Valinor

The Valar had gathered within the ring of Cypress that stood in the center of the Lorien gardens. They were here at the bidding of Eru Ilúvatar. Each of

them stood around the cauldron Silindrin. They were observing the events that were unfolding in Middle Earth upon it's surface. The Valar watched as

Lord Elrond pushed past three of the grieving guardians and knelt next to the fallen Champion. They recognized the expression of grief that fell on Lord

Elrond's face when he realized there was nothing he could do to help the fallen save him. They saw the Guardian Orophin and the Morning Light approach

Lord Elrond. They watched as Lord Elrond told them that there was nothing he could do. Then they watched as the Guardian Orophin dropped to his knees

next to the Champion and started to grieve. They watched as the Morning Light rushed to her father and begged him to help the Champion while tears

streamed down her face.

Manwë looked up at the others that stood watching what was happening in the cauldron. He seen the distress on each of their faces. "The father of all has

decreed that it is time to bestow his gift upon his chosen ones" Manwë informed the others. At his words the Valar looked up at Manwë. Each of the Valar

bowed in acknowledgment. "So let us begin" Manwë announced.

Each of the Valar placed their right hands into the Cauldron. As they did so the glow that surrounded each of them extended down into the calm water of

Silindrin. As their power spread through the water it moved to surround the small elfling that stood within Lord Elronds arms. They watched as the elfling

turned from her father and faced the guardians and spoke. They watched as the guardians gathered closer around the small elfling, the fallen champion

and his brother. The Guardians on each side of her lay their hands on her shoulders then the other on the guardian next to them. The silver glow moved

to surrounded each of the guardians. As the glow surrounded the chosen ones reflected in the calm waters of the cauldron.

Manwë closed his eyes and began to speak "You six are the chosen of Eru Ilúvatar. Your path was foretold many ages ago. In order for al of you to survive

you must immerse yourselves in the knowledge that is being given to you. This is just a brief moment of time in your long journey. From this moment on

you must protect and live for each other. Each of you have an unbreakable bond with each other. Take this knowledge that Eru Ilúvatar has gifted to you

and use it well." As Manwë fell silent the Valar withdrew their hands and continued to observe what was taking place.

Imaldris

Elrond knelt next to his youngest daughter as Arinalce fell against him begging him to help the fallen Champion. Elrond pulled her into his arms and sighed

with sorrow "My sweet child I wish I could but even I cannot help him. His fate is in the hands of Eru the father of all." Arinalce looked up at Elrond as

tears made there way from the corners of her grief stricken eyes. Elrond watched as she closed her eyes in sorrow.

Suddenly he felt her body stiffen and her eyes flew open. Within her eyes was a silver glow that spread quickly to the rest of her body. Arinalce glanced

up at him and spoke "No Ada, he belongs here with us. It is not his time." She turned swiftly and moved to stand next to Orophin. She glanced at each of the

grief stricken guardians that surrounded Haldir. She then glanced down to see that Orophin had placed his shaking hands around the Arrow that looked to be very

close to Haldir's Heart. His eyes were closed in grief and she could see tears sliding down his face.

She reached out and placed her hands upon Orophin's shoulders "Please help him, Orophin!" Arinalce beseeched the ellon. "Come, we will share our

strength with you. When you are ready remove the arrow," She said as she looked at the guardians surrounding them. They each looked at the small

elfing that had such determination in her softly glowing eyes. Elrond watched as the guardians gathered around his daughter. Then he watched in awe as

the glow surrounded them all.

As Orophin knelt next to his fallen brother he felt Arinalce place her hands upon his shoulder's. In his mind he could hear someone say, "You six are the

chosen of Eru Ilúvatar. Your path was foretold many ages ago. In order for all of you to survive you must immerse yourselves in the knowledge that is

being given to you. This is just a brief moment of time in your long journey. From this moment on you must protect and live for each other. Each of you

have an unbreakable bond with each other. Take this knowledge that Eru Ilúvatar has gifted to you and use it well."

As those words faded from his mind he could feel knowledge and power sweep into his fea. His eyes flew open with determination he placed his left hand

around the arrow that was close to his brother's heart and pushed down. With his right he grabbed the arrow and slowly started pulling the arrow from his

brother's chest. As he slowly and carefully pulled the arrow out and away from his brother's heart he willed the heat and power from his left hand into the

chest of his brother directing it towards where the arrow had been. In his mind he could see the muscle and each of the vessels that had been severed

bind themselves back together. He watched as the arrow finally came free. He opened his eyes and looked at the arrow before flinging it away

from him in disgust . He then lay his right hand over Haldir's chest to complete the healing. He felt his brother's shallow gasping breaths deepened. He

knew then that his brother would survive. As this thought drifted from his mind he fell into darkness.