A/N: Vedui'! OK, I think I'll go with Katt's idea, since that was the only one submitted and she *is* my best freind, so we think alot alike and I like the sound of the idea. Anyway, This chapter has been a long time coming and I think It's time we get things going! Thanks for all the reviews! Amin harmuva onalle e' cormamin! I've actually only got 1 flame! Yay! So, on with my masterpiece!
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The Fellowship stopped on a small, rocky hillside, just below the mountains. Boromir was training Merry and Pippin how to block, while Frodo and Sam looked on and Aragorn gave occasional comments.
Valkyrie sat off to the side, looking up into the pale sky, trying hard to ignore the questions nagging at the back of her mind. Among which was: How *did* I get here? She looked back over at Boromir and the hobbits and laughed; they had pinned him to the ground and were tickling him.
Suddenly, Legolas noticed something. She looked up and saw something coming towards them. She didn't want to remember, but she knew what was happening.
"Hide!" called Aragorn, and she quickly ducked under a patch of brush, her body pressed against one of the smoothe boulders that scattered the hillside. As the army of birds flew over them, she tried to stifle the rush of fear that suddenly made her whole body stiffen; it was a rush of claustrophobia, and one she seriously didn't need. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the horrendous noise of hundreds of wings beating furiously.
When they had passed over, Gandalf announced that the passage south was being watched, and that they would ahev to go over the mountain. Sighing heavily, Valkyrie helped everyone pack up their things and soon they were on their way.
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"I hate snow. I hate cold. I hate hate hate HATE IT!!!" She muttered angrily to herself as she slumped her way up the mountain, knee deep in the freezing, fluffy, white powder. She was just behind Legolas and Gandalf, and the two hobbits several feet behind her didn't help matters any by constantly talking about food, or ale, or something of the sort.
Suddenly, Frodo stumbled and fell backwards into Aragorn. The ring fell from his neck, and as Boromir reached down to pick up the chain, Valkyrie made a move to slap it from his hands, but was stopped by Legolas.
"I wouldn't recommend it. If we were to lose it..." He wispered softly.
"Dolle naa lost! Have you not thought about what would happen should we lose one of the *Fellowship*?! The Ring could easily overtake any of us -Boromir all the more. I should think you realize that, Prince of Mirkwood." She hissed at him, but by now Boromir had returned the ring to the young Hobbit and the group had ebgun to move again. Legolas scowled at her, but held his tongue, and turned back to the front. "Empty head... she's one to talk."
Gandalf turned his bright blue eyes to her. "Mankoi lle uma tanya? You know he only means well, we all do... it's just, I fear that some of us are not as trusting as others about you and the circumstances under which you've arrived here."
"Like Legolas and Aragorn, you mean? Uuma dela, I'm used to people not liking me... So what do we do to pass time?" She was growing exceptionally bored, and elvish isn't any fun to speak when the people around you can translate what you're saying about them.
"Rina istorlle." Gandlaf suggested.
"Memorize spells?! ...whatever." Valkyrie sulked, but as they climbed higher, things got colder...
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Waist deep in snow with zero visability, Valkyrie tried to ignore the fact that she couldn't feel her legs anymore. Suddenly, a violent flash of lightning sounded over head. Legolas sprang forward.
"There is a fell voice on the air!" The blonde elf said over the howling winds.
"It's Sarumon!" Shouted Gandalf, and he began to try a counter spell. Valkyrie instantly knew where this was going. She turned back to Boromir; she knew he would listen.
"Boromir! We have to get off the mountain! NOW!" Too late. A large avalanche burried the entire Fellowship up to their necks in snow... with the exception of Valkyrie who found herself dangling from the side of the cliff. A second voice had overpowered Sarumon's... a strangely familiar voice.
Gimli, Merry and Pippen hauled her over the side just as a second bolt of lightning hit the exact spot she had been in moments before. Frodo spoke up.
"Let us go through the Mines!" The slightly blue hobbit said.
"So be it..." said Gandalf softly, and they began to turn back. But Valkyrie had a sick feeling in her stomach; she felt like she recognized that other voice.
Then it hit her: Tommy.
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A/N: What's Valkyrie's brother doing in Middle-Earth?! The plot thickens! Heheheh...
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The Fellowship stopped on a small, rocky hillside, just below the mountains. Boromir was training Merry and Pippin how to block, while Frodo and Sam looked on and Aragorn gave occasional comments.
Valkyrie sat off to the side, looking up into the pale sky, trying hard to ignore the questions nagging at the back of her mind. Among which was: How *did* I get here? She looked back over at Boromir and the hobbits and laughed; they had pinned him to the ground and were tickling him.
Suddenly, Legolas noticed something. She looked up and saw something coming towards them. She didn't want to remember, but she knew what was happening.
"Hide!" called Aragorn, and she quickly ducked under a patch of brush, her body pressed against one of the smoothe boulders that scattered the hillside. As the army of birds flew over them, she tried to stifle the rush of fear that suddenly made her whole body stiffen; it was a rush of claustrophobia, and one she seriously didn't need. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the horrendous noise of hundreds of wings beating furiously.
When they had passed over, Gandalf announced that the passage south was being watched, and that they would ahev to go over the mountain. Sighing heavily, Valkyrie helped everyone pack up their things and soon they were on their way.
***********************
"I hate snow. I hate cold. I hate hate hate HATE IT!!!" She muttered angrily to herself as she slumped her way up the mountain, knee deep in the freezing, fluffy, white powder. She was just behind Legolas and Gandalf, and the two hobbits several feet behind her didn't help matters any by constantly talking about food, or ale, or something of the sort.
Suddenly, Frodo stumbled and fell backwards into Aragorn. The ring fell from his neck, and as Boromir reached down to pick up the chain, Valkyrie made a move to slap it from his hands, but was stopped by Legolas.
"I wouldn't recommend it. If we were to lose it..." He wispered softly.
"Dolle naa lost! Have you not thought about what would happen should we lose one of the *Fellowship*?! The Ring could easily overtake any of us -Boromir all the more. I should think you realize that, Prince of Mirkwood." She hissed at him, but by now Boromir had returned the ring to the young Hobbit and the group had ebgun to move again. Legolas scowled at her, but held his tongue, and turned back to the front. "Empty head... she's one to talk."
Gandalf turned his bright blue eyes to her. "Mankoi lle uma tanya? You know he only means well, we all do... it's just, I fear that some of us are not as trusting as others about you and the circumstances under which you've arrived here."
"Like Legolas and Aragorn, you mean? Uuma dela, I'm used to people not liking me... So what do we do to pass time?" She was growing exceptionally bored, and elvish isn't any fun to speak when the people around you can translate what you're saying about them.
"Rina istorlle." Gandlaf suggested.
"Memorize spells?! ...whatever." Valkyrie sulked, but as they climbed higher, things got colder...
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Waist deep in snow with zero visability, Valkyrie tried to ignore the fact that she couldn't feel her legs anymore. Suddenly, a violent flash of lightning sounded over head. Legolas sprang forward.
"There is a fell voice on the air!" The blonde elf said over the howling winds.
"It's Sarumon!" Shouted Gandalf, and he began to try a counter spell. Valkyrie instantly knew where this was going. She turned back to Boromir; she knew he would listen.
"Boromir! We have to get off the mountain! NOW!" Too late. A large avalanche burried the entire Fellowship up to their necks in snow... with the exception of Valkyrie who found herself dangling from the side of the cliff. A second voice had overpowered Sarumon's... a strangely familiar voice.
Gimli, Merry and Pippen hauled her over the side just as a second bolt of lightning hit the exact spot she had been in moments before. Frodo spoke up.
"Let us go through the Mines!" The slightly blue hobbit said.
"So be it..." said Gandalf softly, and they began to turn back. But Valkyrie had a sick feeling in her stomach; she felt like she recognized that other voice.
Then it hit her: Tommy.
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A/N: What's Valkyrie's brother doing in Middle-Earth?! The plot thickens! Heheheh...