Siblings
By: Narina Nightfall
Disclaimer: I do not own the Tolkien's world or his characters. I love them in the depths of my heart, but sadly, they are not mine. All Original Characters are though. If you ask nicely, you can borrow them.
A/N: This is my first Lord of the Rings fic. I would really appreciate any comments that will encourage me to write more or give me ideas. No flames. They will be given to my cats as claw sharpeners. J Aragorn was adopted by Elrond and is a brother to the twins. His elvish name is Estel.
Chapter 1
Legolas looked over the walls of Helm's Deep. The carnage and death he still saw in the fields disgusted him. How had it come to this?
He had killed orcs for years in his homeland, but never had so many lives been lost on his side of the battle. Mirkwood had been dark and dangerous for many years. Rohan was full of villagers. Not warriors. The loss of a man's life was not mourned among the elves, but Legolas's 'unnatural' companionship with men, especially Aragorn, had made him more susceptible to grief when one or many died. He grieved along with the men of Rohan.
He looked up. The sound of hoof beats had reached his ears had reached his ears from many miles away. In the distance, he saw a cloud of dust and a couple of horse-like shapes within it. 'Who would be coming here?' he wondered.
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"Why did I come here?" wondered a cloaked and hooded elf who approached Helm's Deep in the company of 5 others. Another elf rode 10 feet in front of the other 3, and 2 rode 10 feet behind.
"You know, I'm not really sure. You were the one that told us we had to come with you to Rohan to hunt down our brother because you were having a bad feeling about him," said a dark haired elf who was grinning rather mischievously.
"It was a very strong feeling, Elrohir. And your adar told me to go," said the elf defensively. "Knowing your brother, something really bad has happened. And if you even mention, the look that Glorfindel gave me."
"He wouldn't dream of it," said identical dark haired elf. "I have to say that I'm surprised that Glorfindel would agree to come after the last prank you pulled on him. The pink hair dye was funny, but I don't think Glordindel appreciated that you put it on his hair, horse, and cat. I heard Glorfy whispering something about pain, torture, death, and punishment to ada before he left."
"Then how did your father convince him to come?" asked the elf.
"Apparently, the post just arrived and he got another letter from your adar," said Elrohir.
The elf made a face. "I told him to quit sending those. That letter he sent Lord Elrond about my brother's safety was bad enough. It was full of 'If one hair on my son's head is touched by those filthy sons of yours, I will buy some oliphaunts from the Haradrim and let their chaos loose on Rivendell.' The ones my father sends for me are even worse. 'Make sure that those sons of yours don't corrupt my daughter. She already has these crazy notions that she should be able to learn the arts of war.'
"Is that why you haven't gone home in 300 years?" asked Elladan.
"That and the fact that my father would choose me a husband if I went home."
The blond elf in the front rode slightly nearer. If you looked hard, you could see glints of pink in his hair. "We are almost to Helm's Deep, my lady," Glorfindel said stiffly. "Would you like to bring out the flags?"
"I would like to surprise my brother. Put up the flag of Rivendell," said the elf.
"Very good, my lady."
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Aragorn sat on the wall sharpening his sword. A party had been spotted this morning. They were headed for the keep. It looked to be a small party, but there was never any harm in being prepared. He watched as the party's flags went up. The flags of Rivendell?
He ran down the stairs swiftly. A party of guards, heavily armed, stood at the gate. "Open the gates. It is a party from Rivendell."
As the doors opened, Aragorn saw two faces that were as familiar as his own. "Welcome! It is good to see you, my brothers."
"What have you been up to, you scoundrel? Do anything interesting?" asked Elladan as he dismounted.
"We just fought off 10,000 Urukhai with the help of Gandalf. That interesting enough for you?" asked Aragorn.
"Well, you've certainly been doing more than that since I last saw you, Estel," said a voice from behind the twins. "You've grown scruffier. Would you happen to know where my orc of a brother is?"
"Keri?" asked Aragorn. He had not seen the elf in almost 10 years.
"Yes, its me. Your brothers kindly decided to escort me to Rohan when I had a.feeling that you and my brother were in trouble."
"I'm afraid that you're too late. We've already fought the battle against the Urukhai."
Keri cocked her head at an angle and stared at the ranger. Aragorn shifted, uncomfortable. His adar had a look that he used to make his sons and patients do what he wanted. Keri's was almost as bad. Her glare made you feel like either you'd insulted her, or you'd insulted yourself. Especially since you could only see her deep blue eyes which shined like the sea.
"The danger I have felt has not yet happened. It might not even come to be. I felt it best to come well before the trouble."
"You speak in riddles. I wish you wou." Aragorn stumbled as he was shoved aside by a group of warriors. King Theoden had come to greet his guests.
"Welcome my lady, my lords. Helm's Deep is not particularly hospitable, but we hope that the remainder of your stay will be present. Who is the leader of your party?" asked Theoden.
Keri stepped forward. "I speak for Rivendell and Mirkwood. There are three of us from each realm. Glorfindel stands for Rivendell, and I, Kerinya Thranduiliel, stand for Mirkwood. We come to speak with family members, and we bring tidings from the other parts of Middle Earth. We are tired. Our journey has been long. We request to speak of it tomorrow."
King Theoden was taken aback by the female elf who carried the sword and bow of the man's world and went cloaked with only her dark eyes showing. He was used to strong willed females, but he had never met one quite like this. It would be interesting to see what effect Kerinya would have on Eowyn. She had charmed him with her innocent looks, and their party did look tired so he quickly nodded his assent and sent them to their beds.
adar/ada-father/daddy
What did you think? Press the little button in the corner. You know you want to. Please.*gives puppy dog look*. I want to use more elvish in the future, but I'm going to need a little help. So, are there any elvish speaking people out there who would just love to help me? Next chapter, Keri meets her brother. Family reunion. We'll get to the bloody and angsty parts later.