A/N: Pawns, I'm still in my "bored" mood. I think I'm a little cranky lately, but I'm not going to complain about it. Instead, I'm going to continue being rude in these A/N that you don't have to read.

Thank you for your wonderful reviews, and stroking my ego. I'll continue to have you stroke my ego until I feel it is necessary for my ego to plummet into total abyss.

None of the characters are mine (except the ones that are) and if they were, I'd be rich and famous right now.

I'll probably update this story...every time I get a comment from someone new, so--I've all ready gotten comments from: npc.angel.111 and Hallows07 (you guys can still comment, I'm not saying you can't...it just won't get me anywhere...)

Oh, and just to annoy you guys. I'm all ready in the "Two Towers" with this, so I have as many chapters as any other book.

And ANOTHER thing. Elixa's speech is very modern...and straightforward, she holds nothing back and is extremely, very bold


Chapter Two

New Arrivals

"Four hobbits, Aragorn, and Gandalf the wizard..." Elixa said randomly to Arwen. Arwen had a dreamy look on her face. Elixa snapped her fingers. "Hello!"

Arwen snapped out of her trance.

"Sorry Elixa...I was just-"

"Hearts for Aragorn?" Elixa finished with an I-Know-You look. Arwen blushed and fondled her Evening Star. Elixa stared at it and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Arwen asked.

"Why is it everyone here wears those necklaces? And yet I don't wear one?" she asked with utter disappointment in her voice. Arwen shrugged.

"I have no clue," she said. She thought about it for a moment, she paused. "Maybe you should go ask father." Elixa slouched, that wasn't the answer she wanted to hear.

"I might," she replied glumly.


Elixa hesitated before entering her father's room. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. Quietly and cautiously she entered her father's domain. Lord Elrond was standing looking out at Rivendell, his hands clasped neatly behind his back. Elixa stopped in her tracks, not bothering to make her presence known. Elrond, sensing another presence, turned around and smiled at his daughter.

"Elixa," he greeted warmly. Elixa smiled and walked toward her father, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek as she did.

"Hello father," she replied. Elrond looked at his daughter with love.

"Vanimle sila tiri (Your beauty shines bright)," he complimented. Elixa flushed and looked down, her face dropped suddenly. A look of concern crept onto Elrond's face; he cupped his daughter's chin in his hand and lifted her head up.

"Atar (Father)," she said shakily. Elrond was troubled.

What is wrong with Elixa? He thought with concern.

"Heruamin, amin merna quen… (My Lord, I wish to speak…)" Elixa said with a slight quiver in her voice.

"Go on my child," replied Elrond.

Elixa stared at her father. "Am I not yours to command?"

"What is this you speak of?" inquired Elrond.

"Have I not served you all these years? Listened to your every will and obeyed your ways?" she asked.

"Yes my child…but what is this you speak of?" he asked, his concern growing.

"Atar (Father)" Elixa whispered. "Amin mela lle (I love you)."

"But?" he asked. Elixa could feel sadness engulf her.

"Amin caela n'noa (I have no idea)" she paused. "Ya or mani amin…amin-- (Who or what I…I--)."

Elrond embraced Elixa, and let out a sigh. "Elixa" he whispered. "Ya auta yeste' ille coia Elixa? Ya rashwes ille kaima? (Who's leading your life Elixa? Who troubles your sleep?)." Letting out another sigh, Elrond stared into his daughter's eyes and very softly told her. "No one but you, Elixa."

Elixa smiled. Not really what I came here for. I came to learn stuff about me, but…it can wait. Elrond gave Elixa a gently kiss on the forehead and smiled down at her. Elixa returned the smile. And another thing to add to my thoughts…that was a really corny conversation…

"Oh, I'm so sorry…" an old voice said. Elixa and Elrond looked at the intruder.

"No, it's all right" Elrond said. "We were done, come in Gandalf." Elixa smiled at Gandalf; he always had this kind and gentle nature about him. She nodded to him, as he smiled back at her.

"Good to see you again, Gandalf."

"You too," Gandalf said. Elixa nodded and walked past him outside.

After Elixa was out of hearing distance, Gandalf nodded to Elrond.

"Have you told her?" he inquired with curiosity. Elrond shook his head 'no'.

"I haven't been able to," he replied.

"My friend," Gandalf said with sympathy. "She needs to know."

Elrond rubbed his temples. "How can I tell her now?"

"That is for you to figure out on your own, but now to the business of the ring," he said. Elrond nodded.


"Well?" inquired Arwen.

"Well what?" Elixa asked, fooling around organizing a plant.

"Find anything interesting?" she asked.

"Not really…Dad's really poetic," Elixa said with a smirk. Arwen smiled sweetly. Elixa stopped foundling the plant and leaned against the railing. "I don't think he'll ever tell me the truth." Arwen put a hand on her sister's shoulder.

"How do you even know he's lying to you?" she asked. Elixa looked at her sister like she was stupid.

"I've known dad for over…how many years has it been?" Elixa asked.

"Er…The years just slip by, it is hard to keep track."

"Exactly, I think I'd know if something was up…" Elixa said.

"I guess," Arwen replied. A long silence followed after that. Finally, Elixa let out a sigh.

"I'm going for a walk," she said.

"Okay," said Arwen as Elixa walked away. Arwen shook her head. Father.

Maybe Arwen's right, maybe he isn't hiding anything from me. Elixa walked down toward her favorite spot in all of Rivendell, the river. It seemed that it was the closest thing she'd get to the outside world. She plopped herself onto a rock and leaned back.

Though…if he is hiding something from me, why doesn't he just tell me? She looked out at the forest. Well…the fact that he never lets me leave must mean that he's hiding something from me to protect me for so long and that he admitted I was special must mean something. She shrugged her shoulders and stood up, stretching.

"Oh-well…" she said. "I haven't known for over a thousand years, I don't need to know now." With that, she nodded to reassure herself and walked back up to Rivendell.


"Exactly what is up with those hobbits?" Elixa asked her sister.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"They seem so…I don't know, distant." Arwen laughed.

"Of what?" she asked.

"Whom, of whom" Elixa corrected, silence passed between the two sisters. She smiled.

"Oh! You don't think that they like you, do you?" she asked teasingly.

"Come on! You see how they look at me!" Elixa shouted. Arwen smirked.

"No, I don't" she wanted to hear this from Elixa's own mouth.

"The one who got stabbed—"

"Frodo," Arwen interrupted.

"Yeah! He gives me a look like I'm judging him!" Elixa shouted.

"Are you?" she asked.

"Yes! But aside the point…"

Arwen laughed and shook her head. "You are so weird, sometimes."

"What? Have you seen his eyes? It's the only thing I can stare at! They're like, bulging out of his small hobbit head!" Elixa shouted seriously. Arwen laughed once more.

"What else?" she said in between laughs.

"That fat one—"

"Sam" she interrupted once more.

"Yeah, like bug-boy—"

Arwen laughed once more. "Nice nickname." She gave Arwen a sarcastic look.

"As I was saying, he stares at me like I'm going to kill bug-boy," Elixa stated.

"Are you?" Arwen asked once more.

"If he keeps staring at me like that, then yes I will consider it." Arwen placed a hand on Elixa's shoulder.

"Is that all?" she asked.

"No, the two hobbits who stick around each other—"

"Merry and Pippin," Arwen said.

"Yeah! Those two…ugh!" Elixa said with annoyance in her voice. "They seem to have it out for me!"

"How so?" Arwen laughed.

"You know what I think?" Elixa asked, now half-talking to herself, half-talking to Arwen.

"No, what?"

"I think that all four hobbits are conspiring against me…yeah" her voice now dropped to a low whisper. "A conspiracy…"

"Hello? Earth to Elixa!" Arwen shouted waving a hand in front of her face. Elixa snapped out of it and looked at Arwen.

"Huh?" she asked. Arwen shook her head.

"You are so weird," she replied.

"Psh," Elixa replied and walked off laughing. Arwen followed after with a smile on her face.


Pippin poked his head around the corner and stared at Elixa. She was tending to the plants, again. Is that all she does?

"Pippin!" he heard Merry call. Pippin turned around and signaled to him to come over, but to be quiet. Merry walked over and kneeled down.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a low whisper. Pippin pointed to Elixa. Merry glanced around the corner and nodded is head in understanding. "The strange elf, again?"

"Bizarre isn't she?' Pippin asked in a whisper. Merry nodded with uncertainty.

"There are a lot of weird people around these parts, Pippin." He patted Pippin on the shoulder, got up, and left.

Bah! What does he know? Pippin asked himself and went back to spying on Elixa.

Does he ever stop? Elixa thought to herself as she heard every word said from Merry and Pippin. She shrugged. And they think I'm weird. She lightly chuckled to herself. She heard Merry leave and smirked to herself. I think it is time that Pippin and I had a little chat, we'll see how he finds me after that.

Oh-no…I think she's spotted me! Pippin thought and frantically got up to run.

Coward! Shouted Elixa. She quickly walked over and grabbed Pippin's arm, turning him around so he looked at her.

"Isn't it rude to spy on a lady?" she asked sternly. Pippin gulped. This'll be good.

"I-I'm sorry milady," Pippin replied shakily.

"Milady? Psh…" Elixa said and let go of Pippin. "Who goes around calling people 'milady'?"

"Everyone, actually" Pippin said.

"But is sounds so…weird," she said with a smirk. Pippin gulped and looked at the stone floor. Elixa cocked and eyebrow and stared at the ground. "I'll never understand what is so interesting about the floor…"

Pippin quickly looked up, as did Elixa. With a smile she lightly touched Pippin on the head and bent down to his level.

"Not all elves are as they seem, even the strangest ones can surprise you." She got up and walked off, leaving Pippin confused and a bit relieved.

Defiantly weird. He thought and watched her walk off.