Chapter 1 - The Crebian
"Let us remember reign of terror, reign of terror
King who murdered pain forever, pain forever
Who then?
Antiochus, Antiochus
The blood he spilled, Jerusalem, Jerusalem
So many killed, gone all of them, gone all of them
Who then?
Antiochus, Antiochus
Our hearts he broke, he burned the Torah, burned the Torah
Ash and smoke, the crushed menorah, crushed menorah
Who then?
Antiochus, Antiochus
Arise our hero, Judah save us, Judah save us
Prize so dear, the victory gave us, freedom gave us
Who then?
Macabeus, Macabeus
Oh sing our songs and praise the Torah, praise the Torah
Right the wrongs and light menorah, light menorah
When then?
Chanukah, Chanukah!"
Shysa Justice Fett, the young elementalist bounty hunter hiked along the mountain passes singing a Peter Paul and Mary song. Four years had passed since she had defeated her inner self. She was now twenty-four, a successful bounty hunter, and an accomplished elementalist. Her father, Boba Fett, came to earth to seek her out and to train her in the family profession. In addition to being a bounty hunter Shysa had inherited special abilities from her biological mother. Shysa was given power over the elements.
Shysa could create fire and manipulate it, form water and control it, heal others with a touch, talk to the earth and trees and understand them, and even talk and understand animals. But the best ability she possessed was the ability to over come The Force with a kind of telekinesis. With it she could make herself fly, and move things with a thought. She still had The Force, but she preferred to rely on the fighting skills her father taught her. She felt using her special abilities was cheating, most of the time.
Shysa was taking a much needed vacation from her job as a bounty hunter. She wandered the mountain passes in northern New Hampshire in the middle of summer, singing contentedly. She had no companions save the three lightsabers hanging at her side. Shysa was wearing a backpack filled with necessary survival items (Food and water) under her black and dark purple, hooded robe. She paused to look around at her surroundings looking to the South; she saw a rather large flock of crows coming north, towards her. Feeling a strange sense of dread, Shysa hid under a near-by bush.
The crows wheeled overhead and Shysa waited for them to pass. As she waited the temperature seemed to drop considerably, very un-summer-like. Finally the crows passed, but she waited a few minutes before standing up. When she did she looked in the direction the crows had left. Shysa stood there for awhile trying to figure out what had happened. Then, suddenly, a pair of rough hands grabbed her from behind and turned her around until she was face to face with a broad-shouldered man wearing strange clothes.
"Who are you?" the man demanded, and then he called over his shoulder to someone. A long, blonde haired man came closely followed by a tall, rugged looking man. The blonde she could immediately recognize as an elf by the way he moved and how he wore his hair.
"What have you got there Boromir?" The other man asked, "A spy of Saruman?"
The man, Boromir, gave Shysa a once over and then called back, "No, it's a woman."
"Who is Saruman?" Shysa asked, knowing full well who he was.
Just as the other man was about to answer, another man appeared; he had a tall pointy hat and a long grey beard. Following him were five smaller males. One was taller than the other four, covered in armor and had a beard. The other four were no more than three foot four inches at the most. Their feet were hairy and they seemed to be well dressed.
"Gandalf," The elf said, "Boromir has found a woman."
The tall grey bearded man approached me as Boromir set me down. "Who are you my Lady that you would travel in the wild alone?"
"My name is not for you to know until I am sure that none of you will harm me." Shysa said defiantly.
"You have my word as a wizard that you shall not be harmed." Gandalf said.
"The word of a wizard means little to me," she countered.
"Then you shall have my word as an Elf." The elf spoke.
"And my word as a Dwarf." The short man with a beard said.
"And the word of us Hobbits!" added the four other little people.
Slowly Shysa nodded and replied, "I can accept the word of a Dwarf. My name is Shysa Justice Fett. I wander alone because I am an elementalist and am capable of defending myself from trouble."
"And why," The other man asked, "can you not trust the word of a wizard?"
"It is alright Aragorn, I believe she has her reasons and we shall let her reveal them in her own time." Gandalf replied.
"But why won't you accept the word of us Hobbits?" A mischievous looking hobbit asked.
"For one, the word of a Dwarf is the most reliable. Two, I have never met a hobbit. Three, I don't trust elves." She replied.
At this the Dwarf burst out laughing. The elf shot him evil glares in reply. Ignoring his companions, Aragorn asked Shysa, "Where do you hail from?"
"I don't hail from anywhere," she replied, "I'm a bounty hunter."
"Oi! What's that?" The mischievous hobbit asked.
His friend nudged him in the ribs. "Pippin!"
"But Merry, I want to know!" Pippin stated.
"A bounty hunter is someone who gets paid to hunt down dangerous people and either kills them or bring them to the authorities alive." Shysa explained.
"Are you working for somebody now?" The elf asked, now very suspicious.
"I, thank you very much, am on vacation."
"Vacation?"
Shysa sighed, "Not having to work for a period of time."
"We must get moving," Aragorn said, interrupting the next swarm of questions. "The Crebian might come back this way. You may stay with us for now, I hope you like cold weather."
As they walked towards a tall, snowy mountain, Shysa was introduced to the rest of what was called, The Fellowship of the Ring. There was Boromir of Gondor, Aragorn the Ranger and future king of Gondor, Legolas the elf, Gimli the Dwarf, Gandalf the wizard, and the four hobbits, Frodo the ring bearer, his close companion Samwise Gamgee, and Frodo's two cousins, Merry and Pippin.
Strangely enough, Gandalf thought it was okay to tell Shysa of their quest to destroy the One Ring in the fires of Mt. Doom. Aragorn, Boromir and Legolas were a little suspicious of Shysa and didn't want Gandalf to say anything to her. But they trusted their friend's judgment in the end and tried to accept the fact that she was going to be a part of their quest until further notice.
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