"Move your feet!" a red headed woman yelled to her companion as she swung her sword at her. The brunette dodged just in time and hissed.
"You jerk! It's like you're really trying to kill me!"
The other woman looked at the brunette with a blank stare. "It's not my fault that you choose a bow to be your weapon."
"We'll see about that. I can still use a sword you know. I was taught it. I just like the bow better that's all." The brunette said.
"Yeah, let's see those skills then," The other girl said. The brunette ran into the next room and quickly came back with a borrowed elvish sword.
"Bring it, Fenrir"
A smirk slid acrossed Fenrir's face as she ran at her friend. She blocked but Fenrir quickly returned with a hard blow that set the brunette of balance.
"Come now Arie, lets have some fun."
Arie groaned. "Woman, whenever you say that, someone gets hurt."
"Oh, I wont hurt you... much" She sliced at Arie, but Arie blocked again. Fenrir continued to the left side of Arie, missing. Arie smiled but it didn't last, Fenrir spun down and knocked out her legs. Arie fell to the ground.
"Ouch. That wasn't fair."
Fenrir replied, "War isn't fair." She swung her sword down and Arie did a reverse somersault out of the way. She jumped up and slashed back and forth with Fenrir.
Fenrir then distracted Arie by pointing out something behind her, then she flipped over her and pinned her to the ground.
"Cheater!" Arie cried.
"Not my fault." The sound of numerous voices entering Rivendell was heard. While helping Arie up, Fenrir said, "What's going to happen now?"
"Didn't Arwen bring a hobbit here not too long ago?" Arie asked.
"I think so. Want to go check it out?" The two women made their way to the entrance to see three more hobbits and a man.
"What are more of those little things doing here?" Arie said while squinting to get a better view of the group.
"They've probably come for the first little hobbit. And the man looks familiar, doesn't he?" Fenrir asked.
"Yes, wait I think that's Estel." said Arie. They both leaned closer over the rails. "Arwen is always talking about him." Arie pulled on Fenrir's arm. "Come on. Let's get the scoop." The two women walked casually (on the outside), but on the inside they were hyper-aware of their surroundings as they got closer to the new arrivals. They made sure to stay far enough away as not to be noticed. The arrivals were greeted by Elrond and quickly brought farther into Rivendell. The guys entered into Elrond's study, Elrond entering last, with a quick glance behind him.
"Is it just me or was he looking straight at us." Fenrir whispered.
"Damn, I thought we were doing good. I wonder why he's keeping this quiet from us?" Arie thought out loud with a frustrated look. She side glanced her companion. "He must have saw your armor. Woman, we are trying to relax here and you are still wearing that." Fenrir sighed at her friend and leaned against a tree.
"I sense an evil presence near by."
"Don't change the subject. But now that you mention it, I feel it too," Arie said while looking at the majestic building.
"Yeah, let's get back. We should relax. Maybe have some caramel tea. It's my favorite."
Arie rolled her eyes. "I guess you're right. I am getting a bit of the rumblies."
They ceased their hidden stances and returned slowly to their room. As soon as they arrived, Arie jumped on the pile of plump pillows on her bed. "Ah, now this is relaxation." She laid back, her arms outstretched behind her head.
"Look on the table. It never stops to amaze me." Fenrir picked up a large silver glass of piping hot tea. There was a small tray of elvish delights also upon the table.
They both began to relax, Fenrir sipping her tea and unbuckling her armor. Arie was on the verge of falling asleep, but was pulled back from the brink by the door opening. It was Arwen, and in her arms was a pile of clothes. She smiled at the two and set the clothes on the top of the dresser.
"What are those for?" Fenrir questioned.
"Father said that I should bring you more clean clothes," Arwen replied.
"By clean clothes she means dresses," Arie said while sitting up.
"Urrrggg. My worst enemy," seethed Fenrir. Arwen just let out her musical laughter.
"They don't have to be. It will look beautiful on you," with that she left the room.
"Wait why do we have to wear these anyways!" Arie yelled out the door. Arwen popped back in.
"As you probably know already, we have some guests." She left again.
"Well that's no help." Arie huffed. They both looked at the dresses, Fenrir cautiously lifted one up. "Well I want this one." Arie grabbed the one Fenrir had. It was a snow white gown with a large green sash across it.
"I'll just go in my armor," Fenrir said, but Arie glared at her.
"No, if I have to suffer, so do you," she picked up the second dress, but tossed it onto the bed and looked at the third one. "Here." The dress was a white and red.
"I don't know, it looks a little tight."
Arie raised a brow at Fenrir. "Tight? Coming from someone who wears a body suit all the time. Now comes the real battle Fenrir. Time to put them on."
"I don't want to" Fenrir grumbled.
"Oh don't be a baby. I'll help you get started." Arie set her dress down and took Fenrir's. She unlaced the back and handed it back to Fenrir.
"Thanks for doing the easy part." Fenrir said sarcastically.
"No problem." Arie left for the bathroom to change. "You better have all your armor off before I get back," she said with a glare.
Arie exited the room and found Fenrir gone. She angrily stomped her foot before spotting her out on their balcony. She walked over and saw what she was looking at. It was Estel and Elrond.
"Why the sudden interest in Estel?" Arie said with raised brows.
"Not him you fool. Elrond is plotting something. Probably some way to get rid of us." Fenrir said with a scowl.
"Mhmm." She looked at the two men, then to Fenrir. "Come on woman, time for your fitting." Fenrir gripped the balcony while Arie pulled her arm.
"You can't make me."
"Yes I can."
Arie gripped her arm and pulled, but Fenrir attached herself to the balcony railing. Arie pulled harder. "Come on," she said with a grunt.
Fenrir's grip slipped. "Noooooooo!" she shouted as they headed to her doom.
As they disappeared, Estel and Elrond paused their conversation.
"What was that?" Estel asked. Elrond shook his head.
"The end of me."
After finally getting Fenrir into the dress, an elf appeared to tell them that dinner was ready. They followed the elf to the dining hall and took their usual spots. They noticed a group of men, dwarfs, the hobbits and fair haired elves from Mirkwood. The hobbits were happily eating the food placed in front of them while all the groups seemed to keep to themselves. Arie nudged Fenrir to point out Estel who sat by Arwen and Elrond.
"That's good for them. I'm actually getting rather full. I should not have eaten those sweets," she let out a slight moan as she patted her stomach. Arie sighed at her friends inability to resist sweets. Arie forced her to stay until she was finished. Others finished and they left. As soon as they left the hall, Fenrir grabbed the front of the dress and started to run.
"Wait! " Fenrir stopped and twirled around, raising a brow at Arie.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"Arie asked.
"Isn't it obvious? I want out of this thing," with that she took off again.
"Wait!" Arie cried again, but tripped over the helm of the dress. As she rubbed her sore knee a hand appeared in front of her face. She looked up to see one of the fair haired elves.
"Are you alright my lady?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Arie said as she took his hand and he hoisted her up.
"Thank you." He smiled kindly at her.
"I am Legolas of Mirkwood," he said.
"I'm Arie... Daughter of Metlan," she heard a light snicker and saw a little bit of red hiding around the corner. "It was nice to meet you, but I have to get going now."
He took her hand and gave it a kiss. "It was a pleasure to meet you too, my lady." With that said Arie quickly walked back to her room where she found Fenrir already strapping her armor back on.
"Hey want to go train?" Fenrir asked.
"You-you! Train? Is that all you can think about!" She angrily shook her fist then walked into the bathroom, slamming the door.
"What bit her?" Fenrir asked no one. Yelling and crashes came from inside the room. A knock came from the door. Fenrir walked over and opened the door to find one of the fair haired elves standing there.
"Is this Lady Arie's room?"
"Yeah." Lady? A smirk slid across Fenrir's lips.
"Oh, can you give her this, she must have dropped it," he held out a bracelet. Fenrir took it and tossed it on the bed before existing the room.
"Hey you're an elf who looks good with a bow, why don't you come help me train. I'm more of a sword fighter, but I need to keep my bow skills in check," she smirked as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder and led him to the training area.
Arie took a deep breath and exited the bathroom in her normal attire. Fenrir was nowhere to be found, but her missing bracelet had found it's way onto her bed. On Fenrir's bed was a note that said she was going to practice with her bow. Arie let out a sigh as she plopped down onto her bed. She was tired.
"Stay still," Fenrir said as she pulled back her bow's string and released another arrow into the apple on Legolas's head.
"Umm... Where did you learn this training style?"
Fenrir looked confused as she lowered her bow. "Not quite sure. Arie never wants to practice like this. But it's so fun," before she could reload her bow something caught her eye. It was Arwen, and she seemed upset. "Arwen," she turned at the sound of her name and saw Fenrir and Legolas looking at her worriedly. "Is everything alright?" She nodded, holding back a sniffle.
"Yes, I'm fine. Good night Fenrir, good night Legolas," She departed.
"Hmm, well training partner, it's getting late. I'll see you later," Fenrir waved good bye to Legolas, who seemed a little too happy that she was leaving. Returning to her room she found Arie asleep. She shrugged as she undid her armor and crawled into bed. What will tomorrow bring?
"Come on. Hoist me up."
"Hold your horses." A hand appeared over the edge of the stone roof. Fenrir grabbed her hand and she was suddenly lifted in the air. "They're all gathered on the other side. It looks like a council meeting." Arie told Fenrir when she was fully on the roof. Silently, they scrambled up the delicate roof tiles and found a crevice to glance over at the peek of the roof. There was a group of dwarves, elves, and humans sitting around in a circle.
"It seems it has already begun. Look, there's the wizard Gandalf the Grey, and the hobbit, Frodo, I think his name was." Arie pointed out.
"And there's where my training buddy ran off to." Fenrir said.
"What do you mean, train-"
"Shhh! A dwarf is getting up." Fenrir cut her off as the meeting stirred up below. The dwarf swung his axe at something in the middle of a stand at the center of the council.
"Holy elf socks, Fenrir! Did you see that? Whatever's on there broke his axe to smithereens." Arie whispered excitedly.
"Yeah, but don't you feel it? It's the ring. It's evil." Fenrir said with a worried glance at Arie. They stared at the ring, feeling its power emanating off of it. They barely noticed the chaos that swiftly overtook the meeting as men, dwarves, and elves fought in a yelling match. Arie turned her head slightly. She heard a small voice say something but it was too quiet. She strained her ears while looking at the curly-haired hobbit. He was standing, slowing making his way to the arguing people. As he spoke louder, both Arie and Fenrir, as well as the larger group, heard him this time.
"I will take it. I will take the ring to Mordor. Although I do not know the way." The group became silent. Gandalf spoke quietly to him, agreeing to help. Then others began to follow suit, stepping forward and dedicating to go with Frodo for his protection. And one after the other, the rest of the hobbits in Rivendell appeared, one from the bushes and two from behind the pillars of the building the girls were on, to join the rest.
"Why would they want to do that? Mordor is creepy." Arie whispered.
"I dunno. But they're all crazy."
"High-five to that one!" Arie shifted toward Fenrir to smack hands, but her balance changed to quickly and her body slid forward. Fenrir threw out her hand to Arie but the gap widened too fast. Arie picked up speed down the roof toward the meeting. "In..com...ing!" She yelled as she reached the roof's lip and was airborne. Arie landed almost gracefully, but on her knees. She badly wanted to wince but she held it in.
"Arie, how nice of you to join us. I thought you'd be around here." Elrond said, helping her to her feet in front of the stunned folk. Probably because of seeing a woman on the roof and a woman falling from that roof. "And where is Fenrir?" Elrond looked at the place where Arie came from. At the top of the roof you couldn't see anyone, but there was the faint glinting of metal against the sunlight. Arie laughed.
"Come out, Fenrir." At her command, Fenrir popped out and she made her way down. She jumped without hesitation and landed lightly next to Arie.
"If I do say so myself, that looked much better of a landing than yours." She snickered, playfully jabbing her elbow into Arie's side.
"And you're armor's going to get you, or worse, me, killed someday." Arie returned. They looked around and noticed a small group had formed at the far side of the council. There were nine of them; some they recognized from the dinner the night before.
Elrond saw them looking and spoke, "You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."
"Mm. A nice bunch. Ok, thanks for the show. We'll be going now," said Fenrir.
"Oh yes. You'll being going. You and Arie are also part of the Fellowship." Elrond smiled slightly.
"What?" Arie said at the same time as "I knew it!" came from Fenrir. They looked at each other, glanced at everyone staring, and back to each other.
"I knew he was trying to get rid of us." Fenrir mouthed. Arie nodded. They again glanced at the group called the Fellowship. They were all different. And they all had no idea what they were getting into. Even so, Fenrir and Arie gave in. The thought of a coming adventure overpowering relaxation. They went to stand on either side of the men.
"Great! Where are we going?"
Okay. So this is just an updated version. Not much has changed except for grammar issues and sentence placement. Maybe I'll get the motivation to continue, seeing as I just got done watching the Hobbit. Amazing!