Hey, look! I
guess I'm back, aren't I? *Cheek* I bet you've been waiting for the
sequel, haven't you? All right, all right, enough with my inquisitive
questioning, and to the new beginning. So what have we covered so far?
The Ring Watch is, indeed, as important as the one Ring itself, and now
Frodo has it from Lara. Lara, instead of going with Aragorn, Gimli and
Legolas, decided to go after the Hobbit.
After all, it is her Ring Watch and she was put to destroying it, not him. But how can Lara travel all the way to Mordor without knowing where she is going?! Well, duh, how do you think Frodo and Sam got there? By a magic fairy? Well, sort of. Gollum. Steady, hard living creature right? But will Lara meet him? And what will she do when she comes around him? Ah! Too many questions! Will Lara EVER find Frodo and Sam? Intense. Review!
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Chapter one: Sméagol, Frodo and Sam
Had she been truly insane for coming this way? She knew she should have gone West, not East, and look at where she is. Sighing, she rolled up the tiny map that she had been provided with from Mr. Banks. Not that it came in handy any, but it was still saving her from a neck breaking travel along the stony rocks far out near the blazing fire. Was that Mordor? Shuddering and hoping if it was that she'd get there already, and leapt down from the rock and onto flat ground. Her boots were a faded black now, the strong leather ripping along the sides and her buckles wearing off as they occasionally snapped out of place. Her clothes were still damp from the morning rain two nights previous, and they were in no better condition than anything else she owned. Frizzy haired and aching all over, she decided to continue down the rocks before night fall. That is, if it already was.
The graying sky looked threatening above her, the rain salty on her lips and burning her eyes. Yes, Mordor was definitely coming on a close any day now. Taking a bite out of her lembas bread, she continued in a quick trot down the rocks.
"One, two, three." She breathed between leaps, trying not to fall from the lack of sleep. "Right, almost there."
"Almost there!" Someone repeated against the silence.
Lara stopped immediately and gazed down. She saw nothing, but the voice kept speaking somewhere around her.
"I ain't no genius in the arts of weather or nothin', but I'd say this rain is never going to stop, Mr. Frodo!"
"Sam!" Lara exclaimed eagerly, struggling down the rocks and towards the now audible tapping of Hobbit feet. "Sam! Frodo, I am here! It's Lara- oomph!"
"Aye, watch it!" Sam cried, throwing his arms in the air and falling back, Lara on top of him. "Mr. Frodo, run!"
"Sam…" Frodo began slowly, a small smile on his lips. "There's no need to."
Sam risked opening his eyes to a grinning Lara, a playful gleam in her eyes. "What- how- what are you doing here?"
Lara got off from Sam and helped the Hobbit up. "I should ask the same for you. Mordor is that way."
"You're going to Mordor?" Frodo asked uncertainly, his tone hesitant.
Lara nodded and narrowed her eyes. "And so are you. Care to give something back to me?"
Frodo tilted his head to the side curiously. "What? Give what to you?"
Lara sighed. "Frodo, please. Just give me my Ring Watch back."
The Hobbits exchanged baffled looked. "Lara… we have nothing of the sort." Sam said uneasily. "The last time I seen your possession was at the damned river."
Lara could have fallen back and fainted if it wasn't for her subconscious mind asking her a bit of a lot of questions. But which should she ask first? She had obviously made a mistake and risked her life coming after Frodo, when the thing was bloody well with Aragorn and Legolas.
Lara threw back her head and groaned. "I cannot believe I left it there."
"Nay, you have not." Sam continued, his tone still befuddled. "Boromir kept it in his pocket, said you told him to."
If a giant brute came at her right now, she wouldn't even had noticed.
"Boromir?" She cried after they nodded. "But Boromir is dead!"
There was a look of lost in Sam's eyes, but Frodo remained impassive.
"Boromir is dead?" He asked.
Lara touched her brow gently. "Yes. And he was sort of buried down the water fall."
"Oh my!" Sam said strongly. "I cannot believe- well, I knew someone would die in the fellowship- but… Boromir? Alas!"
"Yes," Lara growled, irritation evident in her tone. "with my bloody Ring Watch in his damn pocket! The thief."
"Yes, he is a thief isn't he?" Frodo whispered, but before either Sam and Lara could comment, a voice ran the air.
"Happy hobbitses didn't follow!"
It took a moment for it to register to Lara that this thing was not human, nor was it anything related to a Hobbit. Whatever it was, it was certainly looking on the down side. Its eyes were large, empty pools of black and filled with wonder as it peered over at her. A tattered rag outlined his hips, draping down to hide his goodies, if indeed he had any. But Lara wasn't about to ask that, because before she knew what she was doing, she unsheathed her blade and aimed it at Gollum's neck. The scraggly looking monkey gave a great cry and hid his head with his arms.
"Lara, no! Gollum is with us!" Frodo cried, throwing his arms around her and pulling her away. "He will not harm us."
Lara turned her head around sharply. "Gollum? This is Gollum?!"
Frodo's gaze lowered. "Well… yes, of course it is. Sméagol actually."
"But Gandalf said he can't be trusted." Lara began slowly. "Why now?"
"We swores on the precious to protect them we dids!" Gollum cried, whined, or whatever it was that he was doing at the moment. "and we will never do anything to hurts the Hobbitses or the lady- Gollum! Gollum!"
Lara watched in in silent astonishment, unable to resist the urge to back away.
"Right. Then Gollum- I mean, Sméagol can now be trusted?"
"I wouldn't bargain any of this rubbish, miLady!" Sam squalled, waving a fist at Gollum threateningly.
"Nice Hobbitses, Gollum likes Hobbitses." Gollum murmured, and when Sam turned away he added, "stupid fat Hobbit."
Frodo gave Lara a hard look and glanced at Sam. Lara nodded in understanding, but something she couldn't help but wonder came to her mind. Gollum wasn't in fact the creature's name, just some inaudible hacking sound he usually made in- between sentences. Lara found that highly amusing, despite the sober situation she was now dealing with. Taking a deep breath and a glance at Sméagol, she continued with the more pressing matters.
"What am I going to do?"
Sam and Frodo exchanged looks again.
"Well, ma'am, I could suggest something but you may not enjoy it. If you follow me." Sam said.
"Are you saying I should go back to Aragorn?" Lara asked worriedly. "There's no sense in that. I'll just go with you and Frodo." She glanced at Sméagol. "And him."
"No!" Frodo cried suddenly, surprising both Sam and Lara. "It is bad enough that I must take Sam with me into the hell mouth of all Middle- earth, but I forbid you to come with us. The Ring can be taken to Mordor by me, and three beings is far enough work than four."
"Precious, Gollum! Gollum!" Sméagol hissed.
Lara ignored it and raised a brow, her arms crossing. "Do I have to become medical with you, Frodo?"
"Oh, that female and male deal?" Sam groaned. "Please spare us! Frodo- if Lara here wants to come, I ain't got a problem with it, unless you are sure of letting her go back to finding Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli, Pippin and Merry."
"Uh. Guys? Merry and Pippin…" She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
Frodo shook his head. "I still do not think you should come, Lara. Or you Sam! Actually… you both should go back." His voice lowered and became a threatening hiss, and he rolled something in his pocket idly. "you wants the precious, you are only trying to steal is away from us."
"Huh? Frodo." Lara touched him lightly on the shoulder, but received a growl of response. "Look, I don't know what your problem is but-"
"The master feels the call of the precious!" Sméagol answered loudly, eyeing Lara's blade. "He is scared of its wickedness."
Sam knew this was coming, he had seen the pull of the Ring in his master's eyes for awhile now. Sometimes he wished that Frodo wasn't the one with the Ring, and other times he was glad because Frodo didn't seem bothered with the challenge. Oh, Hobbits were so confusing!
"I wish I could ask more questions, but I guess I am not wanted here." Lara finished angrily.
Frodo looked up, his eyes large and very blue. "I am sorry Lara. You- you can come if you will."
"No, you are right." She said and looked up at the bleak sky. "And I must go to the end of the river and look for my Ring Watch. Boromir's body should be there somewhere, right?"
"Let us go now, Hobbitses!" Sméagol cried. "It is getting late and we are weary!"
Sam frowned but did not find a comment to that, and Frodo remained staring at the woman before him.
"Come with us Lara. Honestly." Frodo's strong gaze held Lara's and she couldn't help but smile.
"Fine. But we have got to get my Ring Watch back."
Frodo nodded gravely and turned to Gollum. "Lead the way."
Sméagol nodded and leapt away on all fours, and Lara really felt like giving him a larger towel.
There you have it. The long- awaited sequel. Um, comments can be posted in reviews, so tell me if you like the new start Lara has finally decided to go along. Gollum power. :)
After all, it is her Ring Watch and she was put to destroying it, not him. But how can Lara travel all the way to Mordor without knowing where she is going?! Well, duh, how do you think Frodo and Sam got there? By a magic fairy? Well, sort of. Gollum. Steady, hard living creature right? But will Lara meet him? And what will she do when she comes around him? Ah! Too many questions! Will Lara EVER find Frodo and Sam? Intense. Review!
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Chapter one: Sméagol, Frodo and Sam
Had she been truly insane for coming this way? She knew she should have gone West, not East, and look at where she is. Sighing, she rolled up the tiny map that she had been provided with from Mr. Banks. Not that it came in handy any, but it was still saving her from a neck breaking travel along the stony rocks far out near the blazing fire. Was that Mordor? Shuddering and hoping if it was that she'd get there already, and leapt down from the rock and onto flat ground. Her boots were a faded black now, the strong leather ripping along the sides and her buckles wearing off as they occasionally snapped out of place. Her clothes were still damp from the morning rain two nights previous, and they were in no better condition than anything else she owned. Frizzy haired and aching all over, she decided to continue down the rocks before night fall. That is, if it already was.
The graying sky looked threatening above her, the rain salty on her lips and burning her eyes. Yes, Mordor was definitely coming on a close any day now. Taking a bite out of her lembas bread, she continued in a quick trot down the rocks.
"One, two, three." She breathed between leaps, trying not to fall from the lack of sleep. "Right, almost there."
"Almost there!" Someone repeated against the silence.
Lara stopped immediately and gazed down. She saw nothing, but the voice kept speaking somewhere around her.
"I ain't no genius in the arts of weather or nothin', but I'd say this rain is never going to stop, Mr. Frodo!"
"Sam!" Lara exclaimed eagerly, struggling down the rocks and towards the now audible tapping of Hobbit feet. "Sam! Frodo, I am here! It's Lara- oomph!"
"Aye, watch it!" Sam cried, throwing his arms in the air and falling back, Lara on top of him. "Mr. Frodo, run!"
"Sam…" Frodo began slowly, a small smile on his lips. "There's no need to."
Sam risked opening his eyes to a grinning Lara, a playful gleam in her eyes. "What- how- what are you doing here?"
Lara got off from Sam and helped the Hobbit up. "I should ask the same for you. Mordor is that way."
"You're going to Mordor?" Frodo asked uncertainly, his tone hesitant.
Lara nodded and narrowed her eyes. "And so are you. Care to give something back to me?"
Frodo tilted his head to the side curiously. "What? Give what to you?"
Lara sighed. "Frodo, please. Just give me my Ring Watch back."
The Hobbits exchanged baffled looked. "Lara… we have nothing of the sort." Sam said uneasily. "The last time I seen your possession was at the damned river."
Lara could have fallen back and fainted if it wasn't for her subconscious mind asking her a bit of a lot of questions. But which should she ask first? She had obviously made a mistake and risked her life coming after Frodo, when the thing was bloody well with Aragorn and Legolas.
Lara threw back her head and groaned. "I cannot believe I left it there."
"Nay, you have not." Sam continued, his tone still befuddled. "Boromir kept it in his pocket, said you told him to."
If a giant brute came at her right now, she wouldn't even had noticed.
"Boromir?" She cried after they nodded. "But Boromir is dead!"
There was a look of lost in Sam's eyes, but Frodo remained impassive.
"Boromir is dead?" He asked.
Lara touched her brow gently. "Yes. And he was sort of buried down the water fall."
"Oh my!" Sam said strongly. "I cannot believe- well, I knew someone would die in the fellowship- but… Boromir? Alas!"
"Yes," Lara growled, irritation evident in her tone. "with my bloody Ring Watch in his damn pocket! The thief."
"Yes, he is a thief isn't he?" Frodo whispered, but before either Sam and Lara could comment, a voice ran the air.
"Happy hobbitses didn't follow!"
It took a moment for it to register to Lara that this thing was not human, nor was it anything related to a Hobbit. Whatever it was, it was certainly looking on the down side. Its eyes were large, empty pools of black and filled with wonder as it peered over at her. A tattered rag outlined his hips, draping down to hide his goodies, if indeed he had any. But Lara wasn't about to ask that, because before she knew what she was doing, she unsheathed her blade and aimed it at Gollum's neck. The scraggly looking monkey gave a great cry and hid his head with his arms.
"Lara, no! Gollum is with us!" Frodo cried, throwing his arms around her and pulling her away. "He will not harm us."
Lara turned her head around sharply. "Gollum? This is Gollum?!"
Frodo's gaze lowered. "Well… yes, of course it is. Sméagol actually."
"But Gandalf said he can't be trusted." Lara began slowly. "Why now?"
"We swores on the precious to protect them we dids!" Gollum cried, whined, or whatever it was that he was doing at the moment. "and we will never do anything to hurts the Hobbitses or the lady- Gollum! Gollum!"
Lara watched in in silent astonishment, unable to resist the urge to back away.
"Right. Then Gollum- I mean, Sméagol can now be trusted?"
"I wouldn't bargain any of this rubbish, miLady!" Sam squalled, waving a fist at Gollum threateningly.
"Nice Hobbitses, Gollum likes Hobbitses." Gollum murmured, and when Sam turned away he added, "stupid fat Hobbit."
Frodo gave Lara a hard look and glanced at Sam. Lara nodded in understanding, but something she couldn't help but wonder came to her mind. Gollum wasn't in fact the creature's name, just some inaudible hacking sound he usually made in- between sentences. Lara found that highly amusing, despite the sober situation she was now dealing with. Taking a deep breath and a glance at Sméagol, she continued with the more pressing matters.
"What am I going to do?"
Sam and Frodo exchanged looks again.
"Well, ma'am, I could suggest something but you may not enjoy it. If you follow me." Sam said.
"Are you saying I should go back to Aragorn?" Lara asked worriedly. "There's no sense in that. I'll just go with you and Frodo." She glanced at Sméagol. "And him."
"No!" Frodo cried suddenly, surprising both Sam and Lara. "It is bad enough that I must take Sam with me into the hell mouth of all Middle- earth, but I forbid you to come with us. The Ring can be taken to Mordor by me, and three beings is far enough work than four."
"Precious, Gollum! Gollum!" Sméagol hissed.
Lara ignored it and raised a brow, her arms crossing. "Do I have to become medical with you, Frodo?"
"Oh, that female and male deal?" Sam groaned. "Please spare us! Frodo- if Lara here wants to come, I ain't got a problem with it, unless you are sure of letting her go back to finding Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli, Pippin and Merry."
"Uh. Guys? Merry and Pippin…" She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
Frodo shook his head. "I still do not think you should come, Lara. Or you Sam! Actually… you both should go back." His voice lowered and became a threatening hiss, and he rolled something in his pocket idly. "you wants the precious, you are only trying to steal is away from us."
"Huh? Frodo." Lara touched him lightly on the shoulder, but received a growl of response. "Look, I don't know what your problem is but-"
"The master feels the call of the precious!" Sméagol answered loudly, eyeing Lara's blade. "He is scared of its wickedness."
Sam knew this was coming, he had seen the pull of the Ring in his master's eyes for awhile now. Sometimes he wished that Frodo wasn't the one with the Ring, and other times he was glad because Frodo didn't seem bothered with the challenge. Oh, Hobbits were so confusing!
"I wish I could ask more questions, but I guess I am not wanted here." Lara finished angrily.
Frodo looked up, his eyes large and very blue. "I am sorry Lara. You- you can come if you will."
"No, you are right." She said and looked up at the bleak sky. "And I must go to the end of the river and look for my Ring Watch. Boromir's body should be there somewhere, right?"
"Let us go now, Hobbitses!" Sméagol cried. "It is getting late and we are weary!"
Sam frowned but did not find a comment to that, and Frodo remained staring at the woman before him.
"Come with us Lara. Honestly." Frodo's strong gaze held Lara's and she couldn't help but smile.
"Fine. But we have got to get my Ring Watch back."
Frodo nodded gravely and turned to Gollum. "Lead the way."
Sméagol nodded and leapt away on all fours, and Lara really felt like giving him a larger towel.
There you have it. The long- awaited sequel. Um, comments can be posted in reviews, so tell me if you like the new start Lara has finally decided to go along. Gollum power. :)