Disclaimer and notes in the Prologue.
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Leisha: The 'Save Boromir' movement is down the hall Just turn left and there will be a big purple door. Walk in, and the guys will scan you into the database for future reference. Then there's an hour of tests and a talent competition. Or you can just sign up on the sheet of paper hanging on the bulletin board in the main hall. *giggles*
GreyLadyBast: *smiles innocently*
Curious?: Okay! I'll try!
Kayli: *smiles that smile again* Here's the next chapter! lol
Starbrat: Keen! I'm glad you like it! To be honest, I've kind of been expecting flames for this fic.. Lol. One of the main reasons I never delved into LOTR fics.. But it wouldn't go away till I did it.. lol
Lady Eirtae: The "Lembas Commercial" was too cute.. I HAD to put it in. You'll find out what Lacey received.. Soon. Maybe.
Opaque: O_O Geez… I hope you're okay, my god.. Cheerios are evil aren't they?
Pellagolloien: Lacey could never tell Legolas anything, it's not in her nature. That's effort.. something she just doesn't do. lol
Wingstar: You WILL find out what her gift was, it's just a matter of when..lol
Psycho Goddess: I'LL TRY!!! WAIT AND SEE!!! KEEP READING!!! I'LL DO MY BEST!!! ^_^
*smiles* Thank you all very much for feedback. I really DO appreciate it. I've never gotten so much feedback for one fic! (Not even during my busy 'season' as a Buffy/Xander fic writer on the B/X list…lol) Thanks again and I hope you keep on enjoying this fic.
*uber hugs to all*
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Chapter 10 - Crossroads
Once upon a time there was a young woman who lived in the Midwest of the good ole USA. She had a small group of friends that she loved very much and a job she hated with a fiery passion.
This same young woman also had an assortment of obsessions and quirks that people could say made her a touch.. Out of reality.
She lived day to day wishing for something more and something that would prove that the world wasn't the hell she'd learned to believe it was.
Of course, being the imaginative person she was, she used the many medias and forms of fiction as her escape. Books, fan fiction, movies, all of it. She even delved into the fan fiction genre with her own works in her bouts of insanity.
The last thing she truly expected, albeit she often day dreamed about it in various forms, was to be trapped as a Convenient Plot Device/Mary Sue in a version of the Lord of the Rings movies.
She also didn't expect to be forced to endure two typically perfect Mary Sues.. Who wanted her dead. Nor did she expect to grow attached to the fictional world of Middle Earth and two of it's occupants themselves.
Or rather in very different way then she had been attached to them before.
This is why I should be in a mental ward. I tend to do things like that a lot. Babble I mean. But today it was the only way to keep my sanity as we slowly reached shore.
It was already that time.
As soon as our boat was on the land, and before anyone else got out, I leapt out and stretched. I was going to have to work fast. I caught a glimpse of Boromir looking.. Well.. Awful, as everyone walked onto shore.
As if he was trying to hold himself together.
I walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Startled, he 'jumped' at my touch. I gave him a worried look. "Are you feeling okay?"
Boromir nodded. "Yes." I frowned at him, as I knew better, but he gave me a nervous smile to placate me. "I am well, Lacey. Do not worry."
I gave him a rare but honest smile. "Hey, you're my friend, therefore I have a god given right to worry." I gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze. "I'm going to go avoid Amalthea and Nerissa now. If you need me, just start singing 'Rubber Ducky'."
Boromir's eyes flashed with a touch of mirth as he had heard my singing before Lothlorien. Who am I kidding, everyone had heard me sing THAT.
With another encouraging smile, I left him. I'd done enough damage.
I took a look around camp, seeing Mary busy with Legolas and Sue with Aragorn, I walked away.
I had work to do.
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Okay, I had my work cut out for me. I really truly hated being the not so survival girl. I was trying to find where Boromir was to die and I kept going in circles.
I let out a growl of frustration as I kicked a tree stump. "Damn it!"
Snap.
I spun around and there stood Mary. Her green eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
"Oh look, it's Darth Mary." I rolled my eyes. "Come to kill me?"
She pulled out her sword and smiled. "Of course."
I shrugged. "Have to catch me first." I tore out of there as fast as I could and I'd barely gone ten feet before I started hearing the sounds of Uruk-Hai storming the woods.
Oh god. I must have been wandering longer then I'd thought.
"Not now.. Not yet.. AUGH!!" I let out a cry as I tumbled to the ground in surprise, my left shoulder in pain. I bit my lip and saw the arrow that had grazed it. Another arrow narrowly missed my head as I started to move, and imbedded itself into the ground. I looked up to see Mary and her damnable bow aimed at me.
Oh fuck. I had forgotten she had that.
The fighting grew louder as the Uruk-Hai surrounded the area.
Mary ignored the sounds and put her bow away as she stalked over to me. She pulled her sword out once more. "I'm going to enjoy this."
I stayed on the ground and grabbed a handful of dirt, hoping she wouldn't notice.
She didn't, and when she was close enough to kill me, I threw it in her face. Mary shrieked as it went into her eyes. I tackled her to the ground, sending her sword flying, and slammed her head against the dirt as hard as I could.
Mary's hands grabbed mine and with a snarl, she somehow threw me off her. I landed against the trunk of a tree and let out a grunt as a shooting pain shot through me. I scanned for my staff, but the only thing I saw was Mary with her sword in hand again. I pushed myself to my feet and stared at her defiantly.
"Guess you aren't going to save Boromir now." She sneered. She strode forward and there was a thud as an arrow connected to her chest. She looked down at the offending object, a familiar green fletching as it's signature.
Mary slid to the ground and I turned to see Legolas standing not far behind me, his bow in hand and Gimli not far from him.
"Go!" Legolas ordered. "Do what you must."
My eyes wide, I nodded and I flashed him a grateful smile before the two of them ran to join Aragorn.
I grabbed Mary's sword as I ran in the opposite direction. I could hear the fighting all over, but I knew which way I had to go.
As I ran, the sounds of the Horn of Gondor rang throughout the woods.
I've never been too great of a runner, but by god, I was NOT going to screw up because of that. But I didn't have to worry anymore, because I could see Boromir. I came to halt as I spotted him fighting in a clearing, with Merry and Pippin throwing rocks nearby.
I let out a curse as I realized I wasn't going to make it. I searched the clearing, trying to find that bastard Lurtz, and I spotted him alright.
Not more then a few feet away from me and completely oblivious to my presence.
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And here we have a cross roads! You get to choose which version you want to read.
The A path leads to a slightly longer story, along with some major possibilities for angst and a few creative liberties. Ok, possibly a lot.
The B path will take you to the end of the Fellowship, with a bit more.. Light. It's also pretty much the original way I had planned this fic to go, at least until it grew a life of it's own.
What will you do? Heck, read them both. I did this because I had an urge to see both versions in 'print'.
Feedback to the feed backers!
Leisha: The 'Save Boromir' movement is down the hall Just turn left and there will be a big purple door. Walk in, and the guys will scan you into the database for future reference. Then there's an hour of tests and a talent competition. Or you can just sign up on the sheet of paper hanging on the bulletin board in the main hall. *giggles*
GreyLadyBast: *smiles innocently*
Curious?: Okay! I'll try!
Kayli: *smiles that smile again* Here's the next chapter! lol
Starbrat: Keen! I'm glad you like it! To be honest, I've kind of been expecting flames for this fic.. Lol. One of the main reasons I never delved into LOTR fics.. But it wouldn't go away till I did it.. lol
Lady Eirtae: The "Lembas Commercial" was too cute.. I HAD to put it in. You'll find out what Lacey received.. Soon. Maybe.
Opaque: O_O Geez… I hope you're okay, my god.. Cheerios are evil aren't they?
Pellagolloien: Lacey could never tell Legolas anything, it's not in her nature. That's effort.. something she just doesn't do. lol
Wingstar: You WILL find out what her gift was, it's just a matter of when..lol
Psycho Goddess: I'LL TRY!!! WAIT AND SEE!!! KEEP READING!!! I'LL DO MY BEST!!! ^_^
*smiles* Thank you all very much for feedback. I really DO appreciate it. I've never gotten so much feedback for one fic! (Not even during my busy 'season' as a Buffy/Xander fic writer on the B/X list…lol) Thanks again and I hope you keep on enjoying this fic.
*uber hugs to all*
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Chapter 10 - Crossroads
Once upon a time there was a young woman who lived in the Midwest of the good ole USA. She had a small group of friends that she loved very much and a job she hated with a fiery passion.
This same young woman also had an assortment of obsessions and quirks that people could say made her a touch.. Out of reality.
She lived day to day wishing for something more and something that would prove that the world wasn't the hell she'd learned to believe it was.
Of course, being the imaginative person she was, she used the many medias and forms of fiction as her escape. Books, fan fiction, movies, all of it. She even delved into the fan fiction genre with her own works in her bouts of insanity.
The last thing she truly expected, albeit she often day dreamed about it in various forms, was to be trapped as a Convenient Plot Device/Mary Sue in a version of the Lord of the Rings movies.
She also didn't expect to be forced to endure two typically perfect Mary Sues.. Who wanted her dead. Nor did she expect to grow attached to the fictional world of Middle Earth and two of it's occupants themselves.
Or rather in very different way then she had been attached to them before.
This is why I should be in a mental ward. I tend to do things like that a lot. Babble I mean. But today it was the only way to keep my sanity as we slowly reached shore.
It was already that time.
As soon as our boat was on the land, and before anyone else got out, I leapt out and stretched. I was going to have to work fast. I caught a glimpse of Boromir looking.. Well.. Awful, as everyone walked onto shore.
As if he was trying to hold himself together.
I walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Startled, he 'jumped' at my touch. I gave him a worried look. "Are you feeling okay?"
Boromir nodded. "Yes." I frowned at him, as I knew better, but he gave me a nervous smile to placate me. "I am well, Lacey. Do not worry."
I gave him a rare but honest smile. "Hey, you're my friend, therefore I have a god given right to worry." I gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze. "I'm going to go avoid Amalthea and Nerissa now. If you need me, just start singing 'Rubber Ducky'."
Boromir's eyes flashed with a touch of mirth as he had heard my singing before Lothlorien. Who am I kidding, everyone had heard me sing THAT.
With another encouraging smile, I left him. I'd done enough damage.
I took a look around camp, seeing Mary busy with Legolas and Sue with Aragorn, I walked away.
I had work to do.
------
Okay, I had my work cut out for me. I really truly hated being the not so survival girl. I was trying to find where Boromir was to die and I kept going in circles.
I let out a growl of frustration as I kicked a tree stump. "Damn it!"
Snap.
I spun around and there stood Mary. Her green eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
"Oh look, it's Darth Mary." I rolled my eyes. "Come to kill me?"
She pulled out her sword and smiled. "Of course."
I shrugged. "Have to catch me first." I tore out of there as fast as I could and I'd barely gone ten feet before I started hearing the sounds of Uruk-Hai storming the woods.
Oh god. I must have been wandering longer then I'd thought.
"Not now.. Not yet.. AUGH!!" I let out a cry as I tumbled to the ground in surprise, my left shoulder in pain. I bit my lip and saw the arrow that had grazed it. Another arrow narrowly missed my head as I started to move, and imbedded itself into the ground. I looked up to see Mary and her damnable bow aimed at me.
Oh fuck. I had forgotten she had that.
The fighting grew louder as the Uruk-Hai surrounded the area.
Mary ignored the sounds and put her bow away as she stalked over to me. She pulled her sword out once more. "I'm going to enjoy this."
I stayed on the ground and grabbed a handful of dirt, hoping she wouldn't notice.
She didn't, and when she was close enough to kill me, I threw it in her face. Mary shrieked as it went into her eyes. I tackled her to the ground, sending her sword flying, and slammed her head against the dirt as hard as I could.
Mary's hands grabbed mine and with a snarl, she somehow threw me off her. I landed against the trunk of a tree and let out a grunt as a shooting pain shot through me. I scanned for my staff, but the only thing I saw was Mary with her sword in hand again. I pushed myself to my feet and stared at her defiantly.
"Guess you aren't going to save Boromir now." She sneered. She strode forward and there was a thud as an arrow connected to her chest. She looked down at the offending object, a familiar green fletching as it's signature.
Mary slid to the ground and I turned to see Legolas standing not far behind me, his bow in hand and Gimli not far from him.
"Go!" Legolas ordered. "Do what you must."
My eyes wide, I nodded and I flashed him a grateful smile before the two of them ran to join Aragorn.
I grabbed Mary's sword as I ran in the opposite direction. I could hear the fighting all over, but I knew which way I had to go.
As I ran, the sounds of the Horn of Gondor rang throughout the woods.
I've never been too great of a runner, but by god, I was NOT going to screw up because of that. But I didn't have to worry anymore, because I could see Boromir. I came to halt as I spotted him fighting in a clearing, with Merry and Pippin throwing rocks nearby.
I let out a curse as I realized I wasn't going to make it. I searched the clearing, trying to find that bastard Lurtz, and I spotted him alright.
Not more then a few feet away from me and completely oblivious to my presence.
----------
And here we have a cross roads! You get to choose which version you want to read.
The A path leads to a slightly longer story, along with some major possibilities for angst and a few creative liberties. Ok, possibly a lot.
The B path will take you to the end of the Fellowship, with a bit more.. Light. It's also pretty much the original way I had planned this fic to go, at least until it grew a life of it's own.
What will you do? Heck, read them both. I did this because I had an urge to see both versions in 'print'.