Elsa woke with a start, looking around the strange room she soon remembered where she was, a strange new world, with strange new people, in a strange new city called Riverdale. She recalled how a man resembling V had offered them rooms to stay in without even one question. It was odd she thought, in Arendelle there would have been questions asked, money exchanged, secrets revealed...
A soft creak caused the Queen to whirl around to face the door; it was the man who had allowed them to stay the night. "I am most sorry to have disturbed your slumber, but I do have a few questions that must be answered."
The girl gulped and nodded her head, "Very well. Ask me what you must."
"I am Lord Elrond of Riverdale, who might you be fair maiden?"
"Pleased to meet you Lord Elrond, you have my thanks for allowing us to stay here. I am Queen Elsa of Arendelle."
Elrond bowed and then continued, "I am sorry, I have never heard of such a kingdom. It is very far I assume?" he noticed the woman in front of him tense up slightly.
"Yes" the Queen hesitantly replied, "I left my kingdom after it was obliterated, I alone was the sole survivor. My companion and I are simply travelers without a purpose now."
The man wore a concerned expression, "You were the sole survivor? Surely some poor creature survived whatever attack destroyed your kingdom?"
The Queen shook her head, "No, I am certain that I am the only living creature to have lived in Arendelle. None survived." She said as she began to stand up.
"You have my deepest condolences and apologies your majesty. I have only two things that I must ask you..." he said as he sat down in a nearby chair. Elsa took a seat across from him and prepared to answer.
"Your companion, is...very very gifted in certain magical aspects. So I have to ask, are you too...gifted?" the Lord noticed the briefest look of surprise on the Queens face. Elsa stammered,
"G-G-Gifted?" she finally said. The man across from her nodded and the queen continued. "Y-Yes..."
Lord Elrond's face seemed to light up at her words, "Marvelous! You must show me what you can do! If I'm not asking too much that is."
The Queen shook her head dispelling any of her fears as she stood up and formed in her delicate hands a ball of snow. Lord Elrond looked at it in amazement, "That is truly a special gift...". Elsa laughed and through the ball into the air where it exploded and snow began to fall softly throughout the room. The elf stood up, and said, "Your companion was speaking with a man called Gandalf the Grey earlier. I do believe that you and he should also have a conversation. Now, I must go attend to some...business."
Elsa turned to thank the man once more but he was already gone. She sighed, "I think that I'm going to like this world."
Sometime later V found the Queen deep in conversation with the same bearded old man that he himself had spoken too earlier that day. He had been wary of the old man at first but upon learning that they both possessed powers he had become very interested with the old man.
"...So would you and your companion consider joining us later today for the council?" the wizard said taking his pipe out of his mouth. Elsa smiled at the bearded man, for some reason she felt safe around him.
"Gandalf, we would be honored to."
Later that evening Elsa and V were sitting in a large circle along with Gandalf and Frodo and many others, Lord Elrond began to speak, "Strangers of Distant Lands and Friends of Old, You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor." A few participants shifted uneasily at the name of Mordor. "Middle stands on the brink of doom, we must unite or we will most certainly fall. Each race is bound to this fate this one doom." Elrond paused and motioned to Frodo, "Bring forth the Ring Frodo." As the hobbit stood and slowly walked to the center of the circle Elsa felt an increasing whisper, a...darkness enter her mind. A presence that only became stronger when the little hobbit set the little ring on the podium.
Elsa felt a sudden and painful headache as she stared at the ring, in the back of her mind she could see a great, glowing eye of fire staring into her very soul. The Queen noticed that she was not the only one affected by the rings presence, the rest of the circle gasp. Frodo returned to his seat between Elsa and Gandalf, and let out a sigh of relief.
"It is a gift" one man said, "Why not use this ring? Long has my father the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of my people are your lands kept safe." Elsa was beginning to become very angry, who was this man? Who did he think he was? And why wont this stupid ring shut up?! But the man continued, "Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy! Let us use it against them!"
Another dark haired man spoke, "You cannot wield it. None of us can!" the blonde man turned to listen, "The one ring has now master but Sauron, you can not wield it."
The blonde looked at him with disgust, "And what would a Ranger know of this matter?" he said with a snarl. An elf leap out of his seat to defend the dark haired man, "This is no mere ranger! He is Aragorn son of Arathorn." The blonde turned toward the elf with a look of surprise, "You owe him your alliance."
"Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?!" the blonde man said in disbelief.
Aragorn stood up and spoke to the elf in a strange language that Elsa could only assume was Elfish. The elf sat down and the blonde sneered at the man and elf, "Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king." He said as he sat down and glared at Aragorn.
Gandalf began to speak, "Aragorn is right, we can not use it."
"Good" Elsa thought, "Maybe if we can destroy it will get out of my head? Another splitting headache struck her and the whispering was growing increasingly painful. Lord Elrond spoke, "You have only one choice...the ring must be destroyed." Everyone turned and looked at the ring, "Then what are we waiting for?" one short and stout man yelled as he brought his axe down on the ring. There was a small explosion of wood and metal as his axe was blown into many pieces. Elsa felt the most pain she'd ever felt in the single second the axe had met the ring, she put her hand to her nose and wiped a trail of blood that was leaking out.
Gandalf noticed and looked at her, his eyebrows kitted in concern, "Elsa? Are you sure that you are okay?" the Queen nodded and turned back to the circle. "The ring can not be destroyed, Gimli son of Gloin, by any mere weapon that we here possess. The ring was made in the fires of mount Doom, only there can it be unmade." The pain was becoming unbearable for Elsa now; she had to make it stop...
"It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast into the fire chasm from whence it came!" Lord Elrond finished. "One of you must do this."
The circle grew very quit, the blonde man was the first to break the silence, "One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs; there is evil there that does not sleep. And the Great Eye is ever watchful." Elsa had stopped listening to what he was saying the large fiery eye was burning her mind, tears were beginning to flow. The circle was now standing and shouting at each other, arguing over the fate of the ring. Elsa was on the verge of unconsciousness, both tears and drops of blood were now dripping from her face, V was also standing and arguing with the blonde man. Everything was becoming dull and numb, voices of those around her were dimmed so all that she could here was the ever growing whisper of the ring in front of her.
"Enough!" the Queen shouted as she stood up. The group went silence immediately, "None of you seem to know what you are doing while this...this...thing is screaming at me! Well I've had enough of it!" the temperature suddenly dipped to a freezing point, a tornado of snow and ice swirled around the circle and the ring was suspended in the air. Elsa poured all her anger, her hate, her loss, and her love into the ring. The ring was covered in frost and everyone suddenly heard a distant but terrible scream as a horizontal crack formed on the ring sending a blast of energy that knocked everyone down with the exception of the Queen. The crack grew and grew and finally stopped, the snow and wind died down and ring returned to its place on the podium, and everyone looked in wonder, amazement, and fear at the woman in front of them.
Lord Elrond was the first to speak, "How, how did you do that?" the Queen shrugged unable to explain. A quite voice suddenly spoke, "I will take the ring!" all eyes turned to look at the little hobbit that had spoken. "I will take the Ring to Mordor. Though, I do not know the way".
Gandalf smiled down at the little creature before him, "I will help you bear this burden Frodo Baggins, for as long as it is yours to bear."
Aragorn turn and walked over to the hobbit, "If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword." Legolas stood and walked over to Frodo and pledged his bow, as did the dwarf Gimli. "You carry the fate of us all little one", the blonde man said walking over, "If this is the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done."
V who had been standing in the corner, looked at Elsa as if asking for her approval, she nodded; she would do anything to destroy it. The dark traveler and the former Queen walked over to the little hobbit and said, "You have our magic, if there is any way that we can help you in your quest, we will do it."
"Oi!" a voice yelled as another hobbit quickly ran into the circle, "Mr. Frodo isn't going anywhere with out me!"
Elrond smirked, "No, indeed it is highly impossible to separate you two even when HE is called to a secret meeting and you are not."
"Oi! We're coming too!" two more hobbits said as they ran from their hiding places behind tow pillars. Lord Elrond looked at them with both surprise and annoyance. "Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this messy, quest, thing."
"Well that rule you out Pip..."
Elrond looked at them, "Eleven companions, You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, on the top a tall formidable tower, the Great Eye screamed in agony. For a single seconded he had flickered out of existence, for over five thousand years he had not felt pain but now the Ice Goddess had hurt him more than he had ever been hurt.
"Find the Ice Goddess!" he screamed into his minion's minds, "Find and Kill Her!"
Author's Note:
Well the adventure has begun! I hope that the five or so of you who are reading this are enjoying it. I'd love for some reviews; tell me what you hate, what you love, and what you'd like to see in future chapters. Oh, and one more thing; I would really really really love to have a cover drawn for this. So if you can draw please lemme know.
Cheers!
V
