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(im sorry its late, it was done but I didn't want to edit it so it never came around A/n I only edited some parts!)
Im crzy.
The Nightmare
CHAPTER 7
GLORFINDEL
Almost a month ago he found his nightsaber cub. The tamer Fal'dana was very short with him but she explained all the basics for how to take care of nightsabers cub. His cub was 4 months old she went from meat/milk now Fal'dana had explained that the only reason she milks is for a social connection to her mother. It didn't take long before he named his female cub Lossëhelin after an elven princess of Mirkwood with stunning blue eyes just like the cubs. She would always be with her mother but when she saw him she ran after him and urged him to play fight with her.
Flora was now a friend of Glorfindel they made good friends in the short time together. The treaties where signed and it was soon established that the night elves where the rulers of Minhiriath, in exchange they must become part of the free people of middle earth the humans gladly agreed to this but some of the dwarves where reluctant but soon agreed having Tyrande as an ally now that Sauron was once again rising to power was almost invaluable.
Most left with a night elf ambassador to ensure the night elves loyalties to the free people, however a small faction known as the white council stayed behind to hold another meeting they were now waiting, for the last member Gandalf the grey to arrive any day now.
TYRANDE
She was exhausted she was now resting in her room, at the temple. Her room was wide and moonlight flowed from the rooms many windows. The balcony where she spent most of her days now was being hogged by her nightsaber ash'alah she knew her nightsaber wanted her to start moving around a bit more so she strategically placed herself there.
She had hosted many parties for all the members for middle earth from ball room dances down to the dwarf drinking parties that surprisingly the Mirkwood's King Thranduil won, Gloin argued with Thranduil on how much dwarves where stronger than the fragile elves and who was the better warrior in a drunken stupor. Not forgetting to most peaceful event the elven gathering in the temples garden, she had finally met the leaders of the elves in person that day and was not disappointed. Their grace and manners matched that of the night elves except they had shorter ears. A small faction of the free people of middle earth known as the white council members stayed to discuss their next move, away from the prying eyes of Sauron's spies. She heard news that Gandalf had arrived she will meet with him personally after the meeting to discuss Sauron's current state but for now she had a council invitation to accept.
They made it to the temple gathering area it was very open the area was surrounded by white pillars the ground had carefully drawn darnassian art a view of the ocean was behind them, she saw them all waiting in the chairs placed for them the chairs where all purple with blue cushioning and had a white moon at the crown on each chair. Her chair was the biggest being the High priestess the ruler of the land and was hosting the members of the white council she heard only half where here the other half where off on tasks they had been assigned to.
They sat down together "why don't we introduce ourselves" said who she knew was Gandalf
"I am Gandalf the grey; this is Sarumon the white, King Thranduil of Mirkwood and lady Galadriel of Lorien with her husband Celeborn"
"It is an honor to host the white council, now tell me what brings you to Aldarean?" said Tyrande
"We hear of a great power in the west a power of great peace and prosperity" said Sarumon "we simply wished that you joined the white council and help up protect the peace that what I fear may be plagued by darkness soon" said Sarumon in a serious tone he turned to look at Gandalf
"High Priestess Tyrande it pains me to inform you your people are not safe in middle earth, for we wished it was so, 40 years ago I infiltrated Dol Guldur and discovered a terrible secret Sauron was still at large and he was growing in power again" Gandalf announced this with a sad tone
"However your arrival had given us hope that maybe you would assist us in the fight against Sauron, we hear of your incredible feat you stood against the greatest evil in the land and humiliated it." Said Gandalf
"That we come here before you now requesting aid of your powers, to help us find and destroy the one ring before Sauron does" said Sarumon Gandalf however did not look pleased with his decision
"But if what you say is true, then Sauron should be suppressed first, no?" asked Tyrande she got a quick reply "ah, but if we attack Sauron we will lose many lives in the battle. Lives that could have been saved if we found the one ring first"
Gandalf had a stone face now, they both knew that trying to find the ring would be like starting from one corner of middle earth looking down and walking back and forth inspecting every grain of sand "we have no information on the current whereabouts of the ring now. It could have been swept out to sea for all we know" Elrond was voicing his concern for the search of the ring to most of the council members it felt like he was obsessing with it now. Tyrande looked in Sarumon's eyes now she sensed something a deep desire, a desire she knew very well the desire.
"Tell me Sarumon the white, what is your desire why do you search for the one ring ignoring all consequences?" Sarumon glared at Tyrande for her insult "I extend the hand of friendship and receive scorn, if you do not wish to join the white tell us" Sarumon was very defensive and was now getting, Tyrande however was not pleased "If you do find the one ring from what I hear Sauron will hunt you down, that is even an even greater risk you take. Is it not best if you stop, Force Sauron into a retreat and then search for the ring?" said Tyrande "Searching for the ring under Sauron's ever watchful presence will only assist him" said Elrond.
"It would be best if we wait it out and let fate make an opening for us, if we attack now Sauron will summon the great dragon Smaug to assist him we should let destiny take its root and strike when Smaug would be reluctant to assist Sauron" said Galadriel
"And how long would that take. Sauron will find the ring in what little time we have, we should search for the ring until the opportunity present itself then" said Sarumon.
Tyrande could not deny that "very well I shall join the white council and its plight against Sauron" said Tyrande Sarumon bowed and smiled past insults forgotten "your powers will be of great assistance thank you High Priestess" said Sarumon
Tyrande smiled but she still felt Sarumon's desire one she knew to be of power 'perhaps it's the power to defeat evil, but it feels different' Tyrande would ignore Sarumon's desire for now. The council members all left the gathering area and headed towards their rooms most of them had plans and where going to leave within the week.
Gandalf was the last to get up "Gandalf, I would much like to speak with you on current matters" he looked at Tyrande before he sat down again "any question will be answered with my knowledge of the situation" said Gandalf "about Sauron's current state why does he still grow in power even after losing his body" asked Tyrande
Gandalf looked at Tyrande before saying "as the ring calls out to its master it sends fragments of his power back to him enough so that he can gain an influence over the evil creatures he once controlled. As the ring is held by its bearers it will allow Sauron to gain even more power until he can send out his Nazgûl to retrieve it from him." Gandalf said with a serious tone
"He cannot sense the ring himself nor can the Nazgûl feel it, the only way Sauron can feel the ring is when the ring bearer wears it." Said Gandalf,
"Thank you, Gandalf but I have one final matter to discuss" Tyrande sighed, she looked right into Gandalf's eyes and asked
"Your leader Sarumon the white he has a great greed for power, I fear you will be betrayed by him soon" Tyrande said.
Gandalf looked away from the priestess she stared at him intently looking for his reaction Gandalf couldn't find his way around her direct approach "I had my doubts about where his loyalties are" said Gandalf, "I fear he believes he can control the one ring which is folly the ring answers to one master only and that is Sauron"
"Why is Sarumon stopping the attack on Dol Guldur now?" asked Tyrande. 'Has he already betrayed the council and joined Sauron and is allowing him to grow in power?'
"If my suspicions are correct he wants to wait for Sauron to reveal the location of the ring and use his powers to acquire it himself" said Gandalf Tyrande now looked away. "Your friend has the most common of human emotions….. Greed" said Tyrande
"I fear the council might have to act independently of Sarumon if he keeps looking for the ring" said Gandalf
"Sarumon's powers are too great to be left uncheck even know I can feel jealousy arousing from him" said Tyrande Gandalf turned and looked at her with a questioning look "jealousy of what?" asked Gandalf "of me" was all the priestess said. They sat for a minute "but enough of that now we must wait patiently until an opening is made and we can attack Dol Guldur" said Tyrande
"My lady if you would excuse me I feel a bit weary from my travel and would like to relax in my room if you would be so kind as to show me?" asked Gandalf
"Yes I had a room arranged for you here in the temple please this way I will take you now," Tyrande and Gandalf walked down the majestic halls of the temple the white stone brought out the brightness of the moon light streaming into the temple.
They made it to his room and she opened the ironwood door and walked in. She looked out the window in Gandalf's room and saw sunrise quickly approaching "be at peace and may Elune show you a path" said Tyrande as Gandalf walked in took off his hat and put his staff beside the bed leaning against the wall behind it. Tyrande closed the door behind him.
GANDALF
"I hope so" said Gandalf in a weary tone, he lay down on his bed and slowly drifted off to what he hoped was a peaceful dream but fate was playing a cruel trick on him it seemed
GANDALFS NIGHTMARE
"ROAAARRRRR" a demonic voice echoed through a cavern Gandalf was running through a large cavern the pillars where so high that the light from his staff could not illuminate the full expanse of the area enough though to see a few feet ahead of him. The nightmare accelerated to the point that he was forced to walk across a narrow bridge then everything went black, he saw a small flicker of light before him. He ran after it the light got closer, he kept running towards it when he got close the light expanded into a thousand stars completely blinding him. The light settled he briefly saw the garden of Irmo before he was dragged back into the darkness and through the tunnel of darkness,
'nooo!' he thought but he was then in a hazy dream he was looking at Caeldrassil from Minhiriath plains nut the forest was bigger more ancient looking. He was then lifted up and turned around to the most terrifying sight he never wanted to see. Orcs goblins and a new type of orc bigger and stronger than the scrawny weak grunt orcs these orcs where larger, had muscular arms and legs and had long locks here and there as hair they covered the entire mass of plains as far as the eye can see.
He saw a figure with leathery long black wings fly to the front very close to him. The strange bat like creature turned into a 8 foot being one that he hoped to never see it was Sauron in physical form. He raised his hand and he was now behind Sauron he looked at his hand his demonic claw like hands with the one ring on his finger outlined the top of Caeldrassil the dark lord then conjured up a flame in his hand making it look like a burning tree. Then he heard Sauron's demonic voice boom across all the expanses of the plains and maybe to every corner of Arda "NOW I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE COME OUT TYRANDE SO I CAN DESTROY YOUR EXISTENCE, COME OUT AND I WILL LET YOUR PEOPLE LIVE!" the entire orcs army laughed knowing that they would get no such mercy.
The dream changed again he saw Tyrande in her armors from the top of the temple facing the army and she was casting a spell with a loud voice in darnassian, he could not understand the words.
The vision ended he woke up with a start gasping wide eyed and shocked looking to his bedside table with his staff leaning against it and saw a glass of water. Pristine clear water with moonlight that shouldn't be there since it was almost mid-day illuminating the clear water of the glass. He took the glass and drank half its contents.
He instantly felt calmer and thought about the dream he walked to his room's balcony and stared out his balcony. The balcony did not have the view of the ocean. However it did have a view of the actual tree branches of the trees he had a view of the terrace leading to the temple and one of the small temple gardens in the front. He looked dawn and saw one of the watcher guards do a routine walk through the temple gardens on patrol.
The guard seemed to notice his stare and looked up he stared into her eyes, the squint in her glowing eyes showed she was calculating and decisive. She did however know he was not a threat and moved on. He looked directly below him and he saw something to his left he looked down to his left he saw a black nightsaber. The big cat was resting on the small patch of green, in the garden staring at the guard doing her rounds.
He made his way back inside his room getting ready for the day. He was ready and putting on his wizard hat when he heard a knock on the door "come in" he said the door opened and he saw Glorfindel walk in he looked at the wizard and gave a sigh of relief "we will be leaving soon, I just came in to make sure you were ready" he smiled and laughed and said "did you think I would be late?" Glorfindel looked at him with a smirk "I might have" knowing full well of his history of showing up at the last moment. Glorfindel turned and walked out of the room and he followed, even though the sun was blazing its intense heat outside the halls of the temple seemed be like it was still dark and the glowing moonlit halls where the only source of light. The temple was still cool and a soft breeze seemed to fill the hall once in a while.
They made their way through the maze that was the temple of Elune. A few minutes later they found themselves outside they all agreed to meet at the city gates, now they made their way out of the temple grounds. Galadriel and her husband had left early after the meeting. Sarumon had left a few hours before he had woken up. Thranduil was still down in Aldarean with Elrond they were observing night elf weaponry he did not have a chance to observe as well "tell me what kind of weaponry do the night elves house?" he said asking Glorfindel who had been here for almost a few months now. Glorfindel started talking about all the weapons night elves had from the soon to grow ancient of war to the ancient of protector down the bows ballista and excellent archery skills they had. He was astonished at the military strength the night elves had (even if they were few in number)
By the time Glorfindel finished talking about the weaponry they were almost a few feet away to the exit at the bottom of the tree. They made their way to the barracks where Thranduil and Elrond would most likely be. The sentinels at the door opened the doors for him Glorfindel said he would meet up with them when they left in a few hours.
He walked inside finding his way to the weaponry he heard Elrond and Thranduil talking to a female voice before he saw them "why do you use this wood, wont that make the weapons easy to destroy?" asked Elrond's questioning voice he opened the armories door and walked in he saw Thranduil holding a bow and observing it while Elrond held a weapon with three blades protruding from it.
A female voice replied to Elrond's question "this is no ordinary wood, it grows only from a specific tree known as the ironwood tree, here" she took a bow from the armory and took a glaive and made a slicing motion down towards the bow. There was a loud clatter but the bow remained unharmed and balanced.
King Thranduil looked in astonishment the female figure continued her talk "it is light flexible and hard as any metal" she turned and greeted him "you must be Gandalf, the grey. My name is Shandris, what brings you here?" she asked "oh I just came to inform my companions that perhaps we should be leaving soon" Elrond and Thranduil smirked "perhaps we should but before we leave, is there any way we could get ironwood saplings?" asked Thranduil Shandris nodded "but there is only one way to harvest ironwood trees and only the night elves hold any power over it" Thranduil nodded in agreement realizing that it would be hard harvesting it normally. "Then perhaps you would consider sending a convey with us containing this rare resource" the elven king asked and then said "I would be willing to pay any price." baiting Shandris to give him the rare wood "very well, let's make a deal" said Shandris
Shandris and Thranduil started talking business while Elrond and Gandalf moved out of the way to talk about current affairs "I had a troubling dream" he said "of what," replied Elrond "it was an army at the footsteps of this realm orcs and trolls and Sauron himself leading them" Elrond had a grim face considering Gandalf's dream "that's not possible, Sauron can't come here he has not found the ring" implying Sauron couldn't physically come here "not yet anyway" Gandalf replied grimly "not ever" Elrond corrected hopefully their conversion ended when they realized they were at the gates of Glorfindel had already gotten the horses and packed everything the day before during the meeting
He eyed the small nightsaber cub that played with Glorfindel boot trying to kill it and make it stop moving.
Thranduil was clearly going to leave for Mirkwood with a night elf convey now with his precarious shipment of ironwood. They mounted their horses and waited a few more minutes for the night elf ambassador to Rivendell it didn't take long, a male white haired night elf named Grem Nightshadow arrived on his white spotted nightsaber he had white hair tied into a pony tail with trademark purple skin his slender figure and frame was clearly that of a aristocrat of the night elves he was wearing traditional night elf clothing. "Shall we leave?" said Grem in a cool calm voice.
Glorfindel picked up the cub and mounted last they made their way out of Aldarean at a nice walking pace.
(Sorry there was so little action this chapter)
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(If there aren't any votes then I might put this on hiatus and start another story I rllllly want to do a harry pot head in lord of the rings corssover .)
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