This is going to be an author's note before I start the story. I do not own anything. I own none of the characters, the language or the original plot line. I also understand why Tolkien did what he did in the stories regarding Elves giving up their immortality to be with a mortal, but in my story I'm changing a few things. That's one of them. Now please remember, this fan fiction and that I'm just having some fun and I'm making no money off of this. My story will follow the movie verse and not so much the book verse. If you have any questions, review the story or email me and I'll try to answer them. All I ask is that you give this story a chance. It's AU and the only thing I own are the new ideas and characters. Thanks. Now for the story.
She will have no known parentage. She'll be raised by the Fair Ones. She'll look mortal, but after a time she'll be seen as an outsider to the world of Mortals. She'll have abilities that no one else has. She will have the love of a Fair One and together they will change the way it has been for eons. And usher in an Age of both Man and Elf. She will be called Amdir El
Virginia sat on the stone bench in one of Rivendell's lush gardens. The beauty of the garden usually soothed her soul, but not today. She was not of Elf kind, she was mortal, and yet some time ago she stopped aging. She still looked as though she were 19, and in reality, well, a proper lady, Elvish or Mortal, never spoke of their age.
She sighed, her feelings were so jumbled up that she was not sure if she were asked, if she would be able to explain. Her dreams last night left her confused and unsure.
At one time, when she was younger, this kind of feeling would cause her to withdraw into herself and not speak for days. Maybe even weeks. But not so much anymore, not since she found her soul mate, her true love.
He had a way of making her see that sometimes dreams were just dreams and that sometimes there were messages there, but not always. She would not tell him of her love for or that they were in every since of the word, soul mates, for he was an Elf and she was not and if they were to be together, he'd have to give up his Immortality. And Virginia wouldn't have that.
So she'd love him in silence and keep it to herself. Well, her best friend knew of her love, but she would not betray the trust.
Virginia suddenly leaped to her feet and screamed in frustration.
She was no longer a child, why did she feel this way? Why was she cursed with these dreams? Visions, whatever they were?
All they did was make her life miserable and lets not start on the brief flash of certain future events when she meet new people.
That always made her become something of an oddity and no one would hang around her for long.
"My Lady Virginia, are you well?"
Virginia turned and smiled, rather sheepishly at the two guards that had come running, bows at the ready when she had screamed.
"Yes, I'm fine. I apologize for my behavior. I was just frustrated."
The two nodded, checked the garden anyway and then left. Virginia smirked to herself, at least when she was in the company of Elves they didn't think she was an oddity.
Alright, she'd admit, sometimes they thought she was strange, but then again everyone was strange in their own way.
Virginia grinned and left the garden.
She would take a ride and perhaps that help.
Quickly and quietly she changed out of her long cream gown, and into riding attire. Long ago, all had stopped trying to get her wear lady riding attire, she wore male riding attire. Not because she wanted to be difficult or stubborn, it was for simple fact that it was more comfortable. Also, leggings did not get caught on branched like gowns did.
She'd been raised by the Elves, and as such she was trained in both archery and sword fighting.
These were dangerous times and thus she took with her a quiver of arrows and her bow.
Clasping her cloak at the neck, she left her room.
In the stable she spoke in soft Elvish to her stallion, Starlight, name such, because of the white star shaped patch of fur in the center of her head, then she mounted and they were off.
Middle Earth was in a stage of change, again. The Third Age was closing in on its end and the Fourth Age close at hand.
The Elves would soon be leaving these shores, to head for home, the Undying Lands, Valinor.
She understood why they would leave, yet she could not help but think it was wrong. Just because the Age of the Elves was ending and the Age of Man beginning, did not mean that the Elves had to leave.
She sighed, this was not helping her alivate her feelings.
Virginia reigned Starlight and then came to a stop.
Something was not right.
Starlight shook out her midnight mane and stamped the ground.
"Steady." She whispered into her horse's ear in Elvish.
Virginia sat back up and looked around, her senses no where matched an Elf's, but she knew something was close.
Friend or foe she was not sure.
She cried out as she was tackled from her mount. She gracefully rolled with the tackle, but once she was free from the arms of the one who tackled her, she was on her feet and a dagger in her hand.
She quickly sheathed it, when she recognized the one who tackled her.
"Ay, young Eric, that was not a smart thing to do. I could have hurt you." Virginia said.
The boy was in his early teen years and Virginia was close to him and his family. His sister was her best friend, out side of Arwen.
While the boy just laughed, Virginia turned and whistled. Starlight came from the woods, her huffs thundering on the ground.
She stopped and let Virginia pet her nose.
"Easy, my friend. It is just young Eric."
The stallion snorted and neighed and Virginia laughed.
"I am sorry, Virginia. I was just having a bit of fun."
"I know. Now where is your sister. You don't wander to far from her."
"She's at home. I snuck out."
Virginia resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said, "Come Eric, we'll take you home. For it will be dark soon and its not safe after dark."
"Thank you." Eric said.
She smiled at his thanks and helped mount Starlight and then leaped up behind him and they rode off.
Eric's family lived only a few miles outside of Rivendell, on the outskirts of a village.
As they rode Virginia was still weary. Something was wrong, what she could not say.
And then she heard it. The screams and the grunts of the orcs.
Virginia pulled Starlight to a stop and leaped down.
"Eric, take this and run to Rivendell. Go on. Don't question me, just do it."
Eric nodded and took the clasp from her cloak, his eyes wide with fear.
She hugged him to her and said, "Do not worry. Everything will work out. Now run!"
The child ran and Virginia leaped upon Starlight and they were off.
When she got there, tears threaten to overwhelm her and her emotions became even more unsettled.
The village was burning and orcs were chasing down those that were running for their lives.
Virginia clicked her heels into her horse's side and they took off.
She fired from her bow, taking down orcs as she past them. She prayed that Eric's family survived.
It didn't take long, the orcs were already leaving the area when she arrived, she set her lips in a grim line as she watched and saw only a few left the village alive.
She turned when someone approached her, it was a child.
No more than five, blood on her face and tears in her eyes.
"Don't cry, Little One. I'm here to help." Virginia put her bow back on the saddle and then turned to the child.
"Come, it's safe now."
The little girl took a step forward and took her hand. She picked the child up and set her on Starlight.
"She is gentle, Little One. She will keep you save."
Virginia then turned and headed for the home of Eric's family.
The house was completely destroyed.
She found his parents, quickly, outside of the home they were, both dead. Amongst the rumble she heard crying.
"Philipa?! It's I, Virginia." She called.
Just more crying was her answer.
She carefully moved the rumble aside and found the huddle figure under a blanket.
She put her hand on the figure and said, "Shh, child, its me."
The figure moved and the blanket came of and Philipa said, "Virginia?"
"It's me. Come on. It's no longer safe here."
"Mama and Papa...they died protecting me."
"I know. Give me your hand. Eric is waiting for us at Rivendell."
Virginia helped her sick and injured friend up and on to her horse. Just as she was about to lead them out, pounding of horse huffs came from behind her.
Virginia grabbed her bow and had an arrow fitted, and whirled all in one motion.
"Calm yourself, it's us." Elladan said.
He was one of Lord Elrond's sons, and he was followed by his brother, Elrohir and several guards.
Virginia eased her pose and replaced her weapon to her saddle.
"Eric?"
"Is with Arwen and our father. He wants us back quickly."
Virginia nodded and turned to the little girl, and said, "Come, child. I need to ride with Philipa. My friends will take care of you."
The child nodded and wrapped her arms around Virginia's neck and she then handed the child to Elladan.
He spoke softly to the child and Virginia leaped up behind her friend. They headed out.
"What do we do know?"
"Rest and let me take care of you, Pip. All will work out. Trust me."
Virginia watched over Pip and her brother as they slept. She was angry that she was able to save the village, but she knew that it was not her fault. They had not known. How that was even possible when it was so close to Rivendell, she shook her head. This would not do. She couldn't fret over what she couldn't change. She tucked the blanket a bit closer around her friends and then she sat and watched them.
Soon sleep claimed her and she slumped in her chair.