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OK, so I was grounded because of my report card :( but I cleaned the house and made dinner to make up for it! :D How are you guys? What's up? Anything new?
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I have to study everyday after school so while adjusting to that, the next update could be as late as Friday :/ I'm sorry, but I'll make it up to you guys! I promise, cross my heart.
Well, here's the chapter!
I let out a groan as I turned onto my side, and felt the sun shine into my soul - it was far too early for this! I heard two voices from the other side of the room, and I listened closely keeping my eyes closed.
"How does she fare?"
"She will be fine within the upcoming days, but I fear this will not be the last time something like this happens. It's best if you leave."
"I would hate to leave her seeing as she's a part of the Company, but you're right. Make sure she's taken care of, and that she accompanies someone if she travels through the mountains."
"I'll see to it that your requests are fulfilled, master dwarf." The door clicked shut, the curtains closed, and there was a deafening silence.
I was standing underneath the waterfall of Rivendell, and oddly enough I was wearing a beautiful black and white elvish gown.
"Maia, what are you doing here?!" Mira asks as she approaches with Mai following close behind. The two were wearing similar elvish gowns.
"Sisters… you're alive?" I gasp, and look from Mira to Mai. It seems the two haven't aged a day, and were perfectly fine.
"Valar, no but you are, and you must carry on our legacy." Mira instructs as I raise a brow. How could I carry on a legacy?
"How can I do that? I'm only one person." I fold my arms across my chest and look to the two.
"You must follow your heart, and your heart lies with the dwarves. If you help reclaim the mountain, you could change their fates and save their lives." Mai explains and I smile. Although she died young, she was full of wisdom, and the thought of that brought tears to my eyes.
"They're just a Company of Dwarves doomed to die!" I shouted at my sisters, and although I regretted it, it was the sad truth. I had seen the individual futures of the dwarves, and very few are pretty and peaceful.
"That is the reason you must help them!" Mira stepped towards me, and protested. I let out a sigh and growled to myself.
"I cannot do this alone." I look up at my sisters who smile from ear to ear.
"We'll be watching over you." They whispered in unison before fading away into the darkness. I attempted to chase after them but I found myself sinking deeper and deeper and before I had realized it, I had fallen into the pond, and the weight of the water was crushing me. The only problem is... water is weightless.
I thrust myself upward in bed as sweat poured down my cheeks and I breathed heavily, gasping for air. I looked around for a moment, and found myself asking if this was all just a dream. I slid from the bed, and padded over to the dresser. I quickly dressed into dark brown kirtle, forest green leggings, and light brown boots. I packed my bag, gathered my items, pulled my hair into a ponytail and took one last look in the mirror. I was going to march into the Misty Mountains, and fight to the death to avenge my sisters and protect the dwarves. I left the room, making way for the stables when I bumped into Lord Elrond and Estel.
"Milady, you should be resting." Lord Elrond scolds me and I nod to the half-elven lord before glancing down to Estel.
"I have learned that you cannot ignore the growing darkness when it's on your doorstep. I cannot escape this any longer, milord. I must march on the Misty Mountains, and reunite with the dwarves. I made a promise to my sisters when they died, and I'm fulfilling it." I explain, lookimng back up to the elven lord.
"What's the promise, Lady Maia?" Estel asked as he tugged on my kirtle. I forced a gentle and kind smile for the innocent boy.
"Avenge my sisters and carry on the legacy. I must ride for the Misty Mountains to catch up to the dwarves in time." I sigh.
"Say your goodbyes, and I believe Gandalf will be leaving soon as well if you'd like to accompany him. I promised the King you would have a companion upon travelling through the mountains." Lord Elrond explained before walking off.
"That would be nice, yes." I answered, and crouched down to Estel who was holding his sword in his right hand.
"Where are you going, Maia?" He asked innocently, and I felt my eyes tear up. I've seen this kid grow up, and knowing this could be the last time I see him broke my heart.
"Estel, i'm going on an adventure and I'm not returning." I explain to him, and I watch as his face falls slowly, then all at once (A/N: OK, I used that because I thought that would be nice but now my heart is just shattering.) He dropped his sword that was so precious to him and buried his face in my kirtle.
"Estel, do not cry over a simple matter. I have an important task for you, alright?" I ask, placing my hands on his shoulders and forcing him to look me in the eyes. He nods, wiping the tears from his cheeks.
"I will need you to tell Náriel and Záriel that I do apologize for leaving, but duty calls… and for you, I want you to train everyday." I order, and Estel raises a brow in confusion.
"Why? I'm only a little kid." Estel asks with a slight sniffle.
"You'll be more than a little kid one day, and you'll soon understand that life isn't just about chasing butterflies and watching fireworks - you cannot escape the darkness sitting on your doorstep. Will you remember that?" I ask, and he nods. I place a gentle kiss on his brow before pulling him in for a hug and rubbing his back gently.
"Don't let me go, hold me in your beating heart…" I whisper as a single tear runs down my cheek and I bury my face in Estel's shoulder.
"Maia, it seems you are just saying goodbye. Are you ready?" I hear a old, deep voice and I look up to see Gandalf standing there with a proud smile on his face.
"Ah," I clear my throat, stand and smooth out my kirtle, "yes, I'm ready." I nod to him, and blink away the tears.
"Let's go find these foolish dwarves!" Gandalf laughs and I let out a slight chuckle. They were certainly foolish, but also a great pain in the ass.
Hope you liked it, I cried writing it but emotions, man. I will tell you this, Maia does influence and shape Estel/Aragorn into the man he is in Lord of the Rings. So yeah :) little thought for you. I like to imagine Aragorn tells the story of the Assassin to the hobbits one night in camp, and how he knew her once. I'm so evil, have a great day!