CF1: *sighs* I got SO tired of waiting for CF2 to update "Love War and
Destruction" that I began it myself. This chapter is about my (CF1)
favorite- ARAGORN!.
Like I said, only Cladissa Starlight (yes it's StarLIGHT, I don't know why I only put STAR as her last name on chapter one...) is mine, the rest are all part of JRR Tolkien's genius world.
A/N: I know, in the extended edition, ELROND finds Aragorn at his mother's grave, but I decided to change it to Arwen. Then the two go out to the bridge. This is why it's called a fan FICTION...I also made the elvish bits into English, so as not to confuse anybody!
Love, War, and Destruction -Chapter II-
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Aragorn moved stealthily through the dense forest of Rivendell. He had arrived two days before, with the three hobbit friends of the Ring bearer. After checking to make sure that Frodo was alright, Aragorn decided to visit someplace he had not been for a very long time.
He felt tears come to his eyes as he knelt before her grave. It had been so long since anyone had come here. He brushed away the plant life and obstructions that had gathered around his mother's grave in the absence of care.
As he sat, Aragorn wondered at how utterly alone he felt. He knew, he wasn't alone. He had his friends Legolas, and Cladissa, and her. His lover. His Arwen.
Aragorn loved Arwen with a burning passion, and he was fairly sure she loved him back. But her Father was right. Already Elrond had confronted Aragorn during this stay in Rivendell. Aragorn had been able to turn and walk away from him. He knew what Elrond wanted to speak of. He knew Elrond wanted Aragorn to let his Evening Star go. But he couldn't. Aragorn also knew that no matter how hard he tried, or whoever else would come into his life, that he would never be able to let Arwen Evenstar go.
But he still felt alone. Through all this love and friendship, he still felt alone.
His mother and father had left him at an early age. Raised by the elves, it wasn't until he was 20 years of age when he found out who he really was.
It had been Elrond. Elrond had told him of his past, that he was the heir to the throne. King of men. But Aragorn didn't want to be king of men. He wanted to be Aragorn. Strider. Anything but King Elessar. He didn't want power.
Isildur had power.
Isildur was the reason he was here.
Because Isildur had power, and because he was weak at the same time.
What if he, Aragorn, was like Isildur? What if at the Council tomorrow, the Ring fell into his hands. It was his, it was rightfully his, and he knew that. But he also was afraid. Not because of the reasons of everyone else. What if he were indeed to take the Ring, and what if, when the time came, instead of destroying the Ring, what if he were to take the path of Isildur and end up keeping the one Ring.
Aragorn sighed. He did not want such a heavy decision to rest on his shoulders. Too let down so many people. The time was coming when he would have to choose. Whether to follow the path that has been laid out for him and become King of Men, or to take another route and remain in exile, a ranger, he could not decide.
He was so lost in thought, he did not hear the soft foot steps behind him. He suddenly heard a silky voice behind him. "Why do you fear the past?" Aragorn stood and turned to see Arwen, his Evening Star, standing behind him. By the look on her face, he knew she had guessed what he had been thinking about.
Arwen closed the distance between them as she continued, "You are Isildur's heir, not Isildur himself. For you are not bound to his fate".
Aragorn looked deep into her crystal blue eyes as he answered: "The same blood flows through my veins, the same weakness..."
There seemed to be a great sadness in her eyes as Arwen responded: "Oh Aragorn, your time shall come. You will face the same evil, and you shall defeat it."
"How can you be so sure of me Arwen, when I am not even sure of myself?"
"Aragorn, it is called hope. And Faith, I have faith in you Aragorn." She grasped his hand and held it tightly in hers, "The shadow does not hold sway yet. Not over you, not over me."
Aragorn smiled down at his Evening Star. She was what kept him going. She was what gave him the hope he had remaining. He knew he could never leave her.
Arwen kissed his cheek lightly and whispered in his ear, "Come, take a walk with me." Arwen left his embrace and walked away, pausing to turn back to him, "Come on, what's there to fear? Tis only me."
Aragorn hurried to catch up with her, and caught her in his arms once more.
"Arwen..." he said as she turned in his embrace to face him.
"Yes Aragorn?" She breathed.
"I love you" he murmured as he bent down to softly kiss her lips.
When they broke apart, Arwen whispered back "And I you. Come now, walk with me."
Hand in hand, the two walked away into the woods.
*****
The two emerged from the woods and walked onto a bridge that crossed over the strongly running river. They stopped in the center and turned to each other.
"Do you remember when we first met, Aragorn?" Arwen asked of him.
Aragorn looked deep into her eyes as he answered her, "I thought I had strayed into a dream. You were so fair; I couldn't believe you were real."
She sighed, and said to him "Long years have passed. You did not wear the troubles you carry now," she looked into his eyes and questioned him again; "Do you remember what I told you?"
He did remember, but she couldn't be serious...could she? "You said you'd bind yourself to me...forsaking, the immortal life, of your people."
"And to that I hold true. I would rather share one life time with you," Her voice softened, "Then face all the ages of this world so utterly alone." She clasped his hand in hers, and when she opened them again to reveal her necklace, the Evenstar jewel, the symbol of her immortality. She whispered, her heart in her throat, "I choose a mortal life."
No! Aragorn thought, she can't! "You can not give me this."
"It is mine to give to whom I will, like my heart."
The last thought Aragorn could remember going through his head was his feeling of deep and passionate love for Arwen before their lips met once more.
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Okay...so that's chapter two of LW & D! Hope you enjoyed it, so now pleeeeeeeeease review it! I really like how this story is coming out!
~CF1
Like I said, only Cladissa Starlight (yes it's StarLIGHT, I don't know why I only put STAR as her last name on chapter one...) is mine, the rest are all part of JRR Tolkien's genius world.
A/N: I know, in the extended edition, ELROND finds Aragorn at his mother's grave, but I decided to change it to Arwen. Then the two go out to the bridge. This is why it's called a fan FICTION...I also made the elvish bits into English, so as not to confuse anybody!
Love, War, and Destruction -Chapter II-
*********
Aragorn moved stealthily through the dense forest of Rivendell. He had arrived two days before, with the three hobbit friends of the Ring bearer. After checking to make sure that Frodo was alright, Aragorn decided to visit someplace he had not been for a very long time.
He felt tears come to his eyes as he knelt before her grave. It had been so long since anyone had come here. He brushed away the plant life and obstructions that had gathered around his mother's grave in the absence of care.
As he sat, Aragorn wondered at how utterly alone he felt. He knew, he wasn't alone. He had his friends Legolas, and Cladissa, and her. His lover. His Arwen.
Aragorn loved Arwen with a burning passion, and he was fairly sure she loved him back. But her Father was right. Already Elrond had confronted Aragorn during this stay in Rivendell. Aragorn had been able to turn and walk away from him. He knew what Elrond wanted to speak of. He knew Elrond wanted Aragorn to let his Evening Star go. But he couldn't. Aragorn also knew that no matter how hard he tried, or whoever else would come into his life, that he would never be able to let Arwen Evenstar go.
But he still felt alone. Through all this love and friendship, he still felt alone.
His mother and father had left him at an early age. Raised by the elves, it wasn't until he was 20 years of age when he found out who he really was.
It had been Elrond. Elrond had told him of his past, that he was the heir to the throne. King of men. But Aragorn didn't want to be king of men. He wanted to be Aragorn. Strider. Anything but King Elessar. He didn't want power.
Isildur had power.
Isildur was the reason he was here.
Because Isildur had power, and because he was weak at the same time.
What if he, Aragorn, was like Isildur? What if at the Council tomorrow, the Ring fell into his hands. It was his, it was rightfully his, and he knew that. But he also was afraid. Not because of the reasons of everyone else. What if he were indeed to take the Ring, and what if, when the time came, instead of destroying the Ring, what if he were to take the path of Isildur and end up keeping the one Ring.
Aragorn sighed. He did not want such a heavy decision to rest on his shoulders. Too let down so many people. The time was coming when he would have to choose. Whether to follow the path that has been laid out for him and become King of Men, or to take another route and remain in exile, a ranger, he could not decide.
He was so lost in thought, he did not hear the soft foot steps behind him. He suddenly heard a silky voice behind him. "Why do you fear the past?" Aragorn stood and turned to see Arwen, his Evening Star, standing behind him. By the look on her face, he knew she had guessed what he had been thinking about.
Arwen closed the distance between them as she continued, "You are Isildur's heir, not Isildur himself. For you are not bound to his fate".
Aragorn looked deep into her crystal blue eyes as he answered: "The same blood flows through my veins, the same weakness..."
There seemed to be a great sadness in her eyes as Arwen responded: "Oh Aragorn, your time shall come. You will face the same evil, and you shall defeat it."
"How can you be so sure of me Arwen, when I am not even sure of myself?"
"Aragorn, it is called hope. And Faith, I have faith in you Aragorn." She grasped his hand and held it tightly in hers, "The shadow does not hold sway yet. Not over you, not over me."
Aragorn smiled down at his Evening Star. She was what kept him going. She was what gave him the hope he had remaining. He knew he could never leave her.
Arwen kissed his cheek lightly and whispered in his ear, "Come, take a walk with me." Arwen left his embrace and walked away, pausing to turn back to him, "Come on, what's there to fear? Tis only me."
Aragorn hurried to catch up with her, and caught her in his arms once more.
"Arwen..." he said as she turned in his embrace to face him.
"Yes Aragorn?" She breathed.
"I love you" he murmured as he bent down to softly kiss her lips.
When they broke apart, Arwen whispered back "And I you. Come now, walk with me."
Hand in hand, the two walked away into the woods.
*****
The two emerged from the woods and walked onto a bridge that crossed over the strongly running river. They stopped in the center and turned to each other.
"Do you remember when we first met, Aragorn?" Arwen asked of him.
Aragorn looked deep into her eyes as he answered her, "I thought I had strayed into a dream. You were so fair; I couldn't believe you were real."
She sighed, and said to him "Long years have passed. You did not wear the troubles you carry now," she looked into his eyes and questioned him again; "Do you remember what I told you?"
He did remember, but she couldn't be serious...could she? "You said you'd bind yourself to me...forsaking, the immortal life, of your people."
"And to that I hold true. I would rather share one life time with you," Her voice softened, "Then face all the ages of this world so utterly alone." She clasped his hand in hers, and when she opened them again to reveal her necklace, the Evenstar jewel, the symbol of her immortality. She whispered, her heart in her throat, "I choose a mortal life."
No! Aragorn thought, she can't! "You can not give me this."
"It is mine to give to whom I will, like my heart."
The last thought Aragorn could remember going through his head was his feeling of deep and passionate love for Arwen before their lips met once more.
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Okay...so that's chapter two of LW & D! Hope you enjoyed it, so now pleeeeeeeeease review it! I really like how this story is coming out!
~CF1
