The Future Lord of the Rings

by Daene Athena Necrell

The future when Arwen and Aragorn are married with 2 young children. Arwen is kidnapped and Aragorn must take his 2 children in a face off against the new Dark Lord. Pg 13 for violence/cursing.

                                    The Future of Lord of The Rings as predicted by ME

Disclaimer: I own the plot, Nesiel and Borior. (Once again I wish I owned aragorn). If I owned anything else I would not be writing this, I would be dead. And if I weren't dead I would be in a mansion writing my book and not caring about any of you people.

Author's Note: If you still this I will hunt you down. I  Will make you beg for death before the end (Thank you Boromir for that quote). Then I will drag your corpse into court. Any questions?

                                                Chapter 1

            Nesiel sat in a large field in Gondor holding Aragon's sword. Her brother Borior was laughing at her as she examined the blade.

            'You don't know how to use that. I'll teach you if you like.' He sneered.

            'A dad gave this to me and B NO.' She glared at him.

            Borior fell over laughing. 'He did NOT give that to you.'

            'Wonna bet?'

            Both children had brown hair, hazel eyes and fair complexions with elven ears. The girl was skinner then the boy and seemed more athletic and nimble but the boy wasn't exactly a couch potato.

            Then the tall figure of Aragorn stood behind the girl. Borior looked up at him.

            'Did you give the sword to Nesiel?'

            'Yes, why.'

            Before he had a chance to say anything more she jumped up. 'I told you!'

            Borior glared at her. 'I thought it wasn't his.'

            Aragorn looked at Borior. 'You learned archery she learned Swordsmanship. Have a problem because I remember for your 14th birthday you said you wanted to learn archery.'

            'I don't remember that.' In the distance a faint call was heard.

            'And that would be your mother.' He smiled while both were still getting ready. 'And last one home walks to Rivendel.' Aragorn took off towards the castle of Gondor Nesiel following at his heel and Borior cursing at Nesiel for getting her father's speed.

            But Nesiel didn't receive her mother's grace. She skidded to a stop right in front of Arwen. Aragorn was walking up while Borior skidded into the large hall.