Chronicles
Written by Aria Nightwing
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REQUIRED LEGAL MUMBO JUMBO
(I don't want to be sued)
Lord of the Rings Copyright (C) 1955, 1965 by J. R. R. Tolkien
Copyright (C) Renewed 1983 by Christopher R. Tolkien, Michael H. R. Tolkien, John F. R. Tolkien, and Priscilla M. A. R. Tolkien.
Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time copyright (C) 1998 by Nintendo
I lay claim to the following...
MAJOR CHARACTERS
Selenay (Zelda and Link's daughter, age 14)
Aniraco (Zelda and Link's son, age 9)
Archia (Strider's daughter and companion, age 12)
AND OF COURSE...
The story line.
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Notes:
For this story, I did the following;
(a) Put Hyrule next to Middle-earth. It is located about 20 miles off of the west coast of Gondor.
(b) The War of the Ring didn't take place. The time period is around the end of the Third Age.
(c) Saurman is evil, and working with Ganondorf.
(d) Strider and Aragon are two different people.
(e) Zelda is NOT royalty.
For this chapter, I'm writing from Grima's perspective. *hugs Grima plushie*
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RATINGS
(again, I don't want to be sued)
WHOLE STORY: PG-13
[For violence, and some cursing]
CHAPTER THREE: PG.
[Because Ganondorf screams damn, among other things]
Now... LET US BEGIN!!!!
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Quotes of the Chapter:
"Laugh under the weeping moon, and it will come down and squash you like a bug."
-me
And...
"Long live the misunderstood Grima!!"
-me
Chronicles
CHAPTER THREE
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"FOOL!!"
That shout echoed off of the the walls of mighty Othanc, home to the head of the White Council, Saruman the White. His master. The wizard that whipped him like a dog and called him the Wormtongue. He hated him, but he could do nothing against him. He was powerless.
"I say again, Saruman, that you are the biggest fool on the face of Middle-Earth! You had them, you had those Hylian brats, and you let them get away! YOU LET THEM GET AWAY! Damn you and you decendants for you incompetence! I shoud rip you head from you shoulders, you misirable excuse for a wizard! And you say that you are the wisest of your Order? Hell, a ten-year-old is smarter than you, you wreched creature..." the voice raged.
"But..." Saruman protested weakly. Grima smiled at the thought of Saruman squirming underneath Ganondorf's stare.
"But nothing. You let them get away."
"But Ganondorf, I didn't 'let' them get away! It was the Uruk-hai who let the children escape!" Saruman cried. Grima couldn't help it, he started laughing quietly to himself.
"Ah, but who was it that was ordering them, hmm? I believe you were in charge of the Uruk-hai..." Ganondorf's voice trailed off, and he stopped laughing instantly.
"Master Saruman, Master Ganondorf, may I enter?" He called quietly from the hall, hoping that he hadn't been caught eavesdropping, like he had been last time. He still bore the marks of the whip.
"Ah..." Ganondorf said warmly, "Do come in, Grima, son of Galmod. I hope you bring good news."
The door creaked open, and Grima Wormtongue walked in. His was a shrunken figure, with dark eyes deep-set in his death-pale face, thin dark lips, and black hair. "I do indeed bring good news, Master Ganondorf. For I have discovered something of great importance."
"Well, out with it, Wormtongue! I have little patience!" Saruman said angerly.
"Then you had best learn some, Saruman." said Ganondorf softly. "What were you about to say, Grima?"
Grima looked at Ganondorf, and smiled. He respected Ganondorf more than Saruman. Ganondorf actually called him by his proper name, not Wormtongue, and Ganondorf treated him with kindness and respect, unlike Saruman, who treated him as if he were a mere worm. That's all he wanted, really, to have someone who would treat him as a human, not as a worm. "Master, I have learned that the Hylian children have made their way to Edoras, in Rohan. What's more, I have learned that the children are ill, and will be for several days." he said, knowing that the news would make Ganondorf happy. Ganondorf had been known to chop heads off if he was in a bad mood.
"Good work, Grima." Ganondorf said, smiling. "Will you come with me to Rohan? I will personally ensure that those kids are caught."
"Of couse, Master Ganondorf. Anything to please you..." Grima said, bowing low.
Ganondorf and Grima walked out of the room, leaving a confused and enraged Saruman starting at their backs. Once Grima was out of sight of Saruman, he smiled, knowing that, at least for the moment, he was safe.
Owari
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So, what do you think? Would you shower me with praise or rotten food? Would you throw roses at my feet or sharp assassin knives my chest? Review and tell me if I'm a nut case.
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GRIMA GIRLS AND ALL AFFILIATIONS UNITE!!
Written by Aria Nightwing
******************************
REQUIRED LEGAL MUMBO JUMBO
(I don't want to be sued)
Lord of the Rings Copyright (C) 1955, 1965 by J. R. R. Tolkien
Copyright (C) Renewed 1983 by Christopher R. Tolkien, Michael H. R. Tolkien, John F. R. Tolkien, and Priscilla M. A. R. Tolkien.
Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time copyright (C) 1998 by Nintendo
I lay claim to the following...
MAJOR CHARACTERS
Selenay (Zelda and Link's daughter, age 14)
Aniraco (Zelda and Link's son, age 9)
Archia (Strider's daughter and companion, age 12)
AND OF COURSE...
The story line.
******************************
Notes:
For this story, I did the following;
(a) Put Hyrule next to Middle-earth. It is located about 20 miles off of the west coast of Gondor.
(b) The War of the Ring didn't take place. The time period is around the end of the Third Age.
(c) Saurman is evil, and working with Ganondorf.
(d) Strider and Aragon are two different people.
(e) Zelda is NOT royalty.
For this chapter, I'm writing from Grima's perspective. *hugs Grima plushie*
******************************
RATINGS
(again, I don't want to be sued)
WHOLE STORY: PG-13
[For violence, and some cursing]
CHAPTER THREE: PG.
[Because Ganondorf screams damn, among other things]
Now... LET US BEGIN!!!!
******************************
Quotes of the Chapter:
"Laugh under the weeping moon, and it will come down and squash you like a bug."
-me
And...
"Long live the misunderstood Grima!!"
-me
Chronicles
CHAPTER THREE
******************************
"FOOL!!"
That shout echoed off of the the walls of mighty Othanc, home to the head of the White Council, Saruman the White. His master. The wizard that whipped him like a dog and called him the Wormtongue. He hated him, but he could do nothing against him. He was powerless.
"I say again, Saruman, that you are the biggest fool on the face of Middle-Earth! You had them, you had those Hylian brats, and you let them get away! YOU LET THEM GET AWAY! Damn you and you decendants for you incompetence! I shoud rip you head from you shoulders, you misirable excuse for a wizard! And you say that you are the wisest of your Order? Hell, a ten-year-old is smarter than you, you wreched creature..." the voice raged.
"But..." Saruman protested weakly. Grima smiled at the thought of Saruman squirming underneath Ganondorf's stare.
"But nothing. You let them get away."
"But Ganondorf, I didn't 'let' them get away! It was the Uruk-hai who let the children escape!" Saruman cried. Grima couldn't help it, he started laughing quietly to himself.
"Ah, but who was it that was ordering them, hmm? I believe you were in charge of the Uruk-hai..." Ganondorf's voice trailed off, and he stopped laughing instantly.
"Master Saruman, Master Ganondorf, may I enter?" He called quietly from the hall, hoping that he hadn't been caught eavesdropping, like he had been last time. He still bore the marks of the whip.
"Ah..." Ganondorf said warmly, "Do come in, Grima, son of Galmod. I hope you bring good news."
The door creaked open, and Grima Wormtongue walked in. His was a shrunken figure, with dark eyes deep-set in his death-pale face, thin dark lips, and black hair. "I do indeed bring good news, Master Ganondorf. For I have discovered something of great importance."
"Well, out with it, Wormtongue! I have little patience!" Saruman said angerly.
"Then you had best learn some, Saruman." said Ganondorf softly. "What were you about to say, Grima?"
Grima looked at Ganondorf, and smiled. He respected Ganondorf more than Saruman. Ganondorf actually called him by his proper name, not Wormtongue, and Ganondorf treated him with kindness and respect, unlike Saruman, who treated him as if he were a mere worm. That's all he wanted, really, to have someone who would treat him as a human, not as a worm. "Master, I have learned that the Hylian children have made their way to Edoras, in Rohan. What's more, I have learned that the children are ill, and will be for several days." he said, knowing that the news would make Ganondorf happy. Ganondorf had been known to chop heads off if he was in a bad mood.
"Good work, Grima." Ganondorf said, smiling. "Will you come with me to Rohan? I will personally ensure that those kids are caught."
"Of couse, Master Ganondorf. Anything to please you..." Grima said, bowing low.
Ganondorf and Grima walked out of the room, leaving a confused and enraged Saruman starting at their backs. Once Grima was out of sight of Saruman, he smiled, knowing that, at least for the moment, he was safe.
Owari
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So, what do you think? Would you shower me with praise or rotten food? Would you throw roses at my feet or sharp assassin knives my chest? Review and tell me if I'm a nut case.
***************************************************************************************************************
GRIMA GIRLS AND ALL AFFILIATIONS UNITE!!