I'm sorry if I miss some scenes.
Chapter 4: The Prancing Pony and a Man Named Strider
"How far is it?" I complained. I was at the end of the group. There was a sudden gust of wind. A shrill cry came from behind them; when I turned around, not far from them sat a dark rider on his dead horse.
"Frodo! Run!" I yelled. All hobbits turned to see the dark rider and they all began to run. They ran, Frodo stumbling. Sam, Merry, and Pippin ran and jumped onto a ferry. I ran in front Frodo to guard him.
"Come on you two! Jump!" Sam called. Merry and Pippin were yelling for them to jump also. Once at the edge, Frodo jumped and the ferry had started to float away. I had to leap far to get onto the ferry. Her lower body landed in the water as she held onto the side. The dark rider had missed her from not too much. The hobbits pulled me up onto the ferry and I lay on my back panting.
"That was close!" Merry spoke.
"Too close." I said between breaths. The ferry sailed on until it came upon land. Sam docked the ferry and tied it to the dock. The hobbits jumped onto the dock and I followed.
They walked further on until they came upon a gigantic gate.
"We're here, stop complaining." Frodo answered. It was raining and they all wore ponchos. They walked up to the huge gate's door and Frodo knocked on it. A man opened a peeping slot-hole and saw me, who pointed downward to the hobbits. The man shut the slot and opened the one at the hobbits' level.
"Who goes there?" The man called.
"I am Tom Underhill and these are my friends. We are here to meet Gandalf the Grey at the Prancing Pony." Frodo gave a white lie. The man closed the slot and opened the door.
"Ah! Welcome! Sorry to ask about that, but we have to be extra careful around here if ya know what I'm sayin?" The man told Frodo.
"Yes, I believe we do. Do you know if Gandalf has arrived yet?" Frodo asked.
"Uh, no. I've been stationed out here all night and I have not yet seen him. If he arrives, I'll tell 'im you're here." The man said. So the hobbits and I ran into the pub. They slipped off their ponchos and hung them up. Merry and Pippin were delighted to see there were alcoholic beverages. They ran to a table and sat down, watching the others drink their beers and such. Frodo went to the bar and gathered five beers. He brought them to the table where they all sat.
"Wow! Real beer! Nice!" I excitedly said. She had never had beer. Once I gulped some of it, it spewed out of my mouth.
"Yuck! This stuff is revolting!" I spat. The hobbits laughed at me. Frodo ceased his laughing and glanced over the room. In the corner of the room, sat a hooded figure. I saw him too. Once the bartender came over to ask if they needed anything else, Frodo asked, "Who's that hooded man?"
"Oh! Many say he's a rider from the North. Dark man he is. They call him Strider." The bartender answered and walked back to the bar.
"Wow! He sure is creepy." I exclaimed. Merry had gotten up to get and pint of beer. He came and sat back down.
"You're disgusting!" I growled. Merry took a swig of his drink, and Pippin noticed.
"They have them in pints? I'm gettin' one." Pippin trotted over to the bar. I watched as he started to talk to the other men. The subject of the ring had come up. Frodo watched Strider as I listened in on Pippin. Suddenly, Pippin started to talk louder.
"Yeah! I know Frodo Baggins! He's my cousin! He's right over there." Pippin pointed to Frodo who turned to see.
"Pippin, no!" I yelled. I ran to Pippin and pulled him away from the bar. Frodo had pulled out the ring and someone had bumped it out of his hands. Frodo leapt to the ground on his back and the ring slipped on his finger. A group was crowded around him before he slipped on the ring. Frodo disappeared! Strider had been watching the whole time; he had gotten up and grabbed the invisible hobbit. He dragged Frodo up the stairs in the back. Strider pulled Frodo into a room and slammed the door behind them. Frodo made himself visible again.
"What a reckless thing to do! You exposed yourself!" Strider yelled.
Frodo only stood there.
"You could have been in danger! You probably are now!" Strider said with a calmer voice.
"Who are you?" Frodo asked. There was a sudden knock at the door. Strider walked to the door and opened it to reveal the hobbits and I were holding up what weapons they had.
"You better not hurt Frodo!" Sam bellowed. Strider merely chuckled.
"How brave you all are. Yet you're in so much danger." Strider pointed out. He let Frodo's friends in and shut the door. He walked over and peered out the window.
"Why would an elf be traveling along with hobbits?" Strider asked, not looking to me.
"I am on strict business." I glowered. Strider turned to me.
"Where is Gandalf?" Frodo asked.
"He is not coming. He has had an inconvenience." Strider explained.
"Who the hell are you?" I glared at Strider.
"I am Aragorn. I was sent here for Gandalf's part." The man spoke. "We must hurry. The nazgul are coming!" Aragorn rushed them out of the room after making a few preparations.
About an hour later, the hobbits lay in the same bed as I sat on the other side of the room while Aragorn peered out the window. Frodo had gotten up and sat on the edge of the bed. He seemed to stare off in the distance. A moment later, a familiar cry came from outside. The riders, or nazgul, weren't far away.
At the gate, the man opened the slot, but he didn't see anything more, for the nazgul had trampled over the door and the man was squished underneath it! That poor man! The nazgul strode into the pub, the bartender hiding, and went up the stairs. The nazgul broke open the door from which the group once was. The nazgul saw lumps in the bed that looked as if hobbits were sleeping in it. They surrounded the bad; swords pointed down about the stab the hobbits. Suddenly, they all stabbed the bad, each about three times until feathers appeared instead of blood. Aragorn had saved them! The nazgul cried. Merry, Sam, and Pippin bolted up once they heard the cries.
"I think they're angry." I laughed. Aragorn actually smiled to that.
They ran out of the Prancing Pony and ran back into the darkness. Aragorn then took them out and into the other side-forest. They were to walk more, which I wasn't happy about.
I know it's not that great, but I haven't seen the movies sense forever! Please review!