Chapter Fifty-eight: The night before the storm
Disc: LOTR not mine.
A/N: Wow, got home from staying at a friend's house and found seven reviews! Though I do think I need to comment on one. Yes, this story and it's characters are VERY Mary-sue, but I began writing this when I had just turned sixteen, and so now I'm trying to fix my writing, but I am probably failing. At least I've had fun writing it and those who read it enjoy it. Also, I must admit that I disliked Arwen at first, but I have to say that I kind of admire her for going back to Aragorn, standing up to her father, fighting ringwraiths, etc, and yes, she is very beautiful (Liv Tyler is a very lovely person). I have read the first and second books, but have yet to read the third. So I'm sorry if I've offended anyone who believes that I have been going completely off of the movies. Er.well, I will admit that my story has flaws (especially since I only really write late at night b/c I get most of my inspiration then, and also spelling is NOT my strong point) and the plot is not the most original.at all, but I would appreciate it if (the reviewer) would not insult my readers, I just feel that it's their right to read what they want and say what they want no matter who they are or what kind of person they are. I appreciate them for being kind enough to review and to read my story.even if they sometimes forget they I did explain things (Tricia finds out about the cell phone incident in chap. 46 from Hol, and the chap Prophecy tells you directly that Tricia WILL NOT be the one to die), but please don't insult them, you can say what you want about me or my story..but not them. I'm only bothered by this b/c a reviewer should only comment on the story (which they did for the most part), but if you would like to say what you think of the readers then please tell me in an e-mail or private review where they can't read it. Thank you. Er.sorry for everyone else. Here's the chapter. Oh, and please do not flame the reviewer b/c she was just giving her honest opinion and I admire that. Especially since she took the time to write what she thought was wrong instead of just saying "This sucks and F*ck you!" or something along those lines. Lol.
The last battle would be tomorrow..and it came as a great relief to them all. They knew that they may not survive, but at least it would be over, and Middle earth saved. But tonight they needed their rest, relax for the last time, before the end.
She was sitting down in a chair, reading a book that came from her world. Legolas studied her silently, trying to figure out why he loved her so. It just seemed so wrong, and yet so right.
"Where are your companions?"
Tricia looked up and blushed, trying to but on a brave face.
"Holly's been gone for hours, and Rachel is with Pippin." She looked out the window and smiled. Minas Tirith was a very lovely place, and Tricia was enjoying the short break. It would all be over tomorrow, then they could work on trying to find a way home. If there was a way.
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Boromir smiled as he stood, looking over Minas Tirith, and saw the girl riding back towards the top. She had been gone for hours (much to Merry's displeasure) probably exploring the city.
"I could have shown you around the city after the battle. You need to rest for tomorrow." His protective feelings had been on full power since the earlier battle. He had lost track of her during it and feared that she would be injured.
"Well, that's if we all survive. It's not over, yet."
Boromir eyed her curiously as she dismounted Balan. The horse neighed and nudged her shoulder. "Is something bothering your horse?"
"He's just hungry. I'll take him to the stables and feed him. I guess I forgot that he needs his rest too." Holly smiled, almost as if forced, at Boromir then began to lead her animal friend to the stables. Merry, who had been sitting on the steps awaiting her return, got up to follow her.
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"So.this is it. Tomorrow's the last battle." Rachel sighed as they sat in Tricia's room. The other girl's nodded sadly, they had barely eaten during dinner, there was too much to think about.
"Maybe when Frodo throws the ring in, we'll be transported back to Earth." Tricia suggested.
"But, then we won't get to say goodbye. Not to anyone."
"Then we'll have to make the most out of tonight. Let's go back to the great hall and enjoy ourselves." Tricia and Rachel got up to leave, but stopped when they noticed that Holly was not following. "Holly..are you alright?" Tricia asked.
"Yeah, I'll be there in a minute. Promise."
"Alright, but if you're not there in five minutes we're coming back to check on you." Holly nodded in reply.
After her two companions left, Holly picked up her video camera and watched the footage she had taken of the fellowship. There wasn't much, but then again she hadn't had very many chances to tape them. A tear fell as she thought of how much she was going to miss them all. Holly loved Merry, but she couldn't live here pretending not to miss her former life. She just wondered if she could go back to her former life, without missing this one.
A/N: Yeah..gonna clean my room now.
P.S. The only reason I added that thing at the beginning is b/c I know that everyone can read the review and thought that they had a right to see my thoughts on it.also so that I could tell them NOT to flame the reviewer).
Disc: LOTR not mine.
A/N: Wow, got home from staying at a friend's house and found seven reviews! Though I do think I need to comment on one. Yes, this story and it's characters are VERY Mary-sue, but I began writing this when I had just turned sixteen, and so now I'm trying to fix my writing, but I am probably failing. At least I've had fun writing it and those who read it enjoy it. Also, I must admit that I disliked Arwen at first, but I have to say that I kind of admire her for going back to Aragorn, standing up to her father, fighting ringwraiths, etc, and yes, she is very beautiful (Liv Tyler is a very lovely person). I have read the first and second books, but have yet to read the third. So I'm sorry if I've offended anyone who believes that I have been going completely off of the movies. Er.well, I will admit that my story has flaws (especially since I only really write late at night b/c I get most of my inspiration then, and also spelling is NOT my strong point) and the plot is not the most original.at all, but I would appreciate it if (the reviewer) would not insult my readers, I just feel that it's their right to read what they want and say what they want no matter who they are or what kind of person they are. I appreciate them for being kind enough to review and to read my story.even if they sometimes forget they I did explain things (Tricia finds out about the cell phone incident in chap. 46 from Hol, and the chap Prophecy tells you directly that Tricia WILL NOT be the one to die), but please don't insult them, you can say what you want about me or my story..but not them. I'm only bothered by this b/c a reviewer should only comment on the story (which they did for the most part), but if you would like to say what you think of the readers then please tell me in an e-mail or private review where they can't read it. Thank you. Er.sorry for everyone else. Here's the chapter. Oh, and please do not flame the reviewer b/c she was just giving her honest opinion and I admire that. Especially since she took the time to write what she thought was wrong instead of just saying "This sucks and F*ck you!" or something along those lines. Lol.
The last battle would be tomorrow..and it came as a great relief to them all. They knew that they may not survive, but at least it would be over, and Middle earth saved. But tonight they needed their rest, relax for the last time, before the end.
She was sitting down in a chair, reading a book that came from her world. Legolas studied her silently, trying to figure out why he loved her so. It just seemed so wrong, and yet so right.
"Where are your companions?"
Tricia looked up and blushed, trying to but on a brave face.
"Holly's been gone for hours, and Rachel is with Pippin." She looked out the window and smiled. Minas Tirith was a very lovely place, and Tricia was enjoying the short break. It would all be over tomorrow, then they could work on trying to find a way home. If there was a way.
~ ~ ~
Boromir smiled as he stood, looking over Minas Tirith, and saw the girl riding back towards the top. She had been gone for hours (much to Merry's displeasure) probably exploring the city.
"I could have shown you around the city after the battle. You need to rest for tomorrow." His protective feelings had been on full power since the earlier battle. He had lost track of her during it and feared that she would be injured.
"Well, that's if we all survive. It's not over, yet."
Boromir eyed her curiously as she dismounted Balan. The horse neighed and nudged her shoulder. "Is something bothering your horse?"
"He's just hungry. I'll take him to the stables and feed him. I guess I forgot that he needs his rest too." Holly smiled, almost as if forced, at Boromir then began to lead her animal friend to the stables. Merry, who had been sitting on the steps awaiting her return, got up to follow her.
~ ~ ~
"So.this is it. Tomorrow's the last battle." Rachel sighed as they sat in Tricia's room. The other girl's nodded sadly, they had barely eaten during dinner, there was too much to think about.
"Maybe when Frodo throws the ring in, we'll be transported back to Earth." Tricia suggested.
"But, then we won't get to say goodbye. Not to anyone."
"Then we'll have to make the most out of tonight. Let's go back to the great hall and enjoy ourselves." Tricia and Rachel got up to leave, but stopped when they noticed that Holly was not following. "Holly..are you alright?" Tricia asked.
"Yeah, I'll be there in a minute. Promise."
"Alright, but if you're not there in five minutes we're coming back to check on you." Holly nodded in reply.
After her two companions left, Holly picked up her video camera and watched the footage she had taken of the fellowship. There wasn't much, but then again she hadn't had very many chances to tape them. A tear fell as she thought of how much she was going to miss them all. Holly loved Merry, but she couldn't live here pretending not to miss her former life. She just wondered if she could go back to her former life, without missing this one.
A/N: Yeah..gonna clean my room now.
P.S. The only reason I added that thing at the beginning is b/c I know that everyone can read the review and thought that they had a right to see my thoughts on it.also so that I could tell them NOT to flame the reviewer).