A/N: I don't own Bleach or LOTR, read and enjoy! R&R
Chapter 2
Arwen grumbled and mumbled and grumbled some more that she made Ichigo slightly annoyed, "Will you stop it already?!" he roared.
Arwen spun around and shot him a glare. "How could you decide to go?! Ichigo, what am I going to do if you die?!" she was throwing a hysterical fit when she found out her father had asked Ichigo to attend the council meeting and to be part of the fellowship.
She was aware that her brother figure was undeniably strong. That he was. She was the only one that knew about his training and had seen firsthand how strong he could be. And that was just a taste of it. But she was afraid of losing him to evil.
Ichigo grabbed her arms and stared intensely in her eyes. "Your mate will be going too Arwen. I know this, you know this. You have the gift of sight. You know better than to stop me from helping with this quest. Besides, no evil could beat your big brother eh?" he chuckled slightly but Arwen was still unconvinced. Ichigo sighed once more and seriousness wash over his face, "have faith in me sister"
The look he gave her gave no space for argument and deep down Arwen knew he was right. She had to have faith in her brother. She nodded reluctantly and embraced him tightly. Ichigo patted her head gently and muttered comforting words for his baby sister.
Arwen pushed him back gently and grinned at him, "I'll go help you pack. You just rest and be ready for tomorrow's meeting Ichi-nii!" she said in his native tongue which caused him to smile radiantly. How she reminded him of his sisters when she called him that. He nodded, leaving everything in her good hands but warned her not to pack too many things. She mumbled along the way out saying he was too petty.
Ichigo once again found a smile crawling on his face as he rested his head on his pillow. A new journey awaits us. With that thought, he drifted off to sleep.
Ichigo wore his usual scowl on his face as he headed off to the council meeting with bread in his hands. The damn old man didn't even have the courtesy to wake me up! I hadn't had proper breakfast yet! Oh I'll kill him later! Shiro was cackling madly as he helped Ichigo think of ways to torture the elf lord. Zangetsu just sighed, mumbling idiots every now and then as he slowly disappeared into the corner of Ichigo's mind.
Ichigo wore a modified version of his former shinigami uniform. He now wore black pants and combat boots with small pocket poisoned daggers. He wore a black shirt from his hakama and mithril chain beneath it. He was cloaked so that the others won't recognize him. He had his hood up to hide long orange hair.
Ichigo entered the council hall just as Elrond had began speaking, "strangers from distant lands," he paused nodding to Ichigo as the orange haired man glared intensely to Elrond, he motioned for Ichigo to be seated. Ichigo shot him a look that said, 'I'll get you for this old man' which only caused the elf to grin at him smugly.
"friends of old, you've been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor! Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction and none can escape it. You will unite or you will fall." He stared into everyone's eyes before continuing. "each race is bound to this fate, this one doom" he glanced at the hobbit and motioned him forward. "Bring forth the Ring, Frodo"
Ichigo yawned slightly as everyone tensed when the hobbit named Frodo placed the ring on the altar. He looked dumbly at the accessory. At least it's cooler than that dumb thing Aizen had.Shiro chided. Ichigo mentally smirked at his hollow's statement.
"So, it is true," said a man with dark blonde hair stood, walking towards the ring. "In a dream, I saw the eastern sky grow dark, but in the west a pale light lingered. A voice was crying 'Your doom is near at hand. Isildur's Bane is found. Isildur's Bane," he repeated, reaching out for the Ring.
"Boromir!" Elrond warned, Ichigo was ready to use a binding kido on this power crazed fool if need be. However, a grey wizard walked to the middle of the hall and begun speaking in the dark tongue of Mordor. Gasped were heard and words obviously shone brightly on the ring.
"Never before has any voice uttered the words of that tongue here in Imaldris," Elrond hissed, pinching the bridge of his nose before glaring at Gandalf.
"I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond," the wizard said, "for the black speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The Ring is altogether evil."
The power crazed man from before whom Ichigo found out was called Boromir, shook his head. "It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor." Looking at the others, he said, "Why not use this Ring?" He stood once more.
"Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him."
Can we kill him King? Can we huh huh can we? Well when he turns evil that is? Pleaseeeeeeeeeee. His hollow whined. Ichigo chucked Shiro further into his mind, silencing him.
Ichigo was about to interrupt when a familiar figure stood up. Estel. No wait, he is now known as Aragon. The boy reminded him much of his former self when he was younger. The last time he met Aragon, during his stay in Rivendell, he was cloaked as he is now. He chuckled at the memory of the boy running around freely in the lands of Rivendell.
"You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone, it has no other master."
"And what would a Ranger know of this matter?" Boromir sneered.
At the insult, the prince of Mirkwood, known as Legolas, snapped and stood, saying, "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."
Boromir stared incredulously at Aragorn. "Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?"
Legolas narrowed his eyes. "And heir to the throne of Gondor."
Aragorn motioned to his angry friend. "Sit down, Legolas."
"Gondor has no king," Boromir spat, looking to Legolas and then to Aragorn. "Gondor needs no king."
Ichigo was slightly agitated. He knew far too well that this conversation would lead to an argument sooner or later.
Boromir returned to his seat and the grey wizard, Gandalf, took it upon himself to address the Council.
"Aragorn is right. We cannot use it."
Elrond agreed. "You have only one choice. The Ring must be destroyed."
A dwarf leapt up with his axe in hand and demanded, "What are we waiting for?"
He swung his weapon down at the Ring and was thrown back when the two metals collided. He got up quickly and huffed as embarrassment dawned upon his brashness. He shot a death glare at them and returned to his seat grudgingly.
"The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft we here posses," Elrond stated, looking at the Dwarf.
"The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came. One of you must do this."
Boromir shook his head and said with tired resignation, "One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its Black Gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep, and the Great Eye is ever-watchful. It is a barren wasteland riddled with fire, and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with 10,000 men could you do this. It is folly."
Legolas once again retorted to the steward's son, "Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed."
Gimli growled and stood. "And I suppose you think you are the one to do it?"
"And if we fail? What then?" Boromir retorted. "What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?"
"I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf! Never trust an Elf!" Gimli growled
This rose and uproar amongst the council as Ichigo had anticipated. He massaged his temples and waited patiently as he could for them to finish. However his patience was unknown to them. From the corner of his eyes, Ichigo saw that Frodo had stood up and said he would take the ring to its doom. However none of them heard him.
Finally losing his patience, Ichigo released his reaitsu, watching as each one of them fall down to their knees. Gandalf's eyes widened as Elrond sighed. They were the only ones beside the hiding hobbits and Frodo that weren't affected by it as he controlled his reaitsu from hitting them.
After making them kneel before him with such pressure for a minute, Ichigo released the pressure and allowed them to catch their breath. Taking this opportunity, he stood and walked towards the hobbit named Frodo.
He placed a hand on his shoulder and turned his attention to the council. "I believe the halfling has something to say."
Taking the hint, Frodo nodded his thanks quickly to the mysterious man beside him and repeated his previous statement. "I will take the ring to Mordor. Though I do not know the way." He said sheepishly.
After a very long silence, Gandalf strode to stand behind him. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear."
Aragorn stepped forward. "If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword."
"And you have my bow," Legolas approached the group, hand on Aragorn's shoulder.
"And my axe," Gimli declared.
"You carry the fates of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done." Boromir said, cautiously.
"Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me." A chubby hobbit darted from behind the bushes to stand beside Frodo.
Elrond chuckled. "No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret Council and you are not."
Sam was blushed only a moment before Merry and Pippin rushed into the Council.
"We're coming, too!" Merry cried. "You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us."
Pippin nodded and crossed his arms over his chest determinedly. "Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission. Quest. Thing."
Merry leaned over. "Well, that leaves you out, Pip."
Elrond turned his attention towards Ichigo. "You are going are you not Ichigo?" all eyes were upon the mysterious man who nodded his head in reply.
Before Elrond could continue, Boromir scoffed at the comment. "We do not know who he is or his capabilities. What if he follows and only be a burden to us. One burden is far enough."
Frodo slumped as Boromir labeled him as a burden.
Ichigo walked towards Boromir and put a finger before his forehead. The man looked quizzically at him but before anything was said, Ichigo flicked his finger and sent Boromir flying several feet away from him. He pulled down his hood to reveal his face.
All of them, minus Elrond, stared at the orange haired elf before them. It wasn't his looks that had them stunned. But the small display of power he held. If just a flick of his finger could send a grown man flying away, imagine him taking up a sword in battle.
"Nine companions." Elrond said in amused acknowledgement. "So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."
A/N: Mehhhhh I'm kinda upset about this chapter *sighs* review please!