The space ship was not very big and looked slightly cramped I looked at it dolefully and began to wonder if this was for real. Johnson must have seen my confusion because he said

"This is just a pelican drop ship. The real space craft is orbiting Middle earths atmosphere."

"Oh I said," that really did make since to me. Mother had taught me all about the air and science. I particularly liked advanced calculus. It was so fun seeing how numbers fit together to make things. I love learning.

"We just have one stop to make. We have to go to Minas Tirith and pick someone else up to help us. It wont take long. Strap in."

I did so, brining the seat belt up and over myself. Johnson started the pelican up and we flew up and around the place and eventually we landed in the big field outside Gondor's capital city. I was a little startled by the roughness of the landing, but obviously Johnson had not trained to hard on flying aricraft. He was just a grunt laborer. I began to wonder who his boss was. He turned around in his seat and looked at me steadily.

"Do you want to stay here, or do you want to come with me and get Eldarion? It don't matter none to me, but you might be less bored to come. And his parents might be more willing to let him come with us if you are there." he said with his gruff voice.

I said that I would gladly go with him and the two of us left the ship and went into the city. Many people gave him odd stares, but when they saw that I was with him, the looked abashed and tried to stop. Really it was hard not to stare. I mean seriously, this guy was dressed like no one any of us had ever seen. He had a wary, almost cat likeness about him. I watched him out of the corner of my eye as the two of us climbed the tiers of the city. Eventually we ended up at the citadel.

"Let us in, wing boys, before I show you what this gun can do," he said unkindly to the guard. He looked startled and looked at me with confusion. I gave him a soft, understanding smile and rolled my eyes. Johnson needed a lesson in manners, but here was neither the time, nor the place. Soon though, we would begin our lessons on etiquette.

The guard opened the door for us an announced our arrival to King Aragorn. WE walked through the throne room and stopped at the big throne.

"Faerwen!!!!!" Arwen cried when she saw me. "My how you have grown. How fares your mother? Is she doing well? Oh, how I wish we could all live closer together. But alas. Why have you come here? Is something the matter?"

"Yes," Johnson said, "The covenant armada is on its way here and the UNSC needs your son and this young lady to come with us. They are the ones who know this area well enough and their part elvish blood will allow them to use the Mjolnir armor. Please let us take your child. The lady Vearanniel allowed us to take her daughter, surly you can spare your son."

Arwen nodded dutifully. "Of course, Vearanniel is the most intelligent person that I know. She knows what is best." she turned to a servant. "GO fetch my son. He is needed."

We all stood around awkwardly for a while and then Eldarion came. I was surprised, I hadn't seen him in several years and he was now, well, hot. Before he was scrawny and pale like some sort of gamin nerd. Now he was tall, dark and handsome like his dad. He looked at me with surprise when he saw me as well. I felt myself grow a little embarrassed when I realized I had been staring. He gave me a very coy smile.

Aragorn looked at hi son proudly. He filled his son in on the situation quickly.

"Now, you will save the world, just like I did," he said with satisfaction.

"Not quite. Your son is going to have a tougher enemy and a gun. Come on now. We need to get these to little un's trained up ASAP."

The three of us left the city and returned to the pelican. We then prepared to leave ME's atmosphere and we went into a big, and I mean huge, Frigate. We were greeted by a man that was at least 7 feet tall and I just couldn't help myself. All the emotions of the day got to me and I fainted dead away.