A/N: So I started this in English class, when we were studying LotF. It isn't for an assignment or anything, just myself, and I definitely had blast writing it! It's a crossover with Lord of the Rings.

Two boys trotted down the beach. One was blond, tall and thin, and he held himself with confidence as he ran. The other boy was rather plump with spectacles, and was breathing heavily as he tried to keep up.

"Come on, Piggy!" the first boy shouted as he leaped into a tide pool. "Hurry up!"

"I can't," the second boy huffed. "I have asthma."

"Sucks to your ass-mar!" the other boy shouted, then looked down into the pool. "What's this?"

"A conch, perhaps?" Piggy asked, dropping to the sand in exhaustion. "I say, Ralph. I'm tired."

Ralph ignored him, bending over to pick up the object – a shining golden ring. "It's singing," Ralph declared.

Piggy looked up. "Shells don't sing," he reminded. "They echo."

"It isn't a shell," Ralph replied automatically. His eyes were still glued to the ring.

Piggy stood up to see what Ralph held. "Can I touch it?"

"No!" Ralph snapped, and shut his hand around the ring before stuffing it into his pocket.

A sudden wind began to blow, and both boys looked up in alarm as an old man dressed in greying robes and a large peaked hat appeared. "That is the Ring!" he announced. "It must be destroyed!"

Ralph clapped a hand over his pocket. "It's mine," he muttered sullenly.

"Ralph!" the man roared. "I, Gandalf, know evil when I see it! Therefore, destroy the Ring!"

Totally and completely cowed, Ralph nodded nervously.

"How are we supposed to destroy it, sir?" Piggy asked.

Gandalf pointed to the mountain peak in the center of the island, where a thin wisp of smoke curled. "You must throw it into the fires of Mount Doom."

Piggy shivered, and Ralph looked up pensively. "Well then," he decided, "Off we go then."

"But remember," Gandalf added, "Beware the Beast." And as suddenly as he had appeared, Gandalf was gone.

At that moment, two boys, obviously twins, came running over. "We saw a puff of smoke-"

"-and were wondering if maybe-"

"-perhaps you had the signal fire going!"

They stopped talking and looked to Ralph expectantly.

"Samneric," Piggy muttered contemptuously. "Do you see a signal fire?"

The boys started, and looked at each other in wonder. "Were did it go?" they asked nervously.

"It was Gandalf," Piggy explained, although there was no way of them knowing who Gandalf was.

"We have to destroy the Ring," Ralph declared in a bit of a daze. "In the fire of Mount Doom."

Samneric looked at each other and shrugged.

"We need some protection," Piggy thought aloud. "So Jack and the others-"

"The orcs," Ralph interrupted.

Piggy peered through his glasses. "Pardon me?"

"Jack and the others. We'll call them Orcs."

Piggy shivered at the ominous word. "Anyway, we need protection so they don't steal the ring before we get up the mountain."

Just then, a boy with a spear came out of the forest.

"Simon!" Piggy cried in delight. "Would you protect and guide us through the forest to the mountain?"

Simon looked from face to face, decided they were serious, and stuck the butt of his spear in the sand. "Deal," he decided.

"And so," Piggy said in a very serious voice, "the Fellowship of the Ring was created."

- - -

Far in the camp of Castle Rock, on the opposite side of the island, the savage orcs were dancing round a roasting pig. At the side watching the dance stood two boys.

"Jack – I mean, Chief," the one boy said, his gaze pointed in the direction of the mountain. "My scouts spotted the… rebels travelling through the forest. They had a purpose in their eyes and were looking about furtively. I would guess they are up to no good."

Jack glowered at the fire. "Stop them in their tracks. Do not let them come any nearer. And Roger-?"

Roger turned his gaze to Jack. "Yes, Chief?"

"Take the stick sharpened at both ends."

i hope you enjoyed the first part of this. More to follow! And please review.