Pacing, back and forth, back and forth, soon she would wearing a hole in the ground down to the Shadow Demon locked up in their basement. Phoebe couldn't understand why it is that the dreams would return as clear as memory, why they would now have meaning. There is an upside to this or so she deceives herself, she could finally get some sleep, but pacing back and forth at three in the morning wasn't helping.
"Can you be sure we can trust them?" asked Piper, the past few minutes felt like a day out at Wimbledon, her head constantly following across the hallway below the stairs, she leaned against the table, arm crossed and wide awake,
"I don't know,"
"What do you know?"
"There something a lot worse coming, they are the least of our worries, where's Paige?"
"Playing gracious host with our new guests, Chris is asking question, and Leo watching over Wyatt," she replied, Chris hasn't been the most welcomed of house guests, his concepts are unconventional, his people skills could be worked on and the communication, almost non-existence. She didn't realise how different things were without Leo as their whitelighter and with the Sertraline Spell, it was as if she had awoken from a sleep which lasted months only to find a broken world. "Let's see what I can squeeze from them," marching to the living room she found that the new guest had made themselves comfortable enough; though Legolas remained standing and Gandalf admiring the mantelpiece. "I want answers and I want them now" the room fell silent as all attention was routed to her, she stood with confidence, hands on hip and eyes staring at theirs with a murdering gaze.
"There are many to be answered, that I have no doubt of, so ask what you must," the King of Gondor said, offering the fellowships full co-operation,
"For starters, who are you and where do you come from?" from that point forth the night was filled with stories of a realm known as middle earth, or their earth, a realm that sat in the centre of the 2 heavens above and the 2 hells below, with the Astral along side earth. They spoke of Great War between the 2 nations, the Alliance of the West and the Army of Mordor. And about the single weapon of the enemy that would dictated victory. They spoke of the many great races that once where, the Elves, wise, fairest and immortal of all beings, Dwarfs, rulers of the Mountain Halls great carpenters and crafts men, the Race of men, who above all desired power, Hobbits, halflings of the Shire, those who greatly changed the tide in conflict., Ents tree bearers, ancient as the earth and protectors of the nature they dwelled in. Then the forces of darkness, Nazgul, the dark rider of the King of Men fallen to the power of Sauron, Orcs, Elves taken and mutilated tortured beyond healing, Urik-Hai the race bred for war and conquest, they do not know fear nor pain. Trolls, vial creatures of enormous size, brute and savage by nature.
"Defeated finally they were all exiled to the Wasteland, where Sauron had now been building his forces, evading the extinction that his failure would bring, he now only need to open a gateway that would bring him forth to conquer use all,"
"You did it once can't you just do it again?"
"The One Ring is itself its own being, to destroy sent its essence back to its master, the Dark Lord and Ring of Power were reunited, now his forces have grown and he yet again is ready for war."
"Tell me about this Ring" asked Piper striding up and down the lounge only to be interrupted by Phoebe who stood behind her,
"One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to seek them out and in the darkness bind them,"
"His essence of life," continued Gandalf, "was placed into a single ring that called upon the powers of the others,"
"3 given to the Elves," asked Phoebe attempting once again to clear the haze that mystified her memory, "5 to the Dwarfs and 9 to the Kings of Men, the Kings who are now the Nazgul,"
"It was those nine who Sauron first seek out, when that news was known the three rings of the Elves where hidden within the kingdoms of their owners. Never to be called upon again and the strength within sixteen now with its Dark Lord. Now that master and tool are reunited we have come forth to assure they do not leave their eternal damnation, for if set free no hope to survive will remain."