This is my first LORD OF THE RINGS FANFIC. Tell me what you think.
Title: The Love of Death
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General/Romance
Summary: Rivendell has fallen and amongst the destruction a lone elf will claim the throne of the Nazgul. She, Arwen daughter of Elrond, will take charge and the destruction of Gondor and the world is inevitable.
Rivendell was under attack. Lothlorien could not send help. Their own soldiers were at Helm's Deep. They were being attacked by orcs with the Nazgul in command. Many of Rivendell's fighters had been sent away leaving them disadvantaged. The eye of Mordor sees everything and it has seen the downfall of the land of the elves.
The once brilliant and bright city of the elves was now covered in death and blood. Darkness has come to the land of Rivendell. Not even the gift of foresight could save the once peaceful land. Lord Elrond was once more on the forefront of battle. A clash between two words; those of death and destruction against peace and tranquility. There in the shadows the Nazgul watched and waited. For they were looking for the one who can lead them to the downfall of Gondor. There's but one, the most fair of all elves, that will lead the rightful heir of Gondor to his death and the destruction of his beloved city.
The light shone from the highest tower of Rivendell. The power of the elves were at work. There she stood controlling the land itself. The light shone in the eyes of the orcs and they were blinded and many died before the sword of Elrond. The wind blew against the orcs. Urging them back. Still they came in thousands upon the hall of Elrond. Lighting crashed through the army of orcs, but not fast enough to hit many. The Nazgul were not affected in their dark corner, but they had seen it. The woman the ranger named Strider loved and she was going to be the key to the destruction of middle earth. In her hand were the hidden powers of the world. An elf born with the power of wizards was an unlikely find.
The Nazgul gave flight. Silent for they were away from the ring of power. There was nothing to call for all they had to do was catch her undetected and all would go well for them. The balance of the world would be easily tipped from there. They came from behind the tower. One went up the stairs below the tower. The Nazgul was fastly approaching the unsuspecting figure. Without warning they struck and the light went out on humanity and the world.
Rivendell fell and the death of the elves colored Rivendell in red and in the tower overlooking the death of millions stood a lone figure clothed in black. Lips the color of blood smirked on the destruction. The captain of the Nazgul was born. The black cape billowed behind her and finally the figure is revealed as she steps into the brightness of a new day. Lady Arwen daughter of Elrond princess of Rivendell stood there staring unblinkingly at the sun. With a wave of her hand the sun was shut out and darkness covered the world.
So what did you think. Well I love dark fics so if you like them too check out some of my other fanfics. REMEMBER TO REVIEW.
Title: The Love of Death
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General/Romance
Summary: Rivendell has fallen and amongst the destruction a lone elf will claim the throne of the Nazgul. She, Arwen daughter of Elrond, will take charge and the destruction of Gondor and the world is inevitable.
Rivendell was under attack. Lothlorien could not send help. Their own soldiers were at Helm's Deep. They were being attacked by orcs with the Nazgul in command. Many of Rivendell's fighters had been sent away leaving them disadvantaged. The eye of Mordor sees everything and it has seen the downfall of the land of the elves.
The once brilliant and bright city of the elves was now covered in death and blood. Darkness has come to the land of Rivendell. Not even the gift of foresight could save the once peaceful land. Lord Elrond was once more on the forefront of battle. A clash between two words; those of death and destruction against peace and tranquility. There in the shadows the Nazgul watched and waited. For they were looking for the one who can lead them to the downfall of Gondor. There's but one, the most fair of all elves, that will lead the rightful heir of Gondor to his death and the destruction of his beloved city.
The light shone from the highest tower of Rivendell. The power of the elves were at work. There she stood controlling the land itself. The light shone in the eyes of the orcs and they were blinded and many died before the sword of Elrond. The wind blew against the orcs. Urging them back. Still they came in thousands upon the hall of Elrond. Lighting crashed through the army of orcs, but not fast enough to hit many. The Nazgul were not affected in their dark corner, but they had seen it. The woman the ranger named Strider loved and she was going to be the key to the destruction of middle earth. In her hand were the hidden powers of the world. An elf born with the power of wizards was an unlikely find.
The Nazgul gave flight. Silent for they were away from the ring of power. There was nothing to call for all they had to do was catch her undetected and all would go well for them. The balance of the world would be easily tipped from there. They came from behind the tower. One went up the stairs below the tower. The Nazgul was fastly approaching the unsuspecting figure. Without warning they struck and the light went out on humanity and the world.
Rivendell fell and the death of the elves colored Rivendell in red and in the tower overlooking the death of millions stood a lone figure clothed in black. Lips the color of blood smirked on the destruction. The captain of the Nazgul was born. The black cape billowed behind her and finally the figure is revealed as she steps into the brightness of a new day. Lady Arwen daughter of Elrond princess of Rivendell stood there staring unblinkingly at the sun. With a wave of her hand the sun was shut out and darkness covered the world.
So what did you think. Well I love dark fics so if you like them too check out some of my other fanfics. REMEMBER TO REVIEW.