Hey all! Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up, but I was finishing up my school, and under a bit of stress. That's all over, now, so I can get back to my writing! Anyway, here's the next chap, and I hope you enjoy!!!! :) -Lale
Disclaimer: know what? why do we have to DO this? is it in the rulebook? somebody oughta check......anywho.....I don't own Lord of the Rings or any of the characters, they belong to the wonderful JRR Tolkien! I BOW BEFORE THE LATE AUTHOR, JRR TOLKIEN, RENOWNED AUTHOR, ROLE MODEL, AND LINGUIST!!! *bows* :D
Chapter Seven
Jenny's eyes slowly fluttered open. She had expected to wake up in her own bed in her grandfather's house. Before her stood an old man, but he was NOT her grandfather. Her eyes widened in fear.
"Don't worry, Jenny," he said, smiling. "We won't hurt you. In fact, I was expecting you."
"How do you know my name?" she asked in bewilderment.
The strange old man's eyes twinkled comfortingly. "I know your grandfather quite well. Let's just leave it at that."
"Mithrandir," said a masculine voice from behind her. "Who is this girl, and what help is she on our quest? The mountain of Caradhras is no place for a child!" The voice sounded melodious and ethereal.
Jenny strained to see what man could possibly possess sucha voice, but a lightningbolt of pain rewarded the effort. She cried out. Another man walked over and towered above her. His broad shouldars blocked the sun from her eyes; straining to see, she could make out a proud and noble face.
"Looks like you have been beaten up quite badly, m'lady." He smiled. "It's best you lie still. 'Tis surprising indeed that you are as unscathed as this after such a fall. Aragorn has been tending to your hurts."
Another tall man with clear, grey eyes looked up from his crouched position by the fire and nodded politely her direction. Jenny smiled greatfully back at him, but more important things were pressing on her mind.
"Why am I here, uh, Mithrandir?" she asked.
"You may call me Gandalf, my dear. You are here because we are in need of your help."
"MY help?! What do I have to do with anything?"
"Gandalf, what's going on? How can she help us?" one of the little people asked.
The old man sighed. "Mordor and Isengard are no longer our only enemies. There is a new threat that has arrived in Middle Earth." The rest of the company looked horrified. This was obviously news to them.
"What is this new devilry?!" (A/N: I couldnt resist!)
"A man and his son have arrived from this girl's homeworld, Boromir. The man has no evil intentions, but his son is not so innocent."
"Do they have an army?" Boromir asked.
"Nay, the danger is more grave than that. They bring dangerous knowledge....and technology that we could not possibly match for ages to come."
At last Jenny's head was beginning to clear. "Do you mean my grandfather's friend, Raymond? And....his son..." she grimanced, "Jordan?"
"Yes, the same," Gandalf sighed. The Company sat in silent thought for awhile.
"I don't know how I can help, but I'll try whatever you want me to do," Jenny stated.
Gandalf looked at her with a sparkle in his wise blue eyes.
"I am glad of that, Jenny."
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Disclaimer: know what? why do we have to DO this? is it in the rulebook? somebody oughta check......anywho.....I don't own Lord of the Rings or any of the characters, they belong to the wonderful JRR Tolkien! I BOW BEFORE THE LATE AUTHOR, JRR TOLKIEN, RENOWNED AUTHOR, ROLE MODEL, AND LINGUIST!!! *bows* :D
Chapter Seven
Jenny's eyes slowly fluttered open. She had expected to wake up in her own bed in her grandfather's house. Before her stood an old man, but he was NOT her grandfather. Her eyes widened in fear.
"Don't worry, Jenny," he said, smiling. "We won't hurt you. In fact, I was expecting you."
"How do you know my name?" she asked in bewilderment.
The strange old man's eyes twinkled comfortingly. "I know your grandfather quite well. Let's just leave it at that."
"Mithrandir," said a masculine voice from behind her. "Who is this girl, and what help is she on our quest? The mountain of Caradhras is no place for a child!" The voice sounded melodious and ethereal.
Jenny strained to see what man could possibly possess sucha voice, but a lightningbolt of pain rewarded the effort. She cried out. Another man walked over and towered above her. His broad shouldars blocked the sun from her eyes; straining to see, she could make out a proud and noble face.
"Looks like you have been beaten up quite badly, m'lady." He smiled. "It's best you lie still. 'Tis surprising indeed that you are as unscathed as this after such a fall. Aragorn has been tending to your hurts."
Another tall man with clear, grey eyes looked up from his crouched position by the fire and nodded politely her direction. Jenny smiled greatfully back at him, but more important things were pressing on her mind.
"Why am I here, uh, Mithrandir?" she asked.
"You may call me Gandalf, my dear. You are here because we are in need of your help."
"MY help?! What do I have to do with anything?"
"Gandalf, what's going on? How can she help us?" one of the little people asked.
The old man sighed. "Mordor and Isengard are no longer our only enemies. There is a new threat that has arrived in Middle Earth." The rest of the company looked horrified. This was obviously news to them.
"What is this new devilry?!" (A/N: I couldnt resist!)
"A man and his son have arrived from this girl's homeworld, Boromir. The man has no evil intentions, but his son is not so innocent."
"Do they have an army?" Boromir asked.
"Nay, the danger is more grave than that. They bring dangerous knowledge....and technology that we could not possibly match for ages to come."
At last Jenny's head was beginning to clear. "Do you mean my grandfather's friend, Raymond? And....his son..." she grimanced, "Jordan?"
"Yes, the same," Gandalf sighed. The Company sat in silent thought for awhile.
"I don't know how I can help, but I'll try whatever you want me to do," Jenny stated.
Gandalf looked at her with a sparkle in his wise blue eyes.
"I am glad of that, Jenny."
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