A/N: Les seinge sont vivante! Prenez garde! Erm… yes, well that's me for ya. As for Ange de la morte, I'll be sure to take note of your criticism and try to improve my writing skills, but as for the comments that are "flames" I'll gladly ignore them and throw them out the window.

Disclaimer: Ditto from before.

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The Tenth Walker – Gandalf's Musings

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She had begun to change. In replacement of the graceful and loved Mileadoulowen now stood a girl of the race of Men; her frizzy blond hair and dull blue eyes that stood behind thickly rimmed spectacles scarcely mirrored the Elf that once stood in her place.

"Who are you?" I inquired aghast. "Where is Mileadoulowen?"

"Oh… well, you see…" The girl began. "Um…" She smiled nervously, and as the others noted her teeth were braced with thin metallic threads. "Actually I'm just your average teenager who writes fanfiction and posts it at FanfictionNet. Oh… you probably don't know what that is… See, in my profile at FFNET my name is Mileadoulowen and I'm an Elven Princess, sister of Arwen and I'm engaged to Legolas although Haldir's still chasing me."

"Chasing…?" Aragorn repeated. "Sister of Arwen?" He furrowed his brows.

I could not help but smile, my companions had been rid of their spell; I could see it in their eyes, they were no longer in a dreamy stance but attentive and alert.

"E-Engaged t-to me?" Legolas asked. "What foul-"

Yet two mysterious creatures looking much like an Elf or Man, though their eyes were hidden behind larger spectacles of black, interrupted him in mid-speech. They wore dark garments of a deep sky blue and upon the breast of their clothing were ruins I had never seen before.

"Canon Police." One announced.

"Canon police?" I repeated.

They merely ignored me and turned to the mysterious little girl. "You are in violation of Rule #154, Section 13, Paragraph 4: Self-insertions may not speak, mention or state the presence of Fanfiction.Net nor their own pitiable wishes that one may have written in one's bio. You are also in violation of Rule #87, Section 9, Paragraph 2: Changes in Canon can not be directly announced to Canon characters due to difficulty in memory re-modification in the future. Violation of Rule #197, Section 13, Paragraph 9: One cannot apply stupid changes to the Canon that are only for personal pleasure: Eg. Marriage, heir, heritage, race, time, the lives of others etc. etc. Violation of Rule #1, Section 1, Paragraph 1: Failure to read book. Violation of Rule #99, Section 4, Paragraph 1: Failure to acknowledge-"

"They just go on." She gave a fake yawn.

"- lastly, you are in violation of Rule #44, Section 1, Paragraph 1: Failure to use one's brain if he/she so possesses one. " He concluded and seized the child by her arm. "You will come with us; anything you say or do can and will be used against you." Within seconds he and the girl disappeared, leaving us with the other canon police, as they call themselves.

"When I count to three look at the red light on this stick and everything will be explained to you." He held up a cylinder shaped metallic object with round top and a mysterious red light. "One, two, three…" All that I caught sight of was a flash, and then…

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For a moment I had forgotten what had happened but shortly we were all shaken to our senses and it occurred to me that we were nearly at the bridge of Khazad-Dûm. A dark figure streaming with fire raced towards us; the orcs fled off in fear; Boromir blew his horn, the challenge rang loud and clear. For a while it was silent, but the enemy began to advance once more.

"Over the bridge!" I cried to the other eight in the Fellowship, recalling my strength. "Fly! This foe is beyond any of you! I must hold the narrow way! Fly!"

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The End

A/N: That was the shortest story I've ever written. I'm sorry if I've insulted anyone in the making of it; if I have, please know that I did not intend to. As for the Canon Police, I do not own them; I do not know much of them so I made up my own assumptions, please if you have any complaints tell me. Lastly if anyone does fit into my description of the Mary Sue author I humbly apologize, I picked those features at random; I've nothing against blond(e)s, or people who wear glasses, or braces. No, she was not me, for one thing I don't wear glasses, braces or have blonde hair; frankly, I didn't like Mileadoulowen very much and in order for her to be an MS, the author has to like her doesn't she?

I will also be posting a Mary Sue analysis after this chapter – for I am still a tad confused on the subject, and would like to also put out what I know, what I've discovered and what I've learned.