Disclaimer: Own none of it but Kuniko. Spoilers in LotR may be present in much later chapters or in the sequel, if there is one that is. The only spoiler is based on YYH, and that's Genkai's life being back and Yusuke being a Demon Lord now.
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So that's everyone for now at least. For the recap, its what happened in last chapter. I don't think I'll do that anymore. So now for your warning. If anyone's OOC it's because of Kuwabara, its always his fault. So that and everyone is facing something new in this and I'm manipulating everything to fit the story line as much as possible with out changing anything major. So enjoy.
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Night came upon the group and their camp. Most of everyone were starting to realize their hunger for they hadn't eaten since breakfast. Only those that were youkai didn't mind the so called lack of food. They had a meager dinner for safety instead of a filling one. Frodo was poring over the remains of the rations, worried of it not lasting the time they need it for. "We've used more than we ought."
"Don't you worry about that. There is food in the wild. The plants here are plentiful, that and I have some skill as a hunter." Strider reassured Frodo. Kuniko surprised her self when she decided to pitch in on Striders reassurance.
"You have several skilled people traveling with you. You have a very skilled hunter, a true survivor, an expert in plants that can provide almost every type of plant and of course me who could also hunt when necessary." Strider eyed her curiously, with some amusement. He could tell that she was far from acting herself, but shrugged it off when she went back to Sesshoumaru, who was talking with the rest of the group they came with.
The temperature dropped as it got darker. Everyone found their own way of keeping warm though. Strider was used to being outdoors. The hobbits stayed huddled together by the pony. Kurama used the warmth of the plants. Hiei didn't feel the cold considering what he is. Neither did Kuniko, but was in Sesshoumaru's lap to keep him warm. The hobbits were in too much fear, so Strider told them tales of Elves and Men. Then Merry perked up. "Tell us of Gil-galad. Do you know of any more stories like that?"
"In fact, I do. as does Frodo for it concerns us closely."
Frodo responded slowly. "I only know what little Gandalf has told me./ He was the last of the great Elf-kings of Middle Earth. His name means starlight in their tongue. Elendil went with him as an elf-friend to-"
"No!" Strider interrupted, with Frodo understanding. "I doubt that tale should be told with servants of the enemy at hand. If we get to the house of Elrond, you may hear it there."
Sam was now begging to Strider. "Please tell us a tale about the elves before the fading time." While the foreigners group found it amusing to see Sam beg for a story, their curiosity peaked and wanted to learn more of this strange lands history, even Yusuke and Kuwabara. Strider agreed with a nod.
"I will tell you the tale of Tinúviel. But only in brief since it is terribly long and the end unknown. Its sad, but may lift your hearts." He remained silent but then started to chant softly;
"The leaves were long, the grass was green,
The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars in shadows shimmering.
Tinúviel was dancing there,
To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of stars was in her hair,
And in her raiment glimmering.
There Beren come forth from mountains cold,
And lost he wandered in the leaves,
And where the Elven-river rolled
He walked alone and sorrowing.
He peered between the hemlock-leaves
And saw in wonder flowers of gold
Upon her mantle and her sleeves,
And her hair like shadows following.
Enchantment healed his weary feet
That over hills were doomed to roam:
And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
And grasped at moonbeams glistening.
Through woven woods in Elvenhome
She lightly fled on dancing feet,
And left him lonely still to roam
In the silent forest listening.
He heard there oft the flying sound
Of feet as light as linden-leaves,
Or music welling underground,
In hidden hollows quavering.
Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves,
And one by one with sighing sound
Whispering fell the beechen leaves
In the wintry woodland wavering.
He sought her ever, wandering far
Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
Her mantle glinted in the moon,
As on a hill-top high and far
She danced, and at ehr feet were strewn
A mist of silver quivering.
When winter passed, she came again,
And her song released the sudden spring,
Like rising lark, and falling rain,
And melting water bubbling.
He saw the elven flowers spring
About her feet, and healed again
He longed by her to dance and sing
Upon the grass untroubling.
Again she fled, but swift he came.
Tinúviel! Tinúviel!
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And his doom fell on Tinúviel
That in his arms lay glistening.
As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinúviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like sliver glimmering.
Long was the way that fate them bore,
O'er stormy mountains cold and grey,
Through halls of iron and darkening door,
And woods of nightshade morrowless
The Sundering Seas between them lay,
And yet at last they met once more,
And long ago they passed away
In the forest singing sorrowless"
He stopped for a few moments and spoke again. "That is but a rough echo of the Elvish song. It was of the meeting of a Mortal man and one considered the fairest of elvish women. This was when the world was young. Now there is Elrond of that Kin, in Rivendell." Everyone watched his eager face which was dimly lit by the fire. His eyes were seen rich and deep. One of the hobbits pointed to the top of Weathertop, where the moon crowned. There was a figure that spread dread into everyone's hearts. Sam and Merry got up and joined the other group by the fire, while Frodo and Pippin remained still. Sam ran back to Frodo, who sprang up, and told him he thought he saw 2 or 3 more westwards. "Get to the fire, faces outwards. Prepare long sticks in your hands."
Everyone did so, except Hiei and Kuniko who didn't need the sticks. Sounds of Strider hushing Frodo and Yusuke covering Kuwabara's mouth with his free hand was heard till Pippin gasped "What's that?" at the same time. All felt a shadow slip over the lip of the dell on the side way of the hill. Three or Four black figures started to advance with a venomous hiss giving off a piercing chill. The reikai tantei along with the two others took a fighting stance their own. Merry and Pippin took to laying on the ground. Sam shrunk to Frodo's side who was just as terrified.
He then received this irresistible urge to put the ring on. Despite all the warnings he had been given, he disregarded them and longed to yield. Though resisting at first, he drew out the chain with the ring around it and slipped it on his index finger on his left hand. He immediately the black shadows became terribly clear. Not only that, but new images took over the foreigners who remained in their fighting stances. Back to the shadows, there were 5 tall figures, white merciless faces, under their mantles were long grey robes, their grey hairs were helms of their mantles which were silver. In each had a steel sword in their haggardly hands, eyes falling upon the hobbit. Desperate he drew his own sword, which flickered red, causing 2 of the figured to halt. The third which held a knife with a sword and seemed the leader sprang forth on Frodo. Frodo threw him self forward on the ground and yelled "A Elbereth! Gilthoniel!" Striking at the figures feet at the same time. The figure cried shrilly and stabbed Frodo's left shoulder. As he lost consciousness he took of the ring and tightly grasped it in his right hand.
Kuniko rushed to pick him up and start some mild healing techniques that she learned through watching others. She levitates him closer to the fire and waited for him to stir. Other than her only strider and the other hobbits came to check on their fallen friend. It was a while till he woke and asked about a pale king, who Strider told us was one of the wraiths. Turns out that while Frodo was in the other world, everyone else fought to keep the wraith's away. The demons had some trouble though due to the enemies cry and presence. Kuwabara fainted and Hiei had to blur away due to his Jagan eye. Kuniko struggled to stay still, Sesshoumaru stayed by her side, slashing at the wraith's which were heading towards her. Yusuke tried to use a spirit gun, but found it useless for it just went through them. Kurama tries to use a fire plant and turn it to a whip to keep away the creatures, which was quite effective. In the end though, it seemed that only the hobbits, save Frodo, were unscathed from the battle.
Frodo told them what he went through, Strider looked with worry. He ordered everyone to boil water and keep him warm. Anyone that could helped, with Hiei returning soon afterwards. "Those things are turning back."
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So another cliffy, just to keep you hanging. This chapter is for Kohaku on her birthday. So feliz cumpleanos Kohaku, keep writing and have many pleasant days.
As usual, R&R. This teaser isn't going to be all special, but nothing is different.
***Teaser Time!***
We start our rushed travels to Rivendell. Something strange is going on to the youkai in the group. Who is going to be found in a more serious condition than let on?
***Teaser Time***
So ja ne minna-san. Till next time.
Aya aka Dragon Ladysupreme aka Palin Deathholder.