Hi again! Sorry it took so long, took longer than expected to type this one out. Legolas will appear soon but first there will be some family chapters.

Anyway, please enjoy!

Savanah's POV

I slowly opened my eyes to find I was in what can only be described as the throne room of Mount Olympus from Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief, minus the hearth in the middle. I was currently standing in the middle of the room with twelve beings studying me. I'm guessing that these twelve beings are the Vàlar the gods, or a hallucination, and I'm currently leaning toward the last.

"Am I dreaming?" I ask them curiously.

"No, you do not dream. I am Manwë ." The being in front of me says. He is fair and noble. My eyes widen and I pinch myself. Nope. I'm not dreaming.

"We have chosen to give you two choices. You may choose to be a Demigod, or to rebirth, like the Eldar, and assist Middle-Earth in their struggle against Sauron as an elleth. If you choose life as an elleth you may keep the memories of your previous life, for Vairë sees it will benefit Arda with your knowledge." He motioned to a golden-haired Vàlar Like all them, she is deathly fair, and she gazes on me with eyes that can see the past and the future.

I hesitated. "What about my sister?"

"She will stay with you either way." Manwë replied.

I thought it over, twisting my hands. Percy Jackson, Middle-Earth, Percy Jackson, Middle-Earth! Why did they have to choose between my favorite books? Gah!

"Middle earth." I answered with a sudden gasp. One stepped forward. Her hair was black as night, her face filled with wisdom. She was pale, and gentle, tall and graceful as a slender sapling, clad all in green and gold. "You are now an Elleth." she said softly. "You will remain in Imladris, but your sister is a Hobbit. Her home is in the Shire."

I nodded.

"May Elbereth's stars shine bright upon you." A soft light shone about her ,and then I was standing in a glade. Beside me is a short person who I assume to be my sister, due to the golden curls and short stature. They nodded and started what I assume is the process of making me an elf.

I leaned over to the brook nearby. I was tall, dressed in green. Twin knives are about my waist, and on my back twin swords. I heard a crack of twigs, and jumped around, fumbling to unsheathe my knives. Ten feet away from me is the most hideous creature I have ever seen. Blue paint was streaked across the malformed face.

"Uh…..Luria, run. I'll be behind you." I say, trying to figure out how to use these knives.

Luria nods, dashing off. Deciding these knives will be no use, I sheath them and draw my blades. I'm no good at fencing, but I heard the best thing is to attack. Too late. There are Orcs surrounding me. I'm going to die. Thank you so much, Vàlar. I brought up my sword against the sweeping scimitar, kicking him back. My foot hits his armor. Oh Elbéreth! I groan.

Dizzying pain hits me, sharp and slicing. An Orc blade is in my side. With a last weak effort I stab my blade through the Orc's throat, or I try. I don't know what happened to it. I'm on the ground. They're trying to tie me up, and my struggles are growing weaker by the second. One of them pulled the blade out of me, and I screamed, the red blood gushing on to the ground. And then one of them falls forward, straight onto me. My eyes are swimming, I can barely see the arrow that has penetrated his neck. It's Elvish. Then it's like someone has thrown night over my eyes. Everything's black.

Elladan's POV

The summer's day was warm and sweet, and the birdsong interrupted by Elrohir's bickering with me. I don't understand why he constantly does that. It's annoying. He's so thickheaded. Estel, even though he's a mortal, has a better brain that my brother, and he's silent. He's learned well.

"Shut up!" I snap to Elrohir, but he's ignoring me, looking forward. "You shut up! Can you hear that!"

I leaned forward as well, straining my ears. In the distance there a clash of steel upon steel, a yell of triumph, and then silence.

"What do you hear?" asked Estel curiously.

Elrohir shook his head. "There is something up ahead. What if you stay here?"

"No!"

Predictable. I ignore the feather-brained mortal and jump up into the trees, Elrohir following. We swung from the branches, to land in a clearing. Two Orc corpses lay, staining the green grass, and the rest were huddled over something. Elrohir's arrow struck an Orc and it fell, allowing me to see what they were doing. They were binding an elleth. Her struggles were weak, her feet bound securely. She swung out with one hand, and it was caught in an Orc's claw. Her blue eyes were clouding swiftly. Blood stained the grass. Taking careful aim, we fired together. Orcs are as stupid, though much uglier, than pigeons, and soon none were left alive.

I leapt down as Aragorn entered the clearing, leading our horses. He gazed at the Orcs. "I could have done better."
"Oh sure." snapped Elrohir. "Come here." he ended, gesturing for Aragorn to follow him.

"It's an Orc. What are you going to do, put its head up as a trophy?" sighed Aragorn. "Arwen won't like that."

I roll my eyes. "Your stupidity is getting on the nerves of even Esté, little brother. Under the Orc!"

Elrohir kicked it over, and Aragorn knelt to look at the unconscious elleth. "What is she doing here?"

"I don't know." Elrohir replied. "But she's bleeding out quick. Look at her shirt."

Aragorn nodded. "Well, why are we sitting here? We need to get her to Ada."

I nod. Maybe Estel has some hope left after all. I tie my cloak around her side as tightly as possible, and mounted as Elrohir handed her limp figure up to me. We sat off as a gallop towards Rivendell. It's far, and I feel her growing colder. By the time we finally arrived, the late summer's gloaming had come. I gingerly lowered the elleth my twin's arms, and he quickly made his to the healing halls, Aragorn following him. I dismounted and began to search for my father.

Not my best work but I'm just so excited for when after the Fellowship leaves! I have tons of ideas for Moria, and Lórien, and the mountains! I can hardly wait! But for now please be patient and F.F.R.R! Follow, Fave, Read, and Review! Thanks!

Ada-Father

Elleth-female elf

Esté-Vàlar of rest and peace.

Elbereth-Queen of the Stars, Spouse of Manwë

Manwë-the leader of the Ainur, one of the Aratar, King of the Valar, and husband of Elbereth.

Vairë-Vàlar, weaver of History, spouse of Mandos.

Vàlar-angels, servants of Ilúvatar