Disclaimer: I own Nothing. The lines from the Council are taken from The Fellowship of the Ring and in doing so belong to the writers of said movie.

Author's Note: Thank you again for the reviews they mean alot to me! This chapter is the Council of Elrond and I can say Hats Off to the writers of LOTR and Tolkien for that matter because this was very hard to right and I probably didn't do well at it. Oh and by the way I know that Frodo and the other hobbits are much older in the book but again I'm going off the movie.


THIRD PERSON

The morning of the council, Isa felt a sense of dread wash over her. The decisions that were made at this council will be life altering. Dressed in another gown, Isa made her way to were the Council would be held. Along the way she ran into Frodo. She had grown fond of the small hobbit.

"Hello Isa, are you going to the Council as well?" He asked when he saw her. Isa gave him a small smile,

"Yes Frodo. Would you like to accompany me?" The hobbit grinned and nodded. He had come to look at Isa as an older sister in a way. She in fact wasn't much older than him, but she had a way about her that gave an older impression. Frodo was happy he had met her.

It seemed they were the last to arrive. Elrond was on a raised daises to the left, waiting while the guests greeted one another. The seating was arranged in a circular manner with a stone pillar-like stand in the middle. Frodo took the seat to the right of Gandalf and Isa took the last seat at the end. On the other side of Gandalf were the elves, the dwarves, the Men, and finally Aragorn. He smiled at Isa when he saw her sit and meet his eyes. A smile which she returned. At that moment the Meeting began.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor." Lord Elrond began his voice strong.

"Middle Earth stands on the brink of destruction, none can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the Ring Frodo." Frodo hesitated for a moment before standing and placing the Ring in the centre of the pedestal. When he was seated again, he felt Isa give his hand a reassuring squeeze. There were whispers to be heard all around. A man with light brown hair that was brushing his shoulders and a beard, dressed in black and crimson then caught the attention of everyone.

"In a dream, I saw the eastern sky grow dark, but in the West a pale light lingered. Voices crying… 'Your doom is near at hand.' Isildur's Bane is found."

The Man's voice had turned to a whisper as his hand reached out to the ring. Isa could see this man was a good man, but she knew then that his will against the Ring was weak. Before He reached any farther, Elrond's voice called out "Boromir" just as Gandalf's voice shook the air and a shadow fell over.

"Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg grimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-isi krimpatul."

The dark speech was felt by all. Isa, herself felt a pounding headache coming. Lord Elrond reprimanded Gandalf, for which the Istari was unapologetic.

"It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor…" Aragorn, while trying to think of anything besides bashing the Gondorian on the head, noticed that Isa had her head down, and he slightly wondered if she was alright.

"…Our people are your lands kept safe." Boromir continued. "Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him."

Aragorn knew the intention was good but none the less, "You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." Aragorn spoke for the first time.

"And what would a Ranger know of this matter?" At that moment an elf with long blond hair stood up defiantly.

"This is no mere Ranger! He is Aragorn son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." At this Boromir stared.

"Aragorn. So this is Isildur's heir."

"And heir to the throne of Gondor." The elf added. Aragorn, not liking the attention, spoke again only in elvish towards the elf.

"Sit down Legolas."

Boromir turned his gaze to him, "Gondor has no King, Gondor needs no King."

Boromir's voice made Isa, who had been trying to ignore him, glare at him then. There was fire in her grey eyes that was rarely seen. What right did he have to make such a statement? Since Isa had met Aragorn she had marvelled at the hidden strength she had seen in him, and he had her respect even before she knew his true name. So she did not like someone insulting him.

Aragorn himself felt the sting of Boromir's words, they feeding the fears he already had. He also saw Isa's glare which intrigued him. The woman was a mystery to him and yet not. Like him, she had a destiny she must fulfil but unlike him she faced that destiny head on instead of running. But her words from last night pushed the fears back.

"Aragorn is right. We cannot use it." Gandalf spoke out. Everyone felt at that moment the point of the whole council had come.

"You have only one choice." Elrond spoke to them all. "The Ring must be destroyed."

Isa saw Frodo look at the Ring, he had a suspicious look in his eye and she felt then what would probably unfold.

"Then what are we waiting for?" A ginger dwarf growled as he hefted his axe to swing at the Ring. Gandalf, Isa, and Elrond tensed at that moment. The axe came down onto the Ring and instantly was shattered. Isa saw how Frodo had reacted to the impact and also felt the vice grip he had on her hand. Wanting to soothe him, she brought him to her lap, whispering reassurances in his ear. Frodo himself who now had a raging headache and terrified of the image he just saw, took comfort from this.

"The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli son of Gloin, by any craft we here possess." Elrond instructed.

"The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came." Elrond's voice was filled with anger. Isa knowing where this was going held Frodo just a little tighter.

"One of you must do this." Elrond's voice had turned grave, the weight of the situation clear. Boromir spoke up yet again.

"One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its Black Gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is an evil there that does not sleep. The Great Eye is ever-watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire, and ash and dust." Isa had enough at this point and finally spoke up.

"Would you rather that spread everywhere? Because that is what will happen if the Ring is not destroyed!"

Boromir's head whipped around to the woman who had spoken. He saw the Halfling in her lap. He had wondered on her attendance, for she was neither of Gondor nor an elf. So of what import was she in this council.

"And who are you?" he asked. She was young, and surely had no place here.

"That is not important, what is, is the task at hand." Isa's voice rung with a power that surprised all of them. Aragorn held back a smirk, she was right, it also seemed she hated that question, because she avoided it well.

"She is right. The council must decide." Lord Elrond's voice sounded. Boromir, after getting over being told off by a woman, continued.

"It is folly. Not with 10,000 men could you do this." This seemed to anger Legolas who stood up.

"Have you heard nothing she or Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed." This in turn seemed to anger the ginger dwarf, Gimli.

"And I suppose you think you are the one to do it!" The Dwarves' hatred of Elves was well known and it showed now.

"And if we fail, what then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?" Boromir interrupted. Isa wanted nothing more to whack him upside the head then.

"I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf!" The tension that had been building snapped at that moment. Everyone rose. Yelling and throwing insults back and forth. Only Elrond, Isa, Frodo who was still in Isa's lap, and Aragorn were still seated. Isa heard then the pleased whispers of the Ring and knew Frodo could too. His grip on her tightened. Isa looked down at Frodo. Their eyes met and she knew. A small smile graced her lips.

"I will always be there." She whispered in his ear. His eyes looked sad but then they flashed with determination. Isa kissed his head before he stood.

"I will take it." Frodo went unheard and said it a second time, this time silence fell on the air.

"I will take the Ring to Mordor. Though I do not know the way."

Gandalf who looked pained but not entirely surprised, spoke "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear."

Aragorn who had been sharing a look with Isa stood "If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword." He pledged kneeling down in front of Frodo.

"And you have my bow." Legolas said. He was quickly followed by Gimli, much to his displeasure. "And my axe."

Isa came around then to kneel in front of Frodo. "You know my pledge already, but I say again, I will protect you with everything I have in me, till my last breath leaves my body." Frodo gave her a smile which was gladly returned. Isa took her place behind him, next to Aragorn.

"You carry the fates of us all, little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done." Isa knew in her heart that Boromir wanted to help but she also knew she would have to keep a close eye on the Gondorian. Suddenly there was a shout from one of the bushes. Sam came running out to stand beside Frodo.

"Mr Frodo's not going anywhere without me." That hobbit took promises very seriously it seems.

"No indeed. It is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret Council and you are not." Lord Elrond responded, amusement in his eyes at the protective hobbit.

"Oi!" That had Elrond whirling around. "We're coming too!" Did hobbits not understand the meaning of secret council!?

"You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us." Merry said.

"Besides you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission… quest … thing." That had everyone looking at him as if to say what Merry said aloud

"Well that rules you out Pip."

"Ten companions. So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring." Elrond announced.

"Great! Where are we going?" Pippin asked. Isa covered her face in disbelief while others just looked on as if they were worried about his mental health. But it was in all good fun, because soon there will be no more time for fun.


The next morning I got ready to leave the sanctuary of Imladris and set out on this mission… quest…thing as Pip called it. I plaited the sides of my hair back and let the rest flow free. I dressed in the clothes I brought from Lothlorien, and I sighed in relief at being in these clothes again. I wore charcoal leggings tucked into my well-worn black leather boots. I held the sleeves of the silver shirt down as I put on my coat on, the hem of it just brushing the back of my knees. I belted my sword to my waist and placed my daggers into my boots, before clasping my cloak around my shoulders. I placed my bow and quiver on my back.

Lastly I placed the white crystal necklace I always wore around my neck. It was my mother's, given to her by my dad and from what I learned it was originally Faenor's. It was an Elfstone, and every elf had one. Usually it was given to one you love dearly, but it was also given from parent to child as it was for me. Besides my sword it was the only thing I had left of my past.

When I made it to the entrance I saw all but Legolas and Aragorn were there. Legolas arrived right after I did and Aragorn a few minutes later. I saw Arwen was talking to him. Arwen had told me about her and Aragorn and from the looks of the conversation, it wasn't a happy one. When he finally joined the Fellowship I couldn't help but notice the pendant around his neck. An odd and unknown feeling swelled in my veins as I saw the Elfstone belonging to Elrond's daughter. I ignored all other thought in that moment and focused solely on Lord Elrond, as he stepped forward.

"The Ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest of Mount Doom. On you who travel with him, no oath nor bond is laid to go further than you will. Farewell. Hold to your purpose. May the blessings of Elves, and Men and all free-folk go with you." I, along with Legolas and Aragorn bowed.

"The Fellowship awaits the Ring-bearer." Gandalf spoke and Frodo made his way to the front. I fell into line behind Pippin, and Merry was behind me.

The Mission…Quest…Thing—that was going to stick with me forever—had begun.


Author's Note: I know that it is the Evenstar but I wanted every elf to have one for it will come up later. So I combined something from the book. For those of you you have read it will understand. The Elfstone. Arwen's pendant is still the Evenstar, but in my story it will just be the name of her Elfstone. I hope you can understand that but if you have questions please ask and I will explain. I do have to give credit to Tiger DeRanged because her story gave me the idea to have all the elves have a pendant. Thank you please review! Cheers!