Padme: And welcome again to another chapter of Ring of Power!
Anakin: And I shall recite the disclaimer---
Mariku: Oh, no you don't. Padme-san does not own Yugioh or any of it's characters. Harhar.
Anakin: -blink- Huh?
Padme: I thought I told you to stay in your room, Mariku.
Serpent27: Yup. Definately possible.
Yami Rose: Ack, don't worry, I'm updating whenever I can. o.o
Chapter Five:
'Jou!' Yugi prodded him hard. 'JOU!'
Jounouchi jumped nearly a foot in the air.
'Wha? Yug!' he rubbed his ribs irritably.
'Lord Elrond's holding a Council...something about an eye, and a ring of some kind...'
'Gahh, did Bakura steal something again?' Jou scowled. 'We always have to bail 'im outta things.'
'I dunno.' Yugi shrugged.
'Aibou, we'll be late!' Yami shot his head around the door, revealing a new assortment of silver and beige attire.
Jou started giggling.
The meeting was rather unorthodox, Seto thought. No suits, no desks, and why the hell was Lord Elrond wearing a tiara?
Their company was several more pansy elves, bearded midgits of some kind, a tall, trampy looking guy with a walking stick, and more of those short, hairy-footed things.
Seto frowned.
'Hey Kaiba!' Malik yelled rather loudly across the meeting. 'Where'd yah get all the fruity clothes?' he snickered.
'Actually, those are mine, Master Malik.' Elrond said, a flicker of laughter passing across his face.
Malik said no more, and stared at the floor, muttering about people spoiling his fun.
'Frodo, bring forth the ring.' Elrond looked at a dark-haired midgit, who walked forth, rather pale-faced to the stone tablet in the middle of the gathering.
'Huh? Thats not mine?' Bakura yelped, raising a lilac eyebrow.
Legolas snorted. 'Of course it isn't, you imbecile.'
'This is the One ring. Forged by the Dark Lord Sauron.'
A man stood up, and started rambling about how they could use this against a place called 'Mordor'.
Elrond was constantly shooting him dirty looks, and Seto was half asleep by the end of it.
'None of us can wield it...It must be destroyed.'
At this point the red-haired shorty that had insulted Malik, got up and attempted to smash the small golden ring with his axe.
The axe smashed alright, into a dozen littler pieces.
Yami restrained a laugh.
'The ring was made in the fire's of Mount Doom, and it is there it must be unmade.' Elrond gave another lecture. Yugi yawned.
'You can't simply walk into Mordor...' the man who had been rambling delusionally said.
Legolas stood up defiantly.
'Have you heard nothing? The ring must be destroyed!'
'I'm not taking it.' shrugged Bakura, 'I have a ring to carry already.'
At this moment, a huge argument broke out, and Yugi covered his ears in irritation.
'Aibou, should we say something?' Yami patted his hikari on the shoulder.
'We don't know anything about this ring...What if nobody can carry it?'
'I don't know about you, but I can't stand to see them argue like this. It's like Seto and Jou all over again.' Yami clutched his ears.
Yugi whimpered. 'I will take it...' No one heard him.
'Aibou?' Yami's eyes widened. Was Yugi actually volunteering?
'I will take it!' Yugi yelled at the squabbling crowd, tears almost streaming down his face.
'Just great.' muttered Malik as they were dragged along, back to their horses.
'Frangipani's hikari-pretty volunteers for this "quest", and we get made into a fellowship, with an elf, a dwarfish lunatic, and a pair of pompous king-wannabes.'
A squeal of 'Where's Sam an' Meester Frodo?' came from behind them. Two of the midgit creatures stumbled down the stone steps.
Ryou turned around. 'Frodo? Sam? Who are they?'
Legolas frowned. 'Oh dear. I believe they left this morning, with Lady Arwen.'
'Oh...' the one known as Meriadoc stared at the floor blankly.
'Can you take us back to the Shire, then? Mister Aragorn?'
'No can do, Master hobbit, we're going to the Moutain of Doom.' Aragorn grinned sarcastically.
'Ooooh, that sounds like fun, can we go too?' the other one piped up, about to do a tap dance with excitement.
'Erm...' Aragorn sweatdropped.
'We can?'
'Pippin...' Aragorn raised an eyebrow.
'Yay!' the two chorused together, running to find one of Elrond's spare horses.
'Well, this is getting crowded...' Legolas blinked, restraining a giggle.
They had barely been travelling for half a day, when everyone started complaining for the stomach's sake again.
'When's elevensies?' squeaked Pippin, clinging to the exceedingly high horse.
'We discussed this on the way to Rivendell...' Aragorn's temple had a vein popping out now.
The tall wizard leading them skidded to a halt, before a pile of stones. 'Look....'
'Looks like smoke...' Bakura muttered, who was having yet more trouble steering his horse.
'I do not think that is smoke.....' Legolas said a little worredly.
'Gandalf...What is that?' the dwarf asked the grey wizard.
'Dunland spies....duck into the rocks, quick!'
Ryou and Bakura dived into a bush without question, but Yugi and Yami stood there for a moment, pondering about 'spies'.
'Oi! Frangipani! Ringbearer!' Bakura yelled, spitting out a mouthful of leaves.
Without another moment to spare, Yami dragged his hikari away from the light.
They sat there for a few moments.
'I think they've gone...' squeaked Pippin.
Malik poked his head out of the bush.
'The path to Rohan is being watched...' said the tall man anxiously.
'...And?' Yugi frowned.
'We'll have to take the pass over the mountain...'
Seto looked as if he was about to die.
'M-m-m-more walking?' he stuttered.
'Well you can't take the horses over the snow, can you, idiot?' Gandalf looked a little peeved, again.
The company now had snow in their boots, snow in their hair, and in Yami's case, snow in other places.
Yugi was beginning to feel tired. The wind was cold, the snow was wet, and what seemed like the voice of an extremely bad singer was on the breeze.
Legolas stopped in his tracks. 'There is a foul voice on the air.'
'That's obvious.' said Yugi. 'It needs singing lessons.'
'It's Saruman!' Gandalf shouted, Malik blinkly in bewilderment.
'Saucerpan?' he scratched his snow-ridden head. 'I don't get it...'
A pile of ice shards and snow came tumbling down from above, hitting Gandalf square in the...hat.
'My hat...' Gandalf now looked very peeved.
'You know, we could go through the Mines of Moria...' Gimli said in a very know-it-all voice.
'Rrr...Let the Ringbearer decide.' Gandalf slammed his dented hat back over his head.
Yugi looked around for a while.
'We keep going. I don't like the dark.....' he clung to Yami.
The company sighed. And their stomachs rumbled angrily.
Padme: As you can see....I'M SCREWING WITH THE STORYLINE! ISN'T IT FUN! =D
Anakin: Ah-huh...
Yami no Bakura: Well, one thing's for sure. It's gonna be darn different, darnit.
Mariku: Hikari-pretty needs kew-tips. o.0
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