Vanya of the Northern Rangers sat with her comrades waiting for the council to begin. “Strangers from distant lands, friends of old.” started Lord Elrond, looking out toward the gathered elves, dwarves, and humans. “You are summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands on the brink of destruction. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the ring, Frodo.” Said Lord Elrond. Frodo stood up and put the ring on the stand in the center of the council.
“So it is true,” Said Boromir.
“The doom of men,” Said another man
“It is a gift,” said Boromir standing up, “a gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this Ring. Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. The blood of our people keeps your lands safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him.”
“Really, you pig headed man?” laughed Vanya. “You think that Sauron couldn’t just walk into Gondor and take back what he made?”
“You can’t wield it… None of us can, the One Ring answers to Sauron alone.” Aragorn said backing her up.
“And what would two Rangers know of such a matter?” Boromir said, glairing at the two.
“More than you and that’s for sure.” said Marger, Vanya’s second in command, laughing at Boromir.
“Rangers would know nothing of this matter!” sensing a fight, Legolas stepped in.
“I know not the woman’s story, but the man is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance.”
“Aragorn, This is Isildur’s heir?” said Boromir turning to Aragorn.
“And heir to the throne of Gondor,” Legolas finished, smirking slightly.
“Sit down, Legolas.” said Aragorn, before Boromir got to riled up.
“Gondor has no king, and Gondor needs no king.” he said taking his seat.
“Aragorn and Vanya are right, we cannot use it.” Said Gandalf.
“We have but one choice. The ring must be destroyed.” Said Lord Elrond.
“What are we waiting for?” yelled Gimli. He picked up his axe and hit the Ring, Then axe shattered in to 100 pieces, knocking him to the ground.
“The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess.” said Lord Elrond; “it was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor, and cast back into the fiery chasm from which it came. One of you must do this.” There was a silence over the council.
“One does not simply walk into Mordor, said Boromir; “its black gates are guarded by more than Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep, and the great eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire, and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly.”
“Have you heard nothing that Lord Elrond has said,” yelled Legolas jumping to his feet
“The Ring must be destroyed!”
“And I suppose you think you’re the one to do it?” yelled Gimli glaring at Legolas.
“And what if we fail? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?” called Boromir.
“I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an elf! Never trust an elf!” yells Gimli as the council dissolves into argument, leaving the rangers under Vanya’s command to watch them.
“I will take it.” Yelled Frodo, and the arguing continued. “I will take it! I will take the ring to Mordor.” the yell made everyone turn to the Hobbit. “Though I do not know the way.”
“This is not a journey one should make alone,” said Vanya, stepping forward “for as long as I can weld a weapon I will protect you. You have my daggers.” She stood behind Frodo.
“I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, for as long as it is yours to bear.” Said Gandalf joining Vanya.
“If by my life or my death I can protect you, I will.” said Aragorn kneeling in front of Frodo. “You have my sword.”
“And my bow,” said Legolas rising to his feet.
“And my axe,” said Gimli standing next to the elf he claimed to hate.
“You carry the fate of us all, little one,” said Boromir “but if this is truly the will of the council, Gondor will see it done.” He finished, joining the rest of the group.
“Let us join as well,” said one of Vanya’s Rangers.
“No,” said Vanya, “I’m pulling rank. You will stay here in Rivendell.” Marger looked into Vanya’s eyes and nodded, telling the other man to back off.
“Here! Mr. Frodo is not going anywhere without me!” Sam takes his place beside Frodo.
“Indeed, it is hardly possible to separate the two of you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not. Very well,” Said Lord Elrond. At This point Merry and pippin barged in from behind the pillars.
“We’re going, too! You’d have to send us home tied up in a sack to keep us away.” said Merry
“Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission, quest, and thing.”
“Well, that rules you out, Pip.” said Merry
“Ten companions, So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring.”
“Great, Now, where are we going?” Everyone looked at Pippin.