Disclaimer: I did not create or anyway own Animorphs. They are the
property of K. A. Applegate. Nor did I create or own The Lord of the
Rings. They are the property of J. R. R Tolkien.
Chapter 3
The bearded man disappeared leaving all the Fellowship, but Gandalf, a little confused. Two of the three boys talked among them selves. Though it seemed like all three were in deep conversation.
Legolas felt as confused as they did. Orcs were well known here, but Yeerks and Hork-Bajir? If that was even what the boys said. If they were even boys.
"You must be puissant Necromancers to make a wizard of the gray cloth fall to your power." Gimli, the Dwarf, inquired accusingly. "I say we leave them in the mountains. If they try anything before we get there. My ax will be the end of them."
"And what if they aren't," Legolas retorted in the boys defense. "If they did not summon him and Gandalf is not under their spell. Would you just leave them to die?" Gimli murmur under his breath, he didn't enjoy being criticized by an Elf.
"You thought I was under a spell. Oh no, I have known Toomin the Ellimist for years. He had told me that some people were going to join us. He just never said who or when. As for leaving them in the mountains. Gimli. I think not." Gandalf told them as the Hawk became human again. "I think I should introduce my self. My name is Gandalf the Gray." The three grinned, and then the one named Jake stepped forward.
"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Gandalf. My name is Jake, this is Marco," he directed to the tan skinned boy. "And this is Tobias, our eyes in the sky." He directed this time to the human morphed hawk.
"I am Frodo Baggins, son of Drogo. I am the Ring-bearer. This is Samwise Gamgee, or Sam." He pointed to the man that made the stew. "This is Legolas," the man that came to their defense. "Gimli," the man that Legolas came to their defense because of. "Boromir," the second tallest, but most buff man of the group. "Aragorn, son of Arathorn." Aragorn was the tallest man there, and seemed to know exactly what was going on. "This is Meradoc Brandybuck, call him Merry. Last, but not least, Peregrin Took."
"My friends and family call me Pippin," he gave a little bow.
"Well with the introductions done, we should discuss your comings." Gandalf grinned eagerly; Jake nodded and sat down by the camp fire.
"Ah, I see you have brought your army." A gruff man that wore a white robe said. He peered out of the tower. Many great lizard like creatures lay below. From this distance he couldn't tell, but they were seven or more feet tall. They had blades on their tails, heads, and arms. But inside a gray slug resided; controlling their every move. "Hork-Bajir may look fearsome, but are they are no Orc."
{Believe me Saruman, these are better then Orcs! In side their brains lay the smartest creatures in the universe. I am one of them. With the combination of our thought, and their strength. The world will fall to us! Many of my brother Yeerks are also here thanks to Crayak, Lord Sauron will have Middle-earth with in his grasp!} A blue centaur like creature told him in something called thought-speak. Though he was no centaur, his tail was that of a scorpion. He had two sets of eyes, one on his head, and the other on stalks. There was no mouth, but three slits for a nose.
"Yes Esplin 9466, with all our forces combined Middle-earth will fall. I too have added new troops to the horde. They are stronger then Orcs. Now Esplin 9466," the centaur moved his stalk eyes to face him. "What part of Middle-earth do you wish to have?"
{Any place with lots of grass. And Saruman,} they turned to each other. {Just call me Visser 1}
Chapter 3
The bearded man disappeared leaving all the Fellowship, but Gandalf, a little confused. Two of the three boys talked among them selves. Though it seemed like all three were in deep conversation.
Legolas felt as confused as they did. Orcs were well known here, but Yeerks and Hork-Bajir? If that was even what the boys said. If they were even boys.
"You must be puissant Necromancers to make a wizard of the gray cloth fall to your power." Gimli, the Dwarf, inquired accusingly. "I say we leave them in the mountains. If they try anything before we get there. My ax will be the end of them."
"And what if they aren't," Legolas retorted in the boys defense. "If they did not summon him and Gandalf is not under their spell. Would you just leave them to die?" Gimli murmur under his breath, he didn't enjoy being criticized by an Elf.
"You thought I was under a spell. Oh no, I have known Toomin the Ellimist for years. He had told me that some people were going to join us. He just never said who or when. As for leaving them in the mountains. Gimli. I think not." Gandalf told them as the Hawk became human again. "I think I should introduce my self. My name is Gandalf the Gray." The three grinned, and then the one named Jake stepped forward.
"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Gandalf. My name is Jake, this is Marco," he directed to the tan skinned boy. "And this is Tobias, our eyes in the sky." He directed this time to the human morphed hawk.
"I am Frodo Baggins, son of Drogo. I am the Ring-bearer. This is Samwise Gamgee, or Sam." He pointed to the man that made the stew. "This is Legolas," the man that came to their defense. "Gimli," the man that Legolas came to their defense because of. "Boromir," the second tallest, but most buff man of the group. "Aragorn, son of Arathorn." Aragorn was the tallest man there, and seemed to know exactly what was going on. "This is Meradoc Brandybuck, call him Merry. Last, but not least, Peregrin Took."
"My friends and family call me Pippin," he gave a little bow.
"Well with the introductions done, we should discuss your comings." Gandalf grinned eagerly; Jake nodded and sat down by the camp fire.
"Ah, I see you have brought your army." A gruff man that wore a white robe said. He peered out of the tower. Many great lizard like creatures lay below. From this distance he couldn't tell, but they were seven or more feet tall. They had blades on their tails, heads, and arms. But inside a gray slug resided; controlling their every move. "Hork-Bajir may look fearsome, but are they are no Orc."
{Believe me Saruman, these are better then Orcs! In side their brains lay the smartest creatures in the universe. I am one of them. With the combination of our thought, and their strength. The world will fall to us! Many of my brother Yeerks are also here thanks to Crayak, Lord Sauron will have Middle-earth with in his grasp!} A blue centaur like creature told him in something called thought-speak. Though he was no centaur, his tail was that of a scorpion. He had two sets of eyes, one on his head, and the other on stalks. There was no mouth, but three slits for a nose.
"Yes Esplin 9466, with all our forces combined Middle-earth will fall. I too have added new troops to the horde. They are stronger then Orcs. Now Esplin 9466," the centaur moved his stalk eyes to face him. "What part of Middle-earth do you wish to have?"
{Any place with lots of grass. And Saruman,} they turned to each other. {Just call me Visser 1}