Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, Joss does. I do not own Lord
of the Rings, Tolkien does. I do not own this idea fully, the people who
wrote the stories mentioned on the page before (the page before the page
before the page before the page.etc.) do mostly. The idea of putting Dawn
in is definitely MINE! (I second that, wait I firsted it, BLASTED!!)
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The Freakiness of Life Afterward
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Dawn had been avoiding most everyone since that day. She hardly talked to the hobbits, she didn't go near Buffy, and she didn't even go outside of her room. She chose instead to have her meals delivered to her. Now, the day of the fellowship had arrived. They were leaving in a couple of hours. Dawn had yet to immerge from her room. The fellowship, excluding Dawn, was all gathered outside the doors of the Last Homely House.
Pippin was the first to speak. "Where's Dawn? I 'ven't seen her for a week! T'at is very unlike her."
"I agree, Pippin," started Merry. "She should have come out of her room by now. She never stays in there that long with out coming out to talk to us. I miss her."
Suddenly, Dawn appeared. She looked tired and had giant circles under her eyes. She was dressed in her jeans, though she had an elven-made shirt on. A black cloak was pulled up on top of her shoulders, as was her pack. Dawn went over to Bill and strapped her pack onto him. Finally, the saddened fellowship left Rivendell. Aragorn looked back once at the one he loved, Arwen. He had told her he could not live with knowing that she would die over grief of him. He had told her it was a dream that was doomed to end, and she had accepted it. Her glow had softened, and all of the elves knew that it would take time to heal her.
For days the fellowship traveled. They traveled over hills and rocks, through valleys and plains. The hobbits were sullen, not playing pranks or even talking. Boromir and Aragorn were both facing the task head-on. Legolas and Gimli were glaring at one another and Gandalf was looking sadly over them all. Especially at Dawn. Dawn was trotting in the back, right in front of Aragorn and right behind Boromir.
'Help me. Please help me. Someone please. Something is wrong and I don't know what. Why can't I say these thoughts allowed? I'm not afraid they will think me weak, cause they already do. Why can't I ask them to help me? I open my mouth and I chicken out. Help me. Please help me.' These were Dawn's thoughts as she traveled along.
Buffy, however was thinking along very different lines. 'Why am I here? There must be something big that called me here. And why is Dawnie here? Why is Sauron after her? Why is he not after me? I mean, I am the Slayer. I am the one chosen to fight the forces of darkness. Why isn't he after me? Why isn't he trying to kill me? How are we supposed to get back home? The wizard said that no one here had the power to open a portal. How are we going to get home? Does Dawn want to go home? Do I want to go home? How am I supposed to take care of Dawn when she won't let me near her, when she won't talk to me? How, why, what on earth happened for us to get here?!?!' And so on and so on.
Gandalf stopped them. "Come, the hobbits must rest. Here is the perfect spot."
The fellowship sat down. A while later, a fire was going and everyone was eating. Everyone, that is, not including Dawn. She was moreover picking at her food and nibbling at it. Boromir started teaching Merry and Pippin how to fight with a sword. Aragorn looked over at Dawn and spoke up.
"Dawn, I have not yet seen you fight. I do not know if you are capable of fighting as well as your sister. May I test your skills?"
Dawn looked up at him. She wasn't in the mood to fight. She didn't move. She just stared at him, through him, as if he wasn't there at all. She then spoke in a voice that had no emotion. "Something's approaching. Something dark, something evil, something that has to do with magic. Be ready to hide." She then got up and put her stuff in a bush. Not but seconds later, the fellowship was arguing over what Gimli called a 'wisp of a cloud.' Legolas noticed that the cloud as in fact Crebain from Dunland. Everyone grabbed their stuff, put out the fire, and hid under bushes or rocks. Once the birds were gone, everyone got out of their hiding spots. Gandalf spoke.
"Those were spies of Saruman. This passage is being watched. We now must turn and conquer the mountain of Caradhras." Almost the whole fellowship groaned. Notice the almost. Dawn was not around. Aragorn noticed this.
"Buffy, where is Dawn? I do not see her."
Buffy looked around and panicked. "Dawn? Dawnie? Where are you? Come out."
Legolas then noticed dark blue in a bush. He walked over to it and pulled it out. Out came Dawn, in a dreamlike state.
"Dawnie. Dawnie." Buffy continued in a singsong voice. Dawn seemed to wake up.
"I'm not here. Go away." Buffy just snorted and rolled her eyes, picking Dawn up. Once Dawn was on her feet, she pushed Buffy away. "I'm not here. Go away," she repeated.
Buffy looked at Aragorn. "I think my sister has lost her sanity." She turned back to Dawn. "Dawnie?" She knocked on her head. "You in there?" She asked this in a teasing manner. She expected Dawn to say 'of course I'm here smart ass.' Or something to that effect.
All Dawn said was. "Nope. Never was. I'm not here." The dull voice again. Gandalf started looking worried.
'Why did I have to say that? Why do I feel so detached all the sudden?' Dawn thought.
Buffy grabbed her arm and went to find a place to sleep. Dawn laid down under a rock, forcing Buffy to stop. Before she closed her eyes, Dawn grabbed Buffy's arm. "He thinks he knows what he wants. He's wrong." Buffy looked at Dawn oddly. "It used to always be the blood. Not anymore. It's all different. I've figured it out. I know how to." she drifted off before she could say anymore.
Unnoticed by Buffy, Gandalf and Aragorn, along with Legolas, were listening in.
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The Freakiness of Life Afterward
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Dawn had been avoiding most everyone since that day. She hardly talked to the hobbits, she didn't go near Buffy, and she didn't even go outside of her room. She chose instead to have her meals delivered to her. Now, the day of the fellowship had arrived. They were leaving in a couple of hours. Dawn had yet to immerge from her room. The fellowship, excluding Dawn, was all gathered outside the doors of the Last Homely House.
Pippin was the first to speak. "Where's Dawn? I 'ven't seen her for a week! T'at is very unlike her."
"I agree, Pippin," started Merry. "She should have come out of her room by now. She never stays in there that long with out coming out to talk to us. I miss her."
Suddenly, Dawn appeared. She looked tired and had giant circles under her eyes. She was dressed in her jeans, though she had an elven-made shirt on. A black cloak was pulled up on top of her shoulders, as was her pack. Dawn went over to Bill and strapped her pack onto him. Finally, the saddened fellowship left Rivendell. Aragorn looked back once at the one he loved, Arwen. He had told her he could not live with knowing that she would die over grief of him. He had told her it was a dream that was doomed to end, and she had accepted it. Her glow had softened, and all of the elves knew that it would take time to heal her.
For days the fellowship traveled. They traveled over hills and rocks, through valleys and plains. The hobbits were sullen, not playing pranks or even talking. Boromir and Aragorn were both facing the task head-on. Legolas and Gimli were glaring at one another and Gandalf was looking sadly over them all. Especially at Dawn. Dawn was trotting in the back, right in front of Aragorn and right behind Boromir.
'Help me. Please help me. Someone please. Something is wrong and I don't know what. Why can't I say these thoughts allowed? I'm not afraid they will think me weak, cause they already do. Why can't I ask them to help me? I open my mouth and I chicken out. Help me. Please help me.' These were Dawn's thoughts as she traveled along.
Buffy, however was thinking along very different lines. 'Why am I here? There must be something big that called me here. And why is Dawnie here? Why is Sauron after her? Why is he not after me? I mean, I am the Slayer. I am the one chosen to fight the forces of darkness. Why isn't he after me? Why isn't he trying to kill me? How are we supposed to get back home? The wizard said that no one here had the power to open a portal. How are we going to get home? Does Dawn want to go home? Do I want to go home? How am I supposed to take care of Dawn when she won't let me near her, when she won't talk to me? How, why, what on earth happened for us to get here?!?!' And so on and so on.
Gandalf stopped them. "Come, the hobbits must rest. Here is the perfect spot."
The fellowship sat down. A while later, a fire was going and everyone was eating. Everyone, that is, not including Dawn. She was moreover picking at her food and nibbling at it. Boromir started teaching Merry and Pippin how to fight with a sword. Aragorn looked over at Dawn and spoke up.
"Dawn, I have not yet seen you fight. I do not know if you are capable of fighting as well as your sister. May I test your skills?"
Dawn looked up at him. She wasn't in the mood to fight. She didn't move. She just stared at him, through him, as if he wasn't there at all. She then spoke in a voice that had no emotion. "Something's approaching. Something dark, something evil, something that has to do with magic. Be ready to hide." She then got up and put her stuff in a bush. Not but seconds later, the fellowship was arguing over what Gimli called a 'wisp of a cloud.' Legolas noticed that the cloud as in fact Crebain from Dunland. Everyone grabbed their stuff, put out the fire, and hid under bushes or rocks. Once the birds were gone, everyone got out of their hiding spots. Gandalf spoke.
"Those were spies of Saruman. This passage is being watched. We now must turn and conquer the mountain of Caradhras." Almost the whole fellowship groaned. Notice the almost. Dawn was not around. Aragorn noticed this.
"Buffy, where is Dawn? I do not see her."
Buffy looked around and panicked. "Dawn? Dawnie? Where are you? Come out."
Legolas then noticed dark blue in a bush. He walked over to it and pulled it out. Out came Dawn, in a dreamlike state.
"Dawnie. Dawnie." Buffy continued in a singsong voice. Dawn seemed to wake up.
"I'm not here. Go away." Buffy just snorted and rolled her eyes, picking Dawn up. Once Dawn was on her feet, she pushed Buffy away. "I'm not here. Go away," she repeated.
Buffy looked at Aragorn. "I think my sister has lost her sanity." She turned back to Dawn. "Dawnie?" She knocked on her head. "You in there?" She asked this in a teasing manner. She expected Dawn to say 'of course I'm here smart ass.' Or something to that effect.
All Dawn said was. "Nope. Never was. I'm not here." The dull voice again. Gandalf started looking worried.
'Why did I have to say that? Why do I feel so detached all the sudden?' Dawn thought.
Buffy grabbed her arm and went to find a place to sleep. Dawn laid down under a rock, forcing Buffy to stop. Before she closed her eyes, Dawn grabbed Buffy's arm. "He thinks he knows what he wants. He's wrong." Buffy looked at Dawn oddly. "It used to always be the blood. Not anymore. It's all different. I've figured it out. I know how to." she drifted off before she could say anymore.
Unnoticed by Buffy, Gandalf and Aragorn, along with Legolas, were listening in.
