Hey guys. So I know I said I would start on the story that you guys voted on. And I will after my other story is finished. But this idea has just been pestering me lately, and I really wanted to write it out and see what you guys thought of it.
It's a Lord of the Rings crossover. But there will be no Lord of the Rings characters. It will be all Twilight characters and characters that I make up. You don't have to have seen or read the books of Lord of the Rings, as I will change a lot of things. Though it would help to at least have a little bit of knowledge on them. The only thing that I am taking from Lord of the Rings is the basic plot, some of the things that happen (though will change them a bit) and the setting. I will try to explain some phrases at the bottom of the page.
This is merely an introduction. None of the major characters are directly involved in this chapter; I might post another chapter just to show you the plot of the story a little better. It is pretty much the same as the introduction to Fellowship of the Ring so all credit goes to Phillipa Boyens, Peter Jackson and Fran Walsh for writing it.
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Illya tanya malda si il tinta
Il illya ron ya rana ier wanwa
I' iant tanya beleg si il lanta
Tumba orns ier il ed' na I' pinquelek
Tuulo I' asto naur tulieaed
Kalian tuulo I' duath ehtele
Echannen hyanda tanya rusva
I' quenliya au' aran
(A/N. Can anyone tell me what that is? If you can you are my new hero.)
The world is constantly changing; I see the trees and hills change they turn from peaceful and bright villages to dark mountains and evil towers. I hear the sounds of the creatures change from the beautiful chirping of the birds to the wails of evil demons come from the deep places of the world. I feel the evil that threatens to devour us all as it tried to once, so long ago.
It all began with the forging of the Great Rings.
Three were gifted to the Elves, immortal wisest and fairest of all beings.
Seven, to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsmen of mountain hall.
And nine. Nine Rings were given to the race of Men, who above all else desire power.
For within these Rings was the strength and power to govern each race.
But they were all of them deceived. For though they believed themselves to be the masters of their Rings of Power when really, another was controlling both the Rings and their masters.
In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom the dark lord Calean forged, in secret, a master ring, one to control all others. And into this ring, he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life.
One by one, the free lands of middle earth fell to the power of the ring.
But there was some...who resisted.
A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the Armies of Mordor and fought for the freedom of Middle Earth.
The King of Numeanor, Kaolaan, lead the Men through the mass of demons, every man stayed in perfect order, though the creatures screamed and wailed at them constantly.
Gil-galad, King of Noldor, lead his army of elves in the battle, all of them strong, beautiful and skilled.
Eventually the Last Alliance had the upper hand, victory was near!
But the power of the Ring could not be undone.
Calean made his way to the Alliance, his stride sure and confident. All stopped their individual battles to watch him in silent fear. He stood meters higher than them all, clad in black, charred, spiked armour.
Kaolaan, in a last attempt to defeat him ran forward on his own. Several of his most loyal men instantly followed him.
It was a brave attempt, but in vain nonetheless.
With a single sweep of his colossal spiked mace all the men were swept aside, as if they were nothing but ash, and were thrown into the mountain side.
It was within this moment, when all hope had faded when Kadeem, son of the King, dashed to his father's lifeless body. Calean turned about, ready to strike him down in a moment's notice.
Kadeem looked into the face of Calean, fear and anguish in his eyes over the loss of his father.
Calean strode forward, intent on murder, he reached out to take Kadeem by the throat. But Kadeem took the hilt of his father's sword. The great sword, named Aideen, had been shattered when Kaolaan hit the side of the mountain. Though still left, attached to the hilt, was a sharp piece of the sword, nearly 30 inches long. He swung it with all the strength he had left in his body.
Calean's hand, still reaching towards Kadeem, was cut off easily with his mighty swing.
Calean lurched back and let out an animalistic cry, for the hand that had been cut off bore the Ring.
Calean had bound himself to the Ring using his blood, and because the Ring had been taken from him his body was destroyed. When he was killed, his evil power let out a mighty sound wave as it was destroyed, killing all of his minions that were left alive. But the men and elves were left unharmed by it.
The Ring passed to Kadeem, who was given one chance to destroy all evil. But the hearts of men are easily corrupted, and the Ring of Power has a will of its own. It betrayed Kadeem, to his death.
Kadeem had wished to take the Ring back to his home, and use it for good. But on the journey there, they were ambushed by orcs. Kadeem, desperate to live, put the Ring on and used its power to disappear.
Kadeem ran from the battle, and jumped into the great river Anduin. But as he was fleeing, the Ring slipped from his finger, he became visible to the Orcs, and they shot him with three arrows.
The Ring drifted to the bottom of the great river and was lost.
History became legend, and legend became myth, and some things that should not have been forgotten were lost.
For two and a half thousand years the Ring fell out of all knowledge, but when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer.
The Ring came to the creature Gollum, who was utterly consumed by it. He took it and hid himself with it deep in the Misty Mountains. The Ring brought to Gollum unnatural long life. And for five hundred years it poisoned his mind.
Many years passed, filled with peace, the people of the world blissfully unaware of the presence of the Ring and the Dark Lord that was slowly building his spirit back up.
Soon, shadows crept back into the forests of the world. Rumour had grown of a shadow in the east, whispers of a nameless fear, and the Ring perceived, its time had now come.
It abandoned Gollum, slipping from his hand and falling down a deep trench in the cave. Gollum tried to reach down into the trench but it was far too deep.
The Ring had fallen all the way to the bottom of the trench, and out of a crack in the bottom of it.
But something happened then, that the Ring did not intend.
It was picked up, by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A hobbit. Bilbo Baggins of the shire, he had been persuaded to go on an adventure with some of his acquaintances, and had noticed the Ring glittering on the ground, between some rocks.
After admiring the Ring for a long while, he started to hear the cries of Gollum echoing out of the mountain. Frightened, he slipped the Ring into his pocket and fled back to his home in the shire.
For sixty years the Ring prolonged Bilbo's life, slowly taking over his mind in exchange. But things are about to become much different. The world and the people in it have come to a crossroads, either we will all be destroyed, or the smallest of us all will prove their great worth and save us.
For thousands of years the world has been ruled and controlled by men. Among those men there were always Kings, chosen for their strength, intelligence, and power.
But what would happen, if the power was taken away from the strong, intelligent men and given to the weakest and smallest of us all? Would we still survive?
Please review, it took me like 6 years to write this (I'm exaggerating, but it was a long time.) I might write a second chapter to actually show the beginning of the story, this is just an introduction, to set up the plot and explain things a bit. So basically a filler, but a very necessary one.
The Poem at the top: My favourite poem by J.R.R Tolkien (the author of these books) translated into elvish. Believe me, you have no idea how hard it was to do that, I spent like 10 hours sitting at my computer trying to figure it out, and still a lot of it isn't right.
Orcs: Evil creatures. They look similar to goblins.
Elves: The first beings placed on middle earth by the gods. They are immortal, and very wise. Also they do not sleep but instead have waking dreams. Some elves have powers of healing or powers of foresight. *IMPORTANT* (By the way, if you don't know Lord of the Rings, elves are not like vampires, they are kind of similar but they are not the same. They are more like Renesmee I suppose.)
Dwarf Lords: Kings among dwarves that were given seven of the Rings of power.
Calean: (Kah-lee- on) Creator of the Ring. He could control all the other great Rings. He was killed in the second age, but was then partially resurrected in the third age. He hopes to get the Ring back and destroy middle earth.
Numeanor: (New-men-or) A city that was ruined. Kaolaan escaped the city with some of the men before it was destroyed. They came to middle earth and started the countries of Gondor and Arnor. *IMPORTANT*
Gil-galad: An elf. The King of Noldor during the battle of the Last Alliance. He was killed during the battle.
Hilt (If you don't know swords): Thehandle of the sword.
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