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Ugh! There's never anything on TV! Oh, hey, maybe I should begin.

Um, in this chapter we sort of delve deeper into the history of the Ring and Liz introduces the hobbits to IPods and modern music. Ha! Ha! Stupid hobbits and your poetry, everyone knows Skillet and Superchick and TobyMac are WAY better than ballads!

Me: IronSpockMaster will say the disclaimer since she is in this story starting in this chapter.

IronSpockMaster: WUMCSkilletFan owns NOTHING!

Me: Well, actually I do own some more Lucky Muffins.

IronSpockMaster: Oh, can I have one?

Me: Yeah sure, go ahead!

Both: Ha! Ha! We have MUFFINS!

Me: Okay, and so begins another chapter of this story!

Liz's POV

I settled down in the grass and gestured for the two to start talking. Something told me what they had to say was more important than I could have imagined.

Why I thought this, I didn't know.

It was Frodo that began.

"My uncle, Bilbo, was throwing his one hundred and eleventh birthday party when I first found out about the Ring."

Wow, one hundred and eleven. That fact in itself is kind of odd.

"Bilbo left it to me, except at the time, I had no idea what it meant. Gandalf, a family friend, told me to keep it secret and safe. I did, and when he came back that month he told me what the Ring was."

A ring.

"This ring was forged by the dark lord Sauron in the fires of Mount Doom."

Mount Doom? Dark Lord? Wow, where these guys come from, I hope I never have to go.

"And only there can it be destroyed." Frodo ended in a flourish.

Oh, because that was helpful.

"I still don't understand why you need to destroy it and why you are so opposed to it," I hinted.

This time it was Sam who spoke.

"That Ring holds all the hate you could ever imagine in the world!"

Oh, that explains a lot.

Sam took a deep breath and started his parable.

"There were once twenty rings. Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne, In the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie. One Ring to rule them all. One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them. In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie."

Well, that was an optimistic beginning.

"This is that One Ring. It wants to be found, and that's what we're struggling against. Or 'were' is a better word; I don't think they could find us here.

"We need to destroy the Ring because if we don't, Sauron will take over all of Middle Earth and we will all either die or become his servants.

"We had to form a fellowship to destroy the Ring in Rivendell, the elf's land. There were nine of us. Gandalf, Aragorn, Gimli, Legolas, Boromir, Pippin, Merry, Mr. Frodo, and I. A balrog killed Gandalf in the Mines of Moria, and orcs killed Boromir. Orcs also took Merry and Pippin, we never found out what happened to them. Mr. Frodo and I went off to destroy the Ring alone.

"Mr. Frodo has taken a beating from the Ring," Sam whispered too quietly for Frodo to hear, "He never sleeps, eats, or drinks. All he ever does is worship that stupid Ring. Even now, it's almost killed him."

I looked at Frodo's face.

His eyes were partially closed with exhaustion, he looked extremely thin, and his face was sunken like that of a corpse. But something stood out to me-

The fact that he was whispering and stroking the Ring.

"My precious," He murmured.

Such a mentally ill short man.

Frodo's POV

I could feel sleep try to penetrate the time I had with my precious Ring.

I hated it, and loved it.

It called my name and spoke to me; I couldn't put it down or stop thinking about it.

But at the same time, I wanted it gone and destroyed.

I would not and could not sleep. I hadn't slept for quite a while because of the Ring. Nor had I eaten or had anything to drink for a while, at least not voluntarily. Sam always made me eat, but I never did, always hiding it in my cloak to keep from eating.

The only thing I ever needed to survive was the Ring.

No! What was I thinking? I hated this Ring and wanted it gone! Why was it the only thing I ever needed to survive!

My need for it even blocked out my love for Liz.

Maybe because she didn't return my feelings.

That got my mind off of the Ring, so I decided to delve into it.

It was love at first sight, at least for me. And when she helped me onto the hammock, I thought she felt the same way.

Or maybe she was just compassionate.

Both answers were quite possible.

I tried to listen to the conversation going on between Liz and Sam.

"… I see what you mean, he looks horrible. Why doesn't he just take the ring off of his neck?"

"It won't work to ease the pains he's having."

"Well, why don't you just do this- build a fire, put the ring under a ton of rocks, and it should melt. Simple, it's how metamorphic rocks are made."

"What?"

Liz sighed.

"Never mind, its science."

"Um, alright. But, I doubt that will work, the Ring was forged in Mount Doom and only there can it be destroyed."

"Well, that's stupid!"

"I never said it wasn't."

Liz huffed.

All of the sudden, a pair of the creatures came up to Liz.

I leaned in to hear what they were saying, but unfortunately it was in their language so I couldn't understand it.

Liz's POV

Sam and I were deep in conversation when Eliza and Sevin (Sevin is IronSpockMaster's character. In the Na'vi language, Sevin means 'pretty'.) One of my good friends walked up to me.

Let me take a moment to tell you about Sevin. She was suspicious of me when I first came here, but after she and I got to know each other better, we became great friends. She is indecisive and likes to laugh; she also has a good heart. She was born and raised as part of the Na'vi. She, Eliza, and I are almost always together.

I hopped up to greet them.

"Liz," Sevin spoke before I could say hello.

"I believe we should get the strangers some food then send them off to sleep." She advised me.

I nodded, realizing that the hobbits hadn't eaten yet.

"Sam, Frodo, you two need to eat, come on," I gestured for them to come.

Sam jumped up, obviously hungry. Frodo on the other hand, stayed where he was, still stroking that idiotic Ring.

It's an inanimate object kid, get over it!

"Frodo," I called.

No change.

"Hey!" I waved my hand in front of his face.

He snarled again as my hand obscured his sight of the Ring.

I was going to attack this guy.

"Frodo, get up off the ground or I will take the Ring away from you!" I shouted to him.

That was a bad idea.

Frodo screamed with wordless fury and launched himself at me.

How he managed to get on top of me, I will never know, but he did. He unsheathed his sword and pressed it against the still fresh slit in my throat from an hour ago. Blood rushed from the scar and I found myself filling with a murderous fury.

Don't kill him, don't kill him, don't kill him.

It was necessary to chant the three words to myself over and over again just to keep from taking out my dagger.

I did not however, find any problem with growling.

"Get off of me," were my words of choice.

It was then that Eliza and Sevin came to their senses.

Sevin had taken out her bow and was pointing it at Frodo while Eliza held Sam back.

"Get off of her," Sevin commanded him angrily.

"She was about to take the Ring from me," Frodo snapped at her.

"Liz," Sevin spoke in our language so that Frodo couldn't understand her, "Shove him off of you."

I took a deep breath and pushed.

Frodo slid off of me and landed awkwardly. As he tried to right himself, I grabbed my bow and aimed it at him.

As he looked up, I glared malevolently at him.

"What was that? Why did you try to kill me! This time it was knowingly!" I shouted at him.

His eyes widened.

"Liz, I'm so sorry-" I cut him off.

"I do not want to hear it! Just go eat, and get some sleep. I guess I have to make another trip to the Healer," I added to Sevin and Eliza.

Sevin and Eliza nodded.

Eliza spoke up.

"Do you want me to take them to get some food for you?" She asked helpfully.

Before I could nod, Rajat ran over to our circle.

"What happened," He snarled at Sam and Frodo and darted to my side.

"Are you alright Liz," He asked softly.

"Yes, I'm fine Rajat, thanks," I said back and dipped my head in thanks for his concern.

Eliza coughed behind me.

I looked up at her and she pointed to Frodo.

He was seething.

I wanted to throw something at him! Why was he mad this time?

"Um, Rajat, why don't you help Sevin get the strangers some food while I escort Liz to Neytiri's mother," Eliza suggested.

Rajat looked back at me and I saw an unknown emotion in his eyes, but he went with Sevin willingly.

When the four of them were gone, Eliza smacked the back of my head.

"Are you positively blind? Can you not see how much Rajat likes you?" She was freaked out.

I was confused.

"Rajat likes me?" I was stunned.

Eliza threw her hands up in exaggeration.

"Yes Rajat likes you! You need some help Liz," She shook her head in displeasure.

I rolled my eyes.

"I need some Skillet." I told her.

She was still shaking her head as we ventured up the tree to where we kept our IPods.

We reached our sleeping places, which Eliza and I had built out of large, sturdy leaves and fallen branches.

She and I felt it mandatory to be different.

I grabbed my jet black IPod, which I could never part from.

Flipping through songs on the dark piece of technology, I found the song I was looking for.

Invincible by Skillet. (Yes, I LOVE Skillet! This is one of my favorite songs by them! They rock! Ha! Ha! SKILLET ROCKS! Ahem, sorry, back to the story.)

"You know you just can't kill a man when he's dead," I sang.

"Invincible, good choice, I'm going with Hey Hey by Superchick." (Superchick! YEAH! She rocks too! This is one of mine and my imaginary best friend Superchick's favorite songs by her! Woo hoo!)

"Don't you always choose Superchick songs," I laughed.

"No," She replied innocently, smiling along with me.

"Now back to Rajat. How can you not see how much he likes you Liz?"

I rolled my eyes; Eliza would pry until I gave her a straight answer.

"I don't know," I told her.

But the truth was…

Oh! Cliffhanger! If you review, you will know what Liz really thinks of Rajat! But, if you don't, we will never know… Actually, yes we will. I love writing this story!
Sorry the chapter was so long; I wanted to make up for last chapter's shortness. :)
I hoped everyone liked Sevin/IronSpockMaster because she is staying pretty much FROM NOW ON! Mwuahahahahaha!
I need feedback on which hobbit's POV I should start the next chapter off with! Please tell me in a review or PM!
Oh yes, if you can guess my three favorite Lord of The Rings characters, you can be in the next chapter! Just tell me who you think they are and what you would like your character to do and be called! Good luck to you all! (There are hints on my profile and in another story of mine… HINTY HINTY!)