Disclaimer: J.R.R. Tolkein owns Lord of the Rings. If I did, I would be an
old, dead guy. I promise to return everyone when I'm finished.except
Legolas.
{ Expresses thoughts }
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Finally, like a light at the end of an extremely long tunnel , the girls saw a faint light. With a hard impact they both landed on the hard terrain. Glancing around bleary eyed the blond haired one jauntily pointed out the obvious.
"Well, we're not at your house anymore, Laura." This only served to deliver a serious look from her friend as they both gazed around in wonder. They were seemingly on the top of a very large structure, and by the look of the sun it was almost noon. Though the fall had seemingly been long, the impact was not as hard as they had expected. Unfortunately grace was not part of the girls life. The shorter had landed on her side and had possibly broken a rib, or two, and the taller on her leg producing a loud crack.
Grimcing with every movement the blond manages to righten herself against a rock and eventually so does the brunette. Breaking out of thier dazed state things begin to register in their heads. They heard faint voices far away, but paid them no heed as of yet.
"Holy beggezies!" exclaimed the blond,
"What?"
"That was some fall! Where the heck do you think we are?"
"Do I look like I have any idea?"
"Hey now, calm down. You're about as happy as when you first wake up!"
"Well, where we are doesn't matter. What we're going to do now is the better question."
"Shhhh! I hear footsteps! Someone's coming!"
"Will you stop pointing out the obvious?" At this Suzanne smiled meekly and chuckled again.
"Sorry, can't seem to help it. You know me."
"Yes, I do know you. Perhaps all to well for my sake." Her compnion glared at her jokingly but remained silent as three forms could be seen coming over the Horizon of their structure. Daring all, the shorter whispers, "Better pretend not to be awake Her friend nodded her consent as they both feinged unconiousness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile, near the bottom of the structure~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Three figures were begining their trek up the wester side of the tower. Of them were what looked to be a man and two smaller children. They moved swiftly and with much caution, whispering faintly amoung themselves. Suddenly, about half way up, they paused almost stunned at something that had happened. One of the shorter travelers asked, rather loudly,
"Did you feel it? What was that?"
"You would do well to remain quiet!" hissed the taller one somewhat angrily. He too was all to unsure of what had just happened for his liking. Soon they continued up the wall. Moments passed and they finally struggled to the top. They began to look around but they were on the opposite as the girls. Again they started to speak to one another in hushed tones. The taller one heard a noise and began to look around. Unknowingly he stumbled upon the hurt pair.
"What have we here?" he speaks quietly, still unsure about the girls. To him they seemed to be two young girls, one the size of a normal human and the other almost as tall as an elf. The shorter of the two had blond hair, the other hazel. Removing himself almost as quickly as he had come he returns to his companions.
"My friends, I have found something rather strange. Two girls are lying unconcious on the other side of this plateau. They are dressed in strange garb and are like none other that I have seen in all my journeys. Now that I have found them I feel we are responsible to help them." The other two nodded silently, though still unsure of what their friend planned to do. He again walked silently over to the two, though this time followed by the smaller ones. The taller one leaned over the blond-haired girl and one of the shorter ones did the same to the brunette. They began to tap on their sholders. Unfortunately for Suzanne his hand went astray one time and she gasped in pain. He jerked his hand back as her eyes fluttered open. Stunned to see the threesome and unaware as to weather they were friend or foe she abandoned all reason. Though she was still slightly dazed, and her speech was slurred, she managed to get out a simple,
"I don't know who you are, but let me warn you-," she stopped because at that time she had gotten a clear view at who was hovering over her. She gasped in unbelief as she saw a figure, tall and fair dressed in weather torn clothes with shaggy black hair. { It can't be! }
"You know, if we hadn't just fallen and landeed hard I would say that you were Aragorn." she mutters. To her suprise he smiled sweetly and nodded his head slowly.
"Then you would be correct." She just sat there and stared at him. That would be impossible. There was no way. She began to look around frantically for smiling friends, camera's, anything that would tell her this was all just a hoxe. Some kind of new reality show, or a prank. But all she saw was stone and sky.
Beside her, Laura was going through a similar situation. The smaller ones had taken to awakening her as one had accidentaly tripped over her leg. She opened her eyes swiftly and with pain and glared at the perpatratior.
"You know," she growled through clenched teeth, "that really hurts." He smiled meekly and managed a quick apology. She had already thought of another thing she could say to him, but she stopped, gaping at the short brown-haired figure beside her. Using her arms she pulled herself up more to get a better look at the two. She couldn't believe it.
"You're-! You're-!" she couldn't finish her sentance because she was in such disbelief.
"I am Frodo Baggins, and this fellow here who caused you pain is Meriadoc Brandybuck. Better known as Merry." All the brunette could do was look at them. Then she glanced over to her companion and said,
"Suzanne, you're never going to believe who these guys said they are! Frodo and Mer-," she cut herself off again as she saw her friend talking to someone who looked exactaly like Aragorn from the movies. { This is insane! } The blond turned to look at her and smiled, saying,
"I might just believe it if I believe myself."
"Did he say he was who I think he is?" she said, not making too much sense.
"Well, if you think he's Aragorn, then that's what he told me."
"This is crazy!"
"Hey! If we were in Mirkwood with Legolas this would be almost exactaly like your fan fiction!" She ended this with a laugh that was quickly joined by the other. Then they paused and turned to again look at their 'rescuers'.
"Well they were polite enough to tell us who they are, so we might as well do the same. I am Suzanne."
"And I am Laura." The supposed Aragorn smiled, nodded, and said,
"May I ask how the two of you ended up on the top of Amon Sul?" They then began to think. { Amon Sul...Amon Sul...WEATHERTOP! } Instead of answering him they turned to look slowly at each other in disbelief.
"Laura....if this truly is the Tower of Amon Sul, and if they truly are Aragorn, Frodo, and Merry, and if this is set in the book where I'm sure it is, then we might be in trouble. But we must not tell them, it might alter the history of ME, if that is where we are." The other nodded gravely and knowingly. They then looked again at the king-to-be and the taller one said,
"We are not so sure of how we got here ourselves. We seem to be transported here from our own time." This seemed to greatly trouble him. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by sounds from below. Looking down he saw figures, more like shadows, moving along the ground. They threw themselves on the ground and 'Merry' asked 'Aragorn',
"What is it?"
"I do not knowm but I fear the worst." After moments that seemed like years he spoke again. "The enemy is here!" This sent a chill through all five of them who were there, especially the blond and brunette for they knew the outcome. Swiftly the threesome began to leave, Aragorn calling to the girls to come along quickly and quietly. To this the shorter one answered,
"Umm, yeah. We would love to come along, but we can't."
"Why not?" Aragorn questioned.
"Well, we have already tried to stand and as it would seem the both of us are too injured to walk. I believe I may have broken a rib and my friend has severely injured her leg." Aragorn sighed and called to the hobbits.
"I will carry your friend and see if you can make it down being supported by the hobbits." Suzanne nodded and watched with only slight envy as Aragorn lifted Laura into his arms. She put one hand on each of the hobbit's shoulders for support and began the trek down the tower. Even further below a wailing screech of a Nazûl floated ominously into the air above them.
A/N: We I've been up for almost two hours trying to conjour up that one. It's still probably not as good as most. It's cold in my basement so I could really use some fire to warm things up. Thanks!
{ Expresses thoughts }
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Finally, like a light at the end of an extremely long tunnel , the girls saw a faint light. With a hard impact they both landed on the hard terrain. Glancing around bleary eyed the blond haired one jauntily pointed out the obvious.
"Well, we're not at your house anymore, Laura." This only served to deliver a serious look from her friend as they both gazed around in wonder. They were seemingly on the top of a very large structure, and by the look of the sun it was almost noon. Though the fall had seemingly been long, the impact was not as hard as they had expected. Unfortunately grace was not part of the girls life. The shorter had landed on her side and had possibly broken a rib, or two, and the taller on her leg producing a loud crack.
Grimcing with every movement the blond manages to righten herself against a rock and eventually so does the brunette. Breaking out of thier dazed state things begin to register in their heads. They heard faint voices far away, but paid them no heed as of yet.
"Holy beggezies!" exclaimed the blond,
"What?"
"That was some fall! Where the heck do you think we are?"
"Do I look like I have any idea?"
"Hey now, calm down. You're about as happy as when you first wake up!"
"Well, where we are doesn't matter. What we're going to do now is the better question."
"Shhhh! I hear footsteps! Someone's coming!"
"Will you stop pointing out the obvious?" At this Suzanne smiled meekly and chuckled again.
"Sorry, can't seem to help it. You know me."
"Yes, I do know you. Perhaps all to well for my sake." Her compnion glared at her jokingly but remained silent as three forms could be seen coming over the Horizon of their structure. Daring all, the shorter whispers, "Better pretend not to be awake Her friend nodded her consent as they both feinged unconiousness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile, near the bottom of the structure~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Three figures were begining their trek up the wester side of the tower. Of them were what looked to be a man and two smaller children. They moved swiftly and with much caution, whispering faintly amoung themselves. Suddenly, about half way up, they paused almost stunned at something that had happened. One of the shorter travelers asked, rather loudly,
"Did you feel it? What was that?"
"You would do well to remain quiet!" hissed the taller one somewhat angrily. He too was all to unsure of what had just happened for his liking. Soon they continued up the wall. Moments passed and they finally struggled to the top. They began to look around but they were on the opposite as the girls. Again they started to speak to one another in hushed tones. The taller one heard a noise and began to look around. Unknowingly he stumbled upon the hurt pair.
"What have we here?" he speaks quietly, still unsure about the girls. To him they seemed to be two young girls, one the size of a normal human and the other almost as tall as an elf. The shorter of the two had blond hair, the other hazel. Removing himself almost as quickly as he had come he returns to his companions.
"My friends, I have found something rather strange. Two girls are lying unconcious on the other side of this plateau. They are dressed in strange garb and are like none other that I have seen in all my journeys. Now that I have found them I feel we are responsible to help them." The other two nodded silently, though still unsure of what their friend planned to do. He again walked silently over to the two, though this time followed by the smaller ones. The taller one leaned over the blond-haired girl and one of the shorter ones did the same to the brunette. They began to tap on their sholders. Unfortunately for Suzanne his hand went astray one time and she gasped in pain. He jerked his hand back as her eyes fluttered open. Stunned to see the threesome and unaware as to weather they were friend or foe she abandoned all reason. Though she was still slightly dazed, and her speech was slurred, she managed to get out a simple,
"I don't know who you are, but let me warn you-," she stopped because at that time she had gotten a clear view at who was hovering over her. She gasped in unbelief as she saw a figure, tall and fair dressed in weather torn clothes with shaggy black hair. { It can't be! }
"You know, if we hadn't just fallen and landeed hard I would say that you were Aragorn." she mutters. To her suprise he smiled sweetly and nodded his head slowly.
"Then you would be correct." She just sat there and stared at him. That would be impossible. There was no way. She began to look around frantically for smiling friends, camera's, anything that would tell her this was all just a hoxe. Some kind of new reality show, or a prank. But all she saw was stone and sky.
Beside her, Laura was going through a similar situation. The smaller ones had taken to awakening her as one had accidentaly tripped over her leg. She opened her eyes swiftly and with pain and glared at the perpatratior.
"You know," she growled through clenched teeth, "that really hurts." He smiled meekly and managed a quick apology. She had already thought of another thing she could say to him, but she stopped, gaping at the short brown-haired figure beside her. Using her arms she pulled herself up more to get a better look at the two. She couldn't believe it.
"You're-! You're-!" she couldn't finish her sentance because she was in such disbelief.
"I am Frodo Baggins, and this fellow here who caused you pain is Meriadoc Brandybuck. Better known as Merry." All the brunette could do was look at them. Then she glanced over to her companion and said,
"Suzanne, you're never going to believe who these guys said they are! Frodo and Mer-," she cut herself off again as she saw her friend talking to someone who looked exactaly like Aragorn from the movies. { This is insane! } The blond turned to look at her and smiled, saying,
"I might just believe it if I believe myself."
"Did he say he was who I think he is?" she said, not making too much sense.
"Well, if you think he's Aragorn, then that's what he told me."
"This is crazy!"
"Hey! If we were in Mirkwood with Legolas this would be almost exactaly like your fan fiction!" She ended this with a laugh that was quickly joined by the other. Then they paused and turned to again look at their 'rescuers'.
"Well they were polite enough to tell us who they are, so we might as well do the same. I am Suzanne."
"And I am Laura." The supposed Aragorn smiled, nodded, and said,
"May I ask how the two of you ended up on the top of Amon Sul?" They then began to think. { Amon Sul...Amon Sul...WEATHERTOP! } Instead of answering him they turned to look slowly at each other in disbelief.
"Laura....if this truly is the Tower of Amon Sul, and if they truly are Aragorn, Frodo, and Merry, and if this is set in the book where I'm sure it is, then we might be in trouble. But we must not tell them, it might alter the history of ME, if that is where we are." The other nodded gravely and knowingly. They then looked again at the king-to-be and the taller one said,
"We are not so sure of how we got here ourselves. We seem to be transported here from our own time." This seemed to greatly trouble him. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by sounds from below. Looking down he saw figures, more like shadows, moving along the ground. They threw themselves on the ground and 'Merry' asked 'Aragorn',
"What is it?"
"I do not knowm but I fear the worst." After moments that seemed like years he spoke again. "The enemy is here!" This sent a chill through all five of them who were there, especially the blond and brunette for they knew the outcome. Swiftly the threesome began to leave, Aragorn calling to the girls to come along quickly and quietly. To this the shorter one answered,
"Umm, yeah. We would love to come along, but we can't."
"Why not?" Aragorn questioned.
"Well, we have already tried to stand and as it would seem the both of us are too injured to walk. I believe I may have broken a rib and my friend has severely injured her leg." Aragorn sighed and called to the hobbits.
"I will carry your friend and see if you can make it down being supported by the hobbits." Suzanne nodded and watched with only slight envy as Aragorn lifted Laura into his arms. She put one hand on each of the hobbit's shoulders for support and began the trek down the tower. Even further below a wailing screech of a Nazûl floated ominously into the air above them.
A/N: We I've been up for almost two hours trying to conjour up that one. It's still probably not as good as most. It's cold in my basement so I could really use some fire to warm things up. Thanks!