A/N: Hi everybody, I decided to write this story because I got an idea about what would happen if the Faithful Numenoreans had outnumbered the King's Men instead of vice versa, and if Numenor never sank and instead was transported away with all of its colonies, the Middle-Earth elves, and the Moria dwarves before they fell, to Westeros before the Andals invaded and how they would influence the rest of the world. Now, there will be a few significant changes in the lore of both stories, as well as a few dramatic age changes in this story so be aware of that when reading. Also, there will also be content from the Elder Scrolls series, The Chronicles of Narnia, and maybe other stories as well. Now, this is my first story, so please mind if there are a few mistakes in here and tell me of any ways you think I could improve this story.
Prologue I
In the capital city of Numenor, Armenelos, there was immense fighting, for the Faithful had finally risen against the King's Men's corruption. That corruption had been plaguing the capital city of Numenor and causing great suffering to the Faithful who populated the rest of Numenor and its Middle-Earth colonies, with the exception of Umbar, and the Faithful have now risen against it and laid siege to the city. For their tyrannical king, Ar-Pharaz n, had finally done the one thing the Valar forbade them from doing, laying siege to Valinor.
Their king was a tyrant for many years and the people outside the capital had grown uneasy from his tyranny and the evil that he encouraged to fester in the King's Men in Armenelos, but he finally, despite all the warnings from the Valar not to do so, sailed away to lay siege to Valinor in S.A. 3319 in order to appease the Dark Lord Morgoth and to discover the secret to the Elves' immortality. This had finally caused the Faithful to snap and decide that enough was enough, and so the Faithful decided to rebel against the vastly outnumbered King's Men of the capital and overthrow their blasphemous, corrupt rule. And the one leading this rebellion was none other than Elendil the Tall, along side his two sons, Isildur and Anàrion.
The siege took many days and many lives were lost on both sides until, finally, the walls were taken and the Faithful quickly took the city. When the Faithful breached Armenelos they went along killing the soldiers, taking the city, and sacking the King's House, killing or imprisoning all of Ar-Pharazôn's kin. However, they were too late, Ar-Pharazôn had begun invading Valinor, sacking its Elven cities and desecrating the Valar's lands, which brought about the Valar's wrath.
When Ar-Pharazôn's fleet reached Valinor, they began utterly decimating all around them, they sacked the elven city of Tirion and burned the nearby surrounding villages and lands proclaiming all in their path as their own. This enraged the Valar to immeasurable lengths, and they begged Eru Illúvatar for justice to be brought upon these heretics. Thus, Eru broke the world and made it round, so that Men could never again sail to Valinor, and reigned down his fury on Ar-Pharazôn and his army leaving none alive. Eru then gave the Valar his permission to punish the Numenoreans as they saw fit, leaving the Numenoreans' fate in their hands.
With the One's blessing, the Valar flew to Numenor, exclaiming their rage at the actions of the island's people and declaring that now they would make good on their warning and sink Numenor to the bottom of the Great Sea. When they heard this, the Faithful dropped to their knees and practically begged the Valar and Eru for forgiveness, proclaiming that it was only the King's Men of Armenelos that had wronged Valinor and laid siege on its holy lands, and that they rose against them when they did for they had stayed true to the Valar's teachings.
When the Valar heard their prayers, their rage was quickly replaced with pity for the Faithful and they decided to spare them, instead asking Eru for his judgement for they could not bring themselves to punish those who had done no wrong to them and fought against those who did. When asked Eru gave his judgement, that instead of bringing the Fall of Numenor, he would bring the Purge of Numenor: that all of the King's Men in Armenelos would be die and their bodies faded into nothingness in this world. And so the Pure began, and it ended just as quickly as it began, all of the King's Men died and faded into nothingness almost instantly.
Then he gave his judgement for the Faithful: that they would make right the wrongs of their corrupted kinsmen by being transported, along with their colonies' land sin Middle-Earth, the Dwarves of Moria, and the Hobbits of the Shire (which was situated in Numenor's domain), to the other side of the world to a land called Westeros and spread his word to the Men who had forgotten him and had turned to worshipping their own idols. However, he would not make them go through this alone, for he would command the Elves of Middle-Earth to each send half of all their kin with them to the new lands, along with the surviving Elves of Gondolin who were scattered across Middle-Earth.
When the judgement was heard, the Numenoreans were a bit nervous about going to the New World, but they would obey Eru and the Valar faithfully just as they always had. Plus, they were more than happy at the idea of being able to redeem themselves and restore their homeland's honor.
When the Dwarves of Moria heard of this, they all had mixed feelings about this: some were scared and sad at the thought of going to an unknown land and being separated from the rest of their kin while others were excited about the thrill and all the new things the people of the new lands could trade. Despite all their mixed feelings, the all knew that they could not obey the Creator and decided to obey Eru's judgement no matter how much they were afraid.
When the Elves of Middle-Earth heard this, they too were nervous at the idea of not only going to the New World but also under the leadership of the very people who attacked their kin in Valinor. However, like the Numenoreans, they would serve their creators faithfully and do as they were instructed.
Thus, Oropher sent his son Thranduil along with half his people into the Numenorean colonies' land to await their destiny; Eärendil and Elwing sent their son Elrond and half their people while Galadriel and Celeborn decided to take all their people and, using their magic, transported themselves and their whole forest into the Numenorean colonies. All of them went into the Numenoreans' domain and all of them awaited for their new lives in the New World.
Seeing that all of the Men, Elves, Dwarves, and Hobbits (by extension) were ready, Eru told the Valar to send them to the New World. And so, the Valar sang their song once more and transported Numenor and its colonies to the New World to begin their new lives and spread the word of the One to his children who had forgotten him. No matter what happens, one thing was for certain, nothing would be the same for people on either side of the world again.
A/N: And there is my first chapter folks! Now remember, this is my first story so I'm a little new to this, so please tell me of any way I can improve my story later on. Also, just so we're clear, I don't own LOTR or ASOIAF, so goodbye for now.