A Tamora Pierce and Lord of the Rings Crossover
-Dancing With Lightning
A/N: ARGGGGHHH!!! I have had writer's block forever! I'm having so much trouble, and when I think of a new idea, I forget it before I find a pen and paper to write it down with. ARGGGGHHH!!!! Oh well... It's done now and won't have to be written again, so everything's peachy. Okay. Firstly, I'd like to say that I own nothing, except for the storyline. And Kaddar's just sort of... disappeared, hasn't he? I guess I'll leave him like that. He's there, but just not in the story. Maybe I'll edit him out of that chapter... oh well. I'm having a stressful day, but that doesn't mean I can't write. (BREATHES IN AND OUT SLOWLY) Okay. Enjoy the chapter! P.S: I've noticed that with my chapters, a lot of talking seems to be on the same line, so it all slurs together. I don't know what's going on, but I'll talk to my older sister about it (when she gets home from her special trip) and see what's going on. It may not bother you, but it bothers me. ( P.P.S: While I was waiting for ideas for this bloody chapter, I wrote a tiny little, short fic on the Wicca/Sweep books. Please read it! I need to know whether I should re-write it longer, or keep it the way it is. Thanks!! --Dancing With Lightning
Chapter 5 She didn't know how long he'd been kissing her for, but she knew she had to pull away eventually. He rested his hand on her hip, and she jumped, pulling away. Merry looked annoyed. "Too much?" he asked, trying to hide his disappointment. "No... it's just... I kind of hurt everywhere, and I really need to get home... but I can't walk..." She burst into tears. "They... they hurt me Merry... they really did... and it wasn't just the trolls... there was a man, a tall man with dirty brown hair and dull blue eyes with pasty skin. He hurt me the most." Merry nodded. "Okay, but let's get you home." He picked her up and helped her slide through the little hole, pulling her out and helping her mount Peachblossom. She groaned and clutched her leg as Merry mounted the horse behind her, securing her in place by putting an arm around her waist, and holding the reins with his free hand. He kissed her cheek. "Let's go..."
They'd been riding for about an hour when Kel said, "There are four trolls following us. Just pretend you don't know they're there, and go a little faster." He turned around, looking behind them, and saw no trolls. Then suddenly, four trolls came out of the woods and started running after them. "Go Peachblossom!!" he yelled. "No, you dolt!!" Kel screamed at him. She patted her horse on the head, who was still trotting. "CHARGE!!!!"
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"So tell me, what happened with you being human and all?" Daine leaned forward in her chair, resting her elbows on the table and her chin in her hands. "You want the long version or the short?" Rikash asked. "The... short?" Daine asked. "Sounds fine with me. Basically, decades ago, I was a man. I'm not joking," he told her as her mouth opened. "I was. I was just like Ozorne. I was greedy and so full of myself; I caused a lot of trouble." "Really?" "Yes." "You see, I wanted eternal life, so I plunged a Stormwing feather into my arm, just as Ozorne did, remember?" She nodded. "I remember." "But you see, I realised what I had done, that I was wrong, so I've spent the last century redeeming what I did as a man, so I could rest. Little did I know that if I did all that, and then died, the Gods could grant me any wish I pleased. Well... not really any wish." "What wish?" Daine asked, leaning forward in her chair. "They asked me whether I wanted to stay a dead Stormwing for eternity, or have a second chance as a man. I desperately wanted to see you again, and Numair, and Maura, but it would take me around eight of your—our mortal years to do it. So I did. And I came back." "That's incredible," Daine breathed. Rikash nodded. She suddenly giggled. "What was your name before you were a Stormwing?" "I actually don't remember. Do you think it would be all right if I went by Rikash still?" "Whatever you want. I really don't care."
* * *
"Can we stop?" "Why?" "I just need a break." "Fine, whatever." Merry stood up and walked over to the pile of logs, lighting the tinder and watching the flames burst to life. Kel watched him from her position against the tree. There was a large book in her hands, filled with Yamani scribbles. She squinted at it as Merry began to make tea. "Hmm... anzari shimashita. I feel exactly the same way. Why do I have to read this stupid diary anyway??" "Anzari shimashita?" Merry repeated. "I'm fed up," she translated. "Ooh, finally. After twelve pages, a new entry!!" Her voice was filled with sarcasm. "Watashi wa geri o shite imasu. Why would I care if she'd been having diarrhoea?" Merry laughed. "Diarrhoea. Tee hee." "Shut up, you... I can't think of good excuse, so just kiss me."
He did.
(You can use your imagination.)
* * *
The next day they arrived at Corus, Kel dismounting and running through the crowd towards the palace. "She's certainly glad to be back," Merry said to Peachblossom. Peachblossom just snorted. "Fine," Merry muttered. "Let's get you home, Peachblossom."
Kel walked into Alanna's quarters after knocking. Alanna was hunched over a map, and Frodo, Sam and Pippin were sitting on her bed, Sam and Pippin crying. Frodo just looked extremely sad. "What's the matter?" Kel asked. Alanna looked up at her. "We've found a way to send them home," she told Keladry. "We're going to send the people from Middle Earth home." Kel backed away, tears in her eyes. "No..." "Keladry, I have to. There's not enough room for everybody here. It's also having an effect on the elves. They're beginning to feel really sick. Queen Galadriel can't walk anymore." Without a word, Kel ran out of the door.
"Keladry!" Alanna stood up, but hesitated. Maybe she'd just give her time to cool off. Or maybe she wouldn't cool off.
* * *
Daine stared at Legolas. He frequently wiped Galadriel's forehead as he waited for an answer. She tried to push his hand away, but he ignored her. "We have to, Veralidaine." She nodded. "I understand. It's just... I'm going to miss you all so much." He stood up and hugged her. "I know. We will all miss you too. But if we wish to live, we must go back to Middle Earth." Galadriel coughed. "Why aren't you sick like the rest of them?" Daine asked. Legolas shrugged. "I am one of the strong ones."
* * *
Merry found Kel seated in the meadow, meditating. "Hey, beautiful," he said, bending down and leaning in to kiss her on the lips. She pulled away, not opening her eyes. "What's the matter, Kel?" She shook her head. "They're coming." "Who are coming?" "They're coming, Merry. They're coming..." She repeated it over and over. Suddenly Daine came running into the meadow. She pointed over the trees in the royal forest. A flock of Stormwings, with Ozorne at their head, and a bunch of floating men with Roger and Thom in the lead. She stared at Ozorne for a moment, then pulled up her bow and shot. The arrow streaked straight through the Emperor Stormwing, and he laughed, spiralling down at Daine. He went straight through her, into the ground. So did Roger and Thom. Daine turned to Legolas. "What was that about?" "THEY'RE COMING!" Kel shrieked, opening her eyes. They were pure black. "The Gods are punishing us for what we've done! They're here!!"
Daine and Legolas stared as thousands of figures rose from the ground. A black man and a tall, brown haired woman stood at the front. Daine dropped to her knees, and after a moment's hesitation, Legolas did too. "Get up, inferior!" Mithros hissed at Legolas. Legolas stood, watching Mithros warily. The Goddess looked at Daine. "Sarra's daughter, get my Alanna." Daine stood up and ran off, leaving Kel sitting on the ground, Merry kneeling next to her, and Legolas standing in front of Mithros. Slowly the God reached out towards Legolas. Alanna sprinted towards them, vaulted over the fence and jerked Legolas back before Mithros could touch him. "You fight against a God, girl?" "Why would I? I'm just saving someone who is over two-thousand years old." Alanna and Mithros glared at each other until the God looked away. The Goddess walked towards Alanna, taking her hand. "If you send them back the way you were going to, they will die." Alanna nodded, looking intently at the Lady in front of her. "And?" "Gather them here tomorrow morning. We will take them home." Alanna nodded. "All right."
The mess hall was silent that night, except for the clatter of knives and forks. Everyone had a friend from Middle Earth that they didn't want to part with. Kel didn't eat. She just stared at the table, tears streaming down her face. In the end, she had no tears left, so she just cried silently. Merry sat in his and Kel's rooms, staring at the sheet of parchment that had Middle Earth's map sketched onto it. When he had come here he wished to go back home. But now he just wanted to stay.
He just wanted to stay.
A/N: ARGGGGHHH!!! I have had writer's block forever! I'm having so much trouble, and when I think of a new idea, I forget it before I find a pen and paper to write it down with. ARGGGGHHH!!!! Oh well... It's done now and won't have to be written again, so everything's peachy. Okay. Firstly, I'd like to say that I own nothing, except for the storyline. And Kaddar's just sort of... disappeared, hasn't he? I guess I'll leave him like that. He's there, but just not in the story. Maybe I'll edit him out of that chapter... oh well. I'm having a stressful day, but that doesn't mean I can't write. (BREATHES IN AND OUT SLOWLY) Okay. Enjoy the chapter! P.S: I've noticed that with my chapters, a lot of talking seems to be on the same line, so it all slurs together. I don't know what's going on, but I'll talk to my older sister about it (when she gets home from her special trip) and see what's going on. It may not bother you, but it bothers me. ( P.P.S: While I was waiting for ideas for this bloody chapter, I wrote a tiny little, short fic on the Wicca/Sweep books. Please read it! I need to know whether I should re-write it longer, or keep it the way it is. Thanks!! --Dancing With Lightning
Chapter 5 She didn't know how long he'd been kissing her for, but she knew she had to pull away eventually. He rested his hand on her hip, and she jumped, pulling away. Merry looked annoyed. "Too much?" he asked, trying to hide his disappointment. "No... it's just... I kind of hurt everywhere, and I really need to get home... but I can't walk..." She burst into tears. "They... they hurt me Merry... they really did... and it wasn't just the trolls... there was a man, a tall man with dirty brown hair and dull blue eyes with pasty skin. He hurt me the most." Merry nodded. "Okay, but let's get you home." He picked her up and helped her slide through the little hole, pulling her out and helping her mount Peachblossom. She groaned and clutched her leg as Merry mounted the horse behind her, securing her in place by putting an arm around her waist, and holding the reins with his free hand. He kissed her cheek. "Let's go..."
They'd been riding for about an hour when Kel said, "There are four trolls following us. Just pretend you don't know they're there, and go a little faster." He turned around, looking behind them, and saw no trolls. Then suddenly, four trolls came out of the woods and started running after them. "Go Peachblossom!!" he yelled. "No, you dolt!!" Kel screamed at him. She patted her horse on the head, who was still trotting. "CHARGE!!!!"
* * *
"So tell me, what happened with you being human and all?" Daine leaned forward in her chair, resting her elbows on the table and her chin in her hands. "You want the long version or the short?" Rikash asked. "The... short?" Daine asked. "Sounds fine with me. Basically, decades ago, I was a man. I'm not joking," he told her as her mouth opened. "I was. I was just like Ozorne. I was greedy and so full of myself; I caused a lot of trouble." "Really?" "Yes." "You see, I wanted eternal life, so I plunged a Stormwing feather into my arm, just as Ozorne did, remember?" She nodded. "I remember." "But you see, I realised what I had done, that I was wrong, so I've spent the last century redeeming what I did as a man, so I could rest. Little did I know that if I did all that, and then died, the Gods could grant me any wish I pleased. Well... not really any wish." "What wish?" Daine asked, leaning forward in her chair. "They asked me whether I wanted to stay a dead Stormwing for eternity, or have a second chance as a man. I desperately wanted to see you again, and Numair, and Maura, but it would take me around eight of your—our mortal years to do it. So I did. And I came back." "That's incredible," Daine breathed. Rikash nodded. She suddenly giggled. "What was your name before you were a Stormwing?" "I actually don't remember. Do you think it would be all right if I went by Rikash still?" "Whatever you want. I really don't care."
* * *
"Can we stop?" "Why?" "I just need a break." "Fine, whatever." Merry stood up and walked over to the pile of logs, lighting the tinder and watching the flames burst to life. Kel watched him from her position against the tree. There was a large book in her hands, filled with Yamani scribbles. She squinted at it as Merry began to make tea. "Hmm... anzari shimashita. I feel exactly the same way. Why do I have to read this stupid diary anyway??" "Anzari shimashita?" Merry repeated. "I'm fed up," she translated. "Ooh, finally. After twelve pages, a new entry!!" Her voice was filled with sarcasm. "Watashi wa geri o shite imasu. Why would I care if she'd been having diarrhoea?" Merry laughed. "Diarrhoea. Tee hee." "Shut up, you... I can't think of good excuse, so just kiss me."
He did.
(You can use your imagination.)
* * *
The next day they arrived at Corus, Kel dismounting and running through the crowd towards the palace. "She's certainly glad to be back," Merry said to Peachblossom. Peachblossom just snorted. "Fine," Merry muttered. "Let's get you home, Peachblossom."
Kel walked into Alanna's quarters after knocking. Alanna was hunched over a map, and Frodo, Sam and Pippin were sitting on her bed, Sam and Pippin crying. Frodo just looked extremely sad. "What's the matter?" Kel asked. Alanna looked up at her. "We've found a way to send them home," she told Keladry. "We're going to send the people from Middle Earth home." Kel backed away, tears in her eyes. "No..." "Keladry, I have to. There's not enough room for everybody here. It's also having an effect on the elves. They're beginning to feel really sick. Queen Galadriel can't walk anymore." Without a word, Kel ran out of the door.
"Keladry!" Alanna stood up, but hesitated. Maybe she'd just give her time to cool off. Or maybe she wouldn't cool off.
* * *
Daine stared at Legolas. He frequently wiped Galadriel's forehead as he waited for an answer. She tried to push his hand away, but he ignored her. "We have to, Veralidaine." She nodded. "I understand. It's just... I'm going to miss you all so much." He stood up and hugged her. "I know. We will all miss you too. But if we wish to live, we must go back to Middle Earth." Galadriel coughed. "Why aren't you sick like the rest of them?" Daine asked. Legolas shrugged. "I am one of the strong ones."
* * *
Merry found Kel seated in the meadow, meditating. "Hey, beautiful," he said, bending down and leaning in to kiss her on the lips. She pulled away, not opening her eyes. "What's the matter, Kel?" She shook her head. "They're coming." "Who are coming?" "They're coming, Merry. They're coming..." She repeated it over and over. Suddenly Daine came running into the meadow. She pointed over the trees in the royal forest. A flock of Stormwings, with Ozorne at their head, and a bunch of floating men with Roger and Thom in the lead. She stared at Ozorne for a moment, then pulled up her bow and shot. The arrow streaked straight through the Emperor Stormwing, and he laughed, spiralling down at Daine. He went straight through her, into the ground. So did Roger and Thom. Daine turned to Legolas. "What was that about?" "THEY'RE COMING!" Kel shrieked, opening her eyes. They were pure black. "The Gods are punishing us for what we've done! They're here!!"
Daine and Legolas stared as thousands of figures rose from the ground. A black man and a tall, brown haired woman stood at the front. Daine dropped to her knees, and after a moment's hesitation, Legolas did too. "Get up, inferior!" Mithros hissed at Legolas. Legolas stood, watching Mithros warily. The Goddess looked at Daine. "Sarra's daughter, get my Alanna." Daine stood up and ran off, leaving Kel sitting on the ground, Merry kneeling next to her, and Legolas standing in front of Mithros. Slowly the God reached out towards Legolas. Alanna sprinted towards them, vaulted over the fence and jerked Legolas back before Mithros could touch him. "You fight against a God, girl?" "Why would I? I'm just saving someone who is over two-thousand years old." Alanna and Mithros glared at each other until the God looked away. The Goddess walked towards Alanna, taking her hand. "If you send them back the way you were going to, they will die." Alanna nodded, looking intently at the Lady in front of her. "And?" "Gather them here tomorrow morning. We will take them home." Alanna nodded. "All right."
The mess hall was silent that night, except for the clatter of knives and forks. Everyone had a friend from Middle Earth that they didn't want to part with. Kel didn't eat. She just stared at the table, tears streaming down her face. In the end, she had no tears left, so she just cried silently. Merry sat in his and Kel's rooms, staring at the sheet of parchment that had Middle Earth's map sketched onto it. When he had come here he wished to go back home. But now he just wanted to stay.
He just wanted to stay.
