Yugi in Middle Earth
(Fire Pendant
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh or lotr. But I do own the story and the minor characters I make up.
What happens when a certain tri-colored hair boy gets transported to Middle Earth with his yami? A SERIOUS fanfic, but doesn't mean that it isn't funny.
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gimeGohan: Yeah Shadi's job IS to guard the Mill. Items. But since he already handed like all of them to the chosen people. Hehehe, he doesn't really have much of a job now doesn't he. But he still just watches the chosen people just in case. As for how Malik got the Mill. Rod, he just picked it up. Well actually his yami did. So I have no idea. If it wasn't for him then he would have burned up or gone mad as Shadi had put it to Pegasus. But if it DID belong to Kaiba, * shudders* Kaiba with the Mill. Rod that has the power to enslave minds. I'd hate to see what he'd do with that if he was in a bad mood.
Celestrial Dragon: I did notice that weird problemo. I hope it doesn't happen again. Fanfic was just giving me some problems earlier. Feh! But oh whatever I still love this site!
Guess: Yay! Me happy for a break too! So are my muses . . . I think. Hehehehhe, (I say that too much right?). Don't worry about Shadi-boy and Senui. You'll see what happens to them in this chappie! As for my trip. I'm going to Bei Jing, Zhao Xian, and a couple other places that I don't know about. My parents are planning this trip after all. But it's gonna be in northern China for all I know. ^-^
Indigo Tantarian: YES! You DO write more soon! YAY! I'm glad you liked the last chapter! Don't worry about Shadi or Senui. You'll see what happens in this chappie. Ku ku ku ku ku.
MollyJean: Thanks for the advice. I used some of it in this chappie. And for Ankhkare and Senui not really fearing the pharaoh. Well Ankhkare was Yami's friend in Ancient Egypt so he's not really afraid there so they're buds (at least by me. Hehehehe! You HAVE to have good relations with the healer of the royal court). Senui doesn't really like Yami because pharaoh boy sealed Senui into the Scales (Senui is related to Shadah according to Indigo Tantarian's: Millennial Inheritance) so there's some anger there in their knowing each other. Plus Shadi doesn't really like Yami either (see Millennial Inheritance, explanation will be too long).
TsukiTenshiP: Glad you like this fic! * looks back at review * WOW you read it THREE times! Dang. I am honored. As for the killing off characters . . . * grins evilly then laughs (back to normal) * [ I am normal?!] I can't say anything, mum's the word. But you'll see soon. This won't be rated PG-13 for nothing I think. But that's a bit later.
Well enough with my ranting. If my reply to your review isn't up, I haven't gotten your review yet. I will then reply to you all next chappie! Here's the next chapter! (and the next chapter after this will be up in who knows when?)
Chapter 22: Traveling to Lorien
"Senui! Shadi!" shouted Ankhkare as the black robed man disappeared into the darkness.
He felt himself being dragged away as he struggled to get back to the side of the chasm. Yami and Bakura (who had separated from their hikaris) pulled him away and up the stairs. He looked back into the mines and closed his eyes as they discovered real daylight again.
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Senui desperately scanned through his mind at a way to stop his falling. The air that rushed passed him whipping his robes and threatened to dislodge his turban didn't help with this thinking either as he fell backwards into the soupy blackness. * Oh Anubis! If I ever get out of this alive I swear on my life and Ra's power that I won't ever think of using my Shadow Powers for greedy reasons again. And I swear that I will contribute to the temples of the other gods again! And . . .* Senui's life concerned thoughts were roughly interrupted as he felt himself drop onto something rather painfully.
He clenched his eyes shut and muttered under his breath "I'm dead now, I know I'm dead." But when no flashing light or consuming darkness covered him he opened one eye slowly. Senui saw the opening of the chasm hundreds of feet above him and could have sworn he saw the edge of a green robe when it just disappeared.
"I'm alive!" he gasped sitting up. But a spasm of pain passed through is lower back. Senui moaned and rolled off whatever he had landed on and lay on his stomach while the burning fire in his back died down to a roaring ache. The cold rock ledge that scraped roughly beneath his face started making him wonder WHY he didn't die or at least break his neck landing on it. A dirty and mutilated and disfigured hand lying in front of his vision answered his question unnecessarily. That hand connected to the body of one of those yrch thingies.
Senui gritted his teeth and stared at the still body as he quickly scooted himself back away from it. 'It' wasn't like any of the other yrch he had seen chasing after them. There was none of that black armor on 'it'. Which was a very good thing, or else he would be sorer than he was now. Stupid thing, probably watching the other yrch fighting them while 'it' was hiding unwilling to be hurt or die.
Painstakingly Senui clutched the wall and hauled himself to his feet trying to ignore the ache in his lower back grow into sharp needles of pain. What he would give to have Ankhkare's healing skills with him right now. Where was that stupid healer when you needed him? And that wasn't the last time he thought that [1].
The man stumbled through a rough doorway hewn into the rock wall near the ledge and blinked his shadowy light blue eyes that were much like his vessel's. Tunnels lead away like a labyrinth. Senui sucked in a deep breath and glared at each opening way of the tunnels before grasping his luck. He wanted a way out of here.
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Aragorn pulled Legolas close to him. The ranger was calm but the Elf could tell that his friend was deeply worried. "What are we to do now mellon-nin [2]? Gandalf has fallen into the chasm and so have two of the three strangers. The one left is very much distressed and we have no clue who those people were!" hissed Aragorn.
"I don't know Aragorn," whispered back the elf, "But we'll have to go on. You are our leader now. There is one thing I advise you about though." Legolas went on after seeing Aragorn's attentive look, "We should go to Lorien. That is the safest place that we will be able to reach in time. I'm sure your relatives [3] shall welcome you as well as the rest of us."
"You are right Legolas." sighed Aragorn.
"Aren't I always, human." replied Legolas heavily attempting to bring Aragorn into a lighter mood though he himself was very troubled. The thought that Mithrandir [4] was actually gone weighed his heart down deeply. The Istari had helped him many times for many years and had become much like family to the elves.
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Aragorn looked over the other members of the company. The hobbits sat together weeping. Boromir had just finished convincing Gimli that it wouldn't be the smartest thing to rush back into Moria to deal out revenge to the orcs and was sitting beside the dwarf looking bruised and battered. The two spirits and their . . . vessels; Aragorn still wasn't used to the prospect of the spirits abiding in another's body. He looked back over to his elven friend and saw Legolas with a far away look in his eyes. A dark bruise had started to form on the fair creature's forehead.
Nobody had gotten out of the battle without some sort of hurt. Aragorn looked down at his fingers that were bruised and bloodied. He wiped them hurriedly on his already dirty tunic so that no one would notice. He wasn't the one that needed to be mothered over now.
"Get them up Legolas." ordered Aragorn fighting the waver in his voice as he tore his gaze away from the mouth of the eastern door of Moria. The Silvan Elf glanced at Aragorn and nodded as he started to comply to Aragorn's wishes.
"Give them a moment for pity's sake!" shouted an irritated voice. Aragorn saw Boromir look at him in disgust.
"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs. We must leave." replied Aragorn sharper than he intended to. The Gondorian man surrendered the argument and looked away with an air of indigence. Aragorn walked up to the hobbits and pulled Sam to his feet and murmured a few reassuring words. He looked around for Frodo and saw that the hobbit had already gotten up.
"Frodo?" asked Aragorn concerned about the hobbit. Frodo looked back with tears rolling down his cheeks. He never replied but just walked back to the rest of the hobbits.
"Don't worry hikari. I have a feeling that we will see them again." murmured a voice. Aragorn turned to see the wild white-haired spirit comforting his look-alike vessel. It was a rather amazing sight to see for he had never seen this normally rough being acting soft and kind. Silver- grey eyes caught dark brown ones. The spirit snarled soundlessly at him as if daring him to continue his gaping. Aragorn looked away, he had a feeling that he had missed someone as he looked around.
There, standing near the mouth of the mines, clothed in green was the elf- like man. Aragorn quietly approached him and put a hand on his shoulder. The slender man flinched slightly at the unexpected contact and turned around. "I have to get back to Senui and Master Shadi." murmured the man, his green eyes a little red around the edges with crying.
"It's too late. We can't help them now. All we can do is to hope that all will turn out well." said Aragorn though without much hope inside of him. No one could survive a long fall like that. But then again he had done so a couple times and here he was standing and alive. So Valar knew.
The man's lips tightened that they formed a line. "They will come back!" he cried, "I know they will." He whispered.
Aragorn looked at him pitifully and led him away from the doors to where the fellowship was waiting.
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Senui's breathing became ragged and pained. He had finally chosen a way to go; it wasn't like he had any choice. The sound of heavy feet forced him to panic and run/limp down the nearest tunnel. It seemed to be a good way. The walls were moist and dripping with water. That meant that they must be near a river of some sort. Senui hurried his pace a bit, biting his lip as he fought down the urge to cry out as he worked beyond the boundaries his body was ready for now in this condition.
The sounds of rushing water greeted his ears as he rushed to the end of the tunnel. Faint rays of sunlight trickled through some cracks at the roof of the tunnel above the small river and an even brighter light shown somewhere far from where he stood. But the only way to get there was to go with the river. Senui groaned (A/N. If he were an anime person still he would sweatdrop, or an anime fall. But I wouldn't do to his condition right now. Hehehe.) and was about to give up, there was no way he would be able do swim OR float around in this fast flowing . . . and cold river (Senui had stuck the tip of his slippered foot into the rushing waters).
He was about to give up when something black, wooden, and very battered caught his eye under a black cloth. Senui edged closer. It seemed to be some sort of oiled cloth covering something. Deciding that he had absolutly nothing to lose he jerked it back. It was a group of small boats. Big enough to fit four people . . . or yrch. The oars were lying on the bottom.
* Heh. This is my ticket out. * thought Senui grabbing onto the boat he pushed and thrust it slowly and painfully into the water.
By the time it had reached a deep enough level of water. Senui could hear furious shrieks and triumphant drum-beats heading closer his way. He pulled himself into the boat and tumbled in. With a renewed desire to live he took one of the paddles and started rushing downstream and closer to the fading sunlight.
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The fellowship was called to a stop as Aragorn decided to take a break and heal the wounded. Bakura slumped underneath the nice shade of a tree, even though it still was rather cool and crisp in the winter air of the South. Ryou sat down and leaned against him closing his eyes hoping for some rest. They had been running down to the edge of the woods ever since Aragorn had told them that there would be orcs following them very soon.
{{Ryou! Are you sure you aren't hurt? }} asked Bakura again. The dark spirit caught an annoyed look crossing Ryou's face but chose to ignore it.
{Yami, you asked me that at least a dozen times already! I'm fine. } muttered Ryou.
{{ Suit yourself then. }} sniffed Bakura flicking Ryou's ear.
{ Ow! That hurt! } cried Ryou indignantly.
{{ Sorry, }} was Bakura's sarcastic remark. Ryou just sniffed and wiggled closer to his dark.
{I hope Ankhkare is gonna be okay, I mean having your friend and vessel . . . die . . .} Ryou couldn't continue on with the sentence.
{{ I think he's going to be alright. Besides if they were dead; number one: Senui is a spirit and can't die again unless he is consumed by that Shadow Realm which should prove hard, and number two: If Shadi were dead there would be another Guardian or something. And since no half-crazed person with the notion that destiny has chosen them to be the next Guardian on the Millennium Items has shone up yet I think he's fine. }} said Bakura.
Ryou grinned a bit at his yami's logic, even if it was a bit twisted. {I hope you're right. }
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"Look's like that cut you have is going to be fine Sam." remarked Merry as Aragorn finished bandaging up the gash on the hobbit's forehead.
"Come on now Frodo. Let's see what that troll did to you." said Aragorn.
Merry watched as his cousin protested a bit at the prospect of being healed. * Hmm, I wonder what's going on? Well I always thought Frodo here was hinding something from us. Just let us see what now? * thought Merry.
Frodo reluctantly took off his tunic and everyone gasped at the sight at what was underneath. Merry let out a low whistle. It was a chain-mail shirt of some sort. The metal shone and glittered . . . like silver. This must have been that mithril shirt Gandalf had been talking about earlier in the mines!
"Look my friends," laughed Aragorn, "Here's a pretty hobbit skin to wrap an elven-princeling in! If it were known that hobbits had such hides, all the hunters of Middle-earth would be riding to the Shire."
Gimli's pipe fell out of his mouth as he gaped, "And all the arrows of all the hunters in the world would be in vain. It is a mithril coat! Mithril!"
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Bakura didn't listen to a word the dwarf said as he ranted on about the 'mithril coat'. He just stared at the silver shirt and flexed his itching fingers. Hmm, in Egypt, something like this would have made him instantly rich.
A hand grabbed Bakura's shoulder and he turned to see Yami glaring at him, daring him to just try to steal the coat. Bakura snarled and sulked as he leaned back against the tree.
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Yami sighed and shook his head, some habits were hard to break. Yugi was chattering with Merry and Pippin. For right Sam was always worrying over Frodo, and Frodo was right now being healed.
A barely audible sigh was heard over the talking. Yami turned and saw Ankhkare sitting at the edge of the fellowship with is face in his hands. He made his way over to the distressed healer. "I'm sure that your vessel and Senui are still alive. Ankhkare, you have to have a little bit more confidence in their skills to survive by themselves." said Yami trying to cheer the healer up.
Ankhkare rewarded the pharaoh with a shadow of a grin, "And knowing Senui, that's not one of his strong points. Shadi might know a thing or two but he was out cold the last time I saw him. It might be a while before he wakes." smiled Ankhkare, but a small frown came again as he added softly, " . . . if he wakes at all."
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^ Urgh . . . I feel like I had just gone a few days without food or water. ^ groaned a very welcomed voice in Senui's mind. He had been just flowing along with the river for the past hour. The rushing waters had carried him out of the caverns and onto a grass and stony land. Senui thought he could see the edge of a wintering forest just over the horizon. He had also been scouring the surrounding lands for the strange mixed group of people they had been traveling with before but to no avail.
\\ It's about time you woke up flea-bag. I've been paddling this poor excuse for a boat long enough. Now get out! \\ snapped Senui forcing Shadi out of his soul room. The Guardian of the Millennium Items looked much better than he had last been though still perceptibly weakened.
"What happened?" asked Shadi resting his forehead on his hand, "Where's Ankhkare . . . the pharaoh and the chosen one . . . the tomb robber and his vessel?" Shadi now fully awake and slightly aware of the situation that he and his 'yami' were in.
Senui groaned, it wasn't like there was anything else for him to do, so he started filling his vessel in on what had happened earlier. "Well it starts out like this. You were unconscious and . . ." so the rest of the boat-ride was spent with explanations and lots of questions. By nightfall they had reached the eaves of the forest. But they were unaware that there were many pairs of eyes watching them silently and following them like shadows.
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[1] I took that little idea from J.R.R Tolkien's The Hobbit.
[2] mellon-nin- mellon means 'friend', nin means 'my' (does anyone know how to say 'my love' in elvish. Just wondering. Maybe used for pt 3 or something between Aragorn and Arwen. Not sure)
[3] You know Aragorn is sorta Elrond's adopted son? Huh? So you know that Galadriel and Celeborn are Elrond's mother and father-in-laws? They were Celebrain's (Elrond's wife's) parents. So then Galadriel and Celeborn are sorta Aragorn's grandmother and grandfather-in-laws. Long and complex huh?
[4] Mithrandir- means 'Grey Pilgrim' which is the Silvan Elvish form of one of Gandalf's names.
So Shadi and Senui aren't dead . . . so far! I hope Ankhkare wasn't too OOC. Bakura's feeling the tug of the old habits of a thief. The Ring seems to have forsaken the idea of trying to seduce Yami (now don't you all go thinking dirty thoughts!). And Yami is being a lot more responsible. Wow, heh. A lot of things.
Jumping a little ahead of the ficcy. What do you think Galadriel should give the Yugioh cast? Any suggestions, just tell me in your review and why the certain person/people should get it. I'll try to pick out the most suitable or come up with my own for some later. Kinda a little contest thing here. But who knows?
I HAVE SOME GOOD NEWS AND SOME BAD NEWS! What do you want to hear first. Good news first: just look down. Bad news first: scroll down a little bit below the good news.
Good news: I decided to put Yami Malik in this fic with Malik and companion.
Bad news: He might not be able to show up that much unless the certain companion is dead or thought dead. Unless I do something to edge around that a bit. Cause Yami DID send Yami Malik to the Shadow Realm. And I do want that 'certain companion' with Malik. It would make things more interesting I hope. I think you all know who that certain person is right?
Hey! Anyone here sensing a pattern in this fic? Well not really a pattern, just something that is happening to certain people. (not bad things unless you count being dropped into middle earth a bad thing)
Seth: Yes we shall be going soon! For three straight weeks in China!
Sabrion: You've never been there! So how do you know if it will be good or not?
Seth: I know it will be good because then my mad hikari won't always be bugging me about my past. * snorts *
Sabrion: * in Sindarin * A! Valar! * switches back to common tongue * You are very exasperating you know.
Seth: * fumes * You know if she didn't need you so much you'd be dead! * pulls out dagger from sheath *
Sabrion: * blanches but pulls out his own sword *
Whops, well gotta go! Have to make sure my yami doesn't kill my muse. Be right back! * sounds of shouting in background. Fire Pendant returns with smug look on face with muse looking ashamed and yami looking positively bristling. *
Hey guess what! I'm very very happy! I got meself a nice elvish dictionary. It doesn't have everything but it's still useful! So expect a bit more elvish in this and other ficces that have something to do with LOTR.
OMG! I don't believe this ficcy is almost over. Well pt. 1 at least. See you all later. Humph, my dad says he won't install Word on his laptop for me. I hope they have Microsoft Word in China then! And in English! Namarie! (farewell in elvish) -Fire Pendant
(Fire Pendant
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh or lotr. But I do own the story and the minor characters I make up.
What happens when a certain tri-colored hair boy gets transported to Middle Earth with his yami? A SERIOUS fanfic, but doesn't mean that it isn't funny.
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gimeGohan: Yeah Shadi's job IS to guard the Mill. Items. But since he already handed like all of them to the chosen people. Hehehe, he doesn't really have much of a job now doesn't he. But he still just watches the chosen people just in case. As for how Malik got the Mill. Rod, he just picked it up. Well actually his yami did. So I have no idea. If it wasn't for him then he would have burned up or gone mad as Shadi had put it to Pegasus. But if it DID belong to Kaiba, * shudders* Kaiba with the Mill. Rod that has the power to enslave minds. I'd hate to see what he'd do with that if he was in a bad mood.
Celestrial Dragon: I did notice that weird problemo. I hope it doesn't happen again. Fanfic was just giving me some problems earlier. Feh! But oh whatever I still love this site!
Guess: Yay! Me happy for a break too! So are my muses . . . I think. Hehehehhe, (I say that too much right?). Don't worry about Shadi-boy and Senui. You'll see what happens to them in this chappie! As for my trip. I'm going to Bei Jing, Zhao Xian, and a couple other places that I don't know about. My parents are planning this trip after all. But it's gonna be in northern China for all I know. ^-^
Indigo Tantarian: YES! You DO write more soon! YAY! I'm glad you liked the last chapter! Don't worry about Shadi or Senui. You'll see what happens in this chappie. Ku ku ku ku ku.
MollyJean: Thanks for the advice. I used some of it in this chappie. And for Ankhkare and Senui not really fearing the pharaoh. Well Ankhkare was Yami's friend in Ancient Egypt so he's not really afraid there so they're buds (at least by me. Hehehehe! You HAVE to have good relations with the healer of the royal court). Senui doesn't really like Yami because pharaoh boy sealed Senui into the Scales (Senui is related to Shadah according to Indigo Tantarian's: Millennial Inheritance) so there's some anger there in their knowing each other. Plus Shadi doesn't really like Yami either (see Millennial Inheritance, explanation will be too long).
TsukiTenshiP: Glad you like this fic! * looks back at review * WOW you read it THREE times! Dang. I am honored. As for the killing off characters . . . * grins evilly then laughs (back to normal) * [ I am normal?!] I can't say anything, mum's the word. But you'll see soon. This won't be rated PG-13 for nothing I think. But that's a bit later.
Well enough with my ranting. If my reply to your review isn't up, I haven't gotten your review yet. I will then reply to you all next chappie! Here's the next chapter! (and the next chapter after this will be up in who knows when?)
Chapter 22: Traveling to Lorien
"Senui! Shadi!" shouted Ankhkare as the black robed man disappeared into the darkness.
He felt himself being dragged away as he struggled to get back to the side of the chasm. Yami and Bakura (who had separated from their hikaris) pulled him away and up the stairs. He looked back into the mines and closed his eyes as they discovered real daylight again.
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Senui desperately scanned through his mind at a way to stop his falling. The air that rushed passed him whipping his robes and threatened to dislodge his turban didn't help with this thinking either as he fell backwards into the soupy blackness. * Oh Anubis! If I ever get out of this alive I swear on my life and Ra's power that I won't ever think of using my Shadow Powers for greedy reasons again. And I swear that I will contribute to the temples of the other gods again! And . . .* Senui's life concerned thoughts were roughly interrupted as he felt himself drop onto something rather painfully.
He clenched his eyes shut and muttered under his breath "I'm dead now, I know I'm dead." But when no flashing light or consuming darkness covered him he opened one eye slowly. Senui saw the opening of the chasm hundreds of feet above him and could have sworn he saw the edge of a green robe when it just disappeared.
"I'm alive!" he gasped sitting up. But a spasm of pain passed through is lower back. Senui moaned and rolled off whatever he had landed on and lay on his stomach while the burning fire in his back died down to a roaring ache. The cold rock ledge that scraped roughly beneath his face started making him wonder WHY he didn't die or at least break his neck landing on it. A dirty and mutilated and disfigured hand lying in front of his vision answered his question unnecessarily. That hand connected to the body of one of those yrch thingies.
Senui gritted his teeth and stared at the still body as he quickly scooted himself back away from it. 'It' wasn't like any of the other yrch he had seen chasing after them. There was none of that black armor on 'it'. Which was a very good thing, or else he would be sorer than he was now. Stupid thing, probably watching the other yrch fighting them while 'it' was hiding unwilling to be hurt or die.
Painstakingly Senui clutched the wall and hauled himself to his feet trying to ignore the ache in his lower back grow into sharp needles of pain. What he would give to have Ankhkare's healing skills with him right now. Where was that stupid healer when you needed him? And that wasn't the last time he thought that [1].
The man stumbled through a rough doorway hewn into the rock wall near the ledge and blinked his shadowy light blue eyes that were much like his vessel's. Tunnels lead away like a labyrinth. Senui sucked in a deep breath and glared at each opening way of the tunnels before grasping his luck. He wanted a way out of here.
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Aragorn pulled Legolas close to him. The ranger was calm but the Elf could tell that his friend was deeply worried. "What are we to do now mellon-nin [2]? Gandalf has fallen into the chasm and so have two of the three strangers. The one left is very much distressed and we have no clue who those people were!" hissed Aragorn.
"I don't know Aragorn," whispered back the elf, "But we'll have to go on. You are our leader now. There is one thing I advise you about though." Legolas went on after seeing Aragorn's attentive look, "We should go to Lorien. That is the safest place that we will be able to reach in time. I'm sure your relatives [3] shall welcome you as well as the rest of us."
"You are right Legolas." sighed Aragorn.
"Aren't I always, human." replied Legolas heavily attempting to bring Aragorn into a lighter mood though he himself was very troubled. The thought that Mithrandir [4] was actually gone weighed his heart down deeply. The Istari had helped him many times for many years and had become much like family to the elves.
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Aragorn looked over the other members of the company. The hobbits sat together weeping. Boromir had just finished convincing Gimli that it wouldn't be the smartest thing to rush back into Moria to deal out revenge to the orcs and was sitting beside the dwarf looking bruised and battered. The two spirits and their . . . vessels; Aragorn still wasn't used to the prospect of the spirits abiding in another's body. He looked back over to his elven friend and saw Legolas with a far away look in his eyes. A dark bruise had started to form on the fair creature's forehead.
Nobody had gotten out of the battle without some sort of hurt. Aragorn looked down at his fingers that were bruised and bloodied. He wiped them hurriedly on his already dirty tunic so that no one would notice. He wasn't the one that needed to be mothered over now.
"Get them up Legolas." ordered Aragorn fighting the waver in his voice as he tore his gaze away from the mouth of the eastern door of Moria. The Silvan Elf glanced at Aragorn and nodded as he started to comply to Aragorn's wishes.
"Give them a moment for pity's sake!" shouted an irritated voice. Aragorn saw Boromir look at him in disgust.
"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs. We must leave." replied Aragorn sharper than he intended to. The Gondorian man surrendered the argument and looked away with an air of indigence. Aragorn walked up to the hobbits and pulled Sam to his feet and murmured a few reassuring words. He looked around for Frodo and saw that the hobbit had already gotten up.
"Frodo?" asked Aragorn concerned about the hobbit. Frodo looked back with tears rolling down his cheeks. He never replied but just walked back to the rest of the hobbits.
"Don't worry hikari. I have a feeling that we will see them again." murmured a voice. Aragorn turned to see the wild white-haired spirit comforting his look-alike vessel. It was a rather amazing sight to see for he had never seen this normally rough being acting soft and kind. Silver- grey eyes caught dark brown ones. The spirit snarled soundlessly at him as if daring him to continue his gaping. Aragorn looked away, he had a feeling that he had missed someone as he looked around.
There, standing near the mouth of the mines, clothed in green was the elf- like man. Aragorn quietly approached him and put a hand on his shoulder. The slender man flinched slightly at the unexpected contact and turned around. "I have to get back to Senui and Master Shadi." murmured the man, his green eyes a little red around the edges with crying.
"It's too late. We can't help them now. All we can do is to hope that all will turn out well." said Aragorn though without much hope inside of him. No one could survive a long fall like that. But then again he had done so a couple times and here he was standing and alive. So Valar knew.
The man's lips tightened that they formed a line. "They will come back!" he cried, "I know they will." He whispered.
Aragorn looked at him pitifully and led him away from the doors to where the fellowship was waiting.
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Senui's breathing became ragged and pained. He had finally chosen a way to go; it wasn't like he had any choice. The sound of heavy feet forced him to panic and run/limp down the nearest tunnel. It seemed to be a good way. The walls were moist and dripping with water. That meant that they must be near a river of some sort. Senui hurried his pace a bit, biting his lip as he fought down the urge to cry out as he worked beyond the boundaries his body was ready for now in this condition.
The sounds of rushing water greeted his ears as he rushed to the end of the tunnel. Faint rays of sunlight trickled through some cracks at the roof of the tunnel above the small river and an even brighter light shown somewhere far from where he stood. But the only way to get there was to go with the river. Senui groaned (A/N. If he were an anime person still he would sweatdrop, or an anime fall. But I wouldn't do to his condition right now. Hehehe.) and was about to give up, there was no way he would be able do swim OR float around in this fast flowing . . . and cold river (Senui had stuck the tip of his slippered foot into the rushing waters).
He was about to give up when something black, wooden, and very battered caught his eye under a black cloth. Senui edged closer. It seemed to be some sort of oiled cloth covering something. Deciding that he had absolutly nothing to lose he jerked it back. It was a group of small boats. Big enough to fit four people . . . or yrch. The oars were lying on the bottom.
* Heh. This is my ticket out. * thought Senui grabbing onto the boat he pushed and thrust it slowly and painfully into the water.
By the time it had reached a deep enough level of water. Senui could hear furious shrieks and triumphant drum-beats heading closer his way. He pulled himself into the boat and tumbled in. With a renewed desire to live he took one of the paddles and started rushing downstream and closer to the fading sunlight.
* *
The fellowship was called to a stop as Aragorn decided to take a break and heal the wounded. Bakura slumped underneath the nice shade of a tree, even though it still was rather cool and crisp in the winter air of the South. Ryou sat down and leaned against him closing his eyes hoping for some rest. They had been running down to the edge of the woods ever since Aragorn had told them that there would be orcs following them very soon.
{{Ryou! Are you sure you aren't hurt? }} asked Bakura again. The dark spirit caught an annoyed look crossing Ryou's face but chose to ignore it.
{Yami, you asked me that at least a dozen times already! I'm fine. } muttered Ryou.
{{ Suit yourself then. }} sniffed Bakura flicking Ryou's ear.
{ Ow! That hurt! } cried Ryou indignantly.
{{ Sorry, }} was Bakura's sarcastic remark. Ryou just sniffed and wiggled closer to his dark.
{I hope Ankhkare is gonna be okay, I mean having your friend and vessel . . . die . . .} Ryou couldn't continue on with the sentence.
{{ I think he's going to be alright. Besides if they were dead; number one: Senui is a spirit and can't die again unless he is consumed by that Shadow Realm which should prove hard, and number two: If Shadi were dead there would be another Guardian or something. And since no half-crazed person with the notion that destiny has chosen them to be the next Guardian on the Millennium Items has shone up yet I think he's fine. }} said Bakura.
Ryou grinned a bit at his yami's logic, even if it was a bit twisted. {I hope you're right. }
*
"Look's like that cut you have is going to be fine Sam." remarked Merry as Aragorn finished bandaging up the gash on the hobbit's forehead.
"Come on now Frodo. Let's see what that troll did to you." said Aragorn.
Merry watched as his cousin protested a bit at the prospect of being healed. * Hmm, I wonder what's going on? Well I always thought Frodo here was hinding something from us. Just let us see what now? * thought Merry.
Frodo reluctantly took off his tunic and everyone gasped at the sight at what was underneath. Merry let out a low whistle. It was a chain-mail shirt of some sort. The metal shone and glittered . . . like silver. This must have been that mithril shirt Gandalf had been talking about earlier in the mines!
"Look my friends," laughed Aragorn, "Here's a pretty hobbit skin to wrap an elven-princeling in! If it were known that hobbits had such hides, all the hunters of Middle-earth would be riding to the Shire."
Gimli's pipe fell out of his mouth as he gaped, "And all the arrows of all the hunters in the world would be in vain. It is a mithril coat! Mithril!"
*
Bakura didn't listen to a word the dwarf said as he ranted on about the 'mithril coat'. He just stared at the silver shirt and flexed his itching fingers. Hmm, in Egypt, something like this would have made him instantly rich.
A hand grabbed Bakura's shoulder and he turned to see Yami glaring at him, daring him to just try to steal the coat. Bakura snarled and sulked as he leaned back against the tree.
*
Yami sighed and shook his head, some habits were hard to break. Yugi was chattering with Merry and Pippin. For right Sam was always worrying over Frodo, and Frodo was right now being healed.
A barely audible sigh was heard over the talking. Yami turned and saw Ankhkare sitting at the edge of the fellowship with is face in his hands. He made his way over to the distressed healer. "I'm sure that your vessel and Senui are still alive. Ankhkare, you have to have a little bit more confidence in their skills to survive by themselves." said Yami trying to cheer the healer up.
Ankhkare rewarded the pharaoh with a shadow of a grin, "And knowing Senui, that's not one of his strong points. Shadi might know a thing or two but he was out cold the last time I saw him. It might be a while before he wakes." smiled Ankhkare, but a small frown came again as he added softly, " . . . if he wakes at all."
* *
^ Urgh . . . I feel like I had just gone a few days without food or water. ^ groaned a very welcomed voice in Senui's mind. He had been just flowing along with the river for the past hour. The rushing waters had carried him out of the caverns and onto a grass and stony land. Senui thought he could see the edge of a wintering forest just over the horizon. He had also been scouring the surrounding lands for the strange mixed group of people they had been traveling with before but to no avail.
\\ It's about time you woke up flea-bag. I've been paddling this poor excuse for a boat long enough. Now get out! \\ snapped Senui forcing Shadi out of his soul room. The Guardian of the Millennium Items looked much better than he had last been though still perceptibly weakened.
"What happened?" asked Shadi resting his forehead on his hand, "Where's Ankhkare . . . the pharaoh and the chosen one . . . the tomb robber and his vessel?" Shadi now fully awake and slightly aware of the situation that he and his 'yami' were in.
Senui groaned, it wasn't like there was anything else for him to do, so he started filling his vessel in on what had happened earlier. "Well it starts out like this. You were unconscious and . . ." so the rest of the boat-ride was spent with explanations and lots of questions. By nightfall they had reached the eaves of the forest. But they were unaware that there were many pairs of eyes watching them silently and following them like shadows.
* * * to be continued . . . in who knows when? * * *
[1] I took that little idea from J.R.R Tolkien's The Hobbit.
[2] mellon-nin- mellon means 'friend', nin means 'my' (does anyone know how to say 'my love' in elvish. Just wondering. Maybe used for pt 3 or something between Aragorn and Arwen. Not sure)
[3] You know Aragorn is sorta Elrond's adopted son? Huh? So you know that Galadriel and Celeborn are Elrond's mother and father-in-laws? They were Celebrain's (Elrond's wife's) parents. So then Galadriel and Celeborn are sorta Aragorn's grandmother and grandfather-in-laws. Long and complex huh?
[4] Mithrandir- means 'Grey Pilgrim' which is the Silvan Elvish form of one of Gandalf's names.
So Shadi and Senui aren't dead . . . so far! I hope Ankhkare wasn't too OOC. Bakura's feeling the tug of the old habits of a thief. The Ring seems to have forsaken the idea of trying to seduce Yami (now don't you all go thinking dirty thoughts!). And Yami is being a lot more responsible. Wow, heh. A lot of things.
Jumping a little ahead of the ficcy. What do you think Galadriel should give the Yugioh cast? Any suggestions, just tell me in your review and why the certain person/people should get it. I'll try to pick out the most suitable or come up with my own for some later. Kinda a little contest thing here. But who knows?
I HAVE SOME GOOD NEWS AND SOME BAD NEWS! What do you want to hear first. Good news first: just look down. Bad news first: scroll down a little bit below the good news.
Good news: I decided to put Yami Malik in this fic with Malik and companion.
Bad news: He might not be able to show up that much unless the certain companion is dead or thought dead. Unless I do something to edge around that a bit. Cause Yami DID send Yami Malik to the Shadow Realm. And I do want that 'certain companion' with Malik. It would make things more interesting I hope. I think you all know who that certain person is right?
Hey! Anyone here sensing a pattern in this fic? Well not really a pattern, just something that is happening to certain people. (not bad things unless you count being dropped into middle earth a bad thing)
Seth: Yes we shall be going soon! For three straight weeks in China!
Sabrion: You've never been there! So how do you know if it will be good or not?
Seth: I know it will be good because then my mad hikari won't always be bugging me about my past. * snorts *
Sabrion: * in Sindarin * A! Valar! * switches back to common tongue * You are very exasperating you know.
Seth: * fumes * You know if she didn't need you so much you'd be dead! * pulls out dagger from sheath *
Sabrion: * blanches but pulls out his own sword *
Whops, well gotta go! Have to make sure my yami doesn't kill my muse. Be right back! * sounds of shouting in background. Fire Pendant returns with smug look on face with muse looking ashamed and yami looking positively bristling. *
Hey guess what! I'm very very happy! I got meself a nice elvish dictionary. It doesn't have everything but it's still useful! So expect a bit more elvish in this and other ficces that have something to do with LOTR.
OMG! I don't believe this ficcy is almost over. Well pt. 1 at least. See you all later. Humph, my dad says he won't install Word on his laptop for me. I hope they have Microsoft Word in China then! And in English! Namarie! (farewell in elvish) -Fire Pendant