Ok, hi, this is a rewrite of a story I began loooooong long ago,in a galaxy far far away (ok so it was last year in my room, get over it)Well, this story used to be a Legolas/Frodo slash, but with help from Denise and many plot bunnies, it became a Haldir/Frodo slash. I hope you like it, this chapter, chapter 0 is simply a little bit of rambling and a little prologue to get you all set because this is an AU. ~~~ Ok long long ago, Isildor did destroy the ring and Sauron was destroyed. well, that's what everyone thought, but the dark lord had been smart enough to make something to fall back on. A second master ring, but it had been disappeared long ago. One of the oldest races of elves, the Sidhe hid the ring, because of a prophecy. If the ring were brought out before the one that the prophecy foretold arrived, Middle Earth would fall. A little more about the Sidhe, the Sidhe as I said are the one of the most ancient of elves, very powerful. They came to Middle Earth from far off and were feared by men, dwarves, and many other creatures. Thus they went into hiding, they have not been heard of for thousands of years, so long in fact they are said to be just a story. The Sidhe are much like other elves in looks with pointed ears and fair faces. But they do have a distinguishing mark. Upon their foreheads are three dots in a line going down their forehead. They hid the ring in a place that was very very well protected and spelled so it wouldn't be able to tempt anyone. Ok now I am about to begin the prologue I will first start out by saying that none of the fellowship has met before, well Gandalf of course that old man sure does get around ;) ok onto the prologue. ~~~ Cathmor, the king of the Sidhe stared down at the letter in his hands. He had son, ok that wasn't such a surprise, it was that his son was part hobbit. He had met a hobbit lady and had fallen in love but they had both realized they had their own people and lives and she had left. Now he stared at the paper, he was shocked, he had a son. In truth it wasn't that his son was part halfling that shocked him, although he claimed it was. It was that his son was the one a prophecy from a long time ago had told about. His son would someday in the future hold all of Middle Earth's fate in his hands. Getting up he went to and dug out of the mass of books on the shelf a very old book and opened it to the page of the prophecy.

'A babe will be born to an Elf and a Halfling, this one holds the fate of all a quest he will embark upon the ring of power to destroy

with him nine will go to help him on his way an important decision this one must make one that will also weigh heavily on success

between Love and mortality he must choose and carefully

Even if all looks dire if this one lives all will be well he is the chosen, the fates do tell'

Cathmor stared at the letter again before whispered,"Well, young Frodo Baggins. Our fates will rest in your hands." Getting up he went to tell the elders that the chosen had been born. ~~ Ok, that's all for my prologue type thing, the next chapter will pick up in the time area that the first book Fellowship of the Ring did, so they are all the ages they were in that. Well, I'm off to write chapter one.