Premonitions

a/n: LotR does not belong to me. It belongs to JRR Tolkien. Only the stuff I made up belongs to me, and I made up a lot of things. This is a little bit confusing -- Leik'kor is a forest located in Gondor, so it's a fairly small one, but it's dark and easy to get lost in. Also, the Khorra'rim WILL be explained sometime in the future of this story. Please r/r, and tell me if you are confused about anything.

For this chapter, you must remember that sorcerers/wizards (ya know Gandalf and Saruman) are immortal.

CHAPTER 2

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A group of men sat in a large marble hall, all dressed in black robes which bore a silver-stitched emblem. Some tapped the table apprehensively.

"The brotherhood of the Khorra'rim has been extant since the beginning of time. Our sole purpose is to protect the innocents of Middle- Earth and now that our biggest threat, Sauron, is defeated, you want us to disband and never speak of it again?" an old man looked skeptically at the fairly young one in front of him. His old hands were folded across his lap.

"I know it sounds outrageous, but Isildur is to be trusted. He destroyed the dark lord and his minions for good, it is certain. Our existence only undermines his authority. Don't you understand? The beings of Middle-Earth revere us far too much to follow Isildur. Isildur is the key... he will unite Middle Earth." The young man looked around the council hall to see the eyes of men who agreed and men who did not agree.

"Taromin is right," several spoke.

The Eldest, sitting at the head of the table, shifted uncomfortably for he knew Taromin had a logical argument and to follow his advice would best for Middle-Earth. "All who agree, stand."

Of the 17 gathered, 11 stood up.

"It is for the good of Middle-Earth." Taromin whispered.

The brotherhood was a gathering of the elite in magic and wisdom. The brotherhood was a great authority in middle-earth loved and respected by all. The members enjoyed years and years of fame and privilege and the fall of Sauron only increased their popularity. But they differed in opinions about the unification of Middle-Earth against any evil that may breach its borders. They knew they could not unite Middle-Earth.

The men nodded and it was the very next day that the Khorra'rim renounced their authority and gave Isildur his.

-----------------end dream----------------

"I had an odd dream last night." Edrea rubbed her aching head as she sat down on a chair nearby, watching the elf devour the savory breakfast foods.

"What of?" Legolas looked up at her in curiosity.

"Well......" she hesitated. She couldn't tell Legolas about her dream. "...well I rarely have dreams and what I do, it is a premonition of what is to come."

"So, did you see the future in this dream?"

"No, I did not."

"How can you be certain? It is often difficult to distinguish past from future."

"I am sure this was the past. I saw---"

Legolas waited for her to continue.

"I saw my father. And..."

"Good morning!" Gimli walked into the diningroom, taking a moment to take in the smell. "Smells good. What is it?"

Legolas shrugged. "This is all they had." Legolas shook a bowl of bush at Gimli. "This is what you get for staying at a cheap Bed and Breakfast in Rohan."

"Well, there are only a few towns left in Rohan, after the attack of Isengard." Edrea said.

"The Uruk-Hai were on their way back from that battle when they captured our friends."

"Uruk-Hai? You never told me your friends were captured by the Uruk- Hai. They are fierce and strong. You should be glad I travel with you, the three of you could not possibly defeat the hoards of them by yourselves. My magic will help, but since I am half human, I am not as powerful..."

Legolas nodded. "I am glad you are travelling with us, Edrea." He smiled at her.

Edrea gave a half-smile. "Where is Aragorn?"

Legolas's face fell. "Uh, he is in his room."

Edrea nodded. She stood up and walked away.

Legolas sighed.

Moments later, Gimli appeared from out of the kitchen, holding a huge bowl of the mush. "Mmm!" He said in approval. He plopped down next to Legolas and began to eat. "Mherth Meduya?" Gimli had trouble speaking--he had huge chunks of mush in his mouth.

"Edrea went to Aragorn." Legolas sighed again.

Gimli, upon swallowing his mush, laughed heartily (sending bits of mush everywhere). "You like her, don't you, Elf?"

"No! What posessed you to ask such a question?" Legolas laughed. He tried to mask the truth.

Gimli nodded, though not satisfied with the obvious lie.

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Edrea carefully opened the door which led into Aragorn's room. She saw Aragorn laying asleep on his bed. She approached him quietly. When she was a few feet from his bed--

"A ranger," Aragorn said through closed eyes and never moving from his position, "is always alert." He pulled off the blankets and tapped a small dagger that was clasped to his belt. "I could've killed you if I had not known who you were, but I knew it was you."

"You sleep with a belt on?!" Edrea laughed.

Aragorn smiled, his eyes still closed. "I thought everybody slept with a belt."

"We should get going. The Rohirrim have been hospitable, but we should hurry to find your halfling friends."

"Didn't you want to come here for one day? So we stopped for a day."

Edrea bit her lip. "Yes."

"Why did you want to stop by here?" Aragorn asked.

--------flashback (few hours ago) --------

Edrea ran down the cobbled streets to a small home, a home that she had seen so long ago. It was the home of her... father.

She stopped for a moment to catch her breath and to prepare herself. She knocked on the red door.

The door opened and a woman with red hair appeared. "Yes?"

"Does... Taromin live here?"

"No. He moved out a little while ago, dear."

"Oh." Edrea sighed. "Do you possibly have any idea where he went?"

"I haven't slightest idea."

"Oh, thanks anyway." Edrea smiled curteously and walked away. She was disappointed. She wanted delayed their journey for her father and he was not even here.

---------end flashback---------

"M-my father." Edrea said, stifling a tear.

Aragorn got up and walked over to her. When he placed a hand on her shoulder, Edrea suddenly felt a wave of pain shoot through her body. She screamed and everything became black.

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"Isildur has betrayed us. He has betrayed Middle-Earth." an elderly man said. There was a gathering, in the same location as the dream before. He looked around accusingly and with a hint of sadness in his countenance. "We have failed."

Taromin was in shock. He had led the others to believe that trusting Isildur with such power was the right choice. Sauron was gone, and Isildur is... Isildur is just a man. How did he obtain such power?

"It was the ring." A man with long, white hair stood up and began to walk around the room. "The one ring. Isildur has it and the ring was what gave Sauron his power. The ring has corrupted Isildur."

"I did not know of this ring..." Taromin said desperately.

"Silence." The white-haired man warned. "Did you honestly believe that the dark lord Sauron, in all his evil glory, would just DIE? The ring contains his very power. And as long as the ring exists, Sauron exists, though not physically."

"And now that Isildur has the ring, he will not give it up for the influence is too strong." The elderly man sighed.

"Taromin was a fool to believe Isildur completely destroyed Sauron. We are suffering the repercussions of this man's err in judgement." The white-haired man pointed at Taromin accusingly. "We must punish him. He is in part to blame for the treachery of Isildur and his tyranny."

The elder, caught up in the moment, cursed Taromin. "Your lack of hindsight has destroyed the future of Middle-Earth. However, it will not be you who suffers. It will be your offspring, and their offspring and so forth. They will each die--they will be killed by the heir of Isildur."

"You cannot possibly listen to Saruman's wild stories! They are--" Taromin was quieted by the look in the elder's face. He nodded and left hall. The features of his face suddenly grew weary as he realized the burden he must carry now.

-----------------end dream----------------

Edrea's eyes fluttered open. She had been riding on a horse, propped up by Legolas, who held the reins, behind her. She looked around -- they approaching Fangorn forest. Aragorn and Gimli walked next to them.

"She's awake." Legolas said.

Aragorn quickly walked up to her, and being careful not to touch her, said "I'm sorry."

"No, it was not you. You did not hurt me...I do not know why I just fainted like that..." Edrea looked at Aragorn and felt fear once more. But it wasn't the sort of fear you felt when you were being chased by orcs-- it was different. It was fear, yes, but it attracted her to him. She reached over and touched his shoulder. Nothing happened. "Hm.." she said to herself.

"I... I had a prophetic dream again," she whispered to Legolas.

"What was it?" Legolas asked.

She looked into his eyes and knew she could trust him. "My father, and his foolish--" she sighed, the story was too long. "My father and the Khorra'rim."

"Please tell me everything!" Legolas urged.

"There is not enough time in the world to tell you everything." Edrea sighed. She looked to her right over at Aragorn, who walked and looked straight ahead. She was so drawn to him for some reason...