It is 1636 and a Great Plague is making it's way through Gondor. Raven is doing all she can to heal those who have been infected by this disease. The soldiers under her command are equally as impressed by her capabilities as they are of her prowess on the battlefield. Many of the infected are as healthy as they were before they became sick after being healed by Raven. The people of Gondor view her as a gift from the Valar sent to save them from this attack of the enemy. The people know that this plague comes from the hand of Sauron. They just have no idea why he would do such a thing. The conclusion is reached that he simply wishes to destroy all of those who oppose him. The people who Raven heals flee the city so they will not be infected once more. However people are dieing faster than Raven can heal them. So in reality Raven has only been able to heal a small amount of the overall number of those who are sick from this horrible illness. The number of healthy people in the city is diminishing by the hour. Those who have remained healthy have already fled the city. So Raven has no one to assist her with healing the sick.

The Dark Plague seems to be passing through Osgiliath in the directions of the North and West. King Telemnar and his kin were some of those who died from the disease that has swept through Osgiliath. The watch on Mordor has been abandoned in favor of ensuring that all those who have not succumbed to the Plague make it to safety. The Undeeps have also been deserted for the same reason. Along with the King and his kin many of the Dunedain also perished. The Dark Plague has been very devastating to the world of men. Raven is determined that this will not happen.

Raven POV

My father has said time and again that men are weak, but isn't that all the more reason for us to help them in any way that we can. I can not resist the desire to help those in need. I have been told that I am the perfect mix of Sesshomaru and Sora. I guess this proves that it is the truth. There are just so many hurting people that I can't just abandon them. Although I seriously doubt that my father is going to think that is a reasonable explanation for breaking our deal. I am also going to have to apologize profusely to my mother. My family is going to be so disappointed in me for being gone for so long. I will have to find a way to make it up to them. I'm sure that it will be alright in the end. In the mean time I have to focus on helping as many people as I can. Every time I think that I have seen the last of the new faces in my healing tent another person shows up. Simultaneously someone else leaves wrapped in a sheet. I managed to convince some of the people I helped to stay and assist me where they can. Though each of my assistants are taking extra precautions to ensure they remain disease free. There have been many times when those around me have felt like giving up; Somehow I can always manage to find a way to lift their spirit, and give them courage to face the task ahead. I must admit that the situation is very bleak, but I have faith that this will get better. No matter the situation there is always the chance that things can get better if you try hard enough to make them that way. It makes me really happy that I can not only heal the people but bring them hope as well. Looking into the faces of the people who need my help gives me all the hope I need to make it through to the end of this trail.

I cannot tell you how many people pass by, and tell me how grateful they are that I am here in their hour of need. I know that this is something I love doing. Helping people is something that I will definitely be devoting a considerable amount of time to. I will just have to make sure that I spend a fair amount of time at home in between my trips. I just hope that I have not hurt my family to badly by being away for a long time, because I have a feeling that I will be staying in Gondor for a few years yet. Each and every time I think about taking a break to rest a new patient comes into the tent. I know that it will be a while before I can take a breather, but the work I am doing is very satisfying. The people that I heal help the sick into the tent so that I can heal them as well. This is just like the first time I went to war. I spent a large amount of time working in the healing halls after that as well. At least I will be able to defend my patients should the tent come under attack, however I think that is very unlikely considering that this is the attack. All that is left in this town is is sick and dieing along with those that I have helped. My heart goes out to these people who are suffering so much. They need as much help as I can give them, and I intend to give it to them.

Narrator POV

Not to many minutes later Ravens attention is grabbed by someone entering the tent. She looks up and sees an old man wearing a gray robe with a gray beard. He looks at her, and says.

"I see that the rumors of an elf in Gondor are true." ?

"Raven youngest daughter of Elrond how may I help you mister..." Raven

"Gandalf the Gray. I wasn't aware that my friend has two daughters." Gandalf

"Then you must not have been in Rivendell recently. Is there something I can help you with Gandalf?" Raven

"I came to see if I could help the people here, but I can see that they are in capable hands so I will be on my way." Gandalf

"Non-sense. We can use all the help we can get. I apologize if I offended you earlier. Please stay there is to much do for a single healer." Raven

"Very well Lady Raven. I look forward to working with you." Gandalf

Raven nods to Gandalf, and the two of them get to work.

After days of working side by side the two have become great friends. Gandalf is especially happy to hear that Raven has an adventurous streak. In one of the less busy times Gandalf takes the time to contemplate taking Raven adventuring with him, and comes to the conclusion that he will ask her about it the next chance he gets. After a few more days there is a lull in the flow of wounded, and Gandalf looks at Raven saying.

"Lady Raven I was wondering if you would be willing to go on adventures with me?" Gandalf

"On occasion, but I can't be adventuring constantly because I would miss my family to much." Raven

"I promise that I will not ask you to often, but it will be on a rather frequent basis." Gandalf

"Agreed. I look forward to our many adventures my friend." Raven

"As do I Lady Raven." Gandalf

Before the conversation can continue a new wave of sick people are brought into the healing tent. Each person that is brought into the tent is given the best care possible, but even then many still died as the disease is quite virulent and hard to cure. Raven and Gandalf work together to help the men of Gondor in any way they can. Even then on occasion Gandalf finds Raven by herself weeping for the fallen, and he comforts her to which she just smiles a watery smile, and returns again to her work. And so Gandalf perceives the soft heart of the youngest daughter of his dear friend Elrond. He wonders how this kind, and gentle elleth could possibly be the merciless Butcher he had over heard some of the Easterlings talk about on their journey home. This young elf is a mystery to Gandalf one that he has every intention of solving. He then begins to plan to bring Lady Raven on every adventure while still leaving her some time to spend with her family as he does not with to cause his friends sorrow by separating them for very long.

Raven though she is having great trouble curing the men of this plague has yet to find the reason behind the diseases' virulence, but will continue to look until she does. It disturbs her the sheer number of men that are dieing despite receiving medical aide. The only ones who have not succumbed to the sickness a second time are the ones that Raven healed with her purity before Gandalf arrived. So Raven perceives that there is some kind of dark force giving the plague power to destroy men. Raven had not dared to use the gift inherited from her birth mother since the arrival of Gandalf as it would bring many questions that she was not yet prepared to answer. However with so many men suffering and dieing could she afford to maintain her secrecy, or should she risk questioning by her friend for the good of Gondor. Raven decides that avoiding the many questions she will receive from her friend is not worth the lives of so many men. And so she uses her gift to its greatest potential. Gandalf surmises that the purity and goodness of the power being used by his friend is nothing short of divine. It makes him wonder where his friend could have possibly gotten such a great amount of divine power. He decides not interrogate his friend instead he strikes up conversation with Raven regarding her past which she is reluctant to disclose. This of course makes Gandalf suspicious of her, but not so much as to abandon their friendship or his future plans regarding the young elf.

Raven is very relieved that she has not received the expected interrogation, but instead they have pleasant conversation about the topic. She is however very reluctant to reveal to much which makes her friend suspicious of her, but does not damage her friendship ship with the wizard. She does however find these conversations to be a pleasant diversion from all suffering and death that surrounds them. So Raven indulges the Istari, but is very careful with her answers so as not to reveal to much. Gandalf notices her craftiness and seeks to pry the entire truth from her, but it does not work because not once did she tell him a lie. Raven knows that as soon as they return to Rivendell he is going to interrogate her father at length regarding her origins, and nothing will be hidden from him so she might as well enjoy their game while it lasts. She knows that as soon as all is revealed he will immediately confront her about the fact that she is a being of darkness. At which point she will stress that while she is a being of darkness no evil of or malice of any kind has ever existed in her. Raven finds it prudent to be prepared for the most likely outcome of that conversation should it occur.

As they worked Gandalf and Raven begin to realize that they are not going to be able to save everyone, and shortly after Raven excuses herself to let out her grief in private. When she doesn't return quickly Gandalf comes to her, and finds her weeping. He does not have to ask her why she weeps for he knows the sorrow her kind and compassionate heart feels at the passing of the innocent. It continues to baffle him how such a kind, compassionate, and gentle person could be such a fierce warrior. While he does believe the rumors they are just that rumors. He will just have to wait until time confirms or denies these rumors. One thing is certain his old friend will be hearing about this if has to tell him himself for it to happen. Gandalf does not think her father will be very happy about the fearsome reputation his daughter is acquiring, and that should keep her out of trouble for the time being. What he does not know is that Lord Elrond is very much aware of what is daughter has been up to, and is glad that she is helping those in need when he cannot.

As Gandalf is watching Raven healing the sick he is beginning to believe the rumors about her less and less. The person before him just doesn't fit the description of the merciless soldier that the surviving pirates are spreading the word of among their kinsman in the east. By the time things in Gondor have quieted down every Easterling in Middle-Earth will hate her for no reason based on what he has seen of her so far. On the other hand Gandalf is very much aware that things are seldom what they appear to be. So maybe it is possible that this gentle healer is the fierce warrior he has been hearing so much about. No matter the truth will reveal itself in time. They are doing everything in their power to help these people, and still the sickness persists. No matter how many times Raven banishes the darkness it always returns, and she is having a hard time dealing with this kind of repetitive evil. It is taking more and more energy to heal the sick who then get re-infected shortly after being cured. It is looking more and more hopeless by the day. Pretty soon the healers are going to have to leave for their own safety. It greatly saddens Raven to abandon people who need her help, but if something is not done soon then she will have to. If she does not the she will never be able to help anyone ever again. The only thing that makes this situation better is the fact that she was able to get her men to safety before deciding to battle this horrible disease. It would sadden her greatly if she lost her friends before their time comes. She knows that she will have to say goodbye sometime, but Raven is not prepared for it to be so soon.

Raven POV

Raven knows that this will never end if they can not find a way to contain the disease in just the infected parts of the city, but every time they try to do this a person in the clean parts contracts the illness. Thus spreading the disease faster than they have the capability to contain it. It's like some evil being is purposely trying to destroy these people. This thought angers Raven greatly, because each and every person here is innocent. Raven had seen such evil only once in her life, and now she faces it again in another world far from the one of her birth, but facing the same plight that had been averted by her and her friends. Raven looks into Gandalf's eyes, and sees that he desires to talk to her, but does not know how to begin the conversation. So looks her friend in the eyes, and says.

"Is there something you want to talk to me about Gandalf?" Raven

"Why do you act as though you have faced this kind of reckless evil before?" Gandalf

"That is because I have." Raven

Gandalf looks very alarmed about what he just heard, and says.

"Where have you encountered such a being before?" Gandalf

"In another world far from Arda called Earth." Raven

Gandalf nods in acknowledgment, and encourages me to continue my explanation. I do so saying.

"He was an evil spider who could make himself look very much like a man. He was trying to steal the object of power that was under my protection at the time. If he had succeeded that entire world would have been plunged into eternal darkness, and perpetual misery." Raven

"And was it?" Gandalf

"No. Myself and my friends were able to stop him in time." Raven

"And what happened to the object of power?" Gandalf

"I destroyed it." Raven

Gandalf nods, and the conversation ends just as more infected are brought into the tent.

It has become evident that no matter how much we try more and more people are going to keep getting sick as long as we stay here. So it has been decided that all of the remaining healthy people are to evacuate the city immediately. All of my assistants have already fled the city; I am just holding on as long as I can so I my save as many people as possible. I can tell that Gandalf is becoming more and more annoyed with each passing hour. I wonder how long it will take before Gandalf decides to forcefully pull me out of the city. Until such a time as that happens I am going to keep healing people, and sending them out of the city when they have been healed. My patients have literally started to flee the city as soon as they possibly can. The sheer amount malicious intent radiating off of this illness is quite startling. The amount of power required to treat the infected is increasing with each patient. Pretty soon I will be completely incapable of helping these people. I'm just glad that my men have managed to escape the city. They are probably very worried about my continued presence in the city. I will have to leave the city very soon. My chance to help the people here is running short. It has gotten very exhausting to heal the sick. My patients are dieing around me, and I have absolutely no idea what I am going to do. With each and every person that is healed, and ordered to leave my task becomes harder and harder. Some of my most grateful patients wanted to stay, and help with my increasingly tiring load. There was however no way for them to help me so I firmly sent them away before they got sick again. So they left looking very disappointed, but they left none-the-less. It is very touching when my patients want to help, and always manages to cheer me up.

Gandalf has carried me out of the city, and barred me from leaving until the plague has passed. Luckily I was able to heal the last of the patients in the tent before it became to dangerous to be there. I am not going to argue with Gandalf about it, because I collapsed from exhaustion after treating the last patient. I still remember the worried expression on my friend's face when I woke up in the camp that had been established a safe distance from the city. It is in the quiet times like this that I think of my family the most. I miss them really badly, but I can't go back home yet for I am still needed here. I wonder what they are doing right now? Eladan and Elrohir are probably practicing on the training field, father is most likely in his study doing paperwork, mum and Arwen are probably having tea, and going about their day as they always do. There have been many times that I wish I was there with them, but I know that it is not the time for me to return yet. I wonder if my family will forgive me or if they will reject me for breaking our agreement, and being gone so long. I do not think I would be able to handle it if such an event was to occur. Right now my family is the only thing keeping me going. If I lose them there would be no more reason for me to continue on. I will continue to pray to the Valar that this horrible thing will never happen. I must have faith that my father loves me enough to hold onto me no matter how angry he may be with me. I do not think that I could stand even the most temporary of shunning from my family.