Chapter 1
"Strangers from distant lands; friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor." Elrond of the elves addressed the gathered people in front of him. "Middle-Earth stands on the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate; this one doom," he spoke, keeping in mind the adversity between Elves and Dwarfs who, even though this was a meeting of allies, seemed to have an air of hostility among them. "Bring forth the ring, Frodo," Elrond instructed and looked at the young Hobbit.
Before Frodo could bring forth the ring, a bright light appeared and slowly started to get bigger. The people alarmed, drew their weapons. All of a sudden the bright light flashed, blinding and knocking everyone down before disappearing.
Frodo was the first to come around. He stood up and looked around only to gasp at the sight of what lay in front of him. Everyone heard Frodo gasp and quickly stood up only for their eyes to widen. What lay before them was an elfling with snow white hair. He had a stick/staff in his hand, clutching it tightly.
Elrond ran over to check on him only for a shield to appear around the little elfling. "What Is this?" A man by the name of Boromir asked, walking over to the shield and placing a hand on it. He instantly pulled back as the cold enveloped his hand. He turned around and said to everyone, "This is no ordinary shield. This shield is made of ice." "Well then let's break it and free the boy." A dwarf known as Gimli said and charged at the shield with his axe.
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