EVELYNN POV (somewhere in Arizona, US, Earth):
I dropped my sword and took a deep breath. The desert air was cool. It's funny how its boiling during the day, but at night desert temperatures drop very quickly. I focused my senses on my surroundings, letting my sharp vision and good hearing take over. I knew there were demons not far. I could feel it. Some call it natural instincts. I call it relying on my blood.
Preparing for battle, i grabbed my stele and quickly drew runes. They would help me fight off any attacker. I traced over the fading ones; strength, speed, agility, courage. I had drawn them yesterday before hunting down a pack of ravener demons.
A shuffle had me spinning around, sword in hand. A herd of moloch demons were approaching. They were like dark shadows, their arms and claws already trying to reach out for me, to rip my throat out. They weren't walking, their physical structure couldn't allow them to. Instead, the beasts seemed to be floating, dragging sand with them. Flames were pouring out of their eyelids.
I raised my sword in a battle stance, a smile on my lips. Tonight was going to be fun; a herd of demons to myself, no need to share with Jace. The moonlight was shinning off my sword, my reflection starring right back at me. My black hair was loose, flowing slightly in the evening breeze. I smiled evilly at the first moloch demon and attacked.
My sword planted it self in its head, right between its fire-shooting eyes. I ripped it out and faced the next one, killing in in a similar manner. The adrenalin rush kicking, I faced the rest of the demons.
EROND POV (in Imladris, Middle Earth)
I knew this day would come. I knew there would be a time to tell my children the truth, the truth about their sister. Not Arwen, but Miriel. She could be considered my daughter, because my blood helped create her, but in that sense she could also be considered a lot of people's daughter.
"Elrond, the time has come" Gandalf said from behind me.
I refused to turn around and see him. It would be admitting that he is right. I continued to stare at Imladris from the balcony. Its white pillars shinning under the morning suns. Waterfalls could be heard. Trees were growing, embellishing the city with their natural beauty. We elves like nature and show it in every way possible. I could hear children's cried below. Some were running around, other were sword fighting or practising archery. I couldn't help but smile; the innocence of children is so pure, so amazing. If only they could stay that way for ever.
"Is it really Gandalf? Must we do this now?" I asked him.
"What is it that you fear my friend?"
Everything, I thought. What will her reaction be? What will she do when she founds out that she has a biological family? How will she react when she discovers that she is not 'normal? Will she accept us? Does she even want to meet me? Her siblings? Elladan, Elrohir, Legolas and Aragon aren't informed of her existence. How will they take the news? These questions tumbled into my mind like an unstoppable tornado, ravaging thoughts of negativity, insecurity.
"Nothing Gandalf, nothing at all. I was just curious as to why now. Why is now a better time than before or later?"
"Its a gut feeling Elrond, a very strong one. I cannot ignore it"
"Very well" I said, turning around to face him. "When do we start?"
"I have sent word to Mirkwood. Thranduil and Legolas should be here soon. Are your sons here?"
"They came back last night and are resting in their chambers" I answered.
"Very well. I shall do the same. Send some to fetch me when the Mirkwood delegation arrives." On those words he spun around, his robes swirling after him, and exited the room.
I sighted and looked back at the view, hoping that the reunion with Miriel would be a better one than my presentiment.
ELLADAN POV (in Imladris, Middle Earth)
"'Dan, 'Dan wake up" I heard a voice say. Next thing knew were arms grabbing me and tossing me off the bed. I landed with a thud. Grudgingly I opened my eyes and glared at my brothers. Elrohir and Estel were smiling at me, faking innocence.
"What do you want" I grumbled. We had come home late last night forma hunting trip. We left over a week ago to kill some orcs. The simple though of them made rage and fury boil in my blood. The could monsters had murdered my mother. None deserved to breath. Elrohir and I had vowed that we would wipe their race of the surface of Middle Earth.
"Ada wants to talk to us" Estel answered
Dammit. I could not ignore an order from Ada. Well I could but I wouldn't like the consequences. I slowing got up and walked to my closet, grabbing a roe and slipping it on. I faced my brothers and we all walked out to see Ada.
We reached Ada's office, the room of doom as we liked to call it when we were elflings. That room meant business. Elrohir knocked on the door and we entered as one.
"My sons, come in" I heard Ada say.
The room was large, with my fathers desk in the middle. He sat in his chair, looking imposing as always. He was not a cruel man, in fact he was the polar opposite, but he had the stance of a warrior. His long dark hair, which Elrohir and I had inherited, flowed down to his hips. He bore a neutral expression, not harsh, yet one that could scare off an orc. The honey coloured wooden furniture was inviting but I knew not to trust it. Elrohir and I had been summoned and reprimanded too many times in this room. It was then that I noticed the people in the room.
"Your Majesty" I said bowing my head to Thranduil, and smiling cheekily to Legolas. I bowed my head to Gandalf who smiled in return. Estel and 'Ro copied my actions and we sat in the remaining three chairs.
"Have we done something wrong Ada?" 'Ro asked.
"No, for once" Ada answered, Elrohir and I shared a complice smile.
"You three, as well as Legolas, are in this room because we need to share a story. This story will most likely come as a shock to you, and it is up to you how you decide to act at the end of it" Thranduil spoke up.
"His Maesty is right. You have not been summoned for wrongdoings. It has become impossible for us to keep this secret longer. Would you like to start us off Elrond?" said the wizard.
"You have all grown up in Middle Earth. You have been raised in the teachings that it is the only land. However, this is false. There is another land. Its inhabitants call it Earth. You will not be able to find it on any map for one simple reason, it is in another dimension." Ada said
"On this Earth, the inhabitants are greatly different from us. There are no elves, no hobbits, no dwarves, only humans. And its for this reason that we had to act all of those years ago" continued Thranduil.
"What we did was unethical. However, although we never spoke of it and kept it a secret, never did we regret it." Said Gandalf "A very long time ago, Elrond," he pointed to Ada, "had a vision of this Earth, in its darkest times. We knew that they would not escape whatever evil it was without help. So had an idea, which we carried out in the most possible secrecy."
"We created a child. But not any child however. We took an orphaned human girl and perfected her. Both Elrond and I injected some of our blood into her, so that she would have heightened senses and elvish abilities. We also decided to give her blood from the best human we knew, in the hopes that she would embody his qualities. We hoped that she would become brave, loyal, compassionate, caring, and generous. For that purpose, we took some of your blood Estel" said Thranduil.
"Are you saying that you injected my blood into a child?" questioned Estel, standing up, his voice dangerously low.
"Yes, my son" Ada answered, "she would not have survived without". Estel stay back down, a scowl still on his face. I place my hand on his shoulder. The simple gesture seemed to clam him down a little
"Because of the blood combinations, you could say that she is like a daughter to Elrond and I, and would be a sister to you" Thranduil added, gesturing to us.
There was a moment of silence. I could read the shock on Elrohir's face. This was a lot to take in. I shared a sister with Legolas and Estel. I had always considered Estel to be my brother and nothing would change that, but this discovery of a sister made it seem more real.
"So why tell us now?" questioned Legolas.
"I have been checking in on her regularly. It seems that she about 15 now. We want the four of you to go to Earth and bring her back here so she can meet her family" answered Gandalf
"Be careful how you approach her about it. She may not know about us" added Ada.
"She was taken in by a 'Shadow hunter'" continued Gandalf
"A shadow hunter? What is that?" asked Elrohir.
"They seem to be warriors. From my visions they are fierce and kill beast. Anyways, you will find her in New York. It is not apparent if they know or have even head of elves so beware of your conduct" Gandalf added that last sentence staring right at me and Elrohir. "I will open a path way for you to go to Earth. When you have found your sister, you will only need to chant my name in Elvish for you to come back here"
"Go fetch your weapons. We do not know what ferocious beasts lie in this other world" Stated Ada.
ELROHIR POV (in Imladris, Middle Earth)
I didn't know what to think. I wanted to be mad at Ada, Thranduil and Gandalf, but i couldn't bring myself to it. I was furious that they didn't tell us before hand, but I knew that they were only doing what they thought was best. I had a younger sister. Arwen was not much younger than 'Dan and I, and we rarely saw each other. Maybe this news is an omen that I could have another chance at been an older brother.
Estel, Legolas, 'Dan and I walked back to our quarters, letting the news sink in. No of us talked. We were to shocked to even mutter a word. Sitting on Estel's bed, I buried my head in my hands.
"Was anyone expecting that?" Asked Legolas
"Of course not! I thought we were going to be at the listening end of a very long lecture for which ever wrong doings the twins have done again" said Estel.
"Watch your tongue little brother," muttered Elladan, "we are older than you and have more than one trick up our sleeve"
He and Estel began to bicker back and forth. I tried to drown out their teases and curses but failed.
"Will the two of you quit it" thundered Legolas, "We have bigger problems than you two behaving like elflings"
"So we're just going to this Earth, collecting our sister and coming back? It that it?" questioned 'Dan.
"I guess so" I said, "I suppose we better get going"
We grabbed our various weapons; bows, arrows, knives and swords. Legolas tossed his bow over his shoulder. His weapon of choices was his pride and joy. We waked back to the office and faced the three men. Their grim expressions mirroring ours.
"Good luck. Stay safe and bring her home where she belongs" said Ada. Gandalf and Thranduil nodded and wished us the same.
Gandalf opened the path, as he called it and beckoned us forth. It looked like a sphere, shinning hues of blues and greys. It appeared to be swirling slightly, its appearance entrancing and mystique. We stepped into it and everything went black.
Once we felt solid ground at our feet, we open out eyes. We were met with swords at our necks.
A/N: Hi there! This is my first fanfiction so bear with me. English is not my first language so I apologies for any mistakes and grammar errors. I would greatly appreciate it if you could give me feedback, constructive criticism is always welcome - Dreams and Wishes