Chapter Two: Return to Middle Earth

Enelya tossed and turned in her sleep. It was nearly midnight on July 31st—Enelya would soon be seventeen, and the magic hiding her elven heritage was fading.

All too soon the glowing red letters on Dudley's old alarm clock changed to 12:00. A soft white light illuminated the room, coming from Enelya herself. She finally lay still as the magic covering her fell away.

Enelya's hair grew until it reached past her waist, her ears became pointy, and her already pretty features became even fairer and appeared to glow with a luminescent radiance. However, through all of this, Enelya had seemed to shrink, becoming child-like in body, for elves age slowly.

The white light around Enelya grew brighter until the whole room was blindingly white, Hedwig screeched, and with a final flash, the girl was gone. And no one but Hedwig was the wiser.

Belladonna Took had seen a lot on her adventures to and from Imladris, but to see an unconscious child appear as if by magic—that was something new. She quickly dropped her small bow and rushed to the child, a girl she surmised, based on the long curling hair and delicate features. She was extremely pretty, Belladonna noticed absently, as she checked her pulse, almost elf-like, like Arwen—and then a frightening realization sank in. Hurriedly shoving a lock of hair aside, Belladonna found what she was looking for. A pointy, elven ear. The girl was an elfling!

But Belladonna knew the last elfling was Arwen herself, over 2000 years ago! This girl couldn't have been more than two decades old—making her at most ten human-wise.

Belladonna stood up, slung her bow on her back, and picked the child up, surprised and worried at how light she felt, much lighter than she would have expected. Still hobbits are not the strongest of creatures, so Belladonna was thankful that Rivendell was less than a mile away. She stumbled into the gates and gasped to a nearby elf,

"Get me Lord Elrond."

The elf in question took a look at the girl cradled in Bella's arms, and with wide eyes whispered,

"Quende."

Then he turned and ran for Elrond faster than Bella had ever seen an elf move before.

Only minutes later, Elrond appeared and took in Belladonna and the still unconscious girl. His eyes roved over her porcelain features, tiny body, and fiery red hair. Taking a few steps forward he dropped to his knees beside the two, catching a lock of soft red hair between his fingers and rubbing it.

"Arawen?" he whispered.

This is so evil leaving the story here, but I felt a cliffy was in order. So according to my math Enelya is 17 years old mentally but physically only about 8.5. My reasoning is this: elves age slowly, and are then immortal unless murdered or they fade, right? So every decade of elf aging is like five human years, and once an elf reaches 20 (don't know, I just like that number) in appearance (which is 4 decades) they are adults and stop aging unless they are halfelven, in which case they will live for 3000 more years until they begin to age, and at this point each elven decade is six months of mortal time, which means that middle age will take a very long time to set in, let alone old age. But no worries; Enelya is a full-blooded elf. Enjoy!