Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, only my two OCs that I use to cause chaos.
A.N: Cliffhanger over. This one was a tricky one, so I hope it has turned out ok. Once again '' thoughts, "" is speaking and italics is another language. Thank you all readers. Happy New Year!
An Important Discussion and Long Goodbyes
The words rung in my ear and I felt a surge of relief and confusion wash over me. 'Thank God, Gandalf has noticed something. Oh no! Gandalf has noticed something! What kind of something? Ok, deep breathes and just talk to him. Don't panic. Yet.' I looked up at Gandalf and replied in a surprisingly calm voice "Ok. Let's start." Gandalf nodded and said, "What do you know about the Lady Megan?" I frowned at this as I realised that I knew very little about the Sue. The only things I knew would also affect me and if I said anything that could be interpreted wrong it would be my head on the chopping block too. I wanted to trust Gandalf, but I wasn't certain if I could. "Not very much I'm afraid." Gandalf's eyes narrowed and then said in a meaningful tone "Well, perhaps you know if she comes from this world or not?" I was taken off guard and wondered for a second if Megan had boasted about before returned to the question, stuttering slightly. "Uh…she…she dddoesn't come from Middle Earth. She comes from a place called Earth." Gandalf raised a bushy eyebrow and then said "And how do you know this?" I swallowed. The moment of truth. "Because I come from Earth as well." Gandalf held my gaze before slowly nodding. "That makes perfect sense. You two would never fit in here, you in particular. How old is she?" I cocked my head to one side, considering how old she could be. "Well…she older than sixteen, but younger than me. So, in between seventeen and nineteen. I would say eighteen, but I could be wrong."
"And how did you figure this out?"
"Well, physically she can't be sixteen, but she still talks about high school, so she has to be younger than nineteen." Gandalf nodded.
"You know something else about her though. Don't you?"
I sighed and then told him about what I saw at last night's feast. Gandalf asked me multiple questions, trying to figure out what kind of enchantment was being used. He eventually sighed and said "It sounds like a kind of enchantment that is only broken when the person who cast it is dead." I smirked and said "That can be arranged." Gandalf shot me a look, half warning, half amused. "Is there anything else you need to tell me?" I paused before gathering up my courage to answer. "Yes. Megan and I know what will happen. A man in our world wrote down many stories from Middle Earth, including this one. It was made into a movie. A movie is a series of moving pictures. Almost everyone has some idea about Middle Earth." Gandalf stared at me and I felt myself panicking. "What am I to do? I won't change anything, but Megan! She will meddle and possibly ruin everything." Gandalf must have seen the panic in my face and went reassure me. "We'll keep an eye on her and prevent her from doing anything rash. Besides, we can consult Lady Galadriel when we see her." I smiled up at him and we left together. I felt very much relieved that someone else knew that evil person Megan was, especially when that person is Gandalf. I felt even better that I could consult Lady Galadriel. Gandalf would fall before then. I breathed deeply and stepped outside the maze, bid Gandalf a good day and left to find someone who was nice to me.
I very quickly found that everyone was busy getting ready to leave tomorrow, so I decided to be sensible (a rare thing indeed!) and get ready. I kept everything in my bag and added a few extra items of clothing. I also noted that I was weaponless. I sighed and realised that this would be a touch difficult, seeing as it would be unlikely that the armory would contain any weapons that I would be use to, but I went nevertheless. I got lost three times (I can't help! This place is very large) before finding the armory. There was an elf there, sharpening a sword and testing the balance. He looked up when he heard me and frowned slightly. "May I help you?" he asked politely. "Yes, I'm with the Fellowship." The elf blinked before nodding and saying to help myself to anything. I entered and soon began the endless quest for the right weapons for me. I found many throwing knives and daggers that would help me out, but nothing any bigger that suited me. I soon found myself in some obscure corner that was covered in dust with rather peculiar weapons. I let my eyes wander across the musty shelves before… 'Aha! Perfect.' There lay a beautifully crafted pair of butterfly swords. They were similar to twin swords, but a different shape and they could be coupled together and then used as one. I grinned and grabbed them before darting around to see if there was anything for me to use. I found a few more throwing knives before swapping the first knives around. I felt better now that I had something to protect me and left the armory before flashing a thankful smile at the elf. "No bow?" asked the elf. I shook my head and said "I can't shoot." The elf raised an eyebrow but said nothing more. I made my way back to my room and added to my list under non-Sue qualities: Cannot shoot a bow and arrow. I yawned and pulled out a book to read, but I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke to a gentle knocking at my door. "Yes?" I slurred. The door opened gently and revealed Boromir standing there, frowning ever so slightly. "Everything alright La-Nina?" My lips twitched when he nearly said Lady. I sat up and nodded. "Just a bit weary. Dinner" Boromir nodded and we left together. Boromir was retelling more stories of his childhood to me and he did it extremely well. He had just finished one that involved arrows and statues' noses when we reached the hall for the last dinner at Rivendell.
It was a grand affair that involved many tears on Megan's part and many longing looks on the elves' part. It was mortifying to watch. Boromir, Gandalf, Aragorn and I all sat there, stunned. "Does he usually act like this?" I asked Aragorn nodding at Legolas' glazed and love sicken face. Aragorn's mouth was hanging open. He shook his head, stunned at his friend's behavior. I shoot Gandalf a nervous look and he nodded in agreement. 'This journey will just like Hell.' I thought bitterly, tucking into something sweet and barely tasting it just as Megan started to blow kisses. I gestured to the door and soon the dwarves, laughing at the idiotic behavior of the elves, Aragorn, Gandalf, Boromir and I all left. None of the elves noticed except for Arwen. She was stunning and she slinked after us and her and Aragorn left together. Boromir and I watched as they disappeared, caught each other's eye and stifled our laugh. I bid Gandalf goodnight and Boromir, the gentleman he was, walked me to my room, telling me more stories of his childhood. The last one though had gotten Faramir in trouble and had angered his father. I saw the flash of pain and regret flash in his face and it aged him greatly in that moment. And then it was gone in a blink of an eye and he was saying goodnight. I nodded and fell deeply asleep again, legs hanging off the bed.
I woke again, early due to the hobbits getting me up by throwing back the curtains. I groaned and fell out of bed. The hobbits laughed at this before I shooed them out to let me get changed in peace. I sighed and started to dress. I was armed with my butterfly swords and a few throwing knives, one at my ankle, one at my waist and one at my wrist. I pulled on my long coat and tied up my boots and meet the hobbits who were patiently waiting outside my door. I smiled at them and we left to meet the rest of the group. It took so long! Megan wept even more tears and the elves continued to look at her longingly before I lost my patience, along with Gandalf, Gimli, Boromir and Aragorn. The hobbits were too busying sniggering at the idiotic scene to be annoyed. I tapped on Frodo's shoulder and he nodded in understand and we began to file out. I saw Gandalf lean forward and whisper into Frodo's ear and he turned left. We had traveled quite some way before Megan had finally caught up with us. On horse. 'Seriously! Couldn't be bothered to walk. What lazy cow!' Gandalf made her send the horse back and we marched on. I saw out of the corner of my eye Megan sidle up to Legolas and slip her arm into his. I grimaced and saw Boromir make a face as well. Thank God that there was someone else sane on this nightmare.
A.N: The wait is finally over. Sorry it took so tong I had to move rooms.
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