Hobbitnapped

Title: Hobbitnapped
Rated: R
Author: Niphrandl
Archive: Please ask first.
Summary: Frodo and his friends have returned to the Shire after the War of the Ring and chased off all the ruffians. Or have they? Someone wants revenge.
Warning: Non con, beating, h/c
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that appear in this story. They are owned by the Tolkien Estate. I make no money nor do I receive any public recognition for writing this. It is simply my little piece of Fan Fiction.

Hobbitnapped

Chapter 1

The dark figure sat just beyond the tree line muttering to himself. "Just look at them. All happy and what not!" He was watching four hobbits walking down the lane. They were blissfully unaware of the menacing figure watching them. "So Sam, where are you going to begin?" Frodo asked. "I don't rightly know Frodo. Maybe I will start restoring Bag End first and work my way down the row." Sam replied. They passed the place where the dark figure was huddled. 'Thems the ones what did it to me!' he thought to himself. 'Had a good thing going till they came back. Gate bustin' little rats! I'll show 'em! No one messes with me and gets away with it!'. Bill Ferny grumbled to himself. He withdrew quietly into the forest. He had plans to make. The four hobbits went on their way discussing plans to restore Hobbiton.

Returning to the rundown shack he had found in the woods, Ferny set about collecting what he would need for his revenge. He had found some old chains and leather straps in a shed out back. "These will do nicely!" He said and carried them into the back room of the shack. There was an old iron frame bed there that Ferny thought was just about the right size. "The mattress don't look too comfy but I don't think the rat will be too worried about that!" He laughed aloud to the empty room.


Ferny took out his knife and cut a leather strap in half. He then pushed a nail through it and bent the nail double pushing it through the leather again. He then twisted the two ends of the nail together leaving a loop of metal in the leather. He then folded the leather strap until it was just the right size for a small bracelet. He cut a slit in the leather and pushed the metal loop through it. He then slid a length of chain through the loop and secured it to the corner post of the bed. He repeated this process three more times until he had similar devices on all four corners of the bed. He stood back and smiled at his handiwork. "Yeah that should hold him. Now which one should I take first!" Ferny walked into the main room of the shack and sat down heavily on a broken sofa. He picked up a bottle of whiskey that was sitting beside it and took a long drink. Then he started thinking. "That one with the horn! He was actin’ all high and mighty that night. Demanding that the gate be opened! I could show him a new use for that horn!" He took another drink from the bottle. Hum...or that other tall one. Pippin I think they called him. Pippin! What a stupid name! I would teach him about proper names! Show him just how dumb his parents were." He laughed aloud again. "That chubby one would sure give me some sport! Why I'd have a right fun time playing my game with him. I'd...." He stopped mid sentence. He narrowed his eyes and said "No, that skinny one with the dark hair! YEAH!!" He smiled and took another swig from the bottle. "They all seem to be protective of him. Like he's someone special. If I take him first the others will be too stricken to fight. Knowing I had killed their friend and all!" He took another drink and this time drained the bottle. He threw the bottle out the window and smiled as he heard it shatter against the hard ground. He lay down on the sofa, it was much more comfy than that bed. He had made up his mind. He would go after the one they called Frodo. He closed his eyes and fell into a dreamless drunken sleep.