Hey, I'm back and here is the sequel to The Prince and The Ranger. If you have not read my first story, it's okay, this should still make sense. (At least I intended it to make sense) Hope you enjoy this first chapter. BTW, this first chapter heavily contains alot of the last chapter of my first story. Don't worry, it wil get better.

"I will miss you, mellon nin." Aragorn said as he dug to the bottom of his bags, their recent hunting trip had been enjoyable (save the incident with the orcs) but Aragorn could not stay in Mirkwood forever, it was not his place.

"Namárië -" Aragorn started, when he stopped short, pulling out a bundle of warm cloth, glowing with light and warmth from inside. He had completely forgotten about this strange thing until now, he had found it at the orc's camp and not the time to open it, so he took it with him. Legolas stared at the bundle in Aragorn's hands, a quizzical expression on his face.

"What is this?" Legolas asked. Aragorn was about to answer, when he realized he had none. In a whispering tone, he said;

"Valar, I do not know." Aragorn stared at the bundle of cloth, wondering why he hadn't opened it until now. He tossed it from hand to hand until at last Legolas put a hand on the bundle, stopping Aragorn from tossing it again.

"If you do not know, let us open it and find out." Legolas said, curiosity thick in his tone. So there, in the stables, Aragorn carefully unwrapped the cloth. Pieces of soft grey fabric fluttered to the ground, until at last, Aragorn pulled off the last strip of fabric, to reveal: a round red stone. The stone was slightly transparent and glowed with an inner light, illuminating the whole stable with its red glow. In Aragorn's hand, he felt it radiate with a strange warmth. It was then, that Aragorn looked up to see Legolas staring at it with a look of awe, as if it were showing him an enchanted image that he could not break away from.

"Legolas?" Aragorn asked "What do you see?" Legolas only peered closer and then spoke, wonder and admiration in his voice;

"I see...strands of magic, weaving around the stone and working their way into the very core of it. It pulses with a magic energy that I have never seen before. Emotions, too, malice and sorrow, joy, and desire melded into a focused, concentrated strand of pure energy. Never before have I seen such powerful magic woven into one object, save the legend of the one ring of Sauron. The whole stone radiates with a magic energy that seems never ending. It is as if, a very powerful wizard pulled all of his magic together and fused it into this one gem." Legolas finished, leaving Aragorn staring at the small gem, no bigger than his palm, wondering where it came from and how the orcs had come by it. Legolas shook his head, breaking his gaze away from the red gem.

"Where did this gem come from?" Legolas asked.

"The orcs." Aragorn said "They had this at their camp. I found this after I had slain them."

"How did orcs come by such valuable gem?" Legolas asked, not expecting an answer. Aragorn shook his head in bewilderment.

"I know of only one place that houses such fair gems as this, and even then, they do not radiate with such magic as this." Aragorn thought back, remembering the details, "It is a small cave hidden deep within Fangorn Forest." Aragorn said.

"Fangorn?" Legolas said, surprised. "That is thousands of leagues from here. However, I now have a desire to find out the history of this stone. I find myself filled with immense curiosity surrounding this gem." Aragorn was rather curious himself.

"We have not had an extensive adventure in quite a while, mellon nin, let us go on a hunt as to where this came from. What say you?" Aragorn said, tossing the stone into his other hand and slipping it into his saddle bag. Legolas smiled quite mischievously, his eyes shining with a thirst for an adventure.

"I say we go on this quest." Legolas agreed. Both of them smiled. "I will return, mellon nin." Legolas said, swiftly departing from the stables. Legolas did return, with two packed saddle bags and dressed in riding clothes and a riding cloak. He readied his horse and soon both Aragorn and Legolas' horses were both ready for a long adventure. As they rode off to hunt down the origins of the gem, Legolas laughed and turned his head to face Aragorn.

"Let us hope that this trip does not end up at our usual place." Legolas joked. He was talking about Rivendell in the house of Elrond, as much of their adventures ended with one of them in Lord Elrond's healing halls. Aragorn laughed at this joke and replied in the same joking tone:

"Legolas, you know that returning from an adventure with one of us injured is a tradition. How dare you suggest breaking it!" Both friends laughed and rode forward, eager to start this power gem related mystery.

Sorry it was so short. There's more coming soon, I promise. I'm just editing it. And by editing, I mean re-writing parts of the story, not doing grammar and stuff.

I am currently in a play (You know, the theater!) I play the main antagonist. In between scenes I sit in my dressing room writing this story, I almost missed my part once- oops! There is a little girl in the cast also and she's been sneaking into my dressing room and trying to hack into my IPod while I go onstage. She's locked out my IPod- twice.

-Also-

I let my little sister play on my IPod the other day and she completely trolled my story, putting in random sentences. I told her I'd put some of her fanfiction on my account. Here is an example of a full fanfiction story by my little sis:

One day Aragorn and Legolas went hunting.

The next day, they found a warg

The next day, Aragorn Died.

THE END

Yup, she doesn't take her fanfic writing seriously. So that's it. stay tuned for the next chapter. :P