Chapter 3.
It had already been three hours since the council of Elrond had started, but no decision had been made yet. Those who were present seemed to have forgotten about the real reason of their being there and were loudly arguing with each other. The golden ring that peacefully lay on a pedestal in the middle of the porch seemed to laugh at them, call to them, tempt them, it knew that none could resist it.
But there was another person who knew it as well. A small hobbit that seemed to be out of place in the world of tall men and elves. Yet he was the only one who somehow could resist the power of the ring. He had been sitting in his chair lost in a world of his own thoughts.
'The ring must be destroyed, but who will have the courage or the strength to do it. Strider? He is a brave warrior, but he is the heir of Isildur, what if the ring corrupts his heart too. Boromir? He is already tempted it won't take the ring long to engulf his heart with darkness. Legolas? The elves cannot bear the burden of the ring. Gandalf? I have already asked him to take the ring, but he refused. Even he is afraid of being tempted.
Why am I the only one who can resist it? Why was I chosen, or was I chosen? There seem to be so many questions that I can not answer, but deep down inside I know the answer. I'm just afraid to admit it. I'm the only one who can take the ring, but I'm so small. What if I fail? Middle Earth will be lost to darkness, but what if I succeed? If the ring is destroyed, will Sauron be also destroyed? So many questions. I wish Sam were here. He would find a way to cheer me up. Poor Sam what will happen to him if the ring is not destroyed and to Merry and Pippin and to Shire? Yes. It is clear to me. I shall do this for Sam, for the Shire, for my friends.' "I will take the ring," Frodo said standing up. But his voice was drowned in the argument. "I will take the ring" he repeated a little louder. It seemed that they all heard him this time, for it suddenly became so quiet. "I will take the ring, though I do not know the way."
And so it was that the fellowship of the ring was formed. It consisted of nine. Nine Walkers against the Nine Riders and Gandalf the Grey was their leader. Two representatives of the race of men Aragorn and Boromir. Legolas an elf from Mirkwood on behalf of all elves. Gimli on behalf of dwarves. And four little hobbits from the Shire, Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin.
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"Hmm. I seem to have no memory of this place," said Gandalf suddenly stopping in front of an arch opening into three passages. They had been in the Mines of Moria for only several hours and already wanted to get out as quickly as possible. When the cruel Caradhras defeated them, Frodo couldn't even imagine that soon he would wish to be climbing up the snowy mountain again. The Mines were dark and full of dead rotten bodies of dwarves that once used to live there. And everywhere he could feel the smell of death, as if it was waiting for them, its new pray.
"Let us have a rest here my friends while I try to remember the right way." Said Gandalf sitting down and taking out his pipe and a small scroll. He lit his pipe and opened the scroll to read.
The others also put down their bags and sat down. Half an hour later Frodo approached the wizard" What are you reading Gandalf?" He asked trying to peer at the scroll over the older man's shoulder. "Something that Lord Elrond has translated for me from an ancient language." "Is it a poem?" Asked Frodo looking at the only four lines written on the scroll. "I honestly don't know" answered Gandalf. "It can be a prophecy, it can be a poem it can be a part of a legend for all I know. This is only a small part of long text that Elrond has been able to translate." "In what language was it originally written?" Asked Aragorn from his spot. "Lunarian" answered Gandalf non-challantly. "Lunarian?" All heads turned to Gandalf. "I thought the lunar people were a legend," asked Legolas. "That's what I thought before finding this and then Lord Elrond told me of other manuscripts that he had that were written in the same language."
"Then stop torturing us with long conversations and tell us already what does it say." Said Gimli coming up to Gandalf. "Well Master Gimli if it will satisfy your short temper than here it is, read it out loud so the others hear it too," said Gandalf handing the piece of paper to the dwarf.
Gimli took the piece, cleared his throat and read the four lines as if Moses announcing the Ten Commandments. (
..
In a time of darkness and despair
When Hope is but a little child
The four will come and heal the pain
And darkness shall be gone ..
"It can be about the sailor senshi," said Legolas. "The legendery warriors with magical powers."
"But according to the legend there are nine senshi why would they sent only four to our aid," argued Gandalf.
After a short silence Gimli's voice roared above all "If you ask me I would say that it's a nonsence. What four will come? We can't spend our days on hoping and waiting for this four to appear and do our job."
"I have to agree with Gimli," said Aragorn, "but what do you think Gandalf?"
"I don't know it's either a prophecy, or just a part of a song. But maybe those four do really exist and they're on their way to Middle Earth."
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If only Gandalf knew how close he was to the truth, for those four, well three actually were right now splashing around in the dark blue waters of the Great river Anduin.
"OK. Whose wild idea was it to teleport us into water," cried Tia trying her best not to freeze to death, "forgot that I'm from the sun?"
"Errm, it was me," confessed Rini with a sheepish grin.
"What? At least it's not a swamp or a rocky ground," she tried to justify herself after getting glares from the other two.
"Well it wasn't one of your brightest ideas Rini," said Aiaru calmly.
After getting out of the water and drying themselves with one of Tia's fire spells the guardians started to discuss their further actions.
"First of all," started Aiaru "we find Gandalf."
"And make him remember his past on the moon," stated Rini with a diplomatic tone.
"I will try to concentrate and with Pluto's and Mars' abilities try to see where he is," said Tia sitting in a lotus pose and closing her eyes.
After a short moment images started to flash in her mind showing her everything they needed. She saw Frodo and the other hobbits running away from the black riders. She saw Aragorn joining and leading them to Rivendell, she saw two old men fighting on a tower, the forming of the fellowship and the Mines of Moria where they were right now and she saw the ring.
"What did you see?" asked Rini when Tia opened her eyes "Do you know where he is?"
"Yes. I saw him and I saw eight people with him," she said and started to tell them everything she saw.
"So they think if they destroy the ring they will destroy Metalia?" asked Aiaru.
"Yes. They call Metalia Sauron here. My guess is they have no idea of his other names nor of his past lives. They don't even know of other dimensions,"confirmed Tia.
"I suppose we shouldn't tell them that they can't really kill Sauron or whatever they call him here by just destroying the ring then," asked Rini. "Maybe only Gandalf?"
"Yes. He deserves to know. He's one of us," agreed Aiaru.
"Well. Enough with the chit chat let's teleport to Moria," said Tia standing up. "And girls be on guard there are really dangerous creatures in Moria."
"All right then. Let's do this." The other two also stood up and the three guardians once again combined their powers and teleported to Moria.
It had already been three hours since the council of Elrond had started, but no decision had been made yet. Those who were present seemed to have forgotten about the real reason of their being there and were loudly arguing with each other. The golden ring that peacefully lay on a pedestal in the middle of the porch seemed to laugh at them, call to them, tempt them, it knew that none could resist it.
But there was another person who knew it as well. A small hobbit that seemed to be out of place in the world of tall men and elves. Yet he was the only one who somehow could resist the power of the ring. He had been sitting in his chair lost in a world of his own thoughts.
'The ring must be destroyed, but who will have the courage or the strength to do it. Strider? He is a brave warrior, but he is the heir of Isildur, what if the ring corrupts his heart too. Boromir? He is already tempted it won't take the ring long to engulf his heart with darkness. Legolas? The elves cannot bear the burden of the ring. Gandalf? I have already asked him to take the ring, but he refused. Even he is afraid of being tempted.
Why am I the only one who can resist it? Why was I chosen, or was I chosen? There seem to be so many questions that I can not answer, but deep down inside I know the answer. I'm just afraid to admit it. I'm the only one who can take the ring, but I'm so small. What if I fail? Middle Earth will be lost to darkness, but what if I succeed? If the ring is destroyed, will Sauron be also destroyed? So many questions. I wish Sam were here. He would find a way to cheer me up. Poor Sam what will happen to him if the ring is not destroyed and to Merry and Pippin and to Shire? Yes. It is clear to me. I shall do this for Sam, for the Shire, for my friends.' "I will take the ring," Frodo said standing up. But his voice was drowned in the argument. "I will take the ring" he repeated a little louder. It seemed that they all heard him this time, for it suddenly became so quiet. "I will take the ring, though I do not know the way."
And so it was that the fellowship of the ring was formed. It consisted of nine. Nine Walkers against the Nine Riders and Gandalf the Grey was their leader. Two representatives of the race of men Aragorn and Boromir. Legolas an elf from Mirkwood on behalf of all elves. Gimli on behalf of dwarves. And four little hobbits from the Shire, Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin.
.....................
"Hmm. I seem to have no memory of this place," said Gandalf suddenly stopping in front of an arch opening into three passages. They had been in the Mines of Moria for only several hours and already wanted to get out as quickly as possible. When the cruel Caradhras defeated them, Frodo couldn't even imagine that soon he would wish to be climbing up the snowy mountain again. The Mines were dark and full of dead rotten bodies of dwarves that once used to live there. And everywhere he could feel the smell of death, as if it was waiting for them, its new pray.
"Let us have a rest here my friends while I try to remember the right way." Said Gandalf sitting down and taking out his pipe and a small scroll. He lit his pipe and opened the scroll to read.
The others also put down their bags and sat down. Half an hour later Frodo approached the wizard" What are you reading Gandalf?" He asked trying to peer at the scroll over the older man's shoulder. "Something that Lord Elrond has translated for me from an ancient language." "Is it a poem?" Asked Frodo looking at the only four lines written on the scroll. "I honestly don't know" answered Gandalf. "It can be a prophecy, it can be a poem it can be a part of a legend for all I know. This is only a small part of long text that Elrond has been able to translate." "In what language was it originally written?" Asked Aragorn from his spot. "Lunarian" answered Gandalf non-challantly. "Lunarian?" All heads turned to Gandalf. "I thought the lunar people were a legend," asked Legolas. "That's what I thought before finding this and then Lord Elrond told me of other manuscripts that he had that were written in the same language."
"Then stop torturing us with long conversations and tell us already what does it say." Said Gimli coming up to Gandalf. "Well Master Gimli if it will satisfy your short temper than here it is, read it out loud so the others hear it too," said Gandalf handing the piece of paper to the dwarf.
Gimli took the piece, cleared his throat and read the four lines as if Moses announcing the Ten Commandments. (
..
In a time of darkness and despair
When Hope is but a little child
The four will come and heal the pain
And darkness shall be gone ..
"It can be about the sailor senshi," said Legolas. "The legendery warriors with magical powers."
"But according to the legend there are nine senshi why would they sent only four to our aid," argued Gandalf.
After a short silence Gimli's voice roared above all "If you ask me I would say that it's a nonsence. What four will come? We can't spend our days on hoping and waiting for this four to appear and do our job."
"I have to agree with Gimli," said Aragorn, "but what do you think Gandalf?"
"I don't know it's either a prophecy, or just a part of a song. But maybe those four do really exist and they're on their way to Middle Earth."
.........................
If only Gandalf knew how close he was to the truth, for those four, well three actually were right now splashing around in the dark blue waters of the Great river Anduin.
"OK. Whose wild idea was it to teleport us into water," cried Tia trying her best not to freeze to death, "forgot that I'm from the sun?"
"Errm, it was me," confessed Rini with a sheepish grin.
"What? At least it's not a swamp or a rocky ground," she tried to justify herself after getting glares from the other two.
"Well it wasn't one of your brightest ideas Rini," said Aiaru calmly.
After getting out of the water and drying themselves with one of Tia's fire spells the guardians started to discuss their further actions.
"First of all," started Aiaru "we find Gandalf."
"And make him remember his past on the moon," stated Rini with a diplomatic tone.
"I will try to concentrate and with Pluto's and Mars' abilities try to see where he is," said Tia sitting in a lotus pose and closing her eyes.
After a short moment images started to flash in her mind showing her everything they needed. She saw Frodo and the other hobbits running away from the black riders. She saw Aragorn joining and leading them to Rivendell, she saw two old men fighting on a tower, the forming of the fellowship and the Mines of Moria where they were right now and she saw the ring.
"What did you see?" asked Rini when Tia opened her eyes "Do you know where he is?"
"Yes. I saw him and I saw eight people with him," she said and started to tell them everything she saw.
"So they think if they destroy the ring they will destroy Metalia?" asked Aiaru.
"Yes. They call Metalia Sauron here. My guess is they have no idea of his other names nor of his past lives. They don't even know of other dimensions,"confirmed Tia.
"I suppose we shouldn't tell them that they can't really kill Sauron or whatever they call him here by just destroying the ring then," asked Rini. "Maybe only Gandalf?"
"Yes. He deserves to know. He's one of us," agreed Aiaru.
"Well. Enough with the chit chat let's teleport to Moria," said Tia standing up. "And girls be on guard there are really dangerous creatures in Moria."
"All right then. Let's do this." The other two also stood up and the three guardians once again combined their powers and teleported to Moria.