A/N: I would like to thank MuseCelestia for beta reading this and Princess Consuella Banana for helping me with canon.
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Princess Consuella Banana-Awww, you know you liked it! Oh, and thanks for helping me with the canon.
Disclaimer: I am not Tolkien, Tolkien wrote Lord of the Rings, so thereforeI did not write Lord of the Rings.
Elize felt a soft hand upon her shoulder, and when she looked up she saw that it was a fairy. Not the one she knew, but a new one, nonetheless, she sat up and scrambled to get away.
"Why are you frightened?" the soft voice rang out.
"I'm not killing anybody, don't even try asking me. I won't!" cried the frightened hobbit.
"I wouldn't ask you to. For a creature such as yourself, whose nature is so against murder, to ask you to do such a thing would cause you so much turmoil that your mind would be on the brink of collapse. That was what Dakanor…the other fay, wanted, so that she could push her mind within your own and control you, as she could not do so to a mind that was not severely weakened. I gave you the dream, so that you would escape and understand why the deed could not be done," Ianna explained in a calm, even voice.
Elize asked, "Why…why do you care if she takes control of me?"
"For a fay it is illegal by rule of the Contial to have contact with any creature who has not seen a fairy without their approval upon penalty of death. They have sent me and I shall receive a reward upon bringing them her head."
"Oh…" Elize responded, as if she was hoping for some noble cause instead of the one she received, then a thought popped into her head, "Are you sure she understands the rule? She mentioned the Contial to me, and the rule, only she said she could not be seen by men! Oh, she must have misunderstood, can you not explain the rule and give her another chance?"
"She understands, trust me. If she did not, she could not have evaded the fairies working for the Contial for so long, she would have trusted us and would not know to hide. Even if she had not know that she was breaking our law, is it not wrong anyway to try to trick a child into becoming a murderer so that you may enslave them?"
"Oh, true…I guess you're right," said Elize, considering this, "Of course, I did not know how long she evaded you, but she did try to enslave me, and that I knew."
"Though I would never ask for you to have a part in killing, have you an idea of how to kill this wicked fay? For she can sense my presence, though other creatures she must see to know where they are, so I cannot sneak up on her. She does not like to fight, but she can disappear and transport to anywhere she has ever been in the blink of an eye. Though I could follow her, it would be impossible to keep her in one place long enough to kill her…" Ianna said, strongly at first but slowly fading into a mumble.
"A man named Aragorn could be used, for he is kind, caring and strong. As a man and a warrior, it would not go against his nature to kill an evil beast! Oh, wait…you said you could not make contact with one who has never seen one of your kind, but did you not say 'without their approval'? Could you not ask them for their approval, as this task is something they wished done?"
"Yes, that is what we shall do."
In an instant the world seemed to fade away, and in its place was a crystal hall that glittered and gleamed. At a table sat five fay, aged yet fair. When they spoke they spoke as one, for over time a mind connection between them had caused their thoughts to seep into the heads of the others, creating one creature, ancient and wise. They were the Contial.
"What have you come for?" they asked, "Why have you brought that creature?"
"Dakanor chose her as a victim, but failed. It is against her nature to kill, and we know that my power would most likely not be enough to defeat her, but there is a man who is a warrior. It would be in his nature to kill, and as a friend to this hobbit, he would want to stop any who wished to harm her. I have come to ask permission to use him in my plan, though he would most likely find out about our existence."
"No!" the Contial yelled, "You shall not bring in a creature such as that, these hobbits are bad enough, but at least they do not kill! A beast brought in for his ability to kill would be quite deadly, for we do not know if he would kill us when he was done with her. Another plan must be made."
"In the meantime, may I know the location of her home, so that she may return? Dakanor was offering to take her there, if she killed, so if we kept her where she wished to be, there would be nothing to bribe her with. I would sense if a fay came to her home, and be able to stop anything from happening. Would you tell me the location of her home?" Ianna requested.
"Where did she come from?" asked the Contial.
Elize responded, "The Shire!"
One of the Contial opened a book that Elize had not noticed before. It was an ancient book, with a brown cover and wrinkled yellowed pages, and it was filled with maps. Maps of lands mentioned many times in tales, maps of places no man nor hobbit has ever heard of, a map of the Shire, and a map that showed how to get there from Bree. No one knows how the fay came by such maps, but many things about them are mysteries, for few even know they exist.
Ianna knew how to get to Bree, for she had been there following Dakanor in the past. For a while, she and the Contial spoke about a route to the Shire that would allow them to avoid the eyes of all men. At first, Elize was trying to pay attention, but as the fay were speaking in their own tongue, she quickly got bored with it. Fortunately, the conversation did not take long, and, as fairies could appear anywhere they had been before, neither did the trip to Bree. In a blink of an eye, the beautiful crystal palace melted away to be replaced by the browns and grays of an alley in Bree.
"I shall take you to the ferry to the Shire. I am afraid to go with you all the way, for I might be seen, but I am sure you could find your way home from there," whispered Ianna.
"Yes, though I have never taken it, this is the first time I've left the Shire, it is not far from my home and I know where it is."
"Do you have coins for the ferry?"
Elize nodded, and they snuck forward, ducking and crawling through the shadows. Fortunately, it was not far to the ferry, and they had few instances where they were nearly caught.
When they arrived at a river, Ianna pointed down it and said, "Follow the river that way until you reach the ferry."
Elize ran in the direction Ianna pointed as quickly as she could.
Once Elize was out of sight, Ianna glanced around saying, "Dakanor, come out. I know you're here!"
Dakanor stepped out from behind a tree.
"This plan is unusually flimsy for you, Dakanor. Were you going to follow me to the Shire, so that you may find more hobbits to go after?" inquired Ianna.
Dakanor smiled, responding, "Why, of course not. I already know where the Shire is, but I had to keep track of Elize, in case the wargs failed, or succeeded too well."
"Wargs?" Ianna cried, "What do you speak of?"
"Oh, just some wargs I sent to destroy the Shire, after all, emotionally distraught hobbits are so much easier to manipulate. If the Shire is not destroyed, however, I would much rather know where a hobbit is that I know I can fool, and if no hobbits survive, I will have no one to manipulate. You best hurry, I can just see a wargs large fangs digging into Elize's belly right now!"
Ianna spread her wings and took off into the air, and Dakanor, smiling, followed.
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Excited to be so near to home, Elize ran off the ferry after paying, and ran down the road. Suddenly, after less than a mile, a warg jumped out from behind some trees. It turned towards her, growling and snapping, and a long line of spittle dripped down from its long, sharp fangs. She screamed and jumped back, and felt a strong arm lift her up as three more wargs walked out to join the first. Elize realized it was Aragorn holding her and closed her eyes as tightly as she could; she had no desire to see the battle. She did not even wish to hear the swinging of the sword as it cut into the warg's flesh, their howls of pain and growls of anger, or feel the movement of Aragorn shielding her body and keeping her from being injured. She wanted to be home, eating a good, plentiful meal or sleeping in a warm, soft bed.
Eventually the noises and motion stopped, and all she heard was Aragorn's heavy breathing and all she felt was his chest rising and falling with each breath.
"Are you all right?" she heard his deep voice ask.
"Yes," she mumbled.
As she felt him carrying her home, she fell asleep.
lotr-and-potc-rule-Really? When are you posting it?
Princess Consuella Banana-Awww, you know you liked it! Oh, and thanks for helping me with the canon.
Disclaimer: I am not Tolkien, Tolkien wrote Lord of the Rings, so thereforeI did not write Lord of the Rings.
Elize felt a soft hand upon her shoulder, and when she looked up she saw that it was a fairy. Not the one she knew, but a new one, nonetheless, she sat up and scrambled to get away.
"Why are you frightened?" the soft voice rang out.
"I'm not killing anybody, don't even try asking me. I won't!" cried the frightened hobbit.
"I wouldn't ask you to. For a creature such as yourself, whose nature is so against murder, to ask you to do such a thing would cause you so much turmoil that your mind would be on the brink of collapse. That was what Dakanor…the other fay, wanted, so that she could push her mind within your own and control you, as she could not do so to a mind that was not severely weakened. I gave you the dream, so that you would escape and understand why the deed could not be done," Ianna explained in a calm, even voice.
Elize asked, "Why…why do you care if she takes control of me?"
"For a fay it is illegal by rule of the Contial to have contact with any creature who has not seen a fairy without their approval upon penalty of death. They have sent me and I shall receive a reward upon bringing them her head."
"Oh…" Elize responded, as if she was hoping for some noble cause instead of the one she received, then a thought popped into her head, "Are you sure she understands the rule? She mentioned the Contial to me, and the rule, only she said she could not be seen by men! Oh, she must have misunderstood, can you not explain the rule and give her another chance?"
"She understands, trust me. If she did not, she could not have evaded the fairies working for the Contial for so long, she would have trusted us and would not know to hide. Even if she had not know that she was breaking our law, is it not wrong anyway to try to trick a child into becoming a murderer so that you may enslave them?"
"Oh, true…I guess you're right," said Elize, considering this, "Of course, I did not know how long she evaded you, but she did try to enslave me, and that I knew."
"Though I would never ask for you to have a part in killing, have you an idea of how to kill this wicked fay? For she can sense my presence, though other creatures she must see to know where they are, so I cannot sneak up on her. She does not like to fight, but she can disappear and transport to anywhere she has ever been in the blink of an eye. Though I could follow her, it would be impossible to keep her in one place long enough to kill her…" Ianna said, strongly at first but slowly fading into a mumble.
"A man named Aragorn could be used, for he is kind, caring and strong. As a man and a warrior, it would not go against his nature to kill an evil beast! Oh, wait…you said you could not make contact with one who has never seen one of your kind, but did you not say 'without their approval'? Could you not ask them for their approval, as this task is something they wished done?"
"Yes, that is what we shall do."
In an instant the world seemed to fade away, and in its place was a crystal hall that glittered and gleamed. At a table sat five fay, aged yet fair. When they spoke they spoke as one, for over time a mind connection between them had caused their thoughts to seep into the heads of the others, creating one creature, ancient and wise. They were the Contial.
"What have you come for?" they asked, "Why have you brought that creature?"
"Dakanor chose her as a victim, but failed. It is against her nature to kill, and we know that my power would most likely not be enough to defeat her, but there is a man who is a warrior. It would be in his nature to kill, and as a friend to this hobbit, he would want to stop any who wished to harm her. I have come to ask permission to use him in my plan, though he would most likely find out about our existence."
"No!" the Contial yelled, "You shall not bring in a creature such as that, these hobbits are bad enough, but at least they do not kill! A beast brought in for his ability to kill would be quite deadly, for we do not know if he would kill us when he was done with her. Another plan must be made."
"In the meantime, may I know the location of her home, so that she may return? Dakanor was offering to take her there, if she killed, so if we kept her where she wished to be, there would be nothing to bribe her with. I would sense if a fay came to her home, and be able to stop anything from happening. Would you tell me the location of her home?" Ianna requested.
"Where did she come from?" asked the Contial.
Elize responded, "The Shire!"
One of the Contial opened a book that Elize had not noticed before. It was an ancient book, with a brown cover and wrinkled yellowed pages, and it was filled with maps. Maps of lands mentioned many times in tales, maps of places no man nor hobbit has ever heard of, a map of the Shire, and a map that showed how to get there from Bree. No one knows how the fay came by such maps, but many things about them are mysteries, for few even know they exist.
Ianna knew how to get to Bree, for she had been there following Dakanor in the past. For a while, she and the Contial spoke about a route to the Shire that would allow them to avoid the eyes of all men. At first, Elize was trying to pay attention, but as the fay were speaking in their own tongue, she quickly got bored with it. Fortunately, the conversation did not take long, and, as fairies could appear anywhere they had been before, neither did the trip to Bree. In a blink of an eye, the beautiful crystal palace melted away to be replaced by the browns and grays of an alley in Bree.
"I shall take you to the ferry to the Shire. I am afraid to go with you all the way, for I might be seen, but I am sure you could find your way home from there," whispered Ianna.
"Yes, though I have never taken it, this is the first time I've left the Shire, it is not far from my home and I know where it is."
"Do you have coins for the ferry?"
Elize nodded, and they snuck forward, ducking and crawling through the shadows. Fortunately, it was not far to the ferry, and they had few instances where they were nearly caught.
When they arrived at a river, Ianna pointed down it and said, "Follow the river that way until you reach the ferry."
Elize ran in the direction Ianna pointed as quickly as she could.
Once Elize was out of sight, Ianna glanced around saying, "Dakanor, come out. I know you're here!"
Dakanor stepped out from behind a tree.
"This plan is unusually flimsy for you, Dakanor. Were you going to follow me to the Shire, so that you may find more hobbits to go after?" inquired Ianna.
Dakanor smiled, responding, "Why, of course not. I already know where the Shire is, but I had to keep track of Elize, in case the wargs failed, or succeeded too well."
"Wargs?" Ianna cried, "What do you speak of?"
"Oh, just some wargs I sent to destroy the Shire, after all, emotionally distraught hobbits are so much easier to manipulate. If the Shire is not destroyed, however, I would much rather know where a hobbit is that I know I can fool, and if no hobbits survive, I will have no one to manipulate. You best hurry, I can just see a wargs large fangs digging into Elize's belly right now!"
Ianna spread her wings and took off into the air, and Dakanor, smiling, followed.
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Excited to be so near to home, Elize ran off the ferry after paying, and ran down the road. Suddenly, after less than a mile, a warg jumped out from behind some trees. It turned towards her, growling and snapping, and a long line of spittle dripped down from its long, sharp fangs. She screamed and jumped back, and felt a strong arm lift her up as three more wargs walked out to join the first. Elize realized it was Aragorn holding her and closed her eyes as tightly as she could; she had no desire to see the battle. She did not even wish to hear the swinging of the sword as it cut into the warg's flesh, their howls of pain and growls of anger, or feel the movement of Aragorn shielding her body and keeping her from being injured. She wanted to be home, eating a good, plentiful meal or sleeping in a warm, soft bed.
Eventually the noises and motion stopped, and all she heard was Aragorn's heavy breathing and all she felt was his chest rising and falling with each breath.
"Are you all right?" she heard his deep voice ask.
"Yes," she mumbled.
As she felt him carrying her home, she fell asleep.