I rode forwards on a small cart. Greythorn my horse trotted along the dirt track towards the shire smoking the Hobbit's pipe weed. It was at least 100 years ago when Gandalf first introduced me to it. That's right. I am Gandalf's apprentice Elendithas but man and hobbits call me Silver as of my hair. 500 years ago Gandalf found me in Fangorn Forest. From then on I have trained under him; he was like a father to me. I had never met my parents all Gandalf said is that they live near Lothlorien. I started humming an elvish song I once heard in Rivendell that is where I met my two closest friends. Aragorn son of Arathorn and Arwen Undomiel. It was the year 2953 of the Third Age; the reason for being in Rivendell was the meeting of the white council. I wasn't included so I went into the gardens and saw the most beautiful elf I had ever seen. She sat on a bench a silk dress reaching down to her ankles. I took of my green cloak and approached her.
Arwen: You came with Gandalf didn't you?
Me: Yes, my name is Elendithas apprentice of Gandalf the Grey.
Arwen: I am Arwen Undomiel
Me: What a beautiful name, I presume you are the daughter of Elrond.
Arwen: How did you know?
Me: One so wise must be.
She laughs as she stands up.
Arwen: Walk with me
She holds out her arm. I link it with mine her skin is soft.
Me: Gandalf once told me a story of the last alliance, have you heard it?
Arwen: Yes, but I would love to hear it from you.
Me: Ever since his defeat in the Battle of the Gwathló Sauron nursed a special hatred against the Númenóreans and longed to take revenge on them. In 3261, Sauron dared to wage war against Númenor and the last King of Númenor Ar-Pharazôn had gathered a massive army to counter this threat. Perceiving the might and splendour of the Númenóreans Sauron's servants deserted him, and Sauron was filled with fear and humbled himself. He was brought as hostage to Númenor and finally succeeded in taking his revenge by playing a vital role in the events that led to the Downfall. Yet of all Númenóreans he hated Elendil most, and his wrath was great that he and his sons had escaped. After the Downfall of Númenor in S.A. 3319 the remaining Faithful led by Elendil and his sons Isildur and Anarion etablished the Realms in Exile in Middle-earth. Elendil ruled Arnor in the north, Isildur and Anarion jointly ruled the southern realm of Gondor. Sauron however perished physically, by drowning; being caught in the Fall of Númenor which he had cleverly schemed to bring about. Yet nevertheless, even though he truly was drowned, Sauron's spirit endured; he returned to his fortress Barad-dûr in Mordor and was able in time to take shape again. However, it should be noted that hereafter Sauron could no longer take on a deceptively fair and greatly pleasing form, as Sauron had done so long before, in order to deceive the Elves and then again much later, the Númenóreans too, whilst he was held a willing captive.
Perceiving that his enemies of old had escaped the downfall, Sauron's wrath was great and in 3429 he launched an attack upon Isildur's fortress, Minas Ithil. Believing that Sauron had perished in the Downfall of Númenor, they were completely taken by surprise, Minas Ithil was taken, and the White Tree of Gondor that Isildur had planted there was burned. Nevertheless Isildur, his wife and children escaped, saving a seedling of the tree, too, and sailing down Anduin journeyed to Elendil's realm in Arnor. There Elendil and Gil-galad, High King of the Noldor forged the Last Alliance of Elves and Men in 3430, to defeat Sauron ultimately. Meanwhile Anárion held out in Gondor, defending Osgiliath and Minas Anor.
In S.A. 3431 the Elves of Lindon led by Gil-galad and Círdan marched eastward and where awaited by Elendil at Amon Sûl. The combined host marched towards Imladris, where they joined with Lord Elrond, who was Gil-galad's herald, and acted as his second-in-command in the coming campaign. The united host rested for about three years in Imladris, forging weapons and making plans. They crossed the Misty Mountains over many passes and marched down Anduin where they were joined by Dwarves from Khazad-dûm, Elves from Greenwood the Great led by Oropher and his son Thranduil, and Lothlórien Elves under Amdír. At the southern eaves of Eryn Galen the host turned south-east and marched through desolate areas that had once been the Entwives' gardens. They, and probably the Entwives themselves, had been destroyed by Sauron to deprive the Alliance' forces of supplies.
The Alliance entered the vast plain outide Mordor where joined by Anárion's forces. There Sauron's host awaited them from the north-west.
During preliminary skirmishing, Oropher and his Elves, being scantily equipped, rashly charged forward into the numerous Orc forces before Gil-galad had given the command, and suffered heavy casualties, including Oropher himself. Amdír and his forces also were cut off from the main battle and driven into the marshes just to the south, where he also fell along with half of his troops. This area became known afterwards as the Dead Marshes, because of the thousands of bodies buried there.
This battle raged for days and nights continuously. But the Elves were still mighty in this times and the Númenóreans were tall and strong and terrible and wrath. And none could withstand Aeglos and Narsil, Gil-galad's spear and Elendil's sword which filled the orcs and wicked men with fear. Slowly Elves and Númenóreans whittled down the vast numbers of Orcs and pushed them back towards the Black Gate. No account is given how the Alliance managed to break through this mighty fortification though.
The forces of the Last Alliance had forced their way through the Black Gate into Mordor itself. Victory seemed close, but no power short of the Valar could breach the Dark Tower by force. Though a great part of Sauron's forces was destroyed at the Dagorlad his host was still numerous and Sauron ordered many a sortie. The siege went on year after year, from S.A. 3434 to 3441. Isildur's sons, Aratan and Ciryon, were detached and sent to Minas Ithil to guard against a breakout to the southwest, but his oldest son, Elendur served by his side till the end. Anárion was killed in 3440 by a projectile thrown from the tower.
In the seventh year of the siege, it became so pressing that Sauron himself came forth. His onslaught was terrible and the siege was almost broken as Sauron and his host advanced to the slopes of Mount Doom. There he was encountered by the captains of the Alliance, Gil-galad and Elendil and to their side stood Elrond, Círdan and Isildur. Sauron fought with Gil-galad and Elendil, and both were slain. As Elendil fell, his sword was broken beneath him. Yet Sauron was thrown down, too, and Isildur seized the hilt of his father's sword and cut off the finger on which Sauron wore the One Ring. Being bereft of its power, Sauron was no longer able to hold a physical form and perished.
The Alliance pursued the Orcs, who were then in disarray, and killed them all. The Barad-dûr was leveled but its foundations remained behind, since they were built with the power of the One Ring which was not destroyed. The thousands of dead Men and Elves were taken out of Mordor and buried in the Dagorlad Plain.
While he had captured the One Ring, Isildur refused Elrond and Círdan's entreaties that he destroy it by casting it into the Crack of Doom, claiming it as a weregild for his father's and brother's death. The result of this was that while Sauron was defeated and cast down, his spirit was not destroyed. He hid himself in the dark lands east of Mordor, and slowly rebuilt his power. The Nine also bided their time for the day when he would rise again.
While the Orc armies of Sauron had been well nigh destroyed in the War, scattered groups of them survived. In the Last Alliance, the casualties had been heavy. Elendil and Anárion were gone, and Gil-galad, last High King of the Noldor, was no more. Arnor took grievous losses, and suffered from a decline in population. It never really recovered as a major power, and broke into three pieces some centuries later. Gondor suffered less heavily and became a powerful nation. Isildur, the new High King of Arnor, perished only two years later in the Disaster of the Gladden Fields, along with his three older sons. They were ambushed by an Orc task force operating near the River Anduin. In the course of Isildur's death, the Ring was lost in the depths of Anduin. Much was lost, but Sauron was suppressed- for a while.
A/N I know I am a total LOTR nerd this took me about 1.5 hours to write
Arwen: Wow that was brilliantly told.
Aragorn: It certainly was.
I turn to see a man with rugged hair and a straggly beard leaning against a tree a pipe in his hand.
Me: I do not believe we have met.
Aragorn: I do not believe we have. I am Aragorn son of Arathorn heir of Isildur and the throne of Gondor.
Me: I have been meaning to see you Aragorn. I am Elindithas apprentice of Gandalf.
And from that day on we have been friends. I have now entered the shire. On the bank next to me I hear a bush rustle I turn to see Frodo Baggins staring at me
Frodo: You're late.
Me: I am never late or early for a matter of fact I arrive precisely when I mean to.
Frodo starts laughing and launches himself at me.
Frodo: It's wonderful to see you Silver.
I hug him
Me: You didn't think I'd miss Bilbo Baggins' birthday and how is he I heard this party is going to be of special magnificence.
Frodo: you know Bilbo and how he likes to show off.
Me: Yes
We carry on into the shire and at night we have a party. It was great; next I go to see Bilbo about his ring. The reason Gandalf didn't go to the party is that he was in Minis Tirith researching old scripts of the Second Age as he thinks we have discovered the one ring…
One Ring to rule them all,
One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring the all,
And in the darkness bind them.