Just because I know your name means not that you know mine, so don't try to search though your memory for any memory of me. You will find nothing." Everything in the room was still and Ella smiled again. 'I'm good' she though to herself.
Aragorn finally spoke "Lady hobbit, I am in the search of a Frodo Baggins. I wouldn't be surprised if you knew him." Pippin bite his lip and Merry said, "Mister, we know no-"
Ella raised her hand to silence him "Merry, he is a friend of Gandalf. He has Isildur's Bane also in his possession." She smiles at Aragorn, a smile full of mocking swagger "Am I not correct?"
"How do you know this, Halfling?" Aragorn spoke.
Ella smiled mischievously "A halfling I am not. I am the child of a man and a woman, Donald Hardon and Lila Marken. I was turned into a hobbit when I found Sting."
Frodo's eyes widen as she mentioned Sting "Sting? How did you find Sting?"
She laughed at his facial expression. "Yes, Bilbo's Sting. The elven Sting." Then she turned back to Aragorn "We have to get out of here. The Black Riders are coming and we won't be too happy when they get here. Now, Aragorn I forget if you know a place or if the owner of this place knows a place. Don't forget to take Bill. But right now, I must leave you. I will be back when the Black Riders leave. Don't worry; I can take care of myself." With that she ran off.
She knew where the people of the inn were and where she could get some proper food. She went up to the counter "Do you have bread or anything normal?" She asked quickly and firmly. The counter guys spoke with slurry word but she could understand, barely.
"Depends what you mean by normal." He said slowly. She sighs "Bread? Do you have bread?"
He shook his head "No…we're getting deliveries tomorrow."
She sighed "Oh great, now I'm going to fuckin' starve because I have no freakin' food that any normal person eats!!" The entire inn stares at her. She stares back "What you all looking at?!" With that they turned back to what they were doing. She walked out of the inn into the night, fuming.
In that way the Black Rider sneaked up behind her and hit her with its sword. She fell to the ground in a heap. The blade hadn't cut deep but that didn't stop the flow of blood to slow down. The Black Rider suddenly heard a noise and ran off. From the inn ran out Pippin and Merry. Pippin had seen Ella walk out of the inn and they decided to see where she was heading. But they were too late. They attempted at carrying her inside but failed. At last they decided Merry should stay with her while Pippin got Frodo, Sam and Aragorn. When they all were out, Aragorn kneeled down next to her.
Ella felt cold and numb. She felt everyone's presence but she feels as if no matter what she could never move. After a moment though she could catch different phrases.
"She…survive…Rivendell…Elrond could…go quickly…Black Riders here…not safe…" Then she fell into a deep sleep that she would not awaken from for many hours.
~~A few minutes away from Bree~~
Aragorn was worried. This young girl, which Sam, Merry, Pippin and Frodo had told him name's was Ella, would not survive if not taken to Elrond as soon as possible. She was shivering crazily and she felt cold at the touch. Aragorn thought it was a waste because she seemed to know all about the ring and everything. She might have helped in some way.
Frodo looked at Ella. She was quite strange, for a hobbit. If she even was a hobbit. Hobbits are usually open and merry. Her was sly and secretive, like fox. She said when they reached Rivendell she would tell them about herself. She was a proud person and had great confidence in herself. But now she was cold and her heart was growing dark. He felt saddened that such a happy and clever spirit would be darkened by such evil. Aragorn had explained that the wound was made from a Black Rider's sword so if it reached her heart she would turn like them. He hoped she would survive.
Sam was busy thinking about all about what might be happening in the Shire. He stopped for a little while to think about Ella but he thought 'She is a sranger and I have more important things to think about. Besides she was very strange and we might do better without her.' Then after he thought that he felt bad because she was the worst off of their company. He went over to her and saw she was much paler than most of them were, even after being tired out from traveling and since the four hobbits weren't very used to traveling so far without much rest. It was very tiring, indeed. Strangely she wore shoes, even though she had said she indeed did have hairy feet like all hobbits. Also strangely her hair was golden red, like the leaves in the fall yet brighter. Her usually bright and lively gray eyes were now close and even if they were open, Sam betted that that they would be dead and cold.
Merry looked through his pack and feels a cold go up his spine. He feels the silence start to get to him and shivers. Everyone in the company was quiet and he felt the need to say something. Yet for once in his life he could not think of anything to say. He sighed and leaned against a large tree, thinking.
Pippin watched Ella closely and with much curiosity. He wondered who she really was and how she got to them. How she knew about the Ring and everything would also be a question worth asking her. He sighed and saw her face was pained as if fighting a horrible battle inside herself. Aragorn tried to explain to the hobbits what had happened. Frodo seemed to have understood it mostly and Merry looked as if with a little more explaining he could get some of it. Sam and Pippin got the main point at least, that a blade of a black rider had struck her and if left without healing for much longer and she would die. Pippin shook his head in despair at the thought of losing her but there was nothing he could do to help her. He soon nodded off to sleep.
A/N: I'm sorry that it took so long to post this chapter but I didn't have much time with all my schoolwork *glares at teachers for piling on work* Well, we ARE nearing this major test so I guess I can't blame them. Well, anyway I'll try and get the next chapter up ASAP!