Hi everyone. Welcome to my second story. A Modern Au featuring the House of Finwë and all the from my first story, The Family Jewel. Before reading, here are a few things you should know…
1) Aman is a country in 21st century earth.
2) Fëanor and Fingolfin are STEPBROTHERS in this story, Fëanor is the son of Finwë and Míriel. Fingolfin is the son of Indis and her deceased husband
3) Finwë and Indis married and their children are Findis, Lalwen and Arafinwë. (I know Findis is meant to be older than Fingolfin but ssshhhh)
4) Tyelkormo and Írissë are a couple and Olympic athletes (Instead of the Aráto Games.)
5) Maedhros and Fingon are also a couple.
6) Siofra 'Baby' Aranya is my O.C. and the daughter of Tyelko and Írissë.
7) Kyelaeron is Siofra's bestie and the son of Ecthelion and my O.C, Eléna.
8) I will switch between Quenya and Sindarin as regards names.
9) This fic is definitely more light hearted and less serious than 'Family Jewel'. The chapters will be shorter and narrative can jump back and forth the years at any time…
10) I am going to base the school system off the Irish education system because that is the only one I am familiar with. Basically it's National School 5yrs-12yrs, Secondary school 13yrs- 18yrs and then university or college (if that's for you.)
11) AND FINALLY, MOST IMPORTANTLY. 90S AND EARLY 00S MUSIC PLAY A HUGE ROLE IN THIS STORY. SIOFRA GROWS UP OBSESSED WITH AND EVERY CHAPTER SHE WILL BE BOPPING TO A DIFFERENT SONG….
If you have read 'The Family Jewel' and enjoyed my OCs, I really would recommend this story. We get the childhood memories and fluffy family moments Siofra and Kyelaeron in particular miss out on in Family Jewel. Now, I know Modern AUs are not everyone's cup of tea and there is no pressure to read this, but I would give it a go for the first few chapters. They are short and easy to read and will be updated regularly. I hope ye all enjoy this fic, please comment and let me know what ye all think!
SiofraMarina x
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Aldaron Athletics Track, Tirion, September 1999…
The elite athletes- the hopefuls for the Sydney 2000 Olympics- finished their warm up, before splitting into their respective disciplines. Tyelkormo made his way over to the field, and began chalking his hands for the shot put. Once he was ready, he glanced over to the track, expecting to see a familiar pair of eyes rolling at his showing off. However, his girlfriend (and best friend), Írissë, was nowhere to be found.
He took a second to glance around, but the blast of a whistle from coach Oromë put skids under him, and taking a deep breath he turned, feeling the cool metal on his neck, and threw as hard as he could, letting go out a cry of power as he released his strength.
Oromë seemed impressed. Not an unusual sight for seventeen year old Tyelko, who had since childhood been deemed the coach's prodigy.
'That's a P.B. Tyelko.' Oromë let out a low whistle as he marked in the distance on his clipboard. 'Now do it again.'
This time, as Tyelko threw, he saw a blur of Nike white shorts and a cropped white singlet, running.
But Írissë wasn't running the 10,000m, nor was she completing the steeple chase.
She was running to the bathroom.
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Írissë paced up and down the dressing room floor.
A panic had been growing in the pits of her stomach the past few weeks. It felt like butterflies.
It is just nerves. The Olympics are less than a year away. Everything is going so well in training and I am just nervous about whether I will be able to pull it off for the qualifiers…
Her monthly gift from mother nature had not arrived this month.
I am an elite athlete. I am training extra hard. It is completely normal for people like me to miss their period for months, sometimes years on end…
She had thrown up every morning for the past week. And today she had barely completed the relatively low intensity warm up before having to leg it for the bathroom.
I must have the vomiting bug, perhaps I should just take a few days off and recover…
Írissë winced as the last piece of evidence for what she feared to be true came to mind.
I forgot to take my pill the last time me and Tyelko did it...
And so Írissë paced, and waited.
I am being ridiculous. All my symptoms have a perfectly logical explanation…
Írissë winced as she heard a beep, was almost afraid to look, but then scolded herself into looking down…
…Look down at the Clearbue test she held in her shaky hand.
It read:
Pregnant.
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So first Chapter... I would love to know what ye think of this, even though it was pretty short.
Tyelko does all the field throwing events because 'Strong Finwë.'
Írissë likes long distance and steeple chase (Cos I'd say she's pretty agile) and also pole vault and high jump.
Why did I make Siofra a 1999 Baby? I would be lying if I said it had nothing to do with Baby One More Time... Hope ye keep reading ;)
SiofraMarina x