By: SilverRose82
Thanks and answers to :
solarmistress17 : Hmm, the pairing question………. You're just going to have to continue reading to find out.
starfury3000 : I'm gonna keep writing no questions there.
Kawaiibaka : I wasn't really sure how people were going to take that entire thing with Ren and Arwen, glad you liked it. To answer your other question, it's actually placed in the next few chapters. I'd say Chapter six or seven.
Bluejello : Glad you like my story.
Now I was going to update my other story but I'm going to watch the LotR special on WB.
Seeya……
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"This is problematic." Ren muttered as slowly goldening hair blew around her in the wind. Looking around her as she stood upon one of the tallest stone outcrops in the destroyed elven city of Hollin. Staring out at the endless cobalt sky surrounding her, she smiled softly. The Fellowship would be appearing shortly, pulling her hair into a ponytail she began dashing around, jumping from rock to rock. Stopping at a small rock cropping she flipped over the edge of it to see a small shelf underneath it. "Hmm, this will work."
Looking up, she watched as Gandalf emerged from behind one of the upright storm cloud grey stones, the wizard didn't seem surprised to see her there one bit. Legolas and Gimli didn't seem to notice her for their argument a few moments before had left the two of them in sour moods. Frodo looked up at her and smiled while Merry and Pippin waved before following along after the others to set up camp. Sam gave her a small nod as he pulled on Bill's reins to get the pony to move forward. Boromir and Aragorn where the last to come from around the rocky path, Ren glared at both of them before jumping onto the same rock she had earlier flipped off of.
She smiled at Gimli's shocked expression at her sudden appearance before resting back against a nearby rock to smoke on his pipe. Wrinkling her nose up at the smell, she moved up winded of the sickly, sweet scent. Legolas having gotten wind of pipe weed moved to a rock farther above the rise of smoke. Gimli could only smile as he watched the two elves move out of the range to smell any of the smoke coming from the vast number of pipes. It had been explained to him once by his father that elves could not stand the smell of pipe weed. Though like poison it was quickly fought off and neutralized within their bodies the smell did not settle well with their keen senses. He had heard tales from other dwarves that had come in contact with elves. They had said that they would smoke their pipes while a company of elves were near to keep them from trying to come closer.
"If anyone were to ask my opinion, which I note they have not, I would say we're taking the long way around! Gandalf, we could go through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome!" Gimli cried out after a few moments of silence. Gandalf shook his head before giving Gimli his answer for why taking that road was not an option. Legolas turned to study the dwarf before turning to watch the Lady Ren talk with Frodo and Sam. He didn't understand how she could appear out of the blink of an eye and disappear in the same manner. Watching Aragorn give pointers to Merry and Pippin while Boromir spared with them, he could only shake his head at the confusion in which he had placed himself in.
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"I will never understand why the elves wish to journey over the sea to the Grey Havens. There is nothing different over there than over here. Granted everyone over there are elves and wizards. Why go back to the same lands they left in the first place." Ren told Frodo and Sam as they talked about why the elves were leaving Middle Earth.
"Would you ever go to the Grey Havens and stay there?" Frodo asked as she glanced around, Legolas seemed to be the most effected by her words.
"If I were to stay anywhere it would not be there. Nothing there interests me. A few friends but nothing more." Ren answered him with a soft smile. Glancing behind her she saw smoldering sky blue eyes. The elven prince seemed to want to speak against her words, but his upbringing stopped him, turning to watch Boromir teach Merry and Pippin to use their swords, she could only smile as Pippin tackled Boromir followed shortly after by Merry. Aragorn moving in to help his fellow man was bowled over by Merry and placed in temporary shock at the tallest hobbit's strength on flipping him onto his back.
"Why do you speak like this?" Legolas asked he appeared before Ren and the hobbits. Ren giving the two a small smile, stood up dusting the back of her pants off, she stared at the prince before moving a ways away from the group.
"When you know you will never be allowed eternal peace. You tend to become cynical." Ren told him evenly, defiance clearly seen in her smoldering silver eyes. "Will you leave for the Grey Havens after this?"
"My mother is in the Grey Havens." Legolas cried out. It was the first time that anyone had seen the elven prince show any of his emotions other than at the council. He was probably the best at keeping them hidden more so than anyone of the group. Ren's mouth formed a small O shape as she looked up at him from the rock she had sat on moments prior to his outburst. Her eyes looked sad and for the first time the hobbits could see how tired and worn their friend really was.
"At least you will meet your mother." Ren scoffed as she turned to flee.
"You're an elf, you mother is probably in the Grey Havens." Boromir pointed out as a dangerous look flashed across silver eyes.
"Both of my mothers are dead. Have been for the last four million years." Ren told them quietly as she fled down the hill. Away from the prying eyes, away from the silence. Frodo looked at them angrily, Merry and Pippin looked ready to run off to comfort their friend but Frodo's eyes stopped them. She would return, she always did.
"You know… I really don't want to talk to you tall people right now." Pippin muttered as he took as seat between Gimli and Merry.
"Her life has been hard lived. Her soul is forever scared with pain of not being good enough, strong enough. Her body tired and her mind worn. Lady Ren has a life that no one could ever fathom, ever walk and stay strong. I don't know as much about her as the hobbits and Gimli but they all seem angry with use tall people. Years ago when she was first born she was born as Princess Serenity of the White Moon, Lunarian I believe she is, one of the first elven races. By the time she was eighteen and forced into a marriage she didn't want her kingdom was attacked."
"Speak no more of a past long dead, Gandalf. I do not wish to hear of it and relive some of the worst years of my life again." Ren growled as she appeared behind Merry and Pippin. Handing the two a set of small, crystal daggers she nodded before moving towards the tallest stone, leaping on top of it with dead accuracy she glanced around at the group. Pippin and Merry looked from her to the daggers she had given to them. Merry held his up to the light and watched as light reflected though the opaque stone, causing miniature rainbows to dance around him.
"What are these swords made of?" Gimli asked as he studied the sword Pippin had just handed him. Ren gave of a serene smile that was rare to come by with her. Shading her eyes she glanced up into the sky trying to pin point the only place that crystal could ever come from.
"Right there." Ren pointed out at the faint blue outline of the moon. Looking back at the others she could only see confusion on their faces as they tried to understand what she was speaking about. "Is the only place where this crystal can be mined and sharpened."
"Made from what stone from your homeland then, Lady Ren." Gimli smiled as he handed Pippin back the short sword.
"Umm, I know it comes from the Sea of Serenity……… Would you believe me if I told you I have naught the slightest idea. All I know is that they have been past down from each generation of Moon Queens. Though never used before in battle, seeing as the Silver Alliance was always peaceful. My mother told me that I would know when it was the right time to pass them on." Ren shrugged not really caring much for the stone it was made out of or the fact that they would be used for the first time in battle, but that they would be life savers in the end. Turning to look across the sky she scolded but said nothing as she turned to the rest of the group.
"What's that?" Sam asked as Legolas jumped onto a different bolder to get a better look at what Sam had noticed.
"It's nothing, just a wisp of cloud." Gimli dismissed as he turned back to smoking on his pipe.
"It's moving fast, against the wind." Boromir murmured as he stood up and shaded his eyes to get a better look. Ren not moving from her perch on the top rock grumbled something under her breath as she tossed her pack into subspace.
"Crebain from Dunland! Hide!" Legolas cried as everyone was sent into a flurry of movement. Putting out fires, throwing packs into bushes and under rock ledges and then hiding theirselves.
"Oh yay." Ren muttered as she jumped from the rocks she had been sitting on to hide beneath a bramble bush. Looking up into the sky as the crebain flew around, she shuttered at the dark powers that radiated from them. A single black feather drifted from one of the bird's large black wings. Holding her breath as it caught in the bush's web of limbs she waited a few minutes before frying the feather into tiny dust particles.
As everyone climbed out from their hiding spots, Frodo turned to Sam then to Merry and Pippin making sure that his friends were alright they turned to Gandalf to hear what the wizard's decision would be. A quite calm settled over the group as Gandalf conversed with Aragorn and Legolas on the path they were going to take.
"I don't know if this is going to be a good thing or a bad thing." Merry muttered as he moved for his pack, the group was to be leaving in the next few hours. Heading for a giant mountain covered in snow, snow of all things, something that would freeze the feet off any hobbit.
"It's a bad thing." Pippin told his cousin as his eyes sparked in the sunlight. "That's snow. It's a bad thing."
The members of the fellowship shared glanced as Ren kept herself from flooding with memories of a battle gone terribly wrong back when she was fourteen. Listening to Merry and Pippin discuss the ideals of good and bad thing about the mountain they were heading towards with Sam and Gimli adding into the small argument, it kept them from feeling the cold that was slowly starting to blow down from the mountains.
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"Why has this happened to me?" Frodo asked as he walked along side Ren. She gazed at him softly, motherly to those who knew her.
"I can not answer that question any better than I can answer my own. I still try to understand why I was chosen. Your question is much like mine, still waits to be answered. I do not think there is an answer to it." Ren replied calmly as Pippin and Merry appeared beside her, Sam was not far behind them leading the pony.
"But you've had a much longer time to understand your destiny. I have yet to understand mine." Frodo mumbled as Ren turned to gazing into the cloud covered sky, puffy white clouds lazily dotted the cobalt sky. Turning silvery eyes back onto the ever bright cerulean eyes of Frodo, she could only sigh.
"Yes, but does it mean I have figured it out? No, because I have not. I can know your fate, your destiny, Pippin's fate and destiny, Sam's fate and destiny, even Bill's fate and destiny. However, I cannot know my own. I could die tomorrow, I would never know……"
"But you can't die." Pippin interrupted. "You're Cosmos."
"Yes, I know little one, but you never knows what awaits you around every bend, every step. Your next step could be your last and you would never know." Ren told him as she studied the entire fellowship. Most seemed to be listening to their conversation. Glancing around the area, she sighed, closer to the mountains, closer to the cold that anyone save an elf could stand for extended time. "I once heard this from somewhere, 'live your day as though you were to die tomorrow, live your life as though you were to live forever.' Make the best of what we have, for it could very well be the last."
"That's not very promising, Lady Ren." Boromir spoke up as she glanced at him, her eyes captured his, within seconds Boromir saw a future that was to be his before a month's time.
"You should take heed of that, Lord Boromir." Ren told him bluntly, Boromir grumbled something under his breath as he turned to continue behind Gimli.
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I don't know where else I've heard that quote, But I'm quoting it from my English/American History Teacher Mr. Krause.
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