Hey, guys I'm back again! I'd like to apologize about the last chapter, I know it wasn't as funny, but hopefully this one is! So here it goes!

Samwise: Lara does not own Lost, Lord of the Rings, or Johnny Depp, though she wishes she does, so don't sue.

Lord of the Lost chap 5

First Glimpse of the Others

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They had been walking for hours, their feet throbbed with pain every step, skip, or jump they made. Locke's map had better be right, thought Charlie. Luckily Steve knew how to use a compass so he was in the lead, which made Charlie a little Jealous, he never got to lead at anything, not choir, not band, not Ronald McDonald's kids fun night…

His list could go on and on, but he didn't want to think of that now, for now he was tired! And he wanted to propose resting before that 'Steve' did.

"Guys we need to take a break!" Charlie yelled, but when he looked up no one was there. He looked behind him to discover the two resting in the middle of the road about two feet away.

"Way ahead of you good buddy!" Said Steve happily.

"Hey guys, when did the road get here?" questioned Scott, but his question was drowned out by a shriek so loud it could destroy every champagne glass in Rhode Island. As soon as the horrible noise had ended billions of leaves blew around them.

Charlie looked to his left to see Pocahontas and John Smith run by while singing 'Colors of the Wind'. Charlie was about to scream at them to try to get an autograph but he was silences by all the leaves caught in his mouth.

Suddenly as soon as it came the crazed psychopathic leaves stopped and disappeared, but their dusty taste still lingered in everyone's mouths.

"Just like mom used to make," said Scott, with a discussed look on his face.

"Your mum made leaves?" questioned Charlie sarcastically.

"Yeah," replied Scott sadly," she was a lazy cook".

"Uh huh….," Charlie said. But he was followed by a sound that they feared, that horrid shriek again. "We've got trouble," Charlie declared. And there was a long silence.

Suddenly Steve cut the silence.

"We've got trouble folks," Steve began to sing as he flung his arms out, "Big, big trouble, right here in river city, that's trouble with a capital 'T' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for pool!"

Then, out of no were about 20 people dropped out of the sky and sang back up as well as dance around Steve as he continued singing.

Once the song and dance was over the extras chugged down some red bull (don't own it), sprouted wings, and flew away. Leaving Steve standing there smiling like a child who just escaped successfully from school using his ninja skills.

Charlie shot Scott a questioning look.

"He was in drama in high school," Scott replied.

"OH!" exclaimed Charlie relieved, "I was afraid he was crazy."

Another sudden shriek sent them all back into reality.

"We must hide!" ordered Charlie puffing out his chest.

" Where?" asked Steve, coming back to his regular self.

"Well….," Charlie sighed, he hadn't thought of that yet. But something soon caught his site, a two way mirror, just off the side of the road. "Over there!" he yelled excitingly pointing to the mirror.

So they all got behind the perfect hiding place. It was big enough for all three of them to hide behind and they could see who was on the other side without being seen themselves.

Suddenly the Shrieker approached. It was a large white polar bear with ferocious red blazing eyes and on top of the bear sat JOHNNY DEPP…… wait….. no I was wrong….. sorry, for on the bears back was actually A MAN IN A BLACK HOODIE! The hood came over his head in such a way that his face was not visible. And on the bear in big red letters was written 'OTHERS'.

"It's the others," gasped Scott as he covered his mouth in horror.

When all their attention was brought back to the other they found it spinning in demonic circles of doom, as the rider seemed to be sniffing the air.

Then and there the urge to use the magical ring took a hold on poor lil' Charlie, he had to get away from this madness. Maybe the ring would help, maybe it would take him to far off place where fairies were real and dinosaurs gave piggyback rides for free. Charlie pulled the chain from which he kept the sacred ring on from under his shirt, staring at it longingly.

Then the hoodied man and the bear both gave a shriek and rode away down the trail, and with them went Charlie' longing to put on the ring, so he put it back down his shirt and turned to his companions.

"How much further to the Inn Steve?" asked Charlie.

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Well that's all I can write for now sorry it's so short, but I guess it's better than not updating. Right? Anyway, I'll update as soon as I can get more writing ideas. Also I'll have to skip on replies to sorry, but please review review review !

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