Losing A Knut and Finding A Galleon
Chapter 5-The Realization of His Role
An old man lay on the ground of a brightly lit forest, contemplating his role. On searching the tower of Isenguard, he had found a scroll. A scroll, which had no meaning, yet mattered so much that he, Gandalf the White, must realize it's meaning.
What can The King of white, lord of power, will come and free the unwelcome mean? What power can have a lord, for it is our lord, and we are mere vessels, not rulers. Even I know that. The White robed man continued to search his mind, for anything that may give him a clue. Elves. Legolas. The White Wizard rose, and summoned his staff knowing there would be hell to pay with the New Council of the Itsari, as they begrudged anyone of needless magic, in order to stop the Saruman Syndrome, which starts with reckless magic and ends with near-invincible warriors trying to destroy the Earth. Regardless, Gandalf closed his eyes, concentrated, and summoning all his will, vanished in a mass display of light.
The Prince of the Elfen society of New Mirkwood (Greenwood) rode with his white clad friend on a beautiful chestnut-brown steed, which the elf considered to be 'one of Royal Blood, as far as horses have Royal Families', and it's name Princess Sterné heiress to the throne of Riddan, the horse Legolas rode into battle with in the Battle of Middle Earth.
"So, what brings the most powerful old man in this world to a humble Elf Abode?"
"Humble Indeed! This Elf Abode of yours is grander than the splendour of The Shire and The glory of Isenguard combined!"
"So be it, so what does bring you here?"
"I was wondering if you could give me some insight to this scroll? It seems like a prophesy to me" Legolas saw the words, and considered for a moment.
"We have the largest ever history collection in the world, but little knowledge of a 'King of White, and a Lord of Power'"
"But you have some?"
"Maybe, but it will be of no use to you, for this "prophesy" of yours has already come to pass,"
"That is not possible. Every prophesy in Isenguard that has been recorded is set to burn itself once it has come to pass"
The Elf gave a wry smile. "Well, spell or no spell, White One, this has already come to pass, and I know the events of it doing so," Legolas paused, and began to tell the tale: "Gandalf, you know of Isildur, but few know about his brother, Ithildur. In the days of the Second Age, the father of Isildur was a wizard. He renounced his heritage, but a wizard nonetheless. One day, he told his two sons of his true position in the world, and gave them a choice, to be a Prince of Gondor or a wizard, Isildur chose the Mortal Path and Ithildur the path of the Wizard, to great peril of the World. Ithildur broke the code and began to build an empire, taking Greenwood first, then Rivendell, and slowly he began to devour Middle Earth. At first he brought peace and prosperity to the rivalling realms of the East and the West, then without explanation, he turned evil, disguising himself as the demon Sauron, taking over his own Empire with armies of despicable things, now known as orcs and goblins and even worse, almost completely invincible. Then, just as he was to take his throne, beings from the sky swooped down and removed some evil from him. He was said to cry in shame for hours, and the things said
"You have betrayed your mission, you were the herald, not the King" and Ithildur died, but what made him the Lord of Power is no wizard, man, elf, or dwarf could stop him, the Evil became Sauron." Legolas had not looked at his friend during the tale, but when he turned around, he only saw a tree.
A/N: One person asked how I was going to weave the LOTR gang into it, there you go! Appreciate all the nice reviews