Distant Evil
Rogue-angel82
Wind blow fiercely around Buffy, as she watched the villager's pack their meager belongs. Children clung fearfully, to their parents side, as soldiers rushed to and fro. "We must make for the fortress of Helm's Deep." A soldier shouted to the towns people, "Take only what you need, and only what you can carry!"
Buffy stood in silence watching as the uneasy crowd, fled their village and their homes. She stepped to help an elderly woman pick up some dropped bags, the woman gazed at her in surprise before scurrying of after her family.
"All right," Buffy muttered to herself, "I can take a hint. These people need help. But what the hell can I do?"
'You're the slayer Buffy' she thought, 'You've saved your own world many times. You could help them with theirs.'
"But this is a war, I've never fought anything this big before," She whispered.
'You're fought a God Buffy! You've stopped the world from being sucked into hell many times.'
"Yeah in my world," She muttered shaking her head forcefully, "This isn't my world!"
'Remember what Gandalf said,' she argued 'He said they could use a slayer!'
"But...."
"Lady Buffy?" A soft voice entered her mental debate. "My Lady?" The woman said again, Buffy turned to look. A young woman approached her, long blond hair rippled around her face, handing over her simple brown traveling gown. "I am Eowyn," The woman said, "Lord Gandalf requested that I assist you with getting ready for the journey, before we meet Lord Aragorn."
Buffy had certainly had enough of the whole lord lady thing. Even though she secretly found it quite appealing. "Please," The slayer said, smile friendly at the other woman, "Call me Buffy, there is no need for the lady calling."
"Buffy?" Eowyn said with a nod and a faint smile. Then she frowned, "Your name is Buffy?"
The small woman smiled and shrugged sadly. "Very well," Eowyn said, "Buffy," she frowned slightly at the strange name. Smiling gently, she gestured for Buffy to follow her. Having no bagging herself Buffy simply help Eowyn with hers, before they went to meet the others.
Heading slowly they make there way to what Buffy now know was the remainder of the fellowship. "Hello," Buffy said cheerfully, watching their reaction carefully trying to see if they were still weary of her. Expressions guarded they greeted her, Buffy could tell they going to reserve judgment when it came to her. Not that she blamed them, from what she'd seen of this world it was understandable, but it was still frustrating.
***
Buffy walked besides Eowyn glancing sadly as the Lady of Rohan looked back towards her home, for what she mostly likely believed to be the last time. The slayer gently placed a hand on Eowyn's shoulder. Buffy understood, she missed her home something fierce. She wondered what her friends were doing, if they were trying to find her, or if they had just assume the worst -Which Buffy largely doubted-.
Out of the corner of Buffy's eyes, she noticed Aragorn seen the exchange. He gave her a nod of his head, a gesture of appreciation towards Buffy, and to her act of comfort. Buffy hoped that that it was the first sign of acceptance by the warrior. Buffy nodded back, a small smile of her lips.
***
Buffy had no idea how long she'd been walking, but she now any further she would have sworn the soles of her shoes would be worn through. At least she has managed to keep her own clothes, Buffy mused, despite the number of maids that had tried to convince her to wear a traveling gown. Buffy of course had refused, sternly. She smiled lightly at the memory of the maids face, the poor girls hadn't known what to do. Eowyn had come to her rescue, dismissing them quickly.
Turning her head, Buffy glanced around at the surrounding landscape, 'So this is Middle Earth' she thought to herself. The wide rolling plains was somewhat different to what Buffy was used to, yet still it seemed to hold a calming quality. She felt someone brush against her side, glancing around so spotted no one, until she looked down. The dwarf, Gimli walked by her side. He looked up at her warily, his bushy eyebrows pulled together in a thoughtful frown.
Swallowing slightly Buffy decided to say something, extend an olive branch of sorts. "Umm...." Buffy said, 'Oh great start Buffy!' "Listen sorry about the whole Fangorn incident. Its just...how I'm used to reacting when threatened...you know, lots of people tryin' to kill me where I'm from." She wanted to whack herself in the forehead.
"It is my fault lass," Gimli said gruffly, "It is a time to be warily of strangers. But I suppose I.... I apologize." He said finally. Buffy smiled down at him, "Forget it," She said, and was rewarded with a smile from Gimli.
"So lass," He said, "Yeah quite strong, not as strong as a dwarf mind you...."
They camped that night, huddled together for warmth. Buffy pulled her jacket tighter around her, snuggling deeper into it them her clothes would allow. Her outfit was not meant for this kind of weather, she was a Sunnydale girl, born for sun and beaches. 'It's going to be a looonnnggg night' she thought. Suddenly a blanket was slung over her, and Buffy glanced up to see Aragorn sit down next to her.
"You could have asked for one," He said gesturing to the blanket.
"S'kay," Buffy shrugged, "Thought someone else might need it more." Aragorn watched her for a moment, gaze evaluating. After a bit he spoke again.
"Your clothes are not really designed for this weather," he said, eyeing her outfit cynically, "Perhaps it would have taken Lady Eowyn's offer of clothes."
"Nah," Buffy said, burying herself into the blanket, with as much dignity as she could muster, "I don't do dresses. 'Sides I'm more comfortable in my own clothes."
"Well perhaps you should 'do' dress, Lady," Aragorn said smiling slightly at using her phrasing, "For warmth, even if you believe your attire to be comfortable." The look her gave her told her he didn't believe her clothes to be at all 'comfortable'. Buffy just smiled at her. They sat in silence before Aragorn spoke again.
"Gandalf asked that I and the others watch over you," he said, "Until he discovers what forces brought you here. He seems to think you are of some importance."
"I can help," Buffy said softly, slamming a door shut on the part of her that protested. "I was a fight. I was a fight in my world. I want to help you with yours."
"Gandalf had a feeling that you might say something like that," Aragorn said, Buffy couldn't tell if he was pleased or saddened "I have not questioned his judgment before, and I will not now." Buffy watched him carefully for a moment, before sighing and pulling her blanket closer. "Do not worry Lady," He said, "Gandalf will discover why you are here."
***
The dark tower of Isengard reached high in to smoke filled sky. Cracks marred the barren wasteland that surrounded it, bright fires glowed in their pits. Large pillars lined each side of the tower, stretching towards the top four points. Giving a cruel look to the tower, that matched its occupants within. Saruman walked briskly down a long black corridor, his white robes brushing against the dark marble floors. Two orcs followed humbly behind, glancing at one another before speaking.
"The dark lords Nazgul failed getting the girl," One said, his voice grating deep with its throat. "Yes my lord," said the other, almost it twin, "She is with our enemy now."
"It matters not," Saruman said, his deep voice cutting out any further chatter, "The problem has been rectified." He paused as they approached a large door, without turning he said over his shoulder, "Leave me!"
Knowing they immediately rushed to do his bidding he didn't even bother to glance over his shoulder before pushing to door open. The room was empty save for a single object, a chair in the middle of the room. A figure sat tied to the chair, heavy looking chains holding them captive. Slumped forward a veil of long dark hair covered their face. Smiling cruelling Saruman stepped forward, reaching a hand out the lift the captive's head.
Smile growing he greeted his prisoner, "Hello Faith."
TBC
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Rogue-angel82
Wind blow fiercely around Buffy, as she watched the villager's pack their meager belongs. Children clung fearfully, to their parents side, as soldiers rushed to and fro. "We must make for the fortress of Helm's Deep." A soldier shouted to the towns people, "Take only what you need, and only what you can carry!"
Buffy stood in silence watching as the uneasy crowd, fled their village and their homes. She stepped to help an elderly woman pick up some dropped bags, the woman gazed at her in surprise before scurrying of after her family.
"All right," Buffy muttered to herself, "I can take a hint. These people need help. But what the hell can I do?"
'You're the slayer Buffy' she thought, 'You've saved your own world many times. You could help them with theirs.'
"But this is a war, I've never fought anything this big before," She whispered.
'You're fought a God Buffy! You've stopped the world from being sucked into hell many times.'
"Yeah in my world," She muttered shaking her head forcefully, "This isn't my world!"
'Remember what Gandalf said,' she argued 'He said they could use a slayer!'
"But...."
"Lady Buffy?" A soft voice entered her mental debate. "My Lady?" The woman said again, Buffy turned to look. A young woman approached her, long blond hair rippled around her face, handing over her simple brown traveling gown. "I am Eowyn," The woman said, "Lord Gandalf requested that I assist you with getting ready for the journey, before we meet Lord Aragorn."
Buffy had certainly had enough of the whole lord lady thing. Even though she secretly found it quite appealing. "Please," The slayer said, smile friendly at the other woman, "Call me Buffy, there is no need for the lady calling."
"Buffy?" Eowyn said with a nod and a faint smile. Then she frowned, "Your name is Buffy?"
The small woman smiled and shrugged sadly. "Very well," Eowyn said, "Buffy," she frowned slightly at the strange name. Smiling gently, she gestured for Buffy to follow her. Having no bagging herself Buffy simply help Eowyn with hers, before they went to meet the others.
Heading slowly they make there way to what Buffy now know was the remainder of the fellowship. "Hello," Buffy said cheerfully, watching their reaction carefully trying to see if they were still weary of her. Expressions guarded they greeted her, Buffy could tell they going to reserve judgment when it came to her. Not that she blamed them, from what she'd seen of this world it was understandable, but it was still frustrating.
***
Buffy walked besides Eowyn glancing sadly as the Lady of Rohan looked back towards her home, for what she mostly likely believed to be the last time. The slayer gently placed a hand on Eowyn's shoulder. Buffy understood, she missed her home something fierce. She wondered what her friends were doing, if they were trying to find her, or if they had just assume the worst -Which Buffy largely doubted-.
Out of the corner of Buffy's eyes, she noticed Aragorn seen the exchange. He gave her a nod of his head, a gesture of appreciation towards Buffy, and to her act of comfort. Buffy hoped that that it was the first sign of acceptance by the warrior. Buffy nodded back, a small smile of her lips.
***
Buffy had no idea how long she'd been walking, but she now any further she would have sworn the soles of her shoes would be worn through. At least she has managed to keep her own clothes, Buffy mused, despite the number of maids that had tried to convince her to wear a traveling gown. Buffy of course had refused, sternly. She smiled lightly at the memory of the maids face, the poor girls hadn't known what to do. Eowyn had come to her rescue, dismissing them quickly.
Turning her head, Buffy glanced around at the surrounding landscape, 'So this is Middle Earth' she thought to herself. The wide rolling plains was somewhat different to what Buffy was used to, yet still it seemed to hold a calming quality. She felt someone brush against her side, glancing around so spotted no one, until she looked down. The dwarf, Gimli walked by her side. He looked up at her warily, his bushy eyebrows pulled together in a thoughtful frown.
Swallowing slightly Buffy decided to say something, extend an olive branch of sorts. "Umm...." Buffy said, 'Oh great start Buffy!' "Listen sorry about the whole Fangorn incident. Its just...how I'm used to reacting when threatened...you know, lots of people tryin' to kill me where I'm from." She wanted to whack herself in the forehead.
"It is my fault lass," Gimli said gruffly, "It is a time to be warily of strangers. But I suppose I.... I apologize." He said finally. Buffy smiled down at him, "Forget it," She said, and was rewarded with a smile from Gimli.
"So lass," He said, "Yeah quite strong, not as strong as a dwarf mind you...."
They camped that night, huddled together for warmth. Buffy pulled her jacket tighter around her, snuggling deeper into it them her clothes would allow. Her outfit was not meant for this kind of weather, she was a Sunnydale girl, born for sun and beaches. 'It's going to be a looonnnggg night' she thought. Suddenly a blanket was slung over her, and Buffy glanced up to see Aragorn sit down next to her.
"You could have asked for one," He said gesturing to the blanket.
"S'kay," Buffy shrugged, "Thought someone else might need it more." Aragorn watched her for a moment, gaze evaluating. After a bit he spoke again.
"Your clothes are not really designed for this weather," he said, eyeing her outfit cynically, "Perhaps it would have taken Lady Eowyn's offer of clothes."
"Nah," Buffy said, burying herself into the blanket, with as much dignity as she could muster, "I don't do dresses. 'Sides I'm more comfortable in my own clothes."
"Well perhaps you should 'do' dress, Lady," Aragorn said smiling slightly at using her phrasing, "For warmth, even if you believe your attire to be comfortable." The look her gave her told her he didn't believe her clothes to be at all 'comfortable'. Buffy just smiled at her. They sat in silence before Aragorn spoke again.
"Gandalf asked that I and the others watch over you," he said, "Until he discovers what forces brought you here. He seems to think you are of some importance."
"I can help," Buffy said softly, slamming a door shut on the part of her that protested. "I was a fight. I was a fight in my world. I want to help you with yours."
"Gandalf had a feeling that you might say something like that," Aragorn said, Buffy couldn't tell if he was pleased or saddened "I have not questioned his judgment before, and I will not now." Buffy watched him carefully for a moment, before sighing and pulling her blanket closer. "Do not worry Lady," He said, "Gandalf will discover why you are here."
***
The dark tower of Isengard reached high in to smoke filled sky. Cracks marred the barren wasteland that surrounded it, bright fires glowed in their pits. Large pillars lined each side of the tower, stretching towards the top four points. Giving a cruel look to the tower, that matched its occupants within. Saruman walked briskly down a long black corridor, his white robes brushing against the dark marble floors. Two orcs followed humbly behind, glancing at one another before speaking.
"The dark lords Nazgul failed getting the girl," One said, his voice grating deep with its throat. "Yes my lord," said the other, almost it twin, "She is with our enemy now."
"It matters not," Saruman said, his deep voice cutting out any further chatter, "The problem has been rectified." He paused as they approached a large door, without turning he said over his shoulder, "Leave me!"
Knowing they immediately rushed to do his bidding he didn't even bother to glance over his shoulder before pushing to door open. The room was empty save for a single object, a chair in the middle of the room. A figure sat tied to the chair, heavy looking chains holding them captive. Slumped forward a veil of long dark hair covered their face. Smiling cruelling Saruman stepped forward, reaching a hand out the lift the captive's head.
Smile growing he greeted his prisoner, "Hello Faith."
TBC
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