Title: And So She Sang...
Chapter 2 - Drunken Times
Disclaimers: I Don't know them!!!! So please don't hurt me.
Summary: All Devin wants is to become a great singer with her best friend,
Rosaline, by her side. Not fall into a stream and landing into Middle Earth with
orcs, evil eyes and a ring that seduces people.
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The two hobbits peeked around the corner only to find the room empty. Well, it was sort of a room. Only difference is that its outside with no roof, but that was close enough. Devin poked her head through the curved open way before looking down at the hobbits.
"Um, is it supposed to be empty or do the people here go invisible when in a council meeting?" Devin asked.
"I think we may be ahead of them. That or we have the wrong room." Merry said. Devin resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She left the doorway to look around the place. Royal like chairs encircled a small stone table in the middle. Behind the tallest chair a large tree grew, giving shade with its leaves.
"Devin, they're coming!" Pippin whispered before running to hide. Sure enough Devin could hear the footsteps of a group of people walking towards them.
"Oh shit!" Devin squeaked as she looked around desperately for a hiding place. Her hazel brown eyes stopped at the tree behind the large chair. Seeing no choice Devin climbed up the tree, causing the branches to shake and leaves to fall. When the first people entered Devin froze in mid-climb not wanting to make the leaves fall anymore to give away her hiding place. Soon enough, all the seats were filled and Devin could see different races sitting in the chair.
Devin saw Frodo sitting next to the old man she saw earlier. She noticed that the hobbit looked somewhat frightened. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Being surrounded by people who were at least good couple feet taller than him. Devin never experienced that. She has always been the tall one. Already she was one inch off to being six feet high.
Looking down below her Devin saw Elrond sitting in the throne. He started speaking of the danger that has come into Middle-earth. I hope that isn't me. Devin mildly thought with sarcasm.
"Bring forth the ring, Frodo."
Devin watched Frodo move towards the center of the circle, placing a small golden ring on the stone table for all to see. Is that what everyone is fussing over? As Devin moved to get a better look of the ring she heard the branches move, making a few leaves fall. Devin stood as still as she could, praying no one noticed the few leaves falling. Seeing that no one did Devin let out a sigh in relief. Then groaned seeing that she was going to be stuck up here in an uncomfortable position for a while.
"It is a gift."
Looking at the speaker, Devin saw it was the same guy she got in a fight with. Though, he looked somewhat better than she does at the moment. Devin tried to figure out what the guys name was but couldn't remember. Did she even get his name in the first place?
"Why not use it against our enemies? Fight back with its own power!"
"The ring has no other master. It only listens to Sauron alone." Aragorn snapped.
"And what, would a Ranger know of this?"
Devin saw the elf she argued with this morning stand up. He shouted out,
"This is no mere Ranger. This is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, Heir to the throne of Gondor. You owe him your allegiance."
He's a king? Whoa, Arwen has good taste.
"This, is the heir of Isildur?"
Devin watched the man glare with great dislike at Aragorn before heading back to his seat.
"Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king."
Ah, you can just feel the love, Devin thought sarcastically. Then she saw Merry and Pippin poking their heads from behind the doorway. Looking at Frodo she could see Sam hidden behind the bushes watching the council. The hobbit was looking up at her with an astonished look. Devin gave a forced smile at Sam.
"Then there is no other choice. The ring must be destroyed."
"Then lets destroy it!"
Devin watched Gimli swing his great axe at the ring, only to be thrown to the floor with his axe broken into many pieces. Her eyes widen in shock at what she just saw. Note to self, rings from other worlds are scary as hell.
She watched them all argue. Trying to see who would take the ring to destroy it. Devin could see Aragorn and Elrond trying to quiet them down but no one would listen. Then she heard a small voice pipe up. It was Frodo.
"I will take it! I will take the ring to Mordor!" Frodo cried out, "though, I do not know the way."
Everyone stopped and looked down at the little hobbit. Devin smiled seeing the determined look in his eyes, though there was still a hint of fear in them. Devin couldn't help but think of how much Frodo's blue eyes reminded her so much of Rosaline's.
"If by my life or death I can protect you I will." Aragorn said as he kneeled down to the hobbit, taking in his small hands with his own large ones. Devin watched as Gimli and the elf stood up to declare their loyalty to Frodo, along with the other man. The same one she had the fight with.
"Mr. Frodo isn't going anywhere without me!" Sam declared out loud, running out of his hiding spot to stand next to his master. Followed by Merry and Pippin. Devin giggled to herself as she saw the shocked look on Elrond's face.
"So be it, may you be the Fellowship of the Ring." Elrond declared. At that moment a loud crack came from behind with a loud cry.
"Ow, that hurt."
Everyone watched Devin slowly stand up stood up straight. Turning around Devin saw all eyes starring at her. Giving a nervous smile Devin waved at them.
"Tree climbing, great sport it is. Don't mind me. I'll just be going that way!" Devin croaked out as she walked towards the door, her face burning red from embarrassment and her hands on her back.
Elrond sighed as he rubbed his temples.
"Ow. Ow. OW!!!" Devin cried out in pain as Merry finally pulled out the last stick from her hair. Falling out of the tree caused many little branches to get tangled in her hair.
"Sorry Devin. How can you fall out of tree like that?" Merry said hastily as pulled a leaf out of her hair.
"You know, I wonder that same exact thing." Devin replied.
"Do you think you'll be able to go to the feast?" Pippin asked. Devin shrugged.
"I'm afraid I already got Lord Elrond mad at me enough for one day. So I might as well stay here to avoid getting into any more trouble." Devin said.
"But you have to go!" Merry cried. A knock on the door made stopped Devin from replying to the hobbit. It was Arwen.
"Hi Arwen! Uh, can I help you?" Devin asked.
"I was sent to help you get ready for the feast." Arwen said. Devin blinked.
"You mean, Lord Elrond isn't mad at me?" Arwen shook her head.
"No, but my father did mention that women from your homeland must be strange."
"Father?" Devin squeaked. Arwen nodded.
"Yes, didn't I tell you? Lord Elrond is my father," replied Arwen. Devin could only give out a small, "Oh."
"Yeah! Well see you at the feast Devin. Pip and I have to get ready." Merry said as he pulled the last leaf out of Devin's hair before they ran out of the room. Devin waved good-bye to them and looked to see Arwen holding out a long, blue dress out for her.
"What's that?" Devin asked pointing to the dress.
"Its what you're going to wear tonight."
Devin groaned and buried her face in her hands. Already it was turning into a disaster! Thank god that Rosaline wasn't here to see what would come.
"You must take her with you Gandalf."
Gandalf the Grey looked at Elrond with a shocked look. The elf lord was watching all the festive before them, but mostly watching the girl who came from the other world. She wore a long, shimmering blue dress and her brown hair that he remembered seeing sticks and leaves sticking out of was up done beautifully. The young woman indeed look beautiful if it wasn't for the fact that she was tripping over her dress every couple of steps. Earning a few giggles and laughter.
"Elrond, I don't believe that is wise. She knows nothing of our world and we don't even know her skills in weaponry." Gandalf said.
"Surly you saw the damages she did to the man of Gondor with her fists." Elrond said flatly. The wizard couldn't help but chuckle at remembering the site of the future steward. It is still a shock to him to see a woman, let alone anyone, fight in such dirty ways.
"She doesn't belong here Gandalf. I can see it in her. Devin is someone who cannot stay in a place that traps her in a small area. If she goes with you hopefully she may find her home."
"Sounds like a bird who cannot be caged." Gandalf murmured, "even so, you told me about her run in with orcs when she first came here. She will go through the same thing again. Never in her life has she experienced such dangers. How do you think she will react? Everything is new to her and she can't just pick up a sword and fight. I bet the only fights she's been in are the ones that are rioted by that temper of hers."
"That is why she must find her home as soon as possible." Elrond said watching Devin sitting down with the hobbits, Merry and Pippin.
Devin stared at the red liquid in the glass. She could see Merry and Pippin jugging away happily with the drink, but what is it?
"Drink up Devin, the food of elves is delicious!" Pippin said as he went back to stuffing himself full of food.
"What exactly is this?" Devin asked, still looking at the dark liquid.
"Don't they have wine where you come from?" Merry asked.
"Well, yeah but I'm not allowed to drink this stuff till I'm eighteen." Devin said, then shrugged and took a sip. She had a feeling there wasn't an age limit to serve wine to minors here in Middle-earth so who was to stop her?
"This stuff is good." Devin murmured and drank some more. Five glasses of wine and three jug's later Merry, Pippin and Devin were all laughing out loudly, with red faces from all the wine they drank. They giggled, joked and yelled out in carefree laughter.
"Lady Devin, Lord Elrond asks to see you."
Devin blinked and looked up at the elf that addressed her. He looked to be a servant but Devin was at the point of not noticing a lot of things.
"Mmm… ok!" Devin chirped happily as she got up and walked with the elf to lead her towards the lord of the household, while tripping over her dress every few steps.
"Lady Devin, I do hope you are enjoying your stay here." Lord Elrond said as Devin walked up towards them upon request. Devin smiled and nodded, not knowing what else to say. She saw all of the Fellowship was here, except for the Merry and Pippin who were to busy eating.
"Is, something wrong?" Devin asked with a slight hiccup.
"No, but we thought maybe, it would be best if you traveled with the Fellowship in hopes of you finding your way home." Elrond said. Devin blinked as she slowly took in the information through her drunken state.
"I'm sorry but this is my first time drunk. It sounded like you want me to go with the Fellowship on their wild and crazy adventure." Devin laughed as she looked at them. However, did didn't crack a smile once, meaning Elrond was dead serious. Devin's smiled quickly faded as she realized Elrond wasn't kidding. Oh shit. Her eyes rolled back and Devin fell to the ground with a thumb.
"She took that better than I originally thought." Gandalf said to himself.~*~
To all the people who are moaning, bitching, whining about this story, shut up. If you don't like then don't read it! Its a very, very easy thing to do. No one is forcing you to click to my story. Who cares if its a 'mary-sue' or that the characters are not acting like they really are! This is my story and I'm writing it the way I want it to go. No, I'm not going to follow any rules on how the characters should go, or how things are really supposed to happen. I hate that. Like the saying goes, "Its my way or the high way."
For the people who actually like this story, thank you for giving me hope that there are more open minded people out in the world.
-Amaya