Concerning you, the reader.

Ok, I'd just like to start out by saying that this is a Lord of the Rings crossover. And I know that there are tons out there. I've read quite a few. Some with pairings from Willow and Legolas, some with Buffy, or Dawn, but I think I've found a unique story line. And if any of this story starts to seem familiar, I am terribly sorry. Besides, of course, the parts borrowed from either the book or the movie.

I would also like to touch base on some other things. It is not my nature to start this fanfic as I have, I have the ending written, but no beginning or middle. Well, I have two starting places I am going back and forth from, so please be patient. Besides that I hand write almost all of my fanfic, which forces me to type it up and reread everything I write, which ensures you are getting the best I can offer.

This story is going to start at the beginning of the last episode, or somewhat in the middle. You'll get the drift. This story, hopefully, will cover some bases, mostly if Dawn is really the key or not anymore. And if she is in fact a slayer, because she is made from Buffy.

I hope you enjoy this story, as it slowly unwinds. And please feel free to point out any mistake, from punctuation, to spelling, or plot/story info. I also wish for you to give me any ideas that you might have while reading this.

Oh, another thing I'd like to touch base on. I currently have the three books in front of me, and those are where I am getting all of the stuff from. It may or may not be the same from the movies, so I'm sorry for any inaccuracies.

This story in fact will have spoilers for anyone who has not yet seen the final episode of Buffy, or has never read the books/saw the movie. If you do not wish to know what you have missed, please, by all means, do not read this story! Nobody is forcing you, and I don't want flaming reviews. Because that is bad for any writer's self esteem.

Concerning the Disclaimer.

Ok, I don't want to have to say this a million times over, so I hope I get it all in here the first time.

The Lord of the Rings belongs solely to the Master of fFntasy, J. R. R. Tolkien, who on January 3rd, 2003 would have celebrated his elevendyfirst birthday. Happy Birthday, J. R. R.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all characters belong to the evil genius himself, Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Grr! Arg!

I got the script for the final episode of Buffy from and was transcribed by CariCranberry. Joss Whedon himself wrote this final episode. This transcription is based on the broadcasted episode.

Now, I believe that it is time for me to embark on this adventure. Once again, bear with me, and enjoy yourself!


Also known as:

~ insane blackbeltchic ~

:D Smile! :D, it scares people.

(and makes them wonder what you've been up to! Hehehe!)


A/N: ok, this is what you guys pretty much already know. This is a retyping of the script, because the site ( has a hard time accepting stuff that's copied and pasted. No clue why, but oh well. There are Author's notes in among the way, so beware of them. And I hope you enjoy this!

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Buffy and Spike are laying on his cot, fully clothed. Spike has his arm around Buffy, and she plays with his hand. He rolls over, releasing her, and she sits up. She stands and starts to pace the basement. She looks out the window, staring at the night sky.

"Pretty, ain't it?" Caleb asks from beside her.

"You're not him." She responds.

"No, you killed him right and proper. Terrible loss. This man was my good right arm. 'course, it don't pain me too much. Don't need an arm. Got an army."

"An army of vampires. However, will I fight-?"

"Everyday our numbers swell. But then you do have an army of your own. Some thirty-odd pimply-faced girls, don't know the pointy end of a stake." He pretends to be concerned. "Maybe I should call this off."

"Have you ever considered a cool name? I mean, since you're incorporeal and basically powerless. How about "The Taunter?" Strikes fear in the heart-"

"I will over run this earth. And when my army outnumbers the humans on this earth, the scales will tip and I will be made flesh."

"Talk on. I'm not afraid of you."

He rolls his eyes at her. "Then why aren't you asleep in your dead lover's arms?" He glances at Spike. "Cause he can't help you. Nor Faith, certainly not your wanna-slay brigade. None of those girlies will ever know real power unless you're dead. You know the drill:" The First takes the form of Buffy now. "Into every generation, a slayer is born. One girl in all the world. She alone with have the strength and skill- there's that word again. What you are. How you'll die. Alone. Where's your snappy comeback?"

"You're right."

"Hmm. Not your best."

"I'm drowning in footwear!" Spike, sleep talking, suddenly sits up with a start and Buffy turns to look at him as the First disappears. "Weird dream." He notices Buffy standing in the middle of the room. "Buffy? Is something wrong?"

"No. yeah. I just realized something. Something that really never occurred to me before. We're gonna win."

~ * ~

They were all closeted in Buffy's room. Well, the Scooby gang in all its extended glory. Dawn, Xander, Anya and Willow all stare at Buffy in shock. She just looks at them.

"What do you think?" she asks.

"That depends. Are you in any way.kidding?" Xander asks, slightly scared.

"You don't think it's a good idea?" Buffy is now concerned.

"It's pretty radical, B." Faith says from her place opposite from Buffy.

"It's a lot more than that." Giles stands from his place by the window. "Buffy, what you said, it-it flies in the face of everything we've ever- every generation has ever done in the fight against evil." He now smiles at his slayer. "I think it's bloody brilliant."

"You mean that?" Hope can be heard in Buffy's voice.

"If you want my opinion."

"I really do."

"Whoa, hey. Not to poop on the party here, but I'm the guy that's gonna have to pull this thing off."

"It's beaucoup d'mojo." Faith agrees with the red head.

"This goes beyond anything I've ever done. It's a total loss of control, and not in a nice, wholesome, my girlfriend has pierced her tongue kind a way." Dawn give Willow a strange look as Giles averts his eyes.

"I wouldn't ask if I didn't think you could do it."

"I-I'm not sure I'm stable enough."

"You can do this, Willow. We'll get the coven on the line, and we'll find out how they can help."

"Oh!" Dawn says suddenly. "Pierced tongue." She responds to everyone's looks.

"Dawn needs to do a research thing!" Buffy says, panicked.

"Yes, you do." Giles quickly backs her up.

Dawn rolls her eyes at the protectiveness of the man who had over the years become like a father to her and her sister, the ever overprotective one. "It's cool." She walks out, and stops in the doorway. "Watcher junior to the library."

"I'll go dig up my sources. Quite literally, actually." He leaves the room, following Dawn.

"Come on, let's go assemble the cannon fodder." Anya says to Xander.

"That's not what we're calling them, sweetie."

"Not to their faces. What am I, insensitive?"

Buffy hands the scythe to Willow.

~ * ~

Buffy looks out over the faces that had come familiar over the past months. She wondered who would and wouldn't make it. Then she pushed the thought aside. It was time to rally the troops.

"I hate this. I hate being here. I hate that you have to be here. I hate that there's evil, and that I was chosen to fight it. I wish, a whole lot of the time, that I hadn't been. I know a lot of you wish I hadn't been either." Kennedy and Rona won't meet her eyes. "But this isn't about wishes. This is about choices. I believe we can beat this evil. Not when it comes, not when it's army is ready, now. Tomorrow morning I'm opening the seal. I'm going down into the hellmouth, and I'm finishing this once and for all. Right now you're asking yourself, 'what makes this different? What makes us any more than a bunch of girls being picked off one by one?' It's true none of you have the power that Faith and I do. So here's the part where you make a choice."

~ * ~

{A/N: sorry, I just love this part, and had to add it!}

Giles and Xander are looking at a map that's laid on the table. It's night.

"I'm-I'm-I'm all turned around. You're here?" Giles asks, confused.

"By the pillar, yeah. I'm protecting this area."

"That puts me over by the door. Demons around the perimeter-right! I open the door." Andrew is sitting at the head of the table, wearing a red hooded cloak.

He reads from a book. "You go through the door and are confronted by Trogdor to Burninator."


"Oh, bugger it. Fight." He rolls some dice and sips from a glass at his elbow.

"Adios to five hit points. Trogdor has badly wounded you."

"Well, wait a minute. What about my..." he puts on his glasses and reads from the paper on the table in front of him. "bag of illusions?"

"Illusions against a Burninator?" Andrew scoffs. "Silly, silly British man." Giles takes another drink. He's drinking wine to ease his nerves, and has had quite a lot, it was the only explanation why he was playing.

"I envoke a time flux on Trogdor." Amanda says from beside Giles.

"Step down, girlfriend, you can't just-" Andrew starts to protest.

"Ninth level sorcerer, and I carry the emerald chalice. Trogdor is frozen in time. Deal with it." She writes down something on her sheet.

"Smack down on red riding hood. This could get ugly." Xander comments.

"Could it possibly get uglier? I used to be a highly respected watcher, and now I'm a wounded dwarf with the mystical strength of a doily. I just wish I could sleep." He looks into his cup.

"What kind of person could sleep on a night like this?" Amanda asks.

"Only the crazy ones." Xander looks over at Anya, passed out on the table, in the chair beside him. He strokes her hair as she snores.

~ * ~

A/N: ok, here's where things get.creative! Hope you're ready for this!

The Sunnydale High campus is deserted and in a total state of disrepair. A car has been crashed into a tree. Papers and boxes are strewn all over the once neat grounds. The sign still stands, though, declaring 'Sunnydale High School.' Robin Wood leads Faith, Dawn, Giles and the others across the campus and into the school.

"Welcome to Sunnydale high." He says.

"There's no running in the halls, no yelling, no gum chewing. A part from that, there's only one rule." He stops and turns to look at the crowd following him. "If they move, kill them."

"Ok, potentials, in the basement. Follow Faith."

"If you have to go to the bathroom, it's to your left. If you don't have to go to the bathroom, picture what we're about to face. Better go now." Xander says, partly in jest, and partly not.

"Willow, my office is straight through there." Robin points her on her way.

"Its right over the seal." Buffy says.

"I'll start getting you set up." Kennedy takes her bag and walks towards the office.

"Thanks." Willow calls after her.

"Ok, civilians. The vampires get upstairs, we have three areas the could get through to another building and then down into the sewers." He points out each location. "Down the hall in the atrium, the north hall here, and the primary target, through the lounge straight to the science building. Now odds are, most of them will head there." Wood says.

"Teams of two then. I suggest you and I take the lounge." Giles says to Wood.

"I concur."

"Xander, I want you with Dawn-"



"No. I'm going with you."

"Dawn, I can't allo-"

"No. I know it's dangerous. And I know we're not all gonna make it. When Glory had me, I couldn't fight. I couldn't save myself. I didn't know how to. But now I do. And I'm paying evil back. With interest."

Buffy looked defeated. "Fine. But I told you, if you die, I am so telling on you, and you will be in deep trouble. You hear me?"

"Yeah, yeah. Let's get this show on the road."

"Ok, Xander and Spike."

"We'll check out the atrium." Spike nods at this and goes to set up watch.

"So that leaves me and the dungeon master in the north hall?" Anya asked.

"We will defend it with our very lives."

"Yes, we will defend it with his very life."

"And don't be afraid to use him as a human shield." Xander pointed out.

"Good, yes, thanks." She nods at him.

"I just want to say how proud I and to die for this very special cause with you guys." He takes a piece of paper out of his pocket and starts to read. "There's some, um-there's people I'd like to thanks, both good and evil. Um, a shout out to my brother Tucker, who gave me the inspiration to summon demons and also-"

"Nobody cares, you little monkey" Anya interrupts and leads him away.

"I'm gonna check on the girls." Dawn walks away also.

"Dawn." Buffy takes a step towards her.

"No. Anything you say is gonna sound like goodbye." She walks away from her sister.

Buffy walks back to the smaller group still in the hallway. It's only Willow, Xander and Giles now. Buffy joins them. They stare at each other in heavy silence a moment before Buffy breaks the silence.

"So, what do you guys want to do tomorrow?"

"Nothing strenuous" willow says.

"Well, mini golf is always the first thing that comes to mind." Xander says.

"I think we can do better than that." Giles replies.

"I was thinking about shopping. As per usual."

"Oh! There's an Arden B. in the new mall!" Willow cries.

"I could use a few items." Xander agrees.

"Well, now aren't we going to discuss this? Save the world them go to the mall?"

"I'm having a wicked shoe craving." Buffy reveals.

"Aren't you on the patch?" Xander jokes.

"Those never work." Willow tells him.

"Here I am, invisible to the eye." Giles complains.

Xander, Willow and Buffy walk down the hall together, away from Giles.

"See, I need a new look. This whole eye patch thing."

"Oh, you could go with full black secret agent look." Buffy tells him.

"Or the puffy shirt, pirate slash-"

"The earth is definitely doomed." Giles sighs and turns away from the three friends. The three friends are walking down the hall together. When they pass the principal's office, Willow leaves them. Xander and Buffy keep going. When they pass the corridor, Xander grabs Buffy's hand and squeezes it, before walking down the corridor, away from his friend.

Buffy starts walking down the hall by herself.

~ * ~

All the girls are in the basement, and Buffy joins them. They form a circle around the edge. Buffy stands by Faith, Dawn on her other side.

"You first, B." Faith hands her a knife. She sighs and takes the knife from Faith and uses it to cut the palm of her hand. She hands the knife to Faith. Moments later, after all the girls, including Dawn have cut their hands, they hold their bleeding hands over the seal, activating it.

As Dawn watches, fascinated, the seal begins to glow blue once her blood touches it.

The seal opens and a staircase is revealed, leading down. Buffy goes in first, followed by Faith.

~ * ~

Willow is sitting on the floor of the principal's office, with Kennedy across form her. There is a semi circle of while candles lit in front of her. There are other candles in the room as well. Kennedy watches Willow intently.

"They should be in place." Willow sits back on her knees. "Ok, magic time. You ready to, heh heh, kill me?"

"Starting to be." Kennedy responds.

"Good. Fun. Great. Brace yourself."

"Come on, red. Make it happen." Kennedy mutters.

Willow begins performing the ritual while holding onto the scythe, which is laid out in front of her. Suddenly, she's overcome with power. The looks up, as the scythe and Willow start to low with a bright white light.

"!" Willow exclaims breathlessly.


Buffy is in the living room addressing the potentials the previous day.

"So here's the part where you make a choice: what if you could have that In every generation, one slayer is born,.because a bunch of men who died thousands of years ago made up that rule. They were powerful men. This woman," she points to Willow, "Is more powerful than all of them combined." Willow whimpers slightly. "So I say we change that rule. I say my power...should be our power." She looks around the room, at all the girls that whether or not either of them liked it, she was forced to lead.

"Tomorrow, Willow will use the essence of the scythe to change our destiny. From now on, every girl on the world who might be a slayer.will be a slayer. Every girl who could have the power.will have the power.can stand up, will stand up. Slayers, every one of us. Make your choice. Are you ready to be strong?"

~ * ~

"Willow?" Kennedy asks tentivly. She looks at Willow in shock. Her hair is completely white, and she's still glowing with white light from the spell. She's looking heavenward, and the expression on her face is divine ecstasy. She pants as the power runs through her. When the scythe stops glowing, so does she. Her hair goes back to normal, but she's still recovering from the incredible experience of the spell. "You.are a goddess." Kennedy proclaims.

"And you're the slayer." she smiles weakly." Get this to Buffy. She hands her the scythe who takes it and runs. Willow just sits there, panting , before collapsing onto her side, still smiling.

"Ha. That was nifty." She says, sounding high. And she was. The power, a power she could reach, without going evil. This gave her so many possibilities. If only she could breath once more.

* * * * * * * * * A/N: ok, this is just the beginning. Now I have to start reading the book, so it's gonna take me a bit longer to get things up, since I'm working on a few other fanfics. I know that it's evil of me to taunt you with these beginnings and not do anything with them, but I'll finish them. I'm seemingly very motivated right now. I have almost all of the second part of my ABC crossover typed, so that will be up soon. And then I'll start working on this, and you'll just have to wait to see what happens to the characters in the third part of the trilogy! Ha ha ha! Sorry.