Finally, I'm proud to present chapter three of Lady Summoner.

I know my chapters seem short and I'm trying to improve on writing more, being more descriptive and to press onto the plot more quickly. But I'm also busy with other stories and things. I'll try make my chapters longer, preferably 2,000+ words.

Another thing I'd like to mention is a huge thank you for all of you reading this and the one reviewer who definitely made my day and of course, the people who are favouriting this story and story alerting it. Thank you so much you are all a big encouragement for me. I never thought people would read this because, let's face it, this is a pretty strange crossover and it's not easy to find. However, I'm proud that this is the first Final Fantasy X and Lord of the Rings crossover on this website!

I hope you enjoy reading this chapter.

I do not own Lord of the Ring or Final Fantasy X. They go to their respective owners. I do, however, own the original characters (Valina, Felix, Ian and Kiku) and the twisted plot.

Chapter Three - To Become a Guardian

Running around The Shire, trying to find Gandalf was not her way of enjoying her time. Atleast her endurance when it came to walking around was above average because of her life in Spira and the adventures she had with Gandalf. It was her first time in The Shire and to try spot Bilbo's house after only seeing it once was much harder than she had expected.

She remembered it having a round door... But didn't all of the houses have round doors? Maybe it's a specifically round door...? Her thoughts paused for a moment before her eyes widened. What am I saying? How can you have a specifically round door? She shook her head before continuing up the path of the hill.

She went past a certain house before hearing a mingle of voices. She knew instantly that it was Gandalf and Bilbo because all the others would have been at the party drinking ale and eating pies. She carefully opened the door and peered in to see the two people she was looking for.

"I think you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard?"

"Well, no." Bilbo frowned deeply. "... and yes. Now it comes to it, I don't feel like parting with it. It's mine, I found it. I came to me!" His voice became harder, harsher and well, not Bilbo.

"There's no need to get angry." Gandalf's eyes were a mixture of worry and wariness.

"Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault... It's mine... my own... my precious..."

Valina felt herself stiffen at his words and she couldn't help but take a step back when she felt some type of evil, cold vibe crawl throughout her body like a sneaky snake.

"Precious? It's been called that before, but not by you."

"Oh, what business is it of your's what I do with my own things?"

"I think you've had that ring quite long enough."

Bilbo became agitated and saw his pupils dialate with fury. "You want it for yourself!" He screamed hysterically.

"BILBO BAGGINS!" Gandalf's voice boomed, "Do not take me for some conjuror of cheap tricks! I am not trying to rob you." She had never heard Gandalf's voice so loudly and filled with authority, but she knew that is she was on the receiving end of that tone, she would cower in fear. However, his expression softened into a look of saddness, as if sad to think Bilbo would accuse him of such thing. "... I'm trying to help you..."

Bilbo looked ashamed but began gathering his things, looking much like himself. He had his pack and walking stick ready by the time he stood at the door with Valina infront of him. "Bilbo." Gandalf called out.

"Yes?"

"You still have the ring."

Bilbo became skittish again, much to Valina's dismay. "Oh? Really? Huh." He reached into his pocket and held the golden ring on his large palm. He eyed it with desire yet fear and the fact his mind was in conflict was obvious.

"Bilbo..." She whispered, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. His hand began tilting until finally...

Tink... It dropped to the wooden floor and Bilbo turned away with a smile. She and Gandalf followed him onto the path before he spoke. "You will keep an eye on Frodo, won't you?"

"Two eyes, as often as I can spare them." Gandalf said. "If I cannot, then my dear apprentice shall." He nodded to Valina, in which she smiled and nodded in acceptance.

He began walking away, but a few steps later he suddenly turned around so they could see only one side of his face. "I've thought of an ending for my book - "And he lived happily ever after... to the end of his days."."

"As I'm sure you will, dear friend."

Bilbo, looking very satisfied, began humming with a skip in his step as he ventured away.

Once he was gone from her sight, she turned to Gandalf. "What happened? What about Frodo?"

He lead her back into the house and began to explain almost hesitantly. The ring was not normal and she knew that even before he told her. She gingerly picked it up and found it strange how she didn't feel anything from it. The metal was cool and shining in the dim light of the silver moon. Why was Bilbo obbessed with it...? She questioned herself and in all honesty, she found it to be a rather uncreative design and held no value to deem it beautiful. Spirian jewels were much more brilliant in design with complex or simple patterns arranged with precious gems or just glass.

"Do not touch it." He said gruffly.

From his sudden voice, she quickly dropped it and watched as Gandalf sat in a chair with his pipe lit. She sat down beside him like an obedient grandchild. "Should I get Frodo?" She whispered.

"No. Let him celebrate his party, he should be happy."

Many people deserve to be happy... She thought sadly, but nodded in understanding anyways.

It was near midnight that the young hobbit came rushing home. "Bilbo!" He called out, but once he went through the doorway, he only saw Gandalf and Valina sitting down by the fireplace. He fell silent and Valina couldn't help but feel her heart constrict when she saw his eyes filled with saddness. "He's gone... Isn't he?"

He seemed to notice the ring on the ground and gingerly picked it up. Valina's mind was blurred with sleep, so she couldn't pay much attention no matter how hard she tried to do so. However, things went quickly as Gandalf slipped the ring into a paper envelope and seal it with bloody red wax. He handed it to Frodo with a solemn expression.

"Keep it secret. Keep it safe."

"Where are you going?" Frodo asked.

"I will be back." The wizard replied vaguely before turning to Valina. "You shall stay here"

Valina nodded and realised that she was to become the guardian for Frodo. In Spira, Guardians were meant to be people that swore an oath to protect a Summoner. She found it slightly ironic on how she was a Summoner being ordered to become a guardian for someone without a duty. However, she had promised Bilbo that she would assist Gandalf in taking care of Frodo, which she didn't mind at all. "I hope you don't mind me staying here with you, Frodo." She said softly with a small smile in hopes to let him open up to her. Guardians were meant to make you feel safe and she had only met him today so the chances of him becoming comfortable with her were slim.

They bid farewell to Gandalf before he showed her around the house. The bedroom he assigned to her was a small room with a bed, cabinets, an endtable and a candle ontop of it's glossy surface. There was a large circular window just above the bed that let the moonlight shine upon the milky white cotton sheets.

That gave her a small sense of fear. It was as if someone could watch her and honestly, she didn't quite like that idea. She usually slept hidden within the bushes or in a spot further away from the window, infact if she could, she would sleep in a place where a peeping tom couldn't see her even if he strained his or her eyes. It had become a habit. A habit she picked up from home...

Valina took a few steps closer to the window and flicked some strands of her brown hair aside. The movement caused the bells on her staff and yellow bow tinkle. The clouds was like a misty sea and diamonds sparkled within them. The silver moonlight gave the fields a pale glow and the shadows caused by the sways of trees made everything look distorted... Very eerie and The Shire no longer seemed friendly anymore. It felt as if someone was watching her... And no doubt watching Frodo.

And she didn't like that at all.

We're getting pretty close to the real plot now. So I hope you look forward to that.

I also forgot to mention that I don't have the Lord of the Rings trilogy as books and I only have the first movie on video (and my video player isn't working!) so the details might be wrong or certain quotes. If so, please correct me in a review.

Thank you for reading and I hope you have a good day!

-Lolimochi.