A/N I'm so sorry about not updating any of my stories. I have a good excuse, my brother moved out of home taking out computer with him. I ended having to use the library computer just to read my emails. They didn't have any office programs naturally so I couldn't update. I only recently found out a friend of mines mother would let me use her computer. I'm unsure when my next update will be, but between now and then, I have taken up the lost art of writing with a pen and paper. Anyway hopefully I be back online soon, and updating.
Jess
Distant Evil
Rogue angel82
'Some explaining to do?!' Buffy thought forcefully, mentally slamming down on an outburst before it even reached her lips. It wasn't everyday that Buffy was attacked by a cloak-wearing horse-riding sword-wielding demon thingy, than sucked though a portal into someplace far from anyplace, to be attacked by a dwarf with a shorter temper than stature. It was all too weird even for the slayer.
"You first," She managed to get out, still stunned by the new language she could speak as well if not better than her own native one.
'Nay," The white dressed man said, "You gave my companions quite a scare before, It seems only fair if you were to go first."
"Can I at least get you guys names first?" She said gesturing to the trio. They nodded appearing slightly sheepish, Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, and Strider, they told her. She dismissed the titles and such having no clue where these places were anyway. Finally she took a deep breath before beginning her tale. She told them about her run in with the cloaked rider and the portal that landed her here.
"Ringwraith," The scruffy man said an odd look on his face, he glanced down at the sword Buffy had stolen. The slayer could see the reaction of his words on his companions as they both regarded her oddly as well.
'Whatever," Buffy said dismissively "That thing tried to kill me."
Gandalf appeared thoughtful, "If it was trying to kill you why did it bring you back here, and how? A Black rider doesn't have that kind of power. I afraid I can't make much sense of it. Why would it go after you?"
Buffy looked uncomfortable for a moment , "Because I'm the slayer." She said simply. For some reason she wasn't at all surprised at the blank looks she received. So once again Buffy summers lurched into story mode. "A slayer is the chosen one, the one girl in all the world chosen fight against vampires and demons and the forces of darkness." They seemed stunned for a moment, before glancing at each other, it was clear they didn't know what to make of her.
"Alright," Buffy said gesturing towards them, "You're turn." She could tell they were unsure what to tell her, yet she knew it would be quite a story. What would have brought them into the shadowy depths of this forest, searching, and what would have caused such fear that they would attack a lone woman wondering lost in a forest.
"We are searching for two of our lost companions," Gandalf said simply at complete ease. 'They were taken captive by orcs."
"Orcs?" Buffy frowned, "What's that?"
"A foul disgusting creature that prays upon everything good and pure," Gimli spat. Buffy nodded a look of understanding on her face.
"Sounds familiar," She muttered, "Next question, was that cloaked thingy working alone or did something send it after me?" They all paused.
"We can not discuss this now," Gandalf said finally, "Time is short," He glanced at Buffy, "You may come with us. I will try to discover the mystery surrounding your arrival."
She reluctantly followed, seeing no other alternative. Gandalf led the way through the shadowy depths of Fangorn, Strider followed glancing over his shoulder at Buffy who walked slightly uncomfortably before Legolas and Gimli. She stopped behind Gandalf as they reached the edge of the forest. Huge grassy hills spread out as far as Buffy's eyes could see. She looked around, it hit her just than how far away from home she really was.
The others moved around her to stand besides Gandalf. Frowning Buffy looked around not quite understanding what was happening. Gandalf moved aloft arms outstretched, he whistled. The air around him seemed to hum. He whistled again lower, sending out across the plains.
An answering cry followed, a horses squeal. Buffy caught sight of a flicker a white. She squinted trying to see, a white horse came over a grassy null.
"Lest my eyes deceive me that is one of the Mearas," Legolas said gazing at the silvery horse.
"This is Shadowfax," Gandalf said dipping his head in a bow, "The lord of all horses. And he has been my friend for these many years." He nuzzled it velvety nose into Gandalf white robes.
***
Buffy for all her adventures and experience had never ridden before a horse before. Sitting behind Aragorn upon his bay horse, was complete new to her, as they cantered across the fields. They stopped on a hill over looking a village on top of a rocky hill, snow capped mountains lined the background.
"There lies Edoras," Gandalf said, "The home of the horse lords and Lord Théoden. Do not expect a warm welcome."
They continued down the hill, closing in on the settlement. Buffy was forced to look around Aragorn broad. Her eyes widening as she caught sight of the gold coverings that adored the hall. They rode under a archway into the streets, the wind picked up, whipping Buffy blond hair around. She glanced from one side to the other, Townspeople stood around staring, no-one moving or speaking. Buffy had seen that looking many times before. Had worn it herself before, the toils of war. Buffy eyes locked with these of a young child, the kid looked back at her. Eyes to old and to sad for one so young, war was brewing, she could smell it.
TBC…
Jess
Distant Evil
Rogue angel82
'Some explaining to do?!' Buffy thought forcefully, mentally slamming down on an outburst before it even reached her lips. It wasn't everyday that Buffy was attacked by a cloak-wearing horse-riding sword-wielding demon thingy, than sucked though a portal into someplace far from anyplace, to be attacked by a dwarf with a shorter temper than stature. It was all too weird even for the slayer.
"You first," She managed to get out, still stunned by the new language she could speak as well if not better than her own native one.
'Nay," The white dressed man said, "You gave my companions quite a scare before, It seems only fair if you were to go first."
"Can I at least get you guys names first?" She said gesturing to the trio. They nodded appearing slightly sheepish, Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, and Strider, they told her. She dismissed the titles and such having no clue where these places were anyway. Finally she took a deep breath before beginning her tale. She told them about her run in with the cloaked rider and the portal that landed her here.
"Ringwraith," The scruffy man said an odd look on his face, he glanced down at the sword Buffy had stolen. The slayer could see the reaction of his words on his companions as they both regarded her oddly as well.
'Whatever," Buffy said dismissively "That thing tried to kill me."
Gandalf appeared thoughtful, "If it was trying to kill you why did it bring you back here, and how? A Black rider doesn't have that kind of power. I afraid I can't make much sense of it. Why would it go after you?"
Buffy looked uncomfortable for a moment , "Because I'm the slayer." She said simply. For some reason she wasn't at all surprised at the blank looks she received. So once again Buffy summers lurched into story mode. "A slayer is the chosen one, the one girl in all the world chosen fight against vampires and demons and the forces of darkness." They seemed stunned for a moment, before glancing at each other, it was clear they didn't know what to make of her.
"Alright," Buffy said gesturing towards them, "You're turn." She could tell they were unsure what to tell her, yet she knew it would be quite a story. What would have brought them into the shadowy depths of this forest, searching, and what would have caused such fear that they would attack a lone woman wondering lost in a forest.
"We are searching for two of our lost companions," Gandalf said simply at complete ease. 'They were taken captive by orcs."
"Orcs?" Buffy frowned, "What's that?"
"A foul disgusting creature that prays upon everything good and pure," Gimli spat. Buffy nodded a look of understanding on her face.
"Sounds familiar," She muttered, "Next question, was that cloaked thingy working alone or did something send it after me?" They all paused.
"We can not discuss this now," Gandalf said finally, "Time is short," He glanced at Buffy, "You may come with us. I will try to discover the mystery surrounding your arrival."
She reluctantly followed, seeing no other alternative. Gandalf led the way through the shadowy depths of Fangorn, Strider followed glancing over his shoulder at Buffy who walked slightly uncomfortably before Legolas and Gimli. She stopped behind Gandalf as they reached the edge of the forest. Huge grassy hills spread out as far as Buffy's eyes could see. She looked around, it hit her just than how far away from home she really was.
The others moved around her to stand besides Gandalf. Frowning Buffy looked around not quite understanding what was happening. Gandalf moved aloft arms outstretched, he whistled. The air around him seemed to hum. He whistled again lower, sending out across the plains.
An answering cry followed, a horses squeal. Buffy caught sight of a flicker a white. She squinted trying to see, a white horse came over a grassy null.
"Lest my eyes deceive me that is one of the Mearas," Legolas said gazing at the silvery horse.
"This is Shadowfax," Gandalf said dipping his head in a bow, "The lord of all horses. And he has been my friend for these many years." He nuzzled it velvety nose into Gandalf white robes.
***
Buffy for all her adventures and experience had never ridden before a horse before. Sitting behind Aragorn upon his bay horse, was complete new to her, as they cantered across the fields. They stopped on a hill over looking a village on top of a rocky hill, snow capped mountains lined the background.
"There lies Edoras," Gandalf said, "The home of the horse lords and Lord Théoden. Do not expect a warm welcome."
They continued down the hill, closing in on the settlement. Buffy was forced to look around Aragorn broad. Her eyes widening as she caught sight of the gold coverings that adored the hall. They rode under a archway into the streets, the wind picked up, whipping Buffy blond hair around. She glanced from one side to the other, Townspeople stood around staring, no-one moving or speaking. Buffy had seen that looking many times before. Had worn it herself before, the toils of war. Buffy eyes locked with these of a young child, the kid looked back at her. Eyes to old and to sad for one so young, war was brewing, she could smell it.
TBC…