A Burden Made Lighter
BtVS by Whedon and Mutant Enemy. The Lord of the Rings Trilogy by J.R.R. Tolkien
This was the third of five unanswered challenges I set out to meet one weekend. Didn't make it that far, but a fun thing to try.
Man, I just bought the Kindle Edition of the trilogy in one searchable
volume. The phrase "I wish" pops up ninety times. Feel free to add a chapter or answer the Challenge on your own. If I decide to continue this, many of the canon wishes ask for the bending of time...
JadeHunter's #623: BtVS/LotR Drabble - If Wishes Were Horses
Sunnydale's resident Vengeance Demon, after regaining her powers, finds herself called to another dimension, drawn by a certain Fellowship fairly teeming with angst. Let us consider the possibilities - oh crap.
-Anya granting wish
-Each wish turns out badly, matter how benign they seem
-pair Anya with anyone
-have non-canon pairings
Ruins of Eregion, January, 3019 in the Third Age of the Sun
"I can't believe that when I asked you for a vacation, you sent me to this beautiful but hotel-free dimension on assignment," Anya snarled into the crystal she was using to communicate with D'Hoffryn.It's not like you're there for vengeance, Anyanka,
came the reply. It's simply chaos.
"I mean, look at the size of those Hobbits' feet. What are they called here, anyway?"Hobbits, my dear.
"Oh. Really? I thought there were copyright restrictions."
D'Hoffryn groaned and cut the connection, so she pocketed the crystal.
Because the rules were different in this reality, she was able to fade completely from view.
Under the cover of invisibility, she snuck closer to the gossiping hobbits.
The heavy talkers were too flighty for her to get a handle on, but there was one over there who practically smelled of angst.
He was sitting on a log at the edge of the bank, skimming his toes across the water's surface.
He was idly fingering a ring on a chain about his neck.
His mouth was open and his mind was wandering...
It sounded something like this: "This ring I wear could doom the world... Only I can carry it... I only wish my burden wasn't so heavy..."
The ring slipped through his weary fingers and began to fall up, across his face.
The chain was halfway over his head by the time he grabbed hold of it and held it tightly.
"Oh my," he said. "Sam... Sam!"
"I'm here, Frodo. What is it?"
Frodo silently showed him how the ring was trying to escape the chain and ascend into the sky.
"How did it happen?"
Frodo answered after, with difficulty, he managed to secure the chain to his belt and hide the ring under several thick layers of fabric. "I don't know..."
"Well, that's good, right? If you let it go and it never comes down, Sauron will never be able to get his claws on it."
"No, Sam. The ring must melt in the fires of its creation, or else Sauron will never be completely destroyed... Do you realize what this means?"
"It's going to be a lot harder to keep it safe?"
"Not only that, but the plan was for us to simply throw it into the fires of Mount Doom... If something goes wrong, time's of the essence and there's no other way to ensure the success of the fall... One of us is going to have to down with the ring."