Eagle's nest

"are you ready" Theron asks Serana as she walks out of the house and towards the small court yard. They spent the last half hour talking about what they could need, what the plan when they got there was, how they should act and of course preparing themselves once that was decided. As they talked Theron was surprised that Serana didn't even object to what he told her, not that he came out and said 'we're doing this' to her but he thought that she would at least want to talk about it a little, consider other options maybe.

"as ready as I'll ever be" Serana answered as she walked to his side. She was wearing her standard vampire robes with a hood over her head but thankfully they had some time to prepare. The robes where given enchantments, one that would increase the natural Magicka pool within her allowing her to cast more spells before resting, as well as an enchantment that increased her life force giving her more health. Her hood was given a quite unique enchantment that granted her better protection from the sun's rays. Boots where enchantment to give her greater speed and make her feet silent as she walked allowing her to sneak up on who she targeted better. Her gloves where also given an enchantment that was increased in speed.

Finally, there was her necklace and ring. The necklace which was gold and had a gem of Aetherium at its crown, was enchanted which increased her resistance to pain of any kind and the dragon wedding ring on her figure, it had the most unique enchantment she's ever seen. The Aetherium on the ring was naturally a light blue color with a slight glow but when Theron was wounded it would turn red, a way of warning the other. She didn't know what to think when he told her about that, she didn't know whether or not it was for her benefit or his.

For weapons she held two Daedric dangers at her waist, both of which held enchantments that absorbed the life force of those she struck and if those dangers failed, she had her magic. She didn't have the same strength in the arcane Theron did but she was considered a master in conjuration and illusion.

Serana couldn't help but look over to Theron who stood calmly waiting for her. She looked at what he was wearing, knowing in advance that they were dealing with a potential world ending threat that's equal in danger to Alduin or Harkon, he wanted to be prepared as best he could. He stood with his full enhanced dark dragon scale armor, boots to helmet. The sword of the ancient tongues on his back, enchanted with magic that caused the blade to burn, freeze and shock whoever Theron struck it with as well as being blest by the divine with a holy light to greatly burn and frighten all manner of undead.

They spoke about bringing a bow with him but Serana brought up the fact that they might have to walk long distances so it would be best to travel as light as they could, so a conjured bow would have to do if the situation, whatever it was called for it. Apart from the sword on his back the only other type of weapon he had was his magic and the Thu'um, he would like to have more physical weapons with him but he knew Serana was right, they needed to travel as light as they could.

As for the armor itself, it was heavily enchanted in order to give him every advantage in any fight he could be in. The boots enchanted the same way Serana's was, speed and stealth. The main torso set of armor was given magic that increased his life force and the speed in which his wounds heal themselves. His gauntlets enchanted to increased his speed, strength, giving him greater skill with a sword and hand to hand combat. With the last piece of armor, his horned helmet, he could see greater distance's which was very helpful in his skills with a bow and was able to breath underwater.

Finally, the last piece of protection he had was his necklace, identical to Serana's but instead of a resistance to pain it was an increase of his Magicka. The wedding ring on his finger, like the necklace was identical to Serana's and it had the same enchantment. If Serana was ever injured to a serious degree, the glowing light blue crystal rock would turn to bloody red.

"are you sure you want to do this?" he asked as she stopped in front of her, he gently took both of her hands in his "we can still try something else..." he started.

"so, what?" she asked interrupting him "we just run away from everything, avoiding everyone we know, living in the wilderness, always looking over are shoulder?" she said tilting her head with a sly smile "while over the ocean, an entire continent burn's. All those people who live there, men, woman... children" Serana's voice broke at the mention of kids dying in the hundreds "who would we be if we run away from that? We can't leave them to that fate. I know you'd put me & my happiness first and that's why you're the love of my life but I also know that if you don't go, you'll never forgive yourself" she smiled as she lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck "it's not a question, we have to do this"

Theron smiled back as he wrapped his arms around her waist before leaning in to kiss her passionately, as their lips separated their heads rested against each other's. Helmet against hood, blue lizard eyes staring into red predator one's "well, it's a good thing a packed two bags then" he joked. Serana laughed at his words as they separated and Theron turned around to pick up two medium sized fur bags that where casually resting against a small ledge. Holding one in each hand, he lifted them up and presented them to her "do you want the tent or the food?" he asked with a smile.

She chuckled at him before walking forward and grabbing the fur bag that contained the food "I'd like the one that weighs less" she smiled before placing both straps around her shoulders.

He smiled back as he took the bag that contained fur tent and placed it over his shoulder, couldn't do it with both shoulders due to the sword on his back "and now one final thing to do" he said before digging out a letter from his fur bag, he made a very oddly sounding whistle. He lifted his arm and the eagle who's also made her home here came down and landed gracefully next to his elbow. Without a word he lifted the letter up and the eagle took it in her mouth before flying away in the direction of Whiterun.

Serana had a puzzled look on her face as the eagle flew off "do I want to know?" she asked with a cool gaze.

Theron smiled at her but she couldn't help but notice that there was a sad gaze in him "she'll take it to Jorrvaskr, hopefully one of the companions will see it and take it to Alea. She'll read what happened in Cyrodiil, where we're going now..." he spoke but at that moment he looked down with a sad look "and considering how this might end or that we might not return at all even if we win. It's says that from now on she's the new Harbinger, Tolfdir is the new Arch-mage, all of our homes are to be sold off and money is to be given to different charities that help people, good people who were affected by war, bandits, illness, whatever it is" Serana couldn't help but smile at his generosity.

Normally Serana would be concerned about that but it made sense, everything important was here. Everything at the home's he owns is nothing special, a large book collection, some swords and armor sets, some gold and a few other items. All in all, it would bring a lot of money to a lot of people who need it "and of course" he added with a bright smile "a glowing recommendation for my housecarls" she smiled with him at that "and as a finial request from Balgruuf, I've asked that Breezehome is left to Lydia. Figured she's earnt a place of her own"

Serana opened her mouth to talk but was cut off when the ground began to shake, the two looked to main entrance of the courtyard as it seemed that the air itself began to crack and distort. They both knew what this was, it was time "are you ready for this?" he asked her, with an unsure voice himself.

She was amazed by that, she couldn't help but laugh as the cracked air started to twist as it turned into a deep blue color and the it started to turn like a maelstrom in the ocean "are you?" she asked right back at him.

Theron chuckled at her before extending his hand "may I?" he asked. she smiled back at him before taking his hand in a strong grip "Now, I'm ready for anything"

Without another word the two walked forward and stopped right in front of the portal, Theron turned and looked over his shoulder. He couldn't help but sigh a smile as he looked out over the land, Skyrim, the land he saved, his home. He looked back to Serana before stepping forward. And with that one step, the dragonborn, the greatest hero of the age, left his home with his wife and embarked on another great journey.

Middle Earth

Theron and Serana both grunted as they fell on their stomachs. The first thing they noticed was the ground, it was grass and dirt so that ruled out the landscape being an artic land like Skyrim "Serana" Theron spoke getting to his hands and knees "sweetheart, talk to me" he said looking around trying to spot her.

"I'm ok" he heard her voice say from behind him, getting to his knees he quickly turned around and spotted her doing the same "that was not a good feeling" she added in a groggy voice.

Theron couldn't help but agree, he felt like he was just punched in the gut three times by Harkon and also had the worst hangover ever, of all time. Despite that he was able to pull himself to his feet and turn to face her "here" he spoke walking over to her and helping her to her feet.

"thanks" she said standing next to him and looking around "ok, what do we see?" she said thinking out loud.

Theron turned around to look about the environment "right" he said remembering what they talked about before they left. They needed to find out where they were, where the nearest civilization was and of course what this great evil was "it's hard to tell" he spoke looking up and seeing the night sky "what about you" he turned to Serana with a smirk "can the mistress of night see anything?" he asked.

Serana tilted her head at him with a sly look "I don't see anything" she said looking over Theron's shoulder "expect for that" she pointed behind him.

Theron turned around and his eyes widened "uh, can't believe I didn't see that" he said looking at what looked like some sort of ruin on top of a small mountain top "how far away do you think that is?" he asked as Serana walked up beside him.

It may have been dark but the moon light from the sky gave them a good view "a couple of miles" she said "assuming we don't run into any trouble, we could be there within an hour"

Theron nodded at her before raising his right hand and releasing a blue orb that hovered over his head and illuminated the area around them "let's go" he said as they started to walk in that direction "even if it turns out to be nothing we can still set up there for the night and get a good view of the area in the morning" he said as he started to walk forward, Serana next to him.

"you know" she spoke grabbing both straps of the bag over her shoulders in a casual tone "I feel we should be thankful that he didn't just drop us off in the middle of a battle field. At least one of our fathers is considerate"

"please don't call Akatosh that" Theron said back in low voice.

Serana quickly looked over to him and took his hand in hers "hey, it's not that bad. So, your father is a divine. So, what?" she asked.

Theron looked over to her as the two started to climb a hill across the fields "So, as far as I'm concerned my father was the man who raised me. The man who risked his life to keep me safe. He was my father" he said sternly, probably more then he meant too. It looked like Serana stumbled on a subject that hit a nerve of his without even realizing it.

"ok" she said softly "he was your father" it was a simple sentence and understanding but it was often those words that made the biggest impact on someone. Theron didn't turn to face her but she felt his hand grip hers just that little bit more firmly, it meant a lot to her. Serana wasn't going to lie, ever since she and Theron admitted their feelings for one another, there have been a few moments when there was an argument or a comment that happened and she was worried that he would leave her. It was stupid and she knew it but at the same time she just couldn't help it, she lost everything she knew and loved. Theron was the only person left and when he was angry with her it worried her to no-end.

The light in front of them went out and Theron lifted his hand up into the air and it glowed with a blue light, releasing another blue orb of light "it's times like this I miss the beast blood" he mumbled to himself.

Serana gave him a half chuckle "you don't mean that" she simply said knowing full well that it was just the ability to see in the dark.

Theron couldn't help but laugh "yeah you're right, I don't miss it at all" he said as they made it to the top of the large hill "even without it, not a bad view" he said looking lover the landscape and now being able to get a full view of the ruin. At first glance it looked like a type of watch tower for some old kingdom, it didn't take a long look to see that it was old. It had to be, the whole place was a ruin and looking around he couldn't see any sign of what it was a watch out for.

"Theron" Serana said with a concerned voice. He turned back to face her only to her with her arms slightly risen and looking to the ground slowly stepping backwards.

He narrowed at the sight before looking to ground himself "woah" he said jumping up slightly at the sight. On the ground all around the two where dozens and dozens of bugs, spiders and rats. All just walking away in the same direction past the couple and off into the distance. Theron walked over to Serana and looked at her closely "have you ever seen anything like that before?" he asked.

She just looked at him bewildered still by the sight, she shook her head before looking over his shoulder "Theron" she said walking up to him and placing her hands on his shoulders "there" she turned him around and pointed at an area at the half way point between the top of the ruin and the bottom. A small orange light.

"that's a fire" Theron said as his eyes narrowed "do you hear that?" he asked.

Serana froze in place as her vampiric ears listened. She could hear some birds, insects, the tree's swaying in the wind not too far away and shouting. The sound of a man's voice, he was yelling or screaming at something and in the distance both of them could see the light that seemed like a fire began to flicker.

"HHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" Theron and Serana both froze in place, completely zoned out. There were certain moments in life when a shock just causes your mind to lose control of your body, it doesn't happen that often but it does happen and this was defiantly one of them. That was without a doubt the most inhuman sound either of them has ever heard and when both of them have met or either been a Vampire and Werewolf, Deadra, Falmer and all manner of monsters, that was saying something.

"there" Theron pointed to a small area of land in front of ruin. It was hard to tell dur to the clothing that they wore, but they could see five figures, all of which were wearing long black robes that covered their entire bodies, sharp dark swords raised in a pointing motion in the direction they were moving. They were spaced out by a couple of feet but it was clear that they were moving fast and with purpose, right towards where Serana heard those voices.

"how much do you want to bet that they're part of something evil" Serana asked sarcastically as she saw Theron looking at the ruin thoroughly.

"ok, I see two way's up. Their taking one" he started running down the hill they were on towards the ruin "we can cut them off at the top!" he yelled as they ran side by side.

As they ran across the dark field that had a small build of fog over the ground, Theron and Serana both unstrung the fur bags that they had on their backs and through them to the ground, Serana more gently then Theron, not surprising considering that his only had a tent and Serana's had food and some potions which neither of them wanted to break. As the two began to climb the ruined and broken stair way to the top neither couldn't help but feel an over whelming sense of dread. It wasn't the type of feeling you get when you're losing a fight or being betrayed, it was the type of dread you feel just before a mission or just before you feel get some news. It was your gut screaming at you saying something bad is about to happen, not something that already has.

Theron and Serana now reached the top level, they couldn't think much of it. Like everything else in the area, it was ruin but what got his attention was who else was there. Standing in the middle where four different individuals, what surprised the both of them were how small they were. From where they were both standing, they looked like children but Serana knew form the scent alone their blood was much older than that of children. Right now, Theron was focused on what the four where looking at. The five Dark hooded figures were standing just on the edges of the ruin, all holding their dark swords close to their chests pointing upwards. Now much closer than before, Theron could get a much better look at these... things. The first thing he noticed was that their faces where completely blacked out by their hoods but he also felt the power of magic, it was like they were practically made of the stuff, similar to that of the Draugr in the many tomes he's been in. Everything else was the same as before, a black cloak covered their whole bodies. The only thing that was visible was dark silver gauntlet's over their hands and the same metal that seemed to be over their feet that was seen when they stepped.

Theron stepped forward down a few steps and was now on the same level as the hooded figures and the four... smaller figures. Serana was stepping close behind him, neither showing the slightest hint of fear. As soon as Theron's foot hit the ground the hooded figures all stopped moving and looked up to see him. As soon as their heads turned to face him, he couldn't help but feel the temperature around him drop. He took a breath and saw steam come of his mouth. The four smaller figures all turned around to see who those... demons where looking at. Now that they were all facing him Theron could see their faces, they all had the faces that seemed much older than their bodies seemed to be.

Not wanting to waste any time, he slowly walked forward "Serana, keep them safe" he said calmly as his eyes never left theirs. As he walked the smaller figures stepped to the side and moved behind him sensing that he wasn't a big of danger to them as the dark beings where.

Theron slowly reached up and grabbed the hilt of his sword, unsheathing it. The figures all aimed their swords at him "who are you?" he asked slowly lifting the blade and pointing it at them. They didn't answer, the dark figure in the middle dashed forward towards him. The two entered into a blade lock for a moment staring intently at each other "not in the mood for talking then" he said with a smirk as he saw the figure look up to see Theron's enchantments working as the figure's blade began to glow red with heat that was coming off Theron's own, not wasting time he lifted his leg up and kicking the figure back a few steps.

He charged in agasint the cloaked figures with a flurry of spinning motions, he was blocking every attack the figures where giving him but due to how heavily he was outnumbered he wasn't able to take the time to actually attacking them. Though Theron was confident in his abilities as a fighter as well as Serana's. He and she had taken on a large number of enemies at one time without any trouble but This was not the time to gain information because quite frankly, he doubted he would get it from the figures. Before they all charged him at once, he acted "Serana, cover yourself" he said without turning around.

Behind him, Serana knew instantly what he was planning. Without any hesitation she quickly grabbed the four small people and pushed them to the side "Hey, easy" one said but she didn't listen to it. Once that was done, she herself joined them behind some cover and covered her face, hands, every bit of her skin that was exposed. She needed to or this was going to hurt.

Theron waited around two seconds for her to get to cover before he acted, he held the 'sword of antient tongues' up to his chest and then grabbed it with both his hands. As his hands connected the hilt, a small shock wave of wind erupted from around Theron. The runes that rested in a line along the whole length of the blade began to glow, before the dark figures could even thing about what was happening. An explosion of holy light came from the blade "HHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" the figures shouted as they tried to cover themselves from the light.

"GO BACK TO THE DARKNESS!" Theron shouted over the sound of what he assumed was a type painful scream "BACK TO YOUR MASTER! AND LET HIM KNOW THAT I AM COMING FOR HIM!" he threatened as he looked through the light and saw the figures turn and run away. Once he was saw they were gone, his right hand left the hilt of blade causing the light to vanish and the runes to lose their glow.

Taking a deep breath Theron looked around in front of him, they were alone. Turning back around he saw that Serana had stepped out of her cover, with the smaller people behind her "are you ok?" he asked slightly worried. She nodded at him as she took a few deep breaths, she walked over to him and walked to where the demons stood. She took a deep sniff, using all of her vampiric sense she tried anything she could to pick up a scent, a trace, anything that could give them an idea of what those things where or where they went "anything" Theron asked from behind her.

She turned to face him "not really, it just smells of death and a little bit of necromancy" she couldn't help but let a shudder pass through her "it reminds me of Bal" she said.

At the mere mention of Molag-Bal, Theron's hatred grew to an unmiserable degree. Out of all the people and gods Theron as met or even heard off, Molag-FUCKING-Bal was without a doubt at the very top of his shit list. But right now, he needs to focus on their current situation "that does not bode well for us" he stated.

Serana slowly shook her head "no, no it doesn't"

"who are you?" a voice said from behind the pair.

Theron and Serana both turned in place and they were both surprised by a new different individual had joined them. Standing in the middle of the four small figures was a man, he a little smaller then Theron, had long brown hair, a thin set of clothing that also held some small amount of armor and a long-sword pointed right at Theron. They both looked at each other for a moment, Serana shrugged and crossed her arms at him, he turned back to the man ready to speak. Theron couldn't explain it but his gut was telling him that this man was ok. He reached up and re-sheathed his sword "My name is Theron, this is my wife Serana. I assure you that we are not your enemy" he said calmly lifting his hands up in a surrender fashion.

The man tilted his head to side for a moment, deep in thought about whether or not he could trust them no doubt. After several seconds, the man nodded before sheathing his on sword "I'm Aragorn son of Arathorn" he turned his head to the four smaller men "this is Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin" Serana and Theron both nodded to them "tell me, what is warrior of your caliber doing out here in the wilderness?" He asked.

Theron wasn't surprised that he directed the question towards him and not Serana, given the fact that he was wearing armor and she wasn't, it wasn't that surprising "we were sent here" Theron said not really having the time nor patients to come with and maintain a lie about the situation they were in "sent from a land beyond the western sea, to help aid the people of the land fight against the forces of darkness that are growing here" he explained "and I take it, those... things in robes are a part of that darkness. You know of what they are do you not?" he asked.

Aragorn nodded at him, if he was thinking about what Theron just told him he didn't show it "yes, they are the Nazgul. Ring wraiths. They are neither living nor dead, they've been hunting us for the past two days now"

"hunting you?" Serana asked stepping forward "why?" she asked.

"we have something that they greatly desire and it must be kept from them. We're on our way to Rivendell. The home of the High Elves, they'll be able to help us"

Theron couldn't help but chuckle at that "helpful High Elves? That's a first" he said with an amused smile "regardless, we would like to accompany you to this Rivendell. Chances are there's someone there who can help us know more about this threat you face"

Aragorn seemed to think about what he said for a moment, Theron could tell that though it seems hard to believe, he was considering it "It's a two-day journey to Rivendell from here. Do you bring any provisions?" he asked.

"we did" Serana nodded "we left them at the bottom of this ruin before racing up to confront those... Nazgul's"

"they were closer than we thought" one of the smaller men said, Frodo "we'll need to keep moving fast in order to stay ahead of them"

"couldn't have said it better me'self" Pippen said looking over to Theron and Serana "even with our new friends here, I don't like the chances of fenden them off again"

"then we better get moving" Theron said looking back to Aragorn who seemed to be in charge of the... odd group.

"we'll head back down and make are way there. Frodo is right, we'll need to reach the home of the elves quickly before the Nazgul have time to organize and reassess you as a threat" he said before turning around and heading away from the top of the ruin.


Once they reached to bottom of the ruin Theron and Serana both grabbed their bags which where thankfully still there and unharmed. Aragon gave them both a nod before turning around and leading the way into the distance. For the moment he took to roll of team leader which the pair of Nords where more than happy with considering they hadn't the faintest idea where they would be heading.

After walking for around an hour Theron felt now would be a good time to ask "Aragon, I was wondering if I could ask you some questions about this land?" he started picking up some speed to walk next to him "more specifically the evil that has begun to inhabit it"

For a moment Aragon didn't say anything, no doubt still thinking weather or not he should tell someone he just met about something that means so much "I only know of one evil that can effect Middle-Earth so much while at the same time bringing forth the Nazgul to serve them..." he started.

"Middle-Earth?" Serana said interrupting him from the back of the group, the four smaller humans turned to face her and it didn't take a genius to figure out that they were feeling uneasy. After all she was standing right behind them in the dead of night with glowing red eyes that housed a look of hunger, that would unnerve most people.

"Middle-Earth is the land you have found yourselves in" Aragon informed "I do not know all the details but from what I've been told, thousands of years ago the great rings where forged. Three where given to the Elves, immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings..."

"Wait" Theron said interrupting him this time "the Elves are immortal?" he couldn't help but be amazed by that little bit of info, true the high Elves of the Summerset Isle have a longer life span then most but that was only a hundred years or so.

This time Frodo decided to speak up "they can still be killed, but it will only be to mortal wounds. Age and time have different concepts to them"

"Seven rings where given to the Dwarf Lords, ancient miners and craftsmen of the mountain hall" Aragon continued, Theron and Serana where both about to ask him about the Dwarf's and if they're still around but remembered that he said that this all happened thousands of years ago and the most likely the same fate that befell the Dwarf's in Tamriel did the same here "and nine rings where given to the race of men, who above all else desired power. Within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race" he explained.

Theron was listening in with great interest as was Serana who had also noticed the look of interest the four others had as well "but soon, they all found themselves deceived because they found that another ring had been made. In the dark and unforgiving lands of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the dark lord Sauron was able to forge in secret a master ring, able to control the others. And in this ring, he poured in his cruelty, his mallas, his will to dominate all life" Aragon turned to face him, looking him dead in the eye "one ring, to rule them all"

Theron couldn't help but completely drawn in to this tale, it wasn't a completely unfamiliar tale to him or Serana. It was much like Harkon and Mirrak, not so much Alduin but that didn't matter now "one by one, all of the free people's and lands began to fall to the power of the ring and Sauron's vast army. Middle-Earth was almost his, until a unity was made. A last hope was made in the form an alliance between the races of men and Elves, together they marched on the slopes of Mount Doom and fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth. They had broken through Sauron's forces and where close to winning the day"

As Aragon spoke Theron heard a wince come from behind them. They both turned to see Serana, a small amount of smoke coming off her hands as she was in middle of putting her gloves on "are you ok?" he asked with a voice of concern. Turning his head, he that the sun had just started to make its way over the horizon. He was glad that she seemed fine but that was only because of the enchantments her robes had and they can only help so much.

She looked to him and gave a caring smile before nodding "I'm fine, a little sun won't kill me" she turned back to face Aragon ignoring the looks of amazement and worry coming from Frodo and the others, no doubt due to her skin doing something they've never seen before "please continue your tale. I find it incredibly interesting"

Aragon took a moment while Theron's eyes lingered on her in worry. She was right though, Serana has taken much worse sunlight then that "the battle, was almost won. But the power of the ring, could not be undone. Sauron had joined the battle and began to annihilate them. He wiped out half of the attack force on his own, thousands of men. It wasn't until Isildur, the son of the king was able to sever his fingers separating the ring from his body, destroying his physical self. That's my knowledge on the subject" he finished and Theron had to give him credit. He knows how to tell a good story.

As they continued to walk for the next few hours, the group changed positions many times. Theron and Serana had proven to be the most talkative asking a great deal of questions, such as what the group of smaller men where, not in a rude type of fasion, they were just curious. And they were surprised when Sam said that they're what most people call half-lings but they prefer to be called 'hobbits' "so Theron, tell me buddy" Pippen spoke "are you a wizard? I've only ever seen Gandalf been able to produce light from weapons like that"

As the question was spoken, Theron was at the back of the group, the hobbits in front of him, Aragon was still at the lead of the group and Serana was behind him "Wizard, Sorcerer, master or the Arcane" he listed with a little more pride in his voice then he meant too "I definitely know how to use magic"

Serana rolled her eyes at his words "yes, which he never fails to remained us" she turned to face the hobbits "please don't ask him anything involving magic. His ego's big enough as it is" she glared at Theron who just smiled back at her.


The group had been walking in relative peace for the rest of the journey, Theron and Serana both continued to ask questions about middle earth. The hobbits asked them just as many questions about practically everything they could think of. It wasn't until the third day around noon that they came across those they sought after.

Theron and Serana stood at the back of the group as they walked through a lush green field, the hobbits in the middle with Aragon in the front. Theron heard the thudding sound about a second before Serana did and it took them another split second to recognize the sound of horses, at least a dozen. Based on how Aragon suddenly stopped walking he heard as well, it was another few seconds before they saw six horses running towards them, they couldn't help but notice that their riders where wearing a very odd type of armor.

Though it didn't take long before the riders to reach them, the lead rider led his horse forward a little more than the others. Stepping down from his horse he removed his helmet... oh wait, as husband and wife looked at him, it was then they realized that he was a she and it was also then they realized she was quite beautiful. She walked up to Aragon and looked him in the eye "Aragon" she started.

As the two began to start a conversation Theron and Serana both starred at the Elf and couldn't help but notice that she and the others looked nothing like the high Elves of Tamriel. Unlike them these Elves are the same Hight as the humans, though they still have the same pointed ears their skin isn't the oil, orange color that they've grown to know but the same type as them. They were both so caught up in their separate analysis of the Elf they didn't notice that the other riders began to ride forward and slowly circle them. When they did, it was also when one of the Elves thought it was a good idea to point their weapon at Theron's face.

In hindsight he should have known that the Elf was just making sure they were all safe from the unknown party, he couldn't blame him considering he and Serana are a really intimidating couple, especially when they're both wearing armor. Theron could have sworn what happened next was just instinct, he didn't even realize what he did until it was over. In the span of a few seconds, he grabbed the hilt of the Elf's sword with one hand and grabbed his wrist with another. Pulling him off the horse forcing him to a ruff landing, his hand glowed with a purple light and a long sword extended from nothing and was aimed at his neck.

There was a moment of silence before Theron looked up, back to the world around him. There were five horses surrounding him, five swords pointed at his neck, four halflings looking completely shocked, a man looking ready to strike him down and finally a vampire with a tired expression and fingers bridging the gap between her eyes with a sigh "sorcery" the Elf woman said, a hint of awe in her voice combined with a face of shook. She walked forward towards him not bating an eye as she stepped past the horses, stopping right in front of him "who are you?" she asked bluntly.

Theron looked at the woman for a minute or two trying to get as much info from her as he could, it always helped to know who you're talking to. If he could describe her in a few words it would be 'noble' everything about her screamed royalty, or nobility at least. If he was being honest with himself, he would say that she held herself similar to how Serana used to be when they first met. Way back when she was still so uptight, it took a while for her to loosen up and enjoy life the way she does now "My name is Theron. This is my wife Serana" he spoke still holding the magical sword.

The woman looked him up and down before doing to the same to Serana "I know of and have spoken to every wizard that walks middle-earth" she announced "but I haven't seen you nor have I heard of you. I so ask again, who are you?" this time she spoke with a bit more ferocity and fierceness.

Theron couldn't help but frown at her words, he gave her a sarcastic chuckle before responding "why am I surprised. Here or anywhere else in the world, Elves, always so cynical and untrusting" the purple sword in his hand glowed a little bit brighter and the blade extended down further, now causing small drops of blood to spill from the Elf's neck.

Serana sighed once again before walking forward not caring about the swords aimed at her, that's happened a lot in her life. Stopping beside Theron she grabbed him by the hip before pushing back, forcing him to step away from the downed Elf and releasing the hold he had over his magical blade "Darling, please behave yourself" she couldn't help but say sweetly before leaning down and not so gently picking the Elf up off the ground, before he could even attempt to walk away she again not so gently throw him away without a care. Causing the Elf to fly through the air over his own horse and landing on the other side. That caused the Elves to break their unflinching warrior look. The woman took a step back in shock at what she did while the others all looked at each other in worry lowering their swords slightly before bring them back up.

Serana looked right into the eyes of the Elven woman who found herself frozen in fear as she starred into the blood red eyes of the vampire lord "are you the one in charge here?" she asked bluntly losing her patients.

The Elf's eyes narrowed slightly before answering "I am" she said just as bluntly but with a little hint of pride in her voice.

"Arwen" Aragon said as he took a step forward towards her "they claim to be travels hailing from a land beyond the eastern sea" he explained. Arwen frowned at him for a moment, no doubt in... well doubt at that claim "they seek an audience with Lord Elrond"

This time she gave a chuckle "and why would I grant that?" she asked turning to face him as the Elf Serana through began to stand back up with an angry glare and a hand holding his neck as small drops of blood began to spill from it "your word may carry some amount of weight to it" she said to Aragon "even more so than usual, if what you are suspected of carrying is true" she glanced at Frodo which got both Theron and Serana to raise an eye brow, wondering what made the Hobbit so important "it will not be enough to grant an audience between Lord Elrond and two strangers, even if one of them is a wizard"

"he's not just a user of magic" he defended "he fought against one of the nine, a Nazgul, before driving off all eight others with his weapon" that did more damage to the Elf's façade than anything else, upon hearing that some even had their horses take a few steps back in shock and fear.


"woah" Theron said as he and the others where led down the small mountain pass. From what he and Serana where told this pass led to Rivendell, and he to admit. If the Elf's in any land did one thing right it would be architecture. The city didn't even look like a city itself, more like one big large house but the way the sunlight shined down from the sky and baked the land in an orange glow made the area look completely majestic.

"that's beautiful" Serana said with eyes just as wide.

"Don't stop" Arwen said from behind the two. Once they started to make their way here after Aragon's little declaration about Theron's fight with the Nazgul she started standing behind him and Serana having them lead the group, just pointing out directions where to go "we need to reach it before nightfall if you want to see Lord Elrond" she spoke.

The two had taken a moment before they registered what she said and began to move forward towards the city.

Hey guys, so sorry about the delay. But I have been very busy with college and my other stories, but I will try and do better I promise. Anyway, let me all know what you think about Theron and Serana's introduction to middle earth, how Aragon and the hobbits acted towards them. And of course, let me know what you think should happen next.

See you in the next chapter.