Prologue
A/N: This story is sort of an AU. It's an original "Lost Tale" that is based on a RPG that I did with a friend once. The only people who are actual characters from Lord of the Rings are Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own LotR, Peter's or J.R.R.'s, or any of the Books of Lost Tales.
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A dark man sat in the back of the theater beside two younger men. They watched the movie quietly and without question. The older man tensed as he saw the Ring pass to Isildur. He waited in anticipation as Isildur was ambushed and killed. And finally he released a relieved sigh as Gollum's hand appeared, snatching up the Ring. But he stood at this point and left the theater. The two younger men glanced at one another and followed quickly. No one seemed to notice.
"Father, what is it?" asked one of the twin boys gently. The older man didn't reply, simply continued walking. They walked until they reached a small house a few blocks away. The man stopped as he reached the porch and turned to face his two sons.
"That is not how it happened, Elladan," the man said softly.
"What are you talking about?" Elladan, one of the two sons, asked. "Of course it is! I was there, if you have forgotten!"
"Father's right," the other, Elrohir, told him. "You do not know because no one knows. No one. . .except for Father and myself."
Elladan threw up his arms. "You're both mad! We were all there when it happened! Isildur took the Ring, got ambushed, Gollum murdered Deagol and stole it - "
"That is where you are wrong," the older man, whose name was Elrond, interrupted. "There was another story. . .a different story. . .before Gollum obtained the Ring. Gandalf, or Tolkien as he called himself, did not know about it. I never told him. But I do remember it, as does Elrohir, and Anuil."
"But Anuil is a librarian!" Elladan cried. "What could she possibly know?!"
Elrond said nothing, simply turned and walked into the house. The twins followed him into the study, where he opened a small panel in the wall and removed a black, leather-bound book. Elladan took it when Elrond held it out to him, and he opened it. A small gasp escaped his lips.
"This is the book of Mordor," he said. "This is the book we had searched for during the War of the Ring. When did you find it?"
"Anuil sent it to me almost one hundred and fifty years later," Elrond told him. "She had lent it to a friend, and when that friend passed away, it was returned." He went and sat in a nearby armchair, quickly followed by the twins, who sat on a couch across from him.
"Father. . .who had this book?" Elladan questioned after a moment. "Why was it kept for so long?"
Elrond did not answer right away. He thought a moment, then sighed. "A Hobbit by the name of Raedolia Took had that book, and she had it for a very noble purpose."
"Which was. . .?"
"To destroy the One Ring."
Elladan's mouth opened in shock. "When? When did such a thing happen?"
Elrond sighed again. "After Isildur took the Ring for his own, he was ambushed by a swarm of Orcs and killed. However, it did not happen by the Anduin, as tale tells. It happened nearer to the Shire, only miles from Rivendell. The Ring was lost in a field, and found by Raedolia and an Elven companion named Anendel."
"Why did you never tell me this?" Elladan demanded softly. "Why did Elrohir know and not me?"
"I befriended the Hobbit," Elrohir told him. "You were too worried about the Orcs at the time."
Elladan was quiet for a moment. "What happened to her?"
Elrond looked up at him. "It is. . .difficult to understand."
"Then start from the beginning."
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A/N: Please review. Next chapter I'll begin the actual story part, which is much more exciting.
A/N: This story is sort of an AU. It's an original "Lost Tale" that is based on a RPG that I did with a friend once. The only people who are actual characters from Lord of the Rings are Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own LotR, Peter's or J.R.R.'s, or any of the Books of Lost Tales.
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A dark man sat in the back of the theater beside two younger men. They watched the movie quietly and without question. The older man tensed as he saw the Ring pass to Isildur. He waited in anticipation as Isildur was ambushed and killed. And finally he released a relieved sigh as Gollum's hand appeared, snatching up the Ring. But he stood at this point and left the theater. The two younger men glanced at one another and followed quickly. No one seemed to notice.
"Father, what is it?" asked one of the twin boys gently. The older man didn't reply, simply continued walking. They walked until they reached a small house a few blocks away. The man stopped as he reached the porch and turned to face his two sons.
"That is not how it happened, Elladan," the man said softly.
"What are you talking about?" Elladan, one of the two sons, asked. "Of course it is! I was there, if you have forgotten!"
"Father's right," the other, Elrohir, told him. "You do not know because no one knows. No one. . .except for Father and myself."
Elladan threw up his arms. "You're both mad! We were all there when it happened! Isildur took the Ring, got ambushed, Gollum murdered Deagol and stole it - "
"That is where you are wrong," the older man, whose name was Elrond, interrupted. "There was another story. . .a different story. . .before Gollum obtained the Ring. Gandalf, or Tolkien as he called himself, did not know about it. I never told him. But I do remember it, as does Elrohir, and Anuil."
"But Anuil is a librarian!" Elladan cried. "What could she possibly know?!"
Elrond said nothing, simply turned and walked into the house. The twins followed him into the study, where he opened a small panel in the wall and removed a black, leather-bound book. Elladan took it when Elrond held it out to him, and he opened it. A small gasp escaped his lips.
"This is the book of Mordor," he said. "This is the book we had searched for during the War of the Ring. When did you find it?"
"Anuil sent it to me almost one hundred and fifty years later," Elrond told him. "She had lent it to a friend, and when that friend passed away, it was returned." He went and sat in a nearby armchair, quickly followed by the twins, who sat on a couch across from him.
"Father. . .who had this book?" Elladan questioned after a moment. "Why was it kept for so long?"
Elrond did not answer right away. He thought a moment, then sighed. "A Hobbit by the name of Raedolia Took had that book, and she had it for a very noble purpose."
"Which was. . .?"
"To destroy the One Ring."
Elladan's mouth opened in shock. "When? When did such a thing happen?"
Elrond sighed again. "After Isildur took the Ring for his own, he was ambushed by a swarm of Orcs and killed. However, it did not happen by the Anduin, as tale tells. It happened nearer to the Shire, only miles from Rivendell. The Ring was lost in a field, and found by Raedolia and an Elven companion named Anendel."
"Why did you never tell me this?" Elladan demanded softly. "Why did Elrohir know and not me?"
"I befriended the Hobbit," Elrohir told him. "You were too worried about the Orcs at the time."
Elladan was quiet for a moment. "What happened to her?"
Elrond looked up at him. "It is. . .difficult to understand."
"Then start from the beginning."
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A/N: Please review. Next chapter I'll begin the actual story part, which is much more exciting.