Chapter One- Bad News
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Now being a hobbit isn't that bad. Sure we get seven meals a day and we live in total solitude, but I have seen my share of adventures. Mind you I am a Took. Lilly Took, born and raised in the Shire with my Uncle Pippin. Oh what a character he was, or should I say is.
I was always over at my uncle's house playing with my cousin Faramir; you know beating him up, stealing his mushrooms, jumping into his new ponds. Always making a mess of everything, but Uncle Pippin didn't really seem to care. You see he was as just a troublemaker as the two of us put together. He would go with us to Farmer Maggot's and take carrots and cabbages. The occasional potatoes, like he did with Merry Brandybuck when he was younger.
One day I was over at my uncle's awaiting for my parents homecoming. They went to go visit the elves. They had been gone twice as long as before. I was getting worried. There was a knock on the big, dark red door. I flew to it, praying it was my parents. I flung it open with a bang! I looked out the door, saw knees and then looked up.
They belonged to this gorgeous blond-haired, blue-eyed elf. I had never seen one before and I was in awe. When I had realized that I was staring and my mouth was hanging wide open, my uncle shouted from the pantry three doors down the hall.
"Who be there Lilly?" his voice made me shut my wide-open trap and stutter out an answer.
"A-a-an el-el-elf!" I can't believe I was stuttering. I felt like dying right then and there. I'm sure nobody would notice a fuzzy lawn ornament missing. Would they? I think not!
Uncle Pippin popped his head out of the pantry door. "Who?" he asked. He had a funny look on his face. The elf began to laugh. It was a soft, gentle, comforting laugh.
"Peregrin Took, you old prune!" the elf shouted.
"Legolas? Legolas! What brings you to the Shire now a days?" Pippin shouted back.
Legolas' voice changed into a deeper one and he said, "Bad news I am afraid. Lilly Took?" I nodded my head, my curly hair bouncing with every bob I made. As I did so he knelt and pulled me towards him. I could see the sadness in his eyes that turned and instant shade of dark blue.
"Your parents, Lilly," he managed to say. I could tell it was hard for him. "They were killed."
I shuddered; so much Legolas could feel it. I then lost balance and fell on the doorstep. Legolas scooped me up off the ground. He held me tight. I had started to cry.
"No! They can't be dead. They promised to come back! They can't be." I sobbed. Legolas held me tighter, as if I would slip from his grip if he weren't careful. I hugged him back. He made me feel safe.
Moments had passed. I regained my composer and Legolas set me back down on the stoop where I was before. He wiped a tear off of my cheek and kissed it. I felt a little better. Then he stood and spoke.
"May I have a council with you Pip?" he asked.
"Oh yes of course. Come in. Come in. Care for some tea." Uncle Pippin showed Legolas into the kitchen. I watched as they left the hall. I just stood there for seemed like days until I heard two people arguing.
I hadn't noticed that there was a wagon coming around the bend. It was pulled by two white horses and driven by another elf and a dwarf. They seemed to be arguing about where they were headed.
"No, you were supposed to turn up there Dunethire!" shouted the dwarf.
"No Larin you idiot dwarf! The Took hole is up here!" whipped the elf.
I noticed that there were two four-foot long boxes in the back of the wagon and it hit me. My parents were dead, and there was nothing for me to do about it. I had to see Frodo, now!
I picked up my skirts and raced off to Bag End. The house wasn't that far away. It was built into The Hill, which was down the road. I jetted down the road, which was very rocky. I tripped and fell. I stood up and I was bleeding. I hadn't noticed. The pain in my heart was masking the pain that I was feeling. Then there it was, Bag End, the most beautiful hobbit hole in the entire Shire.
I raced up the steps and began to bang on the forest green door as I shouted for Frodo. Nobody answered.
"He must be at the Green Dragon!" I thought to myself, and in an instant I was off to the Green Dragon Inn. I had to find Frodo.
As soon as the Green Dragon Inn was in sight I ran harder then before. I finally reached the door and flung it open. I glanced around the inn. There wasn't anyone there but the Gamgees.
"Rosie! Sam! Have you seen Frodo anywhere? I desperately need to find him!" I managed to say with what was left of my breath.
"My dearest Lilly," Rosie said. "Had you forgotten that Frodo left for the Grey Havens with Gandalf months ago."
"He did?" I asked. Tears started to shed from my ice blue eyes. I was so worried about my parents I must have missed the day he left.
"I believe about one and one half months ago. Right Rosie dear?" Sam said. "Lilly, why are you crying?"
I sank to the floor. I had lost everything dearest to me. My parents. Frodo. I had nothing left. What on earth was I going to do? I curled up on the cold stone floor and wept. I wanted to run away. Then I made myself a promise. As soon as I could get away I was gone. And I wasn't coming back.
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