I take down my previous story because I'm not satisfied with it. After I crack all the cells in my brain, I will give a second-go. I'm completely new to Lord of The Rings or any kind of it. I totally know that it's impossible for me to create flawless story, as I'm still a rookie. But I'll try my best to entertain my readers.
Thank you so much for your reviews. I'm not so good at language, especially Elvish language. Any feedback will be so helpful, so just say anything you want in review box.
I only own my OC. I write a story of my version. But the original story and characters all belonged to the rightful ones.
It 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 will to govern 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 his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all.
One by one, the Free Lands 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 slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-earth. That was not just a battle between Good and Evil, but also a battle between a kind.
Sauron had gained alliance from one Elf race. Related to the others, but vastly different. The Sky Elves, the only race of Elves who ruled the sky and the clouds. Their Golden Wings became Sauron's extended hands, and battle between Elves races could not be prevented. Fawnhir, The Lord of Sky Elves, had offered his soul, Wings and people to Sauron, but his own heart was still not reaching the darkness.
Fawnhir's life was spared by the Lord of Imladris, Elrond. The small kindness made the great change in Fawnhir's heart, and soon he wanted to go back to the light of Good. From battling their very distant relatives and Middle-earth army, Sky Elves turned their Wings against Sauron. But it was merely a small light fading in a blink of an eye. Sauron had given the Sky Elves their power, he had the ability to take it back. Enraged by their betrayal, Sauron wiped The Ruler of the Sky from existence. Sky Elves, were no more to be heard from that moment.
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.
"Sauron, the enemy of the Free Peoples of Middle-earth, was defeated," said one girl who was reading a book in the garden.
"But now, he is back," Arwen said, "How many times have you read that story, Arianna?"
Arwen approached the girl who was sitting on garden bench. Her young appearance didn't reveal that she was quite older than Arwen or other Elves. She had pointed ears, indicating she belonged to Elf races. But her silver-blue hair told that she was very different. Arianna smiled as Arwen walked and took a seat beside her.
"For the thousandth, I think," Arianna replied with a chuckle, "But not because I like the story of my race's doomsday."
"I narn pen min nad (The story is lacking one thing)," said Arwen.
"Tir (Right)," replied Arianna, "The story never changes. In any books, it always says, the Sky Elves were entirely wiped out. You know very well it is not true. Because there is one surviving Sky Elf, the only one."
Arianna closed the book with a sigh. Arwen tried to soothe her by placing her hand on the shoulder, but Arianna gently moved it away. The silver haired Elf gave a sad smile to her instead.
"You have done so much for me, Lady Arwen. To me, the descendant of traitors who currently lives in Rivendell," Arianna said sadly.
"You are no more stranger yet you still act like one. Not anymore, Arianna. My father knew it, and he still does," Arwen tried to reassure.
"Only him and you, the others are not like you," Arianna shook her head, "Even I suspect that your father doesn't want me to stay here any longer, as Sauron has awakened."
"Arianna, it's..." Arwen began.
But Arianna cut her by standing up, "How is that Hobbit doing? The one who was attacked by Nazgûl?"
"Frodo Baggins. He is doing fine. Father had done the job," Arwen said, "By the way, I heard that he wishes to see you."
Arianna said no more words, just bowed down to the Elf woman, and left the place. She had never been comfortable speaking with others, even including Arwen who was very nice to her. She stopped for a moment, to gaze the water and the sky. As an Elf, she could feel the growing evil force. But Arianna didn't feel she had anything with it. Having no other things to do, she headed to the place where she knew Elrond was there.
But as she was about to approach the study, she heard conversation. She recognised one voice to be Elrond's and another one was someone else.
"His strength returns," Elrond said.
"That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life," Gandalf commented.
"And yet to have come so far still bearing the Ring, the Hobbit has shown extraordinary resilience to its evil," replied Elrond.
"It is a burden he should never have had to bear," Gandalf said.
Arianna had known the story about the One Ring, and the thing was currently in Rivendell. She had never seen the Ring in her entire life.
"We can ask no more of Frodo," added Gandalf.
The thing about 'burden never have had to bear' made Arianna's stomach clenched in odd feeling.
"Gandalf, the enemy is moving. Sauron's forces are massing in the East. His Eye is fixed on Rivendell," Elrond said with stern tone, "And Saruman you tell me, has betrayed us. Our list of allies grows thin."
"His treachery runs deeper than you know. By foul craft Saruman has crossed Orcs with Goblin-men. He's breeding an army in the caverns of Isengard," said Gandalf. "An army that can move in sunlight and cover great distance at speed. Saruman is coming for the Ring."
"This evil cannot be concealed by the power of the Elves. We do not have the strength to fight both Mordor and Isengard," Elrond said, "Gandalf, the Ring cannot stay here."
Suddenly there were sounds of horses coming into the Rivendell. Arianna could tell that some strangers had entered the area. And it somehow made her felt very uneasy.
"This peril belongs to all Middle-earth. They must decide now on how to end it. The time of the Elves is over. My people are leaving these shores. Who will you look to when we've gone? The Dwarves?" Elrond asked sarcastically.
That sentence made Arianna gasped in shock a little bit.
"They hide in mountains seeking riches. They care not for the troubles of others," Elrond continued, "It is in Men that we must place our hope."
"Men? Men are weak. The race of Men is failing. The blood of Numenor is all but spent. Its pride and dignity forgotten. It is because of Men the Ring survives. I was there, Gandalf," Elrond said as he remembered it, "I was there 3000 years ago when Isildur took the Ring. I was there the day the strength of Men failed. I led Isildur into the heart of Mount Doom where the Ring was forged. It should have ended that day but evil was allowed to endure. Isildur kept the ring. The line of kings is broken. There is no strength left in the world of Men. They are scattered, divided, leaderless."
"There is one who could unite them," Gandalf responded.
"He turned from that path long time ago. He has chosen exile," Elrond said, "How long you are going to stand there, Arianna?"
Arianna was bit surprised that Elrond knew she was there. Slowly, she walked inside the room and bowed slightly to Gandalf.
"When I heard you are in middle of conversation, I dared not to interrupt," Arianna said politely, "What is it that you called me for?"
"We have special guest whom I like you to meet," said Elrond, "This is Gandalf the Wizard. Gandalf, this is Arianna. The last of Sky Elves."
Gandalf couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. He walked closer to Arianna but still kept comfortable distance.
"I have heard quite a story about yourself, young lady. It must be very hard for you," Gandalf said with sympathetic tone.
Gandalf's tone made the girl felt little bit ease. Never in her life she heard such comforting voice. Perhaps she would take liking to this Wizard.
"I have gotten used to it," Arianna briefly said, "Lord Elrond, the people who just came in here...?"
"The council is called for discussion," Elrond said, "I find it best if you go out and meet new people tomorrow."
"You know very well I don't like other people so much. Elves, and Dwarves," Arianna said.
"Don't like, or afraid of? You are one of the secrets cannot be held for long, Arianna. They will know it soon or later," responded Elrond, "This peril belongs to entire Middle-earth. Ground, ocean, and sky."
"Why do you think I will care?" Arianna said.
"The sky still has your Wings," Elrond finished.
The sun almost set in and the darkness of night began to spread. The Council members were settling in before the discussion on the next day. Arianna was restless, she was staring at the night sky in the veranda. Elrond had instructed her to show herself to the council tomorrow. She really didn't want to do that. She always thought she hated strangers. But in truth, as Elrond had said, she was scared.
And just as she was thinking of that, a sound of footsteps interrupted her mind. She looked up to see another Elf male she didn't know. And that made Arianna gasped in horror.
"Forgive me, don't mean to startle you," the young Elf said, "I didn't expect to meet someone out here at this hour."
He walked closer, and that made Arianna took few steps back. She didn't want to meet any stranger for now.
"I eneth nin Legolas Greenleaf uin Mirkwood (My name is Legolas Greenleaf from Mirkwood)," he said, "What is your name...?" Legolas paused to observe the girl better, "Your hair colour. I have never seen silver hair colour in any Elves, except..."
As soon as Legolas mentioned of her hair colour, Arianna's legs began to run as fast as she could. Legolas was startled, but he gave chase. But Arianna was proven to be a fast runner, even Legolas couldn't catch up with her. And after few more moments of cat and mouse game, Arianna managed to get away from Legolas.
"No..." Arianna curled her arms in fear, "I don't want to do this..."
"Do what?"
Arianna spun around in horror, "...Aragorn...what are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here? Running here and there like that?" Aragorn asked back.
"None of your business, excuse me," Arianna turned around to leave.
"Stop acting like a stranger as in fact we live in same place and already meet for numerous times," Aragorn said.
"I never belong here," replied the girl.
The next morning, the Council was about to be held. As the head of Council, Elrond was there even before the other members showed their faces. Arianna was at his side, clenching her hands. She never knew what would the others' reaction be upon seeing her. But she feared most if it would be as she expected.
And it was like that. As soon as the crowd approached, they took notice of her.
"That silver hair colour," one Elf in black robes mentioned, "It only belongs to one Elf..."
"The Sky Elves?!" another one screamed out.
As soon as 'Sky Elves' was shouted, the Elves and Dwarves alike started to gasp and mumble unclear things. But all of them casted unhappy glances toward her.
"Impossible! The Sky Elves were ALL gone!" a dwarf screamed.
"That is what the history said," Elrond said, "The truth is, one survived. And she has lived under my care since she was young."
"Elves are really fools!" another dwarf mocked, "How low your pride is, to allow a traitor among you to stay alive until this far?! In Dwarves land, any kind of traitor had never lived far longer than one minute."
From that, Arianna's nervous feeling was replaced by anger.
"You have no right to call me traitor," Arianna said, "I hailed from Sky Elves as you said. But I was not involved in the war, nor in the alliance with Sauron. So, I have nothing to do with Sky Elves' treachery, as you speak."
"Sky Elves were indeed, forming an alliance with Sauron," Elrond said, "But Fawnhir, the Lord of Sky Elves, turned his back from darkness to the light in the last moment of his life, of his people's life. I was there, so I knew it very well."
"Is there any solid point?!" the dwarf argued, "Only one puny girl of them survived, what is the point? Just say Sky Elves had vanished from this world!"
"I'm still here!" Arianna cried in anger.
"I even don't see your most-prided Wings!" the dwarf mocked even further.
Without thinking twice, Arianna did what she hadn't done for so long. The wind started to blow stronger in that area. Wing feathers appeared from thin air. And suddenly, a pair of white Wings popped on Arianna's back. That made everyone presented gasped in shock, including Legolas.
"Now, you see them?!" Arianna challenged the shocked dwarf.
"YOU MORON!" Elrond suddenly barked, "I have said DO NOT show your Wings while you are in Rivendell! Fold them back again!"
Arianna was startled as she had her senses back. Quickly, she closed her eyes, and few seconds later the white Wings disappeared. But the problem wasn't over yet. Elrond walked closer to her and his face was so angry.
"Do you realise of what you've done, and what will happen next?" he growled.
"You'll kick me out?" Arianna whispered.
In Mordor, Sauron's newly awakened soul perked up as he sensed something. He sensed the Wings of Sky Elves, and that enraged him.
The traitors! They have not all disappeared
One among them still lives.
The malice I spread to them is passed down to this one, I can sense it within the Wings
I will bring you here, and I will make you choose
I don't know Black Speech at all! But well! Review please :3