Amnesia
by Jo March
Disclaimer: As we all know I do not know the Lord of the Rings, or anything in it. The plot of this story is my own idea.
Summary: Elrond decides to walk in the woods, and he receives a nasty knock on the head. This blow to the head results in severe amnesia. Will Elrond ever remember? How will his family take this news? Okay, enough! On with the story.
Chapter One: A Walk Though the Woods
^spoken in Elvish^
"Father, I don't believe that it is safe for you to go walking alone. As you well know, evil has again come. It is not safe for anyone to be by himself", stated Arwen.
"I'll be fine. I can take care of myself, I am an adult. Don't worry, I will be perfectly fine."
"I know you will, but I still can't help worrying."
"Just set your mind at rest. I won't be gone for over two hours. I just need some time to clear my mind. With the Ring being found, well, I am stressing more than usual."
"I know. Goodbye, Father. I will see you when you return." With that Lord Elrond Peredhil started on his evening walk. All was going fine, the night was young and beautiful. It sorely reminded him of Celebrian and the love they had shared together. Oh, to see, to touch, or merely hear her speak again would bring so much pleasure. They had shared so much. Never had Elrond allowed himself to dwell on these types of thoughts before. These thoughts shocked him, but, in away, they gave him comfort. Unbidden tears sprung to his eyes; quickly the Elven king swiped them away. How embarrassing it would be if someone were to come upon a great elvish king and see him crying.
Meanwhile back in Rivendell, Elladan and Elrohir return from their latest adventure. Wondering where their father is they seek out their sister. Elladan and Elrohir quietly snuck around behind their sister. Elladan snatched Arwen's book out of her hand; while Elrohir held his sister against a tree as his prisoner. "Elladan, Elrohir! If you don't give me my book back, I'll..."
"You'll what?" taunted the twins.
"I'll tell Father about what you did to Hadir's hair!"
"I don't seem to remember doing anything to his hair. Do you Elladan?"
"No, I can't bring up a memory about that either. This is quite an interesting book you have here Wen." commented Elladan, using Arwen's pet name that she hated with a passion.
"Well, Elly, what do you and Roro need?" countered Arwen using the names that she had used when she was child. They never ceased to annoy the twins.
"Do you know where Ada is? We have some news that he would be interested in."
"He went out for a walk a couple hours ago. I don't know if he has returned yet or not."
"He went by himself? Why'd you let him do that! He could be killed, kidnapped, or something."
"What did you want me to do, Elrohir? Tell him that he couldn't go. He is an adult and can take care of himself. I tried to convince him that he should stay, but he wouldn't listen."
"It's alright, sis, we'll find him."
Elrond had decided that it was time to be turning back. The sun had begun to sink over the Misty Mountains in the west. Oh, to go west and dwell with his beloved Celebrian. The sky had been overcast all day, and now it started to pour buckets of rain. This rain was spoiling his good clothes; never mind he had more back in Rivendell. The lighting and thunder boomed, clashed, banged, and smashed together in the sky. Bright flashes illuminated Elrond's path before him. As he turned the corner of the path his head collided with something, and he knew no more.
A/N: I know that this was a really short chapter. I have suddenly become addicted to fan fic's about Elrond so I decided to write one. I'm not sure what to think about it. I promise that the chapters will become longer. Reviews appreciated very much.