AN: Well guys, I'm sorry to say that this fanfic is going to be officially ON HIATUS from now on. I feel really bad for leaving it off, but honestly I'm not really into these fandoms as much anymore, and I have another couple of big fanfiction projects that I really would prefer to work on over this. However, I am giving you guys what I've written of Chapter Four, and I may decide to pick it up again and finish this sometime in the not-so-near future.

"What is going on?" Pippin demanded, leaning heavily against a tree to catch his breath.

After the unfortunate encounter with the strange black rider, the group had been sprinting as fast as their legs could carry them. Percy really hoped that the hobbits knew where they were going, because he, Nico and Thalia certainly didn't.

"That Black Rider was looking for something, or someone…and it seems a bit suspicious that you three happened to turn up right before it did" Merry said, eyeing the three demigods suspiciously.

Percy held his hands up in a whoa, nelly gesture. "Hey, we just happened to be dropped off at the wrong place at the wrong time. We have nothing to do with-"

"Get down!" Sam said sharply.

Everyone quickly flattened themselves on the mossy forest floor, holding their breath and hearts thudding. Far off, Percy could just see the silhouette of the black rider up on a hill. It stood there for a short time, surveying the landscape, then the horse reared, spun around and vanished from sight.

The group exhaled in relief. They once again turned to Frodo for an explanation, staying low in case the rider turned up again.

Frodo remained silent for a moment, then said quietly "I have to leave the Shire. Sam and I must get to Bree."

Thalia stood up, brushing dirt and twigs off her shirt and jeans. "Well, we might as well come along. It looks like you guys are in some deep trouble, and I think you could use our help." She turned to the other two demigods. "What about it, guys?"

"Now, wait just a minute." Sam said, putting his hands on his hips and doing his best to look intimidating. "You people just show up, wearing funny clothes and talking like you're not from around here at all, you don't even have any supplies, and you're expecting us to just welcome you and let you tag along? We don't even know who you are! I mean, yeah, we know your names, but absolutely nothing else. Who are you really?" he demanded.

"Well, I would love to answer your questions, but I really think that it would be better for us to get out of here before more black riders come…" Percy said, glancing over at Nico and Thalia for help. Thankfully, the hobbits clearly weren't in the mood for standing around either.

"Right…Buckleberry Ferry can get us across the river. Follow me!" Merry said, gesturing in the direction of the river. The group broke their cover and sprinted in the direction Merry indicated.

Unfortunately, these things are never that easy.

With a piercing screech, a Black Rider burst through the underbrush straight at the group. Yelling in alarm, they took off, running as fast as they could away from the creature.

AN: Like I said, this is incomplete and will probably remain so, but since you guys were so great sticking with me I would feel bad just leaving you with nothing. However, if you're into Hunger Games, Pokemon, or BBC Sherlock, there should be some interesting new fanfictions popping up sometime in the next month or so.

Again, I really appreciate all your support, but I really have lost my interest in continuing this while I have other projects that I would rather focus on. I feel really bad for letting you guys down, but I guess that's just how life is, huh?

I really appreciate all your support, and I'm sorry to let you guys down. Maybe someday I will return to this, but for now just expect nothing for a good, long while.