A/N: Hey guys, Giselle here! Wow, it's been so long since I've written something on here, even though this is my first story on this account! So, this is a story line that has been in my head for a really long time, and though there have been a huge amount of changes between the ideas, I really like the idea of this. I'll try to make sure that my character isn't a Mary-Sue, but please feel free to tell me if she is becoming or is one! Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story!
Addonexus:
An Addonexus is a creature of lore that is originally human (in this story, a hobbit) at birth, but if born on the day of a solar eclipse and when the Halley's Comet is in the sky they become gifted with abilities after they exit the womb. They have a substance that is infused with their blood that hold magical properties. Addonexus' are able to control pure energy, which also allows them to control the elements if they master them. Addonexus is most easily able to master the elements of light and shadow. Addonexus' also have the ability to use the blood substance to control their bones and use them as weapons. Being able to have their bones penetrate their skin at various locations including the elbow, hand, base of neck, back, forearm, knee and calf. They also have the innate ability to see people's natural aura and with this, they can stop the person from using their natural element. They can lock on and determine their emotions and can heal a person's physical wounds.
Most people who become Addonexus' do not find out and do not experience any unusual physical aspects until they reach the age of about 12 or 13. At that age they begin to feel their bones move under their body, begin to see spiritual auras, etc.
Addonexus' do not age normally like people do; however they do age. They age about 3 times slower than normal humans do, so if the actual age of one was 45, they would look 15. As an Addonexus gets older the difference becomes much smaller but sometimes poses a problem in one's early life, because the parents of a Addonexus may wonder what is going on with their child. They are also hard to physically hurt because they can heal themselves surprisingly fast.
They are only capable of living 75 years at the most because since they are born when the Halley's Comet is in the sky, and they will die on the day the Halley's Comet comes again in their lifetime, which is always 75 or 76 years apart. When that second comet appears it might be the birth of another Addonexus.
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"The Greenwood is sick, Gandalf. A darkness has fallen over it – nothing grows anymore; at least, nothing good. The air is full of decay, but worst are the webs."
"Webs? What do you mean?"
"Spiders, Gandalf - giant ones. Some kind of spawn of Ungoliant, or I am not a Wizard. I followed their trail," Radagast the Brown shuddered, stepping closer to the Grey Wizard. "They came from Dol Guldur."
"Dol Guldur? But the old fortress is abandoned!" the shock and disbelief was clear in Gandalf's tone. Shaking his head, Radagast proceeded to tell his tale of his discovery in Dol Guldur, about the spirit of a king attacked him, and how the dark shadow that loomed before him took form of a man, and spoke to him in a dark language.
The Necromancer had come.
Fear coursed its way through Bilbo. Though he had only heard tales of such a terrible creature, they were designed to keep babes in line; he never imagined they could be true! At this realisation his blood ran cold. Shaking slightly, he turned his attention to the other dwarves in the company, wondering just how he had gotten himself into this mess, when a sudden howl pierced the air.
"Was that a wolf? Are there – are there wolves out there?" Bilbo asked shocked, looking at the dwarves.
"Wolves? No, that is not a wolf." Bofur replied, his eyes narrowing.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a large, ferocious Warg burst from behind a rock face, startling each within the company. Before any could even draw their weapons, an arrow shot through the air, killing the Warg instantly. A second arrow followed, with surprising power and speed. A dull thud was heard, and another Warg had fallen, its blood oozing out of the head wound. By this time the company had drawn their weapons and stood in close formation circling the small clearing.
"There is only one person I know who shoots like this," Gandalf murmured, yanking out an arrow. "The question is, where is she?"
"She? What do you mean, she?" Thorin demanded, turning his attention to the wizard. Before he could answer the leader's question, the thundering of hooves was heard.
"What on earth are you still doing here? There's an Orc pack not far behind, only about a league away, if that, judging by those Warg-Scouts!" a feminine voice asked, drawing the attention of the company.
Sitting upon a beast of a horse was a small tanned female, donned in fitted beige breeches, boots, a dark brown hooded cape, a white tunic and blue vest. Masses of dark brown curls cascaded around her heart shaped face, falling into icy blue eyes that were filled with bewilderment and slight shock. Upon her wrist was a simple leather arm guard, in her hand a bow. A quiver of arrows was perched upon her waist, secured by a thin brown belt, along with a sword, the handle of which was a swirl of thin metal rods, light gold in colour. Around her slim thigh was a belt, containing what looked to be a few small daggers, only about 4 inches long. There was no doubt in the company's mind that this woman had more weapons upon her, all hidden to the naked eye.
"Farryn!" Bilbo cried in delight, his small face brightening momentarily.
"Ah, what a sight for sore eyes you are! What has it been, 10, maybe 12 years?" Gandalf smiled, straightening up to his full height to greet the mysterious woman.
"Something like that. Look, you need to leave – it won't be long before you have an Orc pack on your tails, and let me tell you, they are thirsting for blood today. Almost shot me down twice before I reached you!"
Shock finally registered upon Gandalf's face as he turned to Thorin.
"Who did you tell about your quest beyond your kin?"
"No one," Thorin replied, looking at Gandalf in shock.
"Who did you tell?!" the wizard demanded, causing the dwarf to take a step back.
"No one, I swear! What in Durin's name is going on?"
"You're being hunted," came Farryn's short reply, wide eyes scanning the area cautiously. Eyeing her suspiciously, Thorin said nothing.
"We have got to get out of here!" Dwalin cried, looking around for the ponies they rode in on.
"We can't; we've got no ponies! They've bolted!" Ori's shout sent a crushing realism flooding through the group as their predicament was realised.
That's when Radagast's quiet but determined voice cut through the fearful babble of the company.
"I'll draw them off; Farryn, I'm going to need your help for this,"
"Naturally," the petite woman smiled, flashing small white teeth. "You lead them off, I shoot 'em down?"
"Aye, my girl,"
A look of worry and apprehension flashed through the company; surely this batty wizard and woman couldn't fend off a pack of fully grown Orcs, plus their Wargs!
"These are Gundabad Wargs; they will outrun you!" Gandalf stated, stepping slightly towards the two.
"What, outrun Rhosgobel Rabbits and this big brute?" Farryn laughed, shaking her head and motioning to her horse.
"I'd like to see them try," Radagast smirked, motioning for Farryn to get ready to move.
Sending her a pleading look, Gandalf started to protest, along with a few of the other dwarves, when Farryn's horse gave a loud whinny, rearing up slightly in eagerness. Giggling slightly at the dwarves' reaction of jumping back in fright, Farryn grabbed hold of the reins, nodding to Radagast who began to lead the way.
"Farryn, please be careful – I do still need you alive for this quest," the grey wizard murmured, placing a hand atop the midnight horse's mane.
"Oh Gandalf, you don't have to worry about me! I'm always careful," Farryn laughed. "Now, out of the way please laddies; YA!"
Sharply squeezing her legs, her horse neighed and galloped off, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake, as well as several sharp yelps as the horse sped by them. Watching her dart off, Gandalf urged the company forward, looking behind him every so often and counting the dwarves as they passed. As they neared the edge of the forest, they heard Radagast's jabs at the Orcs, and the sharp twang of a bow string being released.
"Come on!" shouted Gandalf, leading the way across the rocky terrain before them. Behind them, the company could hear the cries of pain from the Orcs and Wargs as they either fell from the chase with Radagast, or to the arrows of Farryn. As they started to enter the open terrain, Gandalf and Thorin urged the company to keep going.
"Stay together."
"Move!"
Hearing Farryn laugh suddenly, Gandalf turned to see Radagast duck underneath an overhanging projection of rocks, causing the Warg and rider behind him to crash. Stopping momentarily to ensure they had not been seen, Thorin grabbed the back of Ori's coat with a cry as the younger dwarf ran beyond the rock. Urging them forward, Gandalf stopped to let them continue.
"Where are you leading us?" Thorin asked darkly, highly suspicious of the wizard in question. He got no answer.
Following behind the running company, Thorin caught up and stopped them behind the outcropping of a rock, for they could hear the sniffing of a Warg atop said rock. Realising one of the scouts had stopped, Thorin motioned for Kili to shoot the beast, but before he had the chance to even draw an arrow, heavy clomping footfalls drew near swiftly. As the company looked up, they saw the underbelly of Farryn's horse as it jumped over the jutting rock. On the way over, Farryn released an arrow into the Warg's eye, causing a cry of pain to escape its throat. As she landed, another arrow was delivered, this time to the Orc. When the scout and rider fell, Farryn let out a whoop of joy, as the dwarves set out killing the beasts.
Unfortunately, they had been heard, the cries and shrieks of pain coming from the Orc and Warg alerting the Orcs that something was wrong. Abandoning the chase, the pack began to close in on the company's location.
"Move! Run!" Gandalf shouted.
As the company began to run as fast as they could across the grassy plain, they heard the sounds of the Orc pack getting closer and closer. Farryn jumped off of her horse, giving it a slap on the back to get it galloping out of the potential battlefield. Catching up to the weary dwarves, she heard one of them point out the location of the pack.
"This way! Quickly!" Gandalf cried.
Sprinting as fast as they could, they soon realised that Wargs and scouts were on every side of them; there was no escape.
"There's more coming!" Kili shouted, his voice carrying across to Thorin.
"Kili! Shoot them!" Thorin ordered, drawing his sword from it's sheath.
"We're surrounded!"
At this outburst, both Kili and Farryn began shooting at the pack, seeming to never miss their mark. Catching each other's eyes, they nodded in recognition of each other and appeared to team up – Kili took the ones on the left, Farryn had the ones on the right.
"Where is Gandalf?!" Kili roared, catching the attention of Farryn.
"He's right – not there," she began to point out before realising the old wizard had vanished from sight.
"He has abandoned us!" came the furious remark from Dwalin. Before Farryn could dispute that claim, she was cut off by Thorin shouting at the company to stand their ground. As the pack closed in further, everyone was sure that this day would be their last.
"This way, you fools!" Gandalf's voice suddenly reappeared, his head popping up from a crack in the rocks behind them.
"Come on, move! Quickly, all of you! Go, go, go!" Thorin ordered, urging everyone to enter the crack. Within what seemed to be a second, Kili and Farryn were the only ones left in the clearing, each killing as many Orcs and Wargs as they could.
"Kili! RUN!"
Hearing the young dwarf's name being roared, the two archers spared a look at each other before sprinting as fast as they could towards the crack. Ushering Kili and Thorin in first, Farryn fired one last arrow at the pack as she jumped into the crack, dust coating her body as she tumbled down the shaft. Just as she was scrambling up, a loud horn was sounded, and the thwack of weapons striking occurred.
Without warning, an orc fell into the cave, a long arrow protruding from its neck. Snatching it up, Thorin looked murderously at the wizard.
"Elves."
" I cannot see where the pathway leads. Do we follow it or no?" Dwalin called from the back of the cave, where a stony passage was located.
"Follow it, of course!" Bofur rolled his eyes slightly, rushing to meet with the tattooed dwarf in front of him. From behind her, Farryn heard Gandalf mutter that it would be wise to follow it. Noticing Bilbo looking up at the wizard in disbelief, Farryn made her way over to the Halfling.
"Hi,"
Looking at her in slight surprise, Bilbo murmured a hello back. Smiling slightly, the two walked along in a comfortable silence before one of them spoke again.
"So, I hear you're the company's 'burglar'," Farryn said softly, glancing down at the small hobbit.
"No thanks to Gandalf; I have no idea what I'm going to do when it comes to actually stealing something," the small hobbit smiled, eyes suddenly bright with tears. "I cannot actually believe you're here; I thought I'd never see you again."
"Hey, no tears, little one! I promised we'd meet again, didn't I? Besides, who else is going to keep you company on this quest you've embarked on, no thanks to Gandalf?"
"Well, it's not as if I've done it an abundance of times, my dear Farryn. Only once or twice," Gandalf stated from behind them, a small smile gracing his lips.
"Once or twice my arse," came the muttered reply from the short female. Gandalf let out a booming laugh that echoed through the twisting passage, catching the focus of the dwarves in front of them.
As they finally exited the narrow crack, the blinding light from the city ahead stunned them all to silence.
"The Valley of Imraldis. In the Common Tongue, it's known by another name." Gandalf proclaimed as he walked into the brilliant sunshine.
"Rivendell." Bilbo breathed, eyes shining in the bright sunlight.
So, here it is! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Arrowstone! Tune in next Sunday for the next chapter (hopefully)! Feel free to leave reviews/favourites/follows, and I hope you have a lovely, lovely week!
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