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Mary-Sue's Survival-Training

Chapter 1: Welcome to Middle-Earth

by Vilwarin

Title: Mary-Sue’s Survival-Training

Summary: Sequel to one of my little Mary-Sue series. The first chapter is taken from ‘To be or not to be’. Mary-Sue finds herself with the fellowship, but under other circumstances as she had wished.

Disclaimer: The Sue is mine; all the other recognizable things belong to the great Master Tolkien. I just borrowed them and they are brought back as good as new.
I have no permission to use the characters and I make no money with them.

Feedback: Welcome.

"blah" is normal speech, 'blah' is a thought and «blah» is elvish

So on with the story.

~Chapter I~

~Welcome to Middle-Earth~


Mary-Sue had experienced a lot of things in her travels, but the most exciting part was still the Fellowship of the Ring, the famous nine walkers. Of course she was especially fascinated of Legolas when he fought against Orcs, Cave trolls, Uruk-Hais and didn't get a tiny scratch. With her charm and her newfound strength she would make sure that nothing stood in her way.

"I want to join the fellowship of the Ring, I want to join the fellowship of the Ring." she repeated several times. Then she took a deep breath and…

It was the strangest thing Mary-Sue had ever witnessed, and she had already witnessed very much. She had thought she perhaps would be found by Aragorn and the Hobbits and taken to Rivendell.

But the Fellowship’s time in Rivendell had already come to an end and she found herself standing outside the house of Elrond. It was dark, so dark in fact, that the only thing that lightened the scene were the lights inside the house which didn't help here very much. Mary-Sue saw Sam, who stood next to Bill the Pony and was talking to the animal in question. There were Frodo and Bilbo standing in the doorway and over there a sitting Aragorn. He had is head bowed to his knees. She wondered what he was doing. Perhaps the old Ranger was tensed. In fact, if one blamed his forefather Isildur for all that was happening it was understandable. After all he had not been smart enough to throw the doomed ring into Orodruin. And it was said somewhere that he had the gift of foresight. Then - what did he see? But why should she waste her thoughts on him when she could see the Prince of her dreams only a few feet away? And there indeed was standing Legolas, tall and handsome, taller and more handsome than Mary-Sue could ever have imagined. All this was bigger and more beautiful. Gimli, Gandalf and the other two Hobbits were nowhere to be seen (the fact that he could barely see anything in this gloom could be the reason). All seemed to be quite tensed - except Bill perhaps who was giving Sam a shove.

There from the house were coming Elrond and Gandalf. Elrond was looking every inch the Lord he was. He laid a hand on Aragorn's back and said something in elvish to him to gain is attention, for he seemed to have something to say. The ranger's head shot up immediately and he was ready to listen.

So he started with his speech: "This is my last word," he said in a low voice. "The ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest to Mount Doom. On him alone is any charge laid: neither to cast away the Ring, nor to deliver it to any servant of the Enemy nor indeed to let any handle it, save members of the Company and the White Council, and only then in the gravest need. The others go with him as free companions, to help him on his way. You may tarry, or come back, or turn aside into other paths, as chance allows. The further you go the less easy will it be to withdraw; yet no oath is laid on you to go further than you will. For you do not yet know the strength of your hearts, and you cannot foresee what each may meet upon the road."

Silence. Mary-Sue, having read the books a couple of time, knew that Gimli should comment the speech, but Gimli was not here! One moment, Gimli was not here? How can it be possible that nobody of the others had realized it?

Slowly, very slowly Mary-Sue lowered her head. The only thing that came from her throat was a loud

"NO!"

before the lights of the last homely house went out and the world was covered in darkness.

Ten surprised sets of eyes looked at the unconscious dwarf.

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