Hey all! I hoped you liked my last chapter (I guess not because it didn't get that many reviews, oh well) so here is the next one, written partly by my friend, and Co-author, Bryce (Shadowenforcer). Hope you like!
Disclaimer: if I really owned Lord of the Rings, why would I be publishing my stuff on this site?(no offense)
Response to reviews: Thank you to the ONE POSITIVE REVIEW I GOT!!! And I don't appreciate those who were trying to pin me for being only a fan of the movie, I have read the books! And no, there was not a king after Isildur. All the kings fled to the north.
And a special thank you to Likeness!! Reviewers like you are the whole reason I write fanfiction.
Don't get me wrong, I can handle constructive critisism, but come on! It was my first fic EVER, I'm musta done SOMETHING good.
A/N: keep in mind, since Elrond is Meldince's father, that means Thranduil was his stepfather, and Legolas is his half brother.
Chapter 2: The Aussalt on Lothlorien
Neither Legolas nor Meldince could believe their eyes.
Meldince's first thought was Esmerena, his mother. Or was she his mother? Did she know that Thranduil was not his father? If so, why had she kept it from him?
So he rushed to his mother's quarters and brandished the will in front of her.
"Elrond? My father?!! Did you know of this?!" asked Meldince.
"Yes." said Esmerena "Elrond and I were young. It was shortly before the downfall of Sauron. Elrond had traveled to Mirkwood.
" We shared mutual love since the day we first met. But after the downfall of Sauron we knew he could not stay there. So he fled to Lothlorien and it is said that before he left he impregnated Cellebrian as well."
Meldince could not believe his ears.
Just then a servant came in.
"M'Lord" he said "Riders in the west."
And so Meldince went to greet the riders. There were 5 riders, all cloaked, Dunedain by the looks of them.
The front man spoke "Greetings Meldince, son of Thranduil."
Meldince recognized that voice "Who are you?" he asked.
The rider dismounted "Oh Meldince. Has it really been that long?"
Meldince examined this rider. A sturdy sword, he knew that sword, obviously elven. Could it be? He thought. The elf threw back his hood and revealed his short locks of silver hair, and Meldince smiled as he saw the glint in his deep blue eyes. He embraced this rider like a brother, and when he released he stood back and and admired him with a large smile on his face.
"Shadowblade, son of Aragorn." He said "It has been far too long ."
Yes, it was Shadowblade, the half-elf he had drawn swords with countless times. Meldince was not sure of his real name, but he was called Shadowblade, for his sword was so sharp it was said to cut even through bare shadow.
"Indeed." said Shadowblade. "But we have not the time to reminise. I ride from Lothlorien. I rested there on my journeys and it has been ambushed by horselords of Rohan. They call for aid, where is Thranduil?"
"Thranduil passed away not but a few days ago." Meldince said Quietly. "You mast speak with master Legolas."
Shadowblade passed by and put a hand on Meldince's shoulder "The worlds will know of your father's great deeds. Thranduil, the great king of mirkwood."
Legolas was informed and the army of mirkwood marched to Lothlorien.
"Kill them all!" cried Shadowblade and his fellow Dunedain as they ambushed Rohan forces "Show them no mercy for they shall show you none!" cried Shadowblade over the death and carnage.
"Meldince!" he cried "Look out!" As a horse lord charged Meldince.
Voom! Zip! 2 arrows hit the rider and he dropped dead "Thanks Shadowblade." Meldince said gratefully.
"Not my arrows!" he replied, confused.
"Nor mine." said Legolas, and then he gasped "Look! Reinforcements! From the havens!"
And at the lead was a great kingly looking man, but yet not a king. Aragorn, son of Arathorn.
"You're late son." cried the ranger "And you look terrible."
"Well." replied Shadowblade "You fight through an ambush and then we'll judge looks. But for now we must fight together, sword to sword, father to son."
"Shadowblade! Come on!" called Meldince as fired two arrows at the rider.
"I owe you many thanks, Meldince, son of Thranduil." said Shadowblade sternly as he hacked away at enemy troops.
"Meldince, Legolas." Shadowblade addressed them "I'm going to make sure Galadriel and Celleborn are alright." he yelled over the carnage.
"We will come with you!" they replied.
And so they did.
"Come in." said Galadriel.
"M'lady." Shadowblade greeted her "I bring Meldince and Legolas of the woodland realm." he bowed "Where is Cellebrian?"
"Yes, where is the lady?" wondered Meldince and Legolas.
"She is with your mother, Shadowblade." said Galadriel.
Shadowblade's eyes widened "ARWEN IS HERE?!!" he, Meldince and Legolas said Similtaneously.
"Yes, she is here, and wishes to talk with you Shadowblade." she said.
"Shadowblade!" Arwen rushed to hug her son "I'm so glad you're okay!"
"Mother I'm fine." he said "But how did you get here?"
"Your father brought me, so I decided to stay here with Galadriel and Celleborn." She explained.
"Good." said Meldince "Because I have something to tell you."
Shadowblade looked curious "What?"
Arwen looked into Meldince's eyes "I already know."
"Know what?" Inquired Shadowblade.
"How?" wondered Meldince
"Galadriel." Explained Arwen.
Meldince shook his head "I should've known."
"WOULD SOMEBODY PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT'S GOING ON???!!!!!!" Shadowblade was quite irritated.
"Elrond is my father." Explained Meldince.
The room was silent as the grave of Thranduil himself. Shadowblade's jaw dropped. "That makes you....my uncle!"
"And my half brother." said Legolas and Arwen.
"And my brother-in-law." said Aragorn.
"How strange." they all agreed.
"Well, moving on....." said Shadowblade.
A servant rushed in "Lady Galadriel! The men are retreating!"
"Gather all survivors and have them assemble here." she Commanded
Meldince slammed his fist on the table "We cannot stand for this treachory! We cannot forgive them for this madness! Attacking Lorien and the lady of the wood, she has done nothing to them! She did not even take part in the last alliance battles!"
"No." commented Shadowblade "But Elrond did. They came looking for him, thinking he was here due to recent information. But you are right Meldince. We cannot stand for this. We must assemble a task force to put an end to this madness now. Me and my fellow Dunedain will take the remaining elves to the lonely mountain.
"Though smaug lives there" he continued "He hates the dwarves, not the elves or men."
"WHAT?" exclaimed Celleborn "You cannot take them there! The dragon would give us too much trouble."
Aragorn stepped in "No. I think that it is a good idea. Get men and elves together, show everyone that the two races can work together."
Disclaimer: if I really owned Lord of the Rings, why would I be publishing my stuff on this site?(no offense)
Response to reviews: Thank you to the ONE POSITIVE REVIEW I GOT!!! And I don't appreciate those who were trying to pin me for being only a fan of the movie, I have read the books! And no, there was not a king after Isildur. All the kings fled to the north.
And a special thank you to Likeness!! Reviewers like you are the whole reason I write fanfiction.
Don't get me wrong, I can handle constructive critisism, but come on! It was my first fic EVER, I'm musta done SOMETHING good.
A/N: keep in mind, since Elrond is Meldince's father, that means Thranduil was his stepfather, and Legolas is his half brother.
Chapter 2: The Aussalt on Lothlorien
Neither Legolas nor Meldince could believe their eyes.
Meldince's first thought was Esmerena, his mother. Or was she his mother? Did she know that Thranduil was not his father? If so, why had she kept it from him?
So he rushed to his mother's quarters and brandished the will in front of her.
"Elrond? My father?!! Did you know of this?!" asked Meldince.
"Yes." said Esmerena "Elrond and I were young. It was shortly before the downfall of Sauron. Elrond had traveled to Mirkwood.
" We shared mutual love since the day we first met. But after the downfall of Sauron we knew he could not stay there. So he fled to Lothlorien and it is said that before he left he impregnated Cellebrian as well."
Meldince could not believe his ears.
Just then a servant came in.
"M'Lord" he said "Riders in the west."
And so Meldince went to greet the riders. There were 5 riders, all cloaked, Dunedain by the looks of them.
The front man spoke "Greetings Meldince, son of Thranduil."
Meldince recognized that voice "Who are you?" he asked.
The rider dismounted "Oh Meldince. Has it really been that long?"
Meldince examined this rider. A sturdy sword, he knew that sword, obviously elven. Could it be? He thought. The elf threw back his hood and revealed his short locks of silver hair, and Meldince smiled as he saw the glint in his deep blue eyes. He embraced this rider like a brother, and when he released he stood back and and admired him with a large smile on his face.
"Shadowblade, son of Aragorn." He said "It has been far too long ."
Yes, it was Shadowblade, the half-elf he had drawn swords with countless times. Meldince was not sure of his real name, but he was called Shadowblade, for his sword was so sharp it was said to cut even through bare shadow.
"Indeed." said Shadowblade. "But we have not the time to reminise. I ride from Lothlorien. I rested there on my journeys and it has been ambushed by horselords of Rohan. They call for aid, where is Thranduil?"
"Thranduil passed away not but a few days ago." Meldince said Quietly. "You mast speak with master Legolas."
Shadowblade passed by and put a hand on Meldince's shoulder "The worlds will know of your father's great deeds. Thranduil, the great king of mirkwood."
Legolas was informed and the army of mirkwood marched to Lothlorien.
"Kill them all!" cried Shadowblade and his fellow Dunedain as they ambushed Rohan forces "Show them no mercy for they shall show you none!" cried Shadowblade over the death and carnage.
"Meldince!" he cried "Look out!" As a horse lord charged Meldince.
Voom! Zip! 2 arrows hit the rider and he dropped dead "Thanks Shadowblade." Meldince said gratefully.
"Not my arrows!" he replied, confused.
"Nor mine." said Legolas, and then he gasped "Look! Reinforcements! From the havens!"
And at the lead was a great kingly looking man, but yet not a king. Aragorn, son of Arathorn.
"You're late son." cried the ranger "And you look terrible."
"Well." replied Shadowblade "You fight through an ambush and then we'll judge looks. But for now we must fight together, sword to sword, father to son."
"Shadowblade! Come on!" called Meldince as fired two arrows at the rider.
"I owe you many thanks, Meldince, son of Thranduil." said Shadowblade sternly as he hacked away at enemy troops.
"Meldince, Legolas." Shadowblade addressed them "I'm going to make sure Galadriel and Celleborn are alright." he yelled over the carnage.
"We will come with you!" they replied.
And so they did.
"Come in." said Galadriel.
"M'lady." Shadowblade greeted her "I bring Meldince and Legolas of the woodland realm." he bowed "Where is Cellebrian?"
"Yes, where is the lady?" wondered Meldince and Legolas.
"She is with your mother, Shadowblade." said Galadriel.
Shadowblade's eyes widened "ARWEN IS HERE?!!" he, Meldince and Legolas said Similtaneously.
"Yes, she is here, and wishes to talk with you Shadowblade." she said.
"Shadowblade!" Arwen rushed to hug her son "I'm so glad you're okay!"
"Mother I'm fine." he said "But how did you get here?"
"Your father brought me, so I decided to stay here with Galadriel and Celleborn." She explained.
"Good." said Meldince "Because I have something to tell you."
Shadowblade looked curious "What?"
Arwen looked into Meldince's eyes "I already know."
"Know what?" Inquired Shadowblade.
"How?" wondered Meldince
"Galadriel." Explained Arwen.
Meldince shook his head "I should've known."
"WOULD SOMEBODY PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT'S GOING ON???!!!!!!" Shadowblade was quite irritated.
"Elrond is my father." Explained Meldince.
The room was silent as the grave of Thranduil himself. Shadowblade's jaw dropped. "That makes you....my uncle!"
"And my half brother." said Legolas and Arwen.
"And my brother-in-law." said Aragorn.
"How strange." they all agreed.
"Well, moving on....." said Shadowblade.
A servant rushed in "Lady Galadriel! The men are retreating!"
"Gather all survivors and have them assemble here." she Commanded
Meldince slammed his fist on the table "We cannot stand for this treachory! We cannot forgive them for this madness! Attacking Lorien and the lady of the wood, she has done nothing to them! She did not even take part in the last alliance battles!"
"No." commented Shadowblade "But Elrond did. They came looking for him, thinking he was here due to recent information. But you are right Meldince. We cannot stand for this. We must assemble a task force to put an end to this madness now. Me and my fellow Dunedain will take the remaining elves to the lonely mountain.
"Though smaug lives there" he continued "He hates the dwarves, not the elves or men."
"WHAT?" exclaimed Celleborn "You cannot take them there! The dragon would give us too much trouble."
Aragorn stepped in "No. I think that it is a good idea. Get men and elves together, show everyone that the two races can work together."