Take the LegacyOfTheForce spoilers and move everyone of importance to LordOfTheRings trilogy. Follow along as I revisechange and mutallate the bunny. THIS is a WORK IN Progress! yes, a crossover but opinons wanted and advice needed. See many favorits ('published 1-29-07' and last updated '2-16-07')
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Basic summary: Jacen and "bad' wizard join forces while my other favorit characters are helped out by the fellowship before Boramire's death.
If anyone knows the proper spelling of the names and who's who, please drop me a note.
Sarumon reluctantly led the indruder named Death into his private rooms. Neither one had any reason for small talk and the walk was silent. "Who are you, really?"
"My name's not important. My power is." The intruder calmly waved his hand and the massive doors slambed shut. Another wave sent loose objects flying towars the wall where many broke. The rugs and curtains also refused to stay still before the hand stopped moving.
Sarumon wasn't impressed. However, he was astonished when flames came to life from the human's hand and did not burn anything. The fire was orange colored, mostly, but there were hints of red, white and blue as the pyrocontroler concentrated.
"The weapons for the Orcs require fire. I can control fire, thus reducing the need for fuel." Black eyes glittered from beneath the hood. "I can also sense emotions, thereby limiting spys and sabatours."
The once-good wizard snorted. "Orcs don't have a mind of their own. I'd be more concerned about you trying to take over."
"Good. Suspicsion. It will keep you alive longer." He spun on his heals and left the room, staying ahead of the other as he tried to catch up.
Back in the Forest where the Fellowship had chosen to settle down for the night, Aragon and Boromir continued clearing a small area for the bedrolls. While they worked, the two humans remained quiet. At least, Aragon did. Boromir muttered under his breath and the guide declined to respond.
Before long, there was a small hole for a properly maintained fire to be lit. At this point, Boromir spoke up louder, "Don't tell me you didn't notice the white blinding light."
"I did. I couldn't fight it, but it left me unharmed as are the others." Aragon calmly stood up and faced the prince. "Why do you compain so? Words alone are not going to change our cituation."
Boromir looked around before stepping closer and wispering. "I don't trust the hobbits one bit. They're thieves, not human, nor do they follow the king."
Gimli tried shaking the child off so he could breath properly, but she had an iron grip and refused to be budged from her postition. "Allana, daughter of Queen Mother Tenel Ka of the Hapes kingdom, please loosen your hold on me."
Allana did, but she just moved to his arm that wasn't holding the ax and held on tight. Gimli sighed before turning around and walking back towards camp.
What an uncomfortalbe positon. The Dwarf was of two minds about his current situation. I am a powerful dwarf of a rich line and here I am babysitting a human who is smaller than me! On further reflection, she does have a grip many of my kind are envious of. Dwarfs needed good arm strenght to dig and protect the youngerlings. It also helped them to hold on in the unlikly case of a fall.
He nearly ran into Frodo and Sam as they too headed towards base camp. Both Hobbits took one look at Gimli before following him. Welll, Sam did do a doubletake, but Frodo seemed occupied with something. To Gimli's distress, neither halfling had an unknown person with them.
"Who is she? And why did she show herself to you?"
"She is Allana, of the royal family Ka, from the Hapes kingdom." Grimli retorted, not bothering to answer the second question. He could bairly hold in a massive sigh of thankfulness when the troop of four approached the clearing and the young child released Gimli and attempted to attach herself to Aragon.
The man once identifed as Slider saw the girl race towards him and stepped away from whatever confronation she might hold. He managed to dodge her advances twice before she seemed to fly off the ground and hugged the man as hard as she could. While he tried to remove her arms from around his neck in vain, Gimli laughed and Boromir snorted. "Don't tell me you once visited the Hapes kingdom and had an eventful night with the royal family."
"I am sorry, Master Dwarf, but I haven't made my way into any kingdom named Hapes. Besides, I have my eye on someone special and refuse to satisfy myself with someone else."
Legolas came forward from elsewere and also smirked. "Good." but couldn's say anymore because the man behind him said, "Allana, let the man go."
The girl, dropped down and raced towards the newcommer. "OKay, uncle Luke." and grasped his hand. "Where's Aunt Mara? She's closeby."
The blond man knelt down and looked her in the eyes. "Yes, she is, but so is everyone else." He frowned. "The only people to call me uncle are Jaina and Jacen. Why do you do so?"
Allana gigled. "Because Mama said I could as Master isn't right, and all other titles don't feel right or are too formal." She wrapped her arms around his neck and immediatly went to sleep.
Luke sighed and stood up, holding on to the child. Before he could do more, a red blur raced through camp and stopped inches away from him. The human female slugged Luke. "THanks for notifiying me about picking up Allana." Her voice was full of sarcasim and the remaining hobits filed into the clearing looking bemused. "I'm just glad I got as many laughs out of the title as you did." Green eyes looked around and sighed. "Where's the spaceport?"
Boromir's jaw dropped and the other seven were rendered speachless. It was left up to Luke to answer. "No spaceport nearby. We'll have to walk--as we did when I was your prisoner." (Tharwn trilogy)
. . . . . . .. .Questions and explinations were discussed over dinner . . . . . . . ---------Time passes-------
Aragon was the only one not to respond in outright denial or shock once they were done with their story. He knew about far away lands where things were done differently, and their had to be a way to get across the water that seperated kindgoms, but humans in flight like birds was a bit much.
THe others were convicned this was an eloborate plot to get them to stop in their quest. Taking the newcomes with them to the enemy's stronghold was a suicidal plan at best, but even a slight detour could spell disaster for them all. Gandalf had told them to make all haste, but here they were delaying.
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