Disclaimer: I dont own lord of the rings or any of its characters or rings. only my OC, Calemir
A/N: This chapter has been Edited and updated.
She had been to Rivendell before, a few times in the past. She had met Aragorn the Ranger of the North. Also known as Islidur's heir. The beautiful Arwen Undomiel, the Evenstar. Calemir had been asked By Lord Elrond to join his Council. For what purpose she could hardly think of. She looked about for other Mirkwood Elves, yet saw none. She know not where they were in regards to this Council. Calemir hadn't been within Mirkwood's boarders when she received word. She gazed upon the land of Rivendell in awe. Always finding it to be more beautiful than any other place she visited. Calemir visited many places, covering every place on the map of Middle-Earth. Yet this one would always be her favorite. Always warm and welcoming.
She was the first to arrive of the Elf company. She let down her hood of her cloak and let her hair free of it's confines. She preferred to keep it hidden. A childhood accident had turned it from it's natural blonde pale to a yellowish hue. However walking around in a hood might raise some eyebrows. She looked around at the golden and red scenery. Lit in the warm sun. "Look there's another Elf, Pip." She looked up upon hearing the voice. Two...Halflings was it? They gasped and ducked behind the railing of the balcony they were standing on. Calemir was startled for a moment before letting a small chuckle slip through her lips. She got off her horse and patted it's sturdy neck. She whispered to him in Elvish. Thanking him for carrying her such a distance. He bayed and shook his head. Calemir smiled and brushed dirt from her tunic. A stable hadn came up to take the horse's reins, leading the horse away. Greeting her in welcome as they left to continue their duty. Calemir would have to change before the Council. Her usual dirty leggings and tunic would not look good in such a important meeting. But first she wanted to know why Hobbits were so far away from the Shire. As far as she knew, they hardly left home.
She wandered through the House of Elrond to the balcony where the Hobbits stood. The two of them had their backs to her and Calemir had no trouble sneaking up behind them. "Where did she go?" One of the blondes asked. The other shrugged and mumbled in confusion. "Where did who go?" She asked quietly with a tilt of her head. The Hobbits startled and spurn around. Their shocked expression made Calemir laugh. She covered her mouth with her hand to silence herself. "I apologize for scaring you, it was not my intention." She smiled in apology. "There is nothing to apologize for fair Lady." One said. She looked between them, noticing how similar they looked. She had trouble telling the two apart. They looked almost to be twins. The one who spoke had blue eyes that shun with mirth. She walked to them and kneeled before them
"I am Calemir of Mirkwood and you?" She asked "I am Meriadoc Brandybuck and this is Peregrin Took." The other Hobbit nodded as his name were called. "Hello to you both. A star shines on the hour of our meeting." She said, her voice light and airy. The Hobbit known as Meriadoc and Peregrin jumped forward. "Hello Calemir. I'm afraid I was a bit formal." Meriadoc said, "Oh?" She raised a dark brown eyebrow. "Yes, you see. Our friends call me Merry and Him Pippin." Merry said. Pointing to Pippin over his shoulder. Pippin wrapped his arm around his friend's shoulder. Calemir smiled. "I hope this means we are friends Merry, and Pippin." She smiled. "Oh of course ." Pippin piped in. "Thank you. I will treasure our friendship." She smiled at them.
A servant came walking into the area. Calemir stood up at his arrival. He bowed at her. "Lady Calemir, the rest of your company has arrived and also Lord Elrond would like to speak with you." He bowed and left. "I fear we must cut our meeting short. I hope we meet again before I depart." She said to her new friends. She stood up and nodded farewell. Leaving the hobbits. "She sure is a beauty." She heard Pippin say. "Of course so. She's an Elf." Merry said, rolling his eyes.
She went to the room she had been given for when she stayed here and changed into lavender dress and brushed her hair, fixing braids into the locks. Her smooth hair always knotted and tangled during travel. She had to run a brush through several times before she called it acceptable. Calemir left her room and went to Elrond's study. She knocked at the door before entering. The Elf lord looked up as she entered. Calemir smiled and bowed to her elder. "A stars shine on the hour of our meeting." She greeted him. He nodded, looking slightly distracted. "Calemir. I know you to be close with Prince Legolas, which is why I called you here." He said, he sighed. "The One Ring has returned to the surface, Calemir." He said. Calemir gasped, fear clear on her face. Calemir's icy blue eyes widen, she did not know to cry or run. "Tr-truly?" She asked. "Yes, the Hobbits you met earlier were among the ones who brought it here." Calemir stepped back, her breath hitched. "It's here!" She looked around in fear. Elrond placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Calm yourself Calemir. The Ring is safe for now, but it cannot stay here. Which is why I called this Council." She nodded, it made sense, why he would call all races to his home. "What is it you want of me?" She asked. "I believe someone will have to set out and destroy the ring themselves. While I do not ask this burden of you. I know those you care about may join in its hand of destroying the Ring. I want you to know this and be prepared." Calemir thought of her dear friend Legolas. No doubt he would join in who ever would take the Ring. "Thank you Lord Elrond for telling me this. I will try but I can not guarantee my calmness." He nodded and turned away. Calemir turn this as her cue to leave.
She ran into Aragorn as she walked. His hair was combed and beard was freshly shaven. He wore clean formal garments. He looked very much different from the Ranger known as Strider. "Lady Calemir. It has been too long since I last saw you." He said to her in Elvish. Perfect as if it was his native tongue. She forced a smile on her face. Still shaken by the news delivered by Elrond. Did Estel know? "Yes, The last I saw of you. You were just growing whiskers." Aragorn laughed and rubbed his chin in embarrassment. "I am sorry for such a delay." He said. She shook her head. "Nonsense Estel. You were always busy. I should not except anything less." Aragorn nodded. "Please excuse me Aragorn. I must find Legolas." He nodded and continued on his way.
She headed to the meeting would take place. The Elves were already there. Along with Gandalf the Grey and a Hobbit. Perhaps one of the ones that had come there with Merry and Pippin. Legolas saw her and stood up. She held her arms out for him and he hugged her tight in his strong arms. Calemir hid her face in his chest and sighed. Breathing in his earthy scent. "Legolas." She whispered. He stroked her hair. Looking down at her in confusion. "My lady." He didn't understand her sudden mood but he would comfort her. "Come." He guided her to the seat beside his. Soon Men and Dwarfs wandered in. Elrond sat at the head of the council.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor." Elrond started. Calemir's breathe hitched and she grabbed Legolas's hand. He gave it a squeeze. "Middle-Earth stands upon the brick of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or will fall. Each race is bound to this fate-this one doom." He gestured to the pedestal. "Bring forth the Ring. Frodo." So it was Frodo who had carried the Ring. Calemir should have seen it. Frodo rose and laid the Ring on the pedestal. "So it is true." Frodo returned to his seat beside Gandalf. He seemed relieved. The members of the Council, Calemir included, stared at the Ring. Mesmerized by it. It appeared to start whispering. Calemir closed her eyes and squeezed Legolas's hand as it spoke to her.
'Calemir…'
Calemir had not been around the time of Sauron but she knew that to be his voice in her ear. "The Doom of Men." A man Calemir did not know spoke. A man of the South stood and addressed the Council. "In a dream, I saw the eastern sky grow dark. But in the West a pale light lingered. A voice was crying: Your doom is near at hand." He approached the Ring on the plinth. "Isildur's Bane is found." The man reached out towards the Ring. Gandalf and Elrond exchanged concerned looks. His fingers hovered above the Ring. "Isildur's Bane." Elrond leap up. "Boromir!" Calemir jumped at his tone. The Ring uttered a harsh chant.
Gandalf suddenly stood up and also began the chant in Black Speech. Thunder crackled as the sky darkened. The council stared around them in fear and confusion.
"Ash nazg durbatuluk, ash nazg gimbatul."
Calemir closed her eyes in pain as a headache come on.
"Ash nazg thrakatuluk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul. One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them.
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them."
The voice of the Ring died away. People resumed their seat, horrified, Boromir amongst them. Calemir rubbed her brow.
'Calemir…'
Elrond rebuked Gandalf strongly. "Never before has any voice uttered the words of that tongue here in Imladris!" Gandalf's voice was raspy from the force of the words and the language. "I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West! The Ring is altogether Evil!" He gave Boromir a final scathing glance and resumed his seat. Boromir is unperturbed. "It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this Ring?"
He got up and started to pace. "Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!" Calemir sighed at his ignorance. "You cannot wield it! None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." Aragorn finally spoke up. "And what would a Ranger know of this matter."
Calemir suddenly stood up. "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." She said. "Aragorn? This... is Isildur's heir?" Boromir looked to Aragorn, shocked. "And heir to the throne of Gondor." Frodo looked wide-eyed at Aragorn. "Havo dad, Calemir." Calemir sat down for Aragorn's sake alone. She knew he did not like talk about his bloodline.
"And what is a woman doing in a Council for such matters?" All the Elves looked to Boromir sharply. They Elves were not sexists as Men were and they all took offence to that statement. Calemir held her tongue as Men and Dwarfs started to talk as if just now noticing she was there. Even Calemir did not know why she had been summoned, only Elrond knew. "I trust Lady Calemir's Council as many trust my own. That is why she is here." Elrond spoke. That was a lie, Calemir knew for certain. Elrond was hiding something. Calemir was perhaps the youngest Elf among the ones here. Young and foolish by all accounts. Boromir looked shunned at Elrond for only a moment. "Whatever the reason." He brushed off Calemir's presences as if it was nothing. "Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king." He looked to Aragorn and then to Calemir. Boromir returned to his seat. Calemir frowned at him. Liking Men of the South less and less.
"Aragorn is right. We cannot use it." Said Gandalf. Calling their attention back to the matter at hand. "You have only one choice. The Ring must be destroyed." Elrond said. Calemir looked to Legolas, fearing he would stand up. "Then what are we waiting for?" A Dwarf grabbed a axe and approached the pedestal. "Argh!" He strike the Ring with full force but was repelled back, throwing him to the ground.
'Calemir…'
Calemir saw the Eye of Sauron in her mind and winced in pain. Noticing Frodo had done the same. The Ring remained intact with the shards of the axe all around it.
"The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came." Elrond said. The Ring whispered in Calemir's pointed ear.
'Calemir…'.
"One of you must do this." Dead silence from the Council. Had it been a different situation, Calemir may have laughed.
"One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. And the great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland. Riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly!"Boromir yelled.
Legolas stood indignantly. "Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed!" Gimli leap to his feet. "And I supposed you think you're the one to do it?!" Boromir rose. "And if we fail, what then?! What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?!" The Man from the South. "I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf!" Commotion started as arguments erupted amongst the Council members. "Never trust an Elf!" Gimli yelled. Calemir glared at him. "Don't you not understand that while we bicker amongst ourselves, Sauron's power grows?! None can escape it! You'll all be destroyed!" Gandalf joined in the fight. Calemir remained seated, watching the Ring uneasily. Suddenly flames flare up, engulfing the surface of the Ring.
'Calemir…Come to me...Calemir...Bring me the Ring...'
Calemir let out a yelp of fear but it wasn't heard as the intensity of the arguments increased. Her hands itched and her thoughts turned to the ring. She blinked and forced such thoughts away from her mind. "I will take it! I will take it!" Frodo yelled. Calemir whipped her head around to look at him in shock.
The argument died down. Gandalf closes his eyes as he heard Frodo's statement. The members of the Council slowly turn towards Frodo, astonished. "I will take the Ring to Mordor. Through-I do no know the way." Gandalf walked towards Frodo. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. As long as it is yours to bear." He placed his hands reassuringly on Frodo's shoulders. Aragorn rose. "If by my life or death, I can protect you I will." He approached Frodo and kneeled before him. "You have my sword." He said "And you have my bow." Legolas walked to join them. Not seeing Calemir horror filled expression. "And my axe!" Gimli looked grimly at Legolas as he joined the group. Boromir walked over to them. "You carry the fate of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done."
"Heh!" Sam jumped from the behind the bushes and joined them. Calemir couldn't help but smile. "Mr. Frodo is not goin' anywhere without me!" Elrond looked amused. "No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you even when he summoned to a secret Council and you are not." Merry and Pippin emerged from behind the pillars to join them. "Wait! We are coming too!" Pippin said. They all stood beside Frodo. "You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!" Merry said. "Anyway you need people with intelligence on this sort of mission, quest…thing." Merry looked at Pippin in exasperation. Calemir laughed quietly behind her hand. "Well that rules you out Pip." He said. Elrond mused a bit. "Nine companions…So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring!" He announced. Calemir looked to Legolas, hoping he would as least turn around. "Great! Where are we going?" Calemir threw her head back and laughed.
A/N: So yes, this is an OC story. I hope she isn't Mary Sue-ish but she is an Elf and they have little flaws
Calemir=Green Jewel (calen+mir)
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