A/N: The third chapter! Now you get to see what happens to Frodo, but will
the Fellowship come after him? Does anybody? Who? Will the portal disappear
before they can find him? All these questions will be answered in this
chapter! .Still own nothing.
Chapter 3
Back in the clearing where the Fellowship had set up camp, they were going to get ready for a good nights sleep. They yawned and even though it was still a bit light out, went to retrieve their blankets from their packs.
Sam looked around the clearing as he set down his blanket. He looked down again, but then his head shot straight back up.
"Where's Frodo?" he asked the rest. They looked around the clearing as well, but Frodo they could not see.
"Oh, no, he's wandered off!" exclaimed Aragorn, dropping his own blanket and heading towards the trees. But Sam ran up and stopped him.
"No Strider, he couldn't have wandered very far, and we can't allow losing another leader of the Fellowship! I'll go."
Aragorn looked down at the hobbit with a small look of surprise upon his face, but then it broke into a weary smile.
"Of course, Sam, but find him soon," the Ranger replied. Merry and Pippin looked at each other, then back to Aragorn and Sam.
"Can we come too?" they asked in unison, discarding their blankets and walking towards Sam. He sighed.
"Well, if you must." The two young hobbits cheered and raced off into the trees, Sam shouting and taking off after them. Aragorn chuckled softly and picked up is blanket once again.
"Do you think it wise, Dunadan?" asked Legolas from a low branch on one of the surrounding trees. (A/N: Elves like to be up in trees.but just to tell all you Legolas/Orlando Bloom lovers, I ain't one of them, {though I think he's a cool actor}, so sorry that there isn't really a lot of him in this story.)
"They are fine; they will probably find Frodo and bring him back soon enough," Aragorn reassured his companion. Gimli grunted in agreement and Boromir nodded. "Oy! Merry.Pippin!" Sam shouted at his two comrades as he hurtled through the trees. He spotted them just ahead, waiting for him to catch up. When he finally reached them, he paused for a moment, catching some of his breath.
"Don't.do that!" he told the youths sternly. They giggled.
"'Course not, Sam!" replied Pippin.
"Wouldn't think of it," Merry added. They were both grinning mischievously. Sam looked at them suspiciously before setting off again.
Sooner or later they came across a circle of trees and boulders, encompassing a small clearing inside it. They scrambled across the boulders and gaped at what they saw:
An oval-shaped wall, appearing to be made of water and mist, stood right in front of them. They stared at it.
"What is that?" Sam asked feebly. Merry shook his head and Pippin merely shrugged. Sam leaned in for a closer look. He peeked around the wall and saw the other side of the small clearing, yet try as he might, through the wall he could not see, even though it was parchment thin. He looked back at Merry and Pippin and saw them inch closer.
"Should we try to go through it? Maybe Frodo came upon this.thing.as well," Merry suggested. Sam nodded. Drawing a deep breath, he put his arm in through the wall.or at least he thought at first through the wall. He was plunged into the liquid form as he gave a yelp of surprise and grasped Merry's sleeve, who caught Pippin's, and all three of them rushed past sounds of howling wind.
Frodo landed with a thump onto the ground covered with lightly dewed grass. He lifted his head up and found that it was night. He shakily brought himself up in a sitting position and rubbed his head as he looked around.
He was sitting at the edge of what appeared to be a forest, but instead of the green and mossy one that he and the rest of the Fellowship were traveling through, this one was dark and misty, with an ominous feel to it. Frodo looked down at the grass.
Where was he? Why was he here? Where were the others? Why was it dark already? As these questioned rushed through his head, he didn't notice the sound of footsteps in the distance. When he did, he quickly snapped his head up to see who was there.
A big form of a man, who was hidden in the shadow of a small hut, strolled into view, a dog trotting at his side. Frodo, also hidden in the shadows of the forest, didn't bother to hide. He sat and watched as the large man sang quietly to himself, opened the door of the small hut, and he and the dog went inside, closing the door behind them.
Frodo waited a few minutes. Soon, he saw smoke rise out of the chimney of the hut the man went into. He breathed a sigh of relief. He could have been spotted! Then, suddenly, he heard a crash and small yells right behind him and turned to see.Merry, Pippin, and Sam.
A/N: Ok, Ok.THAT was a long chapter! But you see I must cover everything that there needs to be covered.=) So anyways, next chapter will be even cooler, and I hope to get some Reviews, especially from my friends. Right guys? Guys? Right guys?! GUYS?!?!?
Chapter 3
Back in the clearing where the Fellowship had set up camp, they were going to get ready for a good nights sleep. They yawned and even though it was still a bit light out, went to retrieve their blankets from their packs.
Sam looked around the clearing as he set down his blanket. He looked down again, but then his head shot straight back up.
"Where's Frodo?" he asked the rest. They looked around the clearing as well, but Frodo they could not see.
"Oh, no, he's wandered off!" exclaimed Aragorn, dropping his own blanket and heading towards the trees. But Sam ran up and stopped him.
"No Strider, he couldn't have wandered very far, and we can't allow losing another leader of the Fellowship! I'll go."
Aragorn looked down at the hobbit with a small look of surprise upon his face, but then it broke into a weary smile.
"Of course, Sam, but find him soon," the Ranger replied. Merry and Pippin looked at each other, then back to Aragorn and Sam.
"Can we come too?" they asked in unison, discarding their blankets and walking towards Sam. He sighed.
"Well, if you must." The two young hobbits cheered and raced off into the trees, Sam shouting and taking off after them. Aragorn chuckled softly and picked up is blanket once again.
"Do you think it wise, Dunadan?" asked Legolas from a low branch on one of the surrounding trees. (A/N: Elves like to be up in trees.but just to tell all you Legolas/Orlando Bloom lovers, I ain't one of them, {though I think he's a cool actor}, so sorry that there isn't really a lot of him in this story.)
"They are fine; they will probably find Frodo and bring him back soon enough," Aragorn reassured his companion. Gimli grunted in agreement and Boromir nodded. "Oy! Merry.Pippin!" Sam shouted at his two comrades as he hurtled through the trees. He spotted them just ahead, waiting for him to catch up. When he finally reached them, he paused for a moment, catching some of his breath.
"Don't.do that!" he told the youths sternly. They giggled.
"'Course not, Sam!" replied Pippin.
"Wouldn't think of it," Merry added. They were both grinning mischievously. Sam looked at them suspiciously before setting off again.
Sooner or later they came across a circle of trees and boulders, encompassing a small clearing inside it. They scrambled across the boulders and gaped at what they saw:
An oval-shaped wall, appearing to be made of water and mist, stood right in front of them. They stared at it.
"What is that?" Sam asked feebly. Merry shook his head and Pippin merely shrugged. Sam leaned in for a closer look. He peeked around the wall and saw the other side of the small clearing, yet try as he might, through the wall he could not see, even though it was parchment thin. He looked back at Merry and Pippin and saw them inch closer.
"Should we try to go through it? Maybe Frodo came upon this.thing.as well," Merry suggested. Sam nodded. Drawing a deep breath, he put his arm in through the wall.or at least he thought at first through the wall. He was plunged into the liquid form as he gave a yelp of surprise and grasped Merry's sleeve, who caught Pippin's, and all three of them rushed past sounds of howling wind.
Frodo landed with a thump onto the ground covered with lightly dewed grass. He lifted his head up and found that it was night. He shakily brought himself up in a sitting position and rubbed his head as he looked around.
He was sitting at the edge of what appeared to be a forest, but instead of the green and mossy one that he and the rest of the Fellowship were traveling through, this one was dark and misty, with an ominous feel to it. Frodo looked down at the grass.
Where was he? Why was he here? Where were the others? Why was it dark already? As these questioned rushed through his head, he didn't notice the sound of footsteps in the distance. When he did, he quickly snapped his head up to see who was there.
A big form of a man, who was hidden in the shadow of a small hut, strolled into view, a dog trotting at his side. Frodo, also hidden in the shadows of the forest, didn't bother to hide. He sat and watched as the large man sang quietly to himself, opened the door of the small hut, and he and the dog went inside, closing the door behind them.
Frodo waited a few minutes. Soon, he saw smoke rise out of the chimney of the hut the man went into. He breathed a sigh of relief. He could have been spotted! Then, suddenly, he heard a crash and small yells right behind him and turned to see.Merry, Pippin, and Sam.
A/N: Ok, Ok.THAT was a long chapter! But you see I must cover everything that there needs to be covered.=) So anyways, next chapter will be even cooler, and I hope to get some Reviews, especially from my friends. Right guys? Guys? Right guys?! GUYS?!?!?