A/N: Hello everyone! Here's another fanfiction! This story is a LotR fanfic. Slight Mary Sue, so I know some of you guys are rolling your eyes now, but my OC is hopefully gonna be as bad-ass as your hearts desire. This is going to have lines and elements from the books and movies, so no copyright infringement intended. I really hope you guys can tell me what you think and I can add some different ideas that you guys have.

To all the younger readers, each chapter is gonna be rated. Later chapters are going to get fairly steamy and rated M with the Legolas/OC pairing!

Alright, enough of me, let's get on to the story!

Disclaimer: I own my OC and her plotline. Not the LotR.

Italics- Elvish

Prologue

"It all began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves; immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven, to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above all else desire power. For within these rings was bound the strength and the will to govern over each race. But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret, a master ring, to control all others. And into this ring he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One ring to rule them all. One by one, the free peoples of Middle Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of men and elves marched against the armies of Mordor, and on the very slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth. Victory was near, but the power of the ring could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the king, took up his father's sword. And Sauron, enemy of the free peoples of Middle-Earth, was defeated. The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the ring of power has a will of its own. It betrayed Isildur, to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, the ring ensnared a new bearer. The ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels under the Misty Mountains, and there it consumed him. The ring gave to Gollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind; and in the gloom of Gollum's cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumour grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear, and the Ring of Power perceived. Its time had now come. It abandoned Gollum. But then something happened that the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, of the Shire. For the time will soon come when hobbits will shape the fortunes of all..."

Galadriel's piercing eyes gazed at the two others seated around the stone table. Leaders of the various realms of Elvin-kind were present. Elrond of Imladris, Thranduil of Eryn Lasgalen, and Galadriel of Lothlorien.

Elrond stood, his hands flat on the table as he bowed his head and sighed. His long raven locks were pulled back by the elegant silver circlet on his brow, two braids coming down to frame his face. "The race of elves is beginning to hear the call to the shores. You know this."

Galadriel sat in the high-backed chair at the head of the table. Her flowing golden curls were restrained by an intricate golden circlet, showing her regal status. "All must come to an end, my friend."

The lord of Eryn Lasgalen breathed out loudly. "What will the men do when we are gone? They cannot turn to the dwarves-" The blonde lord sneered.

The she-elf raised a graceful hand, interrupting his line of thought. "If we are to destroy Sauron's evil, we must put aside our old prejudices. The times are changing-"

Thranduil slammed an angry fist down on the table. His silver crown of branches and golden leaves towered on his silky blonde head. "We must act now!"

Elrond stroked his jaw in concentration. "I agree, but we must be cunning in the moves we choose to make."

"What are you saying?" Frustration filled the blonde elf's lilting tones.

The ruler of Lothlorien smiled patiently. "It is time to bring forth the Savior."

Thranduil scoffed indignantly. "This is not the time for talk of children's tales! Are you insinuating that a ghost can save Middle Earth? He is dead! We scattered the ashes across middle earth."

"Quiet! We require a champion. And a champion we will have." Galadriel seemed unfazed at the anger in Thranduil.

He hissed through gritted teeth, "How will the dead aid in this quest? We need warriors, Galadriel. Not a spirit!"

Elrond looked up, his eyes meeting Galadriel's. "You can't mean..."

"I do."

"But she is just a girl!" Elrond cried.

"She has been trained in the art of war. His blood flows through her veins."

Thranduil looked between them. "The Savior has an heir?"

Galadriel closed her eyes and leaned back in the ornately carved marble chaise. "Yes. She is young, but this is what she was destined for. As were you to lead your people and Elrond to lead his. Since birth, this has been her fate."

"Well, where is this woman?"

"The stories say that she was taken to safety after her parents were slain by Sauron's followers."

The she-elf rose from the table. Her gold hair flowed around her, mirroring the movement of her white garments. She could vaguely hear the footsteps of her friends behind her as she glided down the marble steps towards the mirror. The water rippled in a peaceful breeze. Galadriel reached for her ring of power. She eased the jewel off her finger and raised it above the mirror. Galadriel could see the eyes of her fellow leaders grow wide. She was about to release her power locate the heir.

Galadriel dropped her ring into the glass pool. The wind raged through the forest and whipped her hair around her. The ring disappeared within the water.

The wait for the Saviour had just begun.

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