To watch over you
Author - Clara Lou
Disclaimer - Lord of the rings belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien and Buffy and Angel belong to Joss Whedon. Nothing belongs to me
Summary - One person tries to find their redemption by helping others face their destiny.
Pairings - Not sure right now
Spoilers - Lord of the rings: The fellowship of the ring Book/Movie and up to the end of series six of Buffy and Season one of Angel.
Feedback - Please I need to know if you all want another chapter :)
Author's notes - They Lord of The Rings will come into play in chapter 5 not Chapter 3 as I originally thought
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Willow placed her bags on the bed and looked about the room, it was sparse but comfortable. Not that she deserved any luxuries, shaking her head she tried to rid herself of these thoughts. She wouldn't be here if the PTB didn't have faith and trust in her.
She quickly put away her clothes and laid her laptop out on the small table in the corner. They didn't have access to the net yet, but Doyle promised that he would get that fixed soon.
She walked out of the room and stood at the entrance to the kitchen unsure of what she should do. Luckily Doyle called her into the living room at that point and she didn't have time to ponder that line of thought for long.
Doyle smiled at her and indicated for her to sit down opposite him.
"Seems like the big guys have decided its time to let you know what your mission is." He told her with a smile "But don't worry they wont be sending you anywhere till your ready. So they want you to know the background of the person you will be protecting."
Willow nodded and sat down across from him waiting for him to begin.
Doyle thought for a moment about where to start. "You already know that there are different dimensions right?" he asked her.
Willow nodded and Doyle sighed, "Good this will make this so much easier to explain. A long time ago before any records that man has there was one world. One world that housed all races, man, vampire, demons, witches, wizards, elves, dwarfs and many races you have never heard of. They lived in relative peace with a few fights over silly things such as land and food." Doyle stopped and took a deep breath.
"Then something happened, no one is quiet sure what it was. Maybe it really was the meteorite that scientists talk about we don't know." Doyle told her "The world became split branching off into hundreds of other worlds. Races being placed on different worlds, with no memories of any other races but the ones on their world. One of these worlds that was formed was Middle Earth, a varied population of Dwarfs, Elves, Men, Wizards, Trolls, Orcs and Hobbits live there." Doyle stopped and thought about how to say the rest. "Middle earth like most worlds has evil, Orcs and Goblins to name two. However about 3000 years ago nineteen rings of power made to help the races. Three were given to the elves, seven to the dwarfs and nine to men." Doyle stood up and started to walk around the room. Willow followed him with her eyes curious about the tale.
"They were all deceived, one more ring was made by the Dark Lord Sauron in the fires of Mount Doom. He made the ring to control all the others, a master ring for himself and he poured all his hate, anger and evil into the ring. Quickly the nine men who boor the rings were transformed into something evil, neither living nor dead. They were known as the Nazgul, corrupted by the power of the rings they served Sauron." Stopping Doyle ran a hand through his hair and walked back to the couch and he stood by the couch.
"Rapidly Sauron's evil flooded through the countryside of Middle Earth. His Orcs killed and burned their way across the lands; eventually an alliance was made between Elves and Men. The army travelled to Mordor, basically they fought the Orcs and they were gaining ground until Sauron appeared. He obliterated hundreds of them with one swing of his axe and with one of his swings he hit the King of Gondor sending him flying off his horse and into a wall. The king's son Isuldur came into his greatest moment at this time, picking up his Father's broken sword he cut off Sauron's fingers taking the ring of power from him." Doyle took a drink of his water and sat down.
"This should have been the end of the story but the ring took a hold of Isuldur and stopped him from casting the ring into Mount Doom where it would have been destroyed. Isuldur took the ring and started the journey back to Gondor, but the ring betrayed him. He died and the ring was lost, the story of the ring forgotten by many. Many years past till five hundred of our years ago a Hobbit called Smeagol picked it up. Through circumstances of his own doing, he was cast out of his home and came to reside in a place called The Misty Mountains. There the ring poisoned his mind and gave him unnaturally long life." Doyle ran a hand through his hair.
Willow sat enthralled at the story "Is that the end Doyle?" she asked curiously
Doyle shook his head "No unfortunately it isn't. Whispering of a new evil swept through Middle Earth and the ring somehow knew that Sauron had awoken, the ring left Gollum as he was now know and started for his master. However something happened that the ring didn't anticipate a young Hobbit called Bilbo Baggins picked up the ring. He took the ring back with him to his home in The Shire and there it has stayed for the last 50 years." Doyle finshed.
Willow wrinkled her head in confusion "If it has stayed there all that time then why are you telling me this?"
Doyle smiled "They were right to pick you Red, you're a smart one." He told her causing Willow to blush.
"Sauron wants the ring and the ring wants to be found by its master. They are..joined I suppose is the best word. Bilbo is getting ready to leave The Shire and the wizard Gandalf will realise what it is that Bilbo has in his possession. However the task of destroying the ring will fall to young Frodo, Bilbo's nephew. He will need help to fulfil this task. Help that can't be found on Middle Earth." Doyle held up a hand to halt whatever Willow was about to say.
"A Fellowship will be formed to help him but the ring has much power over Men, Elves and Dwarfs alike. One will die and another will fall during that time, they will be needed later on. That is why the powers want you to help young Frodo and the Fellowship in their task." Doyle finshed and sat down to readied himself for the protests and questions that would fly at him.
Willow sat there staring at her hands in shock. The Powers wanted her to help destroy this ring, keep this Fellowship from falling into the ring's darkness.
"Why me Doyle. I'm not the right person to do this. How can I stop someone from giving into the darkness when I've done that myself?" she asked him quietly
Doyle walked over and sat beside her "That's exactly why they want you Red. You know what it's like and what it does to a person. We won't let you go there unprepared, we will teach you how to fight magically and physically and most importantly how to control yourself. Your magics, your emotions and the lure to the darkness." He said with a soft smile "If you don't want to do it, then just say no. I know it is big, but they believe in you. I believe in you."
Willow looked at her hands thoughtfully and closed her eyes. She could hear the gun shot, smell the sulphur from the bullet and feel the warmth of Tara's blood as it seeped out of her wound. Every time she though about that she could hear Warren's screams for help, the feel of draining Giles's magic, and the rush of sending the bullet ever so slowly into Warren's flesh. Wringing her hands together she held back the tears that wanted to fall, she had cried too much the past few months. Tears for Tara, tears for Warren, tears for her friends who she no longer knew and tears for what she had done.
She knew she had to do it, she had to the guilt was too much. She opened her eyes and took a deep breath before meeting Doyle's eyes "I'll do it." She told him.
Author - Clara Lou
Disclaimer - Lord of the rings belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien and Buffy and Angel belong to Joss Whedon. Nothing belongs to me
Summary - One person tries to find their redemption by helping others face their destiny.
Pairings - Not sure right now
Spoilers - Lord of the rings: The fellowship of the ring Book/Movie and up to the end of series six of Buffy and Season one of Angel.
Feedback - Please I need to know if you all want another chapter :)
Author's notes - They Lord of The Rings will come into play in chapter 5 not Chapter 3 as I originally thought
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Willow placed her bags on the bed and looked about the room, it was sparse but comfortable. Not that she deserved any luxuries, shaking her head she tried to rid herself of these thoughts. She wouldn't be here if the PTB didn't have faith and trust in her.
She quickly put away her clothes and laid her laptop out on the small table in the corner. They didn't have access to the net yet, but Doyle promised that he would get that fixed soon.
She walked out of the room and stood at the entrance to the kitchen unsure of what she should do. Luckily Doyle called her into the living room at that point and she didn't have time to ponder that line of thought for long.
Doyle smiled at her and indicated for her to sit down opposite him.
"Seems like the big guys have decided its time to let you know what your mission is." He told her with a smile "But don't worry they wont be sending you anywhere till your ready. So they want you to know the background of the person you will be protecting."
Willow nodded and sat down across from him waiting for him to begin.
Doyle thought for a moment about where to start. "You already know that there are different dimensions right?" he asked her.
Willow nodded and Doyle sighed, "Good this will make this so much easier to explain. A long time ago before any records that man has there was one world. One world that housed all races, man, vampire, demons, witches, wizards, elves, dwarfs and many races you have never heard of. They lived in relative peace with a few fights over silly things such as land and food." Doyle stopped and took a deep breath.
"Then something happened, no one is quiet sure what it was. Maybe it really was the meteorite that scientists talk about we don't know." Doyle told her "The world became split branching off into hundreds of other worlds. Races being placed on different worlds, with no memories of any other races but the ones on their world. One of these worlds that was formed was Middle Earth, a varied population of Dwarfs, Elves, Men, Wizards, Trolls, Orcs and Hobbits live there." Doyle stopped and thought about how to say the rest. "Middle earth like most worlds has evil, Orcs and Goblins to name two. However about 3000 years ago nineteen rings of power made to help the races. Three were given to the elves, seven to the dwarfs and nine to men." Doyle stood up and started to walk around the room. Willow followed him with her eyes curious about the tale.
"They were all deceived, one more ring was made by the Dark Lord Sauron in the fires of Mount Doom. He made the ring to control all the others, a master ring for himself and he poured all his hate, anger and evil into the ring. Quickly the nine men who boor the rings were transformed into something evil, neither living nor dead. They were known as the Nazgul, corrupted by the power of the rings they served Sauron." Stopping Doyle ran a hand through his hair and walked back to the couch and he stood by the couch.
"Rapidly Sauron's evil flooded through the countryside of Middle Earth. His Orcs killed and burned their way across the lands; eventually an alliance was made between Elves and Men. The army travelled to Mordor, basically they fought the Orcs and they were gaining ground until Sauron appeared. He obliterated hundreds of them with one swing of his axe and with one of his swings he hit the King of Gondor sending him flying off his horse and into a wall. The king's son Isuldur came into his greatest moment at this time, picking up his Father's broken sword he cut off Sauron's fingers taking the ring of power from him." Doyle took a drink of his water and sat down.
"This should have been the end of the story but the ring took a hold of Isuldur and stopped him from casting the ring into Mount Doom where it would have been destroyed. Isuldur took the ring and started the journey back to Gondor, but the ring betrayed him. He died and the ring was lost, the story of the ring forgotten by many. Many years past till five hundred of our years ago a Hobbit called Smeagol picked it up. Through circumstances of his own doing, he was cast out of his home and came to reside in a place called The Misty Mountains. There the ring poisoned his mind and gave him unnaturally long life." Doyle ran a hand through his hair.
Willow sat enthralled at the story "Is that the end Doyle?" she asked curiously
Doyle shook his head "No unfortunately it isn't. Whispering of a new evil swept through Middle Earth and the ring somehow knew that Sauron had awoken, the ring left Gollum as he was now know and started for his master. However something happened that the ring didn't anticipate a young Hobbit called Bilbo Baggins picked up the ring. He took the ring back with him to his home in The Shire and there it has stayed for the last 50 years." Doyle finshed.
Willow wrinkled her head in confusion "If it has stayed there all that time then why are you telling me this?"
Doyle smiled "They were right to pick you Red, you're a smart one." He told her causing Willow to blush.
"Sauron wants the ring and the ring wants to be found by its master. They are..joined I suppose is the best word. Bilbo is getting ready to leave The Shire and the wizard Gandalf will realise what it is that Bilbo has in his possession. However the task of destroying the ring will fall to young Frodo, Bilbo's nephew. He will need help to fulfil this task. Help that can't be found on Middle Earth." Doyle held up a hand to halt whatever Willow was about to say.
"A Fellowship will be formed to help him but the ring has much power over Men, Elves and Dwarfs alike. One will die and another will fall during that time, they will be needed later on. That is why the powers want you to help young Frodo and the Fellowship in their task." Doyle finshed and sat down to readied himself for the protests and questions that would fly at him.
Willow sat there staring at her hands in shock. The Powers wanted her to help destroy this ring, keep this Fellowship from falling into the ring's darkness.
"Why me Doyle. I'm not the right person to do this. How can I stop someone from giving into the darkness when I've done that myself?" she asked him quietly
Doyle walked over and sat beside her "That's exactly why they want you Red. You know what it's like and what it does to a person. We won't let you go there unprepared, we will teach you how to fight magically and physically and most importantly how to control yourself. Your magics, your emotions and the lure to the darkness." He said with a soft smile "If you don't want to do it, then just say no. I know it is big, but they believe in you. I believe in you."
Willow looked at her hands thoughtfully and closed her eyes. She could hear the gun shot, smell the sulphur from the bullet and feel the warmth of Tara's blood as it seeped out of her wound. Every time she though about that she could hear Warren's screams for help, the feel of draining Giles's magic, and the rush of sending the bullet ever so slowly into Warren's flesh. Wringing her hands together she held back the tears that wanted to fall, she had cried too much the past few months. Tears for Tara, tears for Warren, tears for her friends who she no longer knew and tears for what she had done.
She knew she had to do it, she had to the guilt was too much. She opened her eyes and took a deep breath before meeting Doyle's eyes "I'll do it." She told him.