A Story of absolute chaos and randomness
By 51105

Disclaimer note: None of it is mine. It’s either Tolkien’s or some other random person.

Alright. Another fan fic from me. I am still working on my other stories, just not as much. Lately, I have been very busy so I apologise for the delays in updates, especially for “LOTR trip around the modern world”. I shall update that A.S.A.P.

I also apologise if this seems a bit to similar to the other stories of randomness, seeing as I got the idea from those stories. The first chapter might seem quite similar and I am really sorry about that. I don’t want to offend anyone. From chapter 2, it is quite random and I have tried to make it more of my own and not seem like I am copying the others. Hope you enjoy this one.

The Characters:
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter
Hermione Granger
Ronald Weasley

Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
Captain Jack Sparrow
William Turner
Elizabeth Swann

Star Wars Episode 1: The Phantom Menace
Master Qui-Gon Jinn
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Darth Maul

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
Gandalf
Aragorn
Boromir
Legolas
Gimli
Frodo
Sam
Merry
Pippin

Special Guest Appearances by:
Commodore James Norrington
Jeff Probst
And Me

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“Now, if you’d be so kind, I’d be much obliged if you’d drop me off at my ship,” Jack said enthusiastically, as jewelry balanced on his head.

“Um………Jack?” Elizabeth started nervously.

“What now?” Jack demanded impatiently.

“The rowboats are gone and we’re in the middle of some mysterious fog,” Will answered.

“Oh,” Jack said confused and finally noticed his new surroundings.

(Taken from Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl.)

“Harry, what happened?” Hermione asked, concerned about her best friend.

“He was their friend and he betrayed them. He was their friend!” Harry answered. Hermione could only look at her friend with sympathy.

“Bloody hell!” Ron said suddenly.

“What?” Harry and Hermione asked together.

“Where’d all this fog come from?” Ron asked.

“I don’t know. But let’s just draw our wands, to be safe,” Harry replied. Hermione and Ron nodded in agreement and all 3 friends drew their wands, prepared for an attack.

(Taken from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.)

Meanwhile, a very important Council is taking place in Middle Earth………………

“Strangers from distant lands, friends of old, you have been summoned here by the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth stands on the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall,” Elrond said, speaking to his gathered council. He turned to Frodo. “Bring forth the Ring, Frodo.”
Frodo looked nervously around.

“Uh… ring? What ring?” he asked nervously.

Elrond looked confused at Frodo. “The One Ring. The weapon of the Enemy, The One Ring to rule them all. Any of this ringing a bell?” Elrond said, getting slightly frustrated.

“Oh! That Ring,” Frodo said and chuckled nervously. Elrond just shook his head. Frodo got up and just as he was about to put the Ring on the pedestal, some strange fog appeared. A strange crashing noise could be heard. Everyone in the council looked in the direction of the noise.

“Where the bloody hell did that land come from?” a voice asked.

“How should I know?” a feminine voice asked.

“Elizabeth, that was a rhetorical question,” a second man’s voice said.

“Hmph,” came the woman’s voice.

“There’s some light. Maybe if we followed it, we can find out where the land came from,” the second man’s voice suggested.

“Of course. Why didn’t I think of that?” the first man’s voice asked.

“Because you’re drunk most of the time!” the female voice answered.

“Elizabeth, that was another rhetorical question,” the second man’s voice said. The council members all looked at each other, not knowing what to expect. Then, 3 figures appeared as the fog disappeared.

“Um……Will? Where are we?” Elizabeth asked.

“I do not know,” Will answered and looked around.

“Hey, you,” Jack said and pointed at Elrond. “Where the bloody hell are we?”

“You are in Middle Earth,” Elrond answered, not liking how he was been spoken to.

“Where?” Jack asked again. Before anything else could be done, more fog appeared.

“Not again,” Elrond said exasperatedly.

“Come on, Ron,” a young boy’s voice said.

“Are there any spiders?” came a second boy’s voice.

“Don’t be stupid, Ron,” said a young girl’s voice.

The fog cleared and three teenagers, with their wands drawn, were standing in a circle, looking around confused.

“Where are we?” Hermione asked.

“You are in Rivendell, in the middle of my council!” Elrond bellowed.

“Riven-who?” Jack asked confused.

“We’re coming too!” Merry and Pippin came running from their hiding places.

“Valar!” Elrond said, head in his hands.

“Coming where?” Ron asked nervously.

“Yeah, Pip. Where are we coming?” Merry asked confused.

“Well, when you said ‘It’s time’, I thought you meant ‘It’s time to join Frodo’,” Pippin answered just as confused.

“I meant it was cookie time, you twit!” Merry said.

“Well, you didn’t specify,” Pippin said crossing his arms. “Who are all these people?”

“Just what I was going ask,” Elrond said, now in a bad mood.

“I’m Will Turner. This is Elizabeth Swann and Jack Sparrow,” Will said, pointing to Elizabeth and Jack in turn.

“Captain Jack Sparrow!” Jack said indignantly.

“I’m Hermione Granger. This is Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley,” Hermione said in her most polite voice.

“What’s with the sticks?” Pippin asked, pointing at their wands.

“These are our wands. We use them to do magic,” Harry answered.

“If you don’t mind, I would like to carry on with my council!” Elrond shouted with rage.

“What about them?” Random Elf 24 asked, pointing at Merry and Pippin.

“They can stay,” Elrond said, massaging his temples.

“What about Sam?” Merry asked.

“He can stay too,” Elrond answered irritably.

“Hey, Sam! You’re invited to the council!” Pippin called.

A plump hobbit came running out from behind some bushes.

“Where are we sitting?” Sam asked.

“I don’t care. Just find somewhere to sit,” Elrond answered sulkily.

“Okay,” Sam said nervously.

The three Hobbits and the six “guests” all took a seat on the floor. The council continued with the occasional question. The Fellowship of the Ring was formed with the original nine.

“You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring,” Elrond said proudly, now in a better mood.

“Great!” Pippin said enthusiastically. “Where are we going?”

“You were at the council,” Merry said, shaking his head.

“And your point is?” Pippin asked.

“Never mind,” Merry said. “What about them?”

“Our 6 guests shall accompany you so they can find a way home,” Elrond replied.

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Alright. There’s chapter 1. Tell me what you think. Chapter 2 shall be up shortly. All following chapters are very funny and very random, so beware.

Fare thee well for the time being.