I own none of JRR Tolkien's wonderful characters, and I'm not receiving any
money for this whatsoever. I do, however, own Isa.
Hello. If you're reading this, then you've obviously stumbled onto my little fic. Before you read it I must warn you in advance: I haven't read all of the LotR (yet). I'm basing this story on the movie and what I've read in "The Hobbit" and the beginning of "Fellowship of the Ring" (So, please, no flames). With that said (you have been warned) I hope you enjoy my fic.
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Many, many years ago
The water gently splashed along the banks as it wound itself through Rivendell. The two young girls splashed in the water, enjoying the sunshine and fresh air.
"Arwen" the first one called. She was around nine years old, with thick dark gold hair that ran down her back, braided, and ended at her belt, "Arwen! Come look at this!" The other girl, Arwen, was 10 (well, she looked it) and had equally thick hair, dark brown, that was pulled back.
"What is it, Isa?" the young elf asked, coming to stand next to her friend.
"This stone looks like the moon" the younger said, holding the stone in her palm. The stone was ruby red and looked like the waning moon.
"It does. I'd keep it, if I were you. It'll bring you good luck" Arwen offered this bit of advice. Isa pocketed the stone. She glanced towards the trees and stared at the sun. It was overhead and a little to the right (meaning it was almost 2:00 in the afternoon). Both girls noticed this and went back into the heart of Rivendell.
Arwen went back to her home where she was learning the fair elven magic. Isa went to her home where she was living with her mother. Isa was half elf, and half human, and she had never known her father, for he had died a long time ago, but she had a happy life none the less. She learned some magic, though never as much as Arwen would. She was also trained in combat, something usually reserved for the boys at her age. She was quite proficient with a sword, and even better with a knife. She also learned about herbs and other natural things that grew around Rivendell.
It had been many years since Isildur had destroyed Sauron, and the people of middle earth had finally begun to feel peace again. It was a good time to grow up, and Isa and Arwen were happy.
Isa was shook roughly awake by Arwen the next morning, who was impatient to go exploring. Rivendell had much to offer two adventurous children such as these.
"Why are you rushing me?" Isa asked in elvish, her native tongue.
"We only have a few hours before King Thranduil's son Legolas comes."
"Where does Thranduil rule?" Isa began getting dressed
"Somewhere in Mirkwood" Arwen answered
"Why does it concern us?" Isa asked, pulling on her boots.
"My father wants us to show him around" Arwen pouted slightly.
"I see your point" Isa commented while braiding her hair. Soon they were off, and they disappeared into the woods. They found plenty of things to do and soon the few hours they had were gone. They heard the sound of the horn announcing the arrival of the party. They had a half an hour before the party would actually be there, so they scrambled up the banks of the river and went to their rooms to change. They needed to look at least halfway decent. Isa emerged first, wearing a dress of soft blue. Her hair was braided, as usual, but with a blue ribbon to match her dress. Arwen wore dark green, a color that suited her, and had her hair braided as well. The party arrived just as they finished, so they dashed down the stairs to stand next to Elrond. He gave them a stern look to let them know they were late, by the smiled at his daughter and her friend. The party entered the gates and came to a halt. Legolas was traveling with the King's brother, come to talk of important things. Legolas emerged from the carriage and blinked slightly at the sunlight. It was a long trip from Mirkwood to Rivendell, especially by carriage with an entourage. The young elf stood by his uncle's side mutely, waiting to be called on. They exchanged pleasantries, always a boring affair, and Legolas wanted to get away.
"This is my nephew, Legolas." Came Legolas's cue. He stepped forward and bowed slightly.
"This is my daughter, Arwen, and her friend Isa" Elrond pronounced, and the two stepped forward and curtsied.
"Please, follow me" Elrond said and the two men went into the library to talk, the children forgotten. Legolas looked a little embarrassed, but that never stopped him.
"As you know, I'm Legolas, but who's who?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm Isa" Isa said.
"And I'm Arwen. Why did you come?" Arwen asked, not realizing how she sounded. Isa stared pointedly at Arwen, who shrugged.
"What my friend means is, why did you uncle bring you with him on a council meeting?" Legolas smiled.
"I have no clue, but it's nice to see another place besides Mirkwood." He looked around at the grand city.
"Is there anything to do around here?" Arwen surveyed the clothes everyone was wearing. They were all impractical and formal.
"If you have anything else to wear there's plenty to do." She responded. Legolas looked at what he was wearing.
"Pont taken" he smiled.
"You can change in one of the guest rooms" Arwen nodded towards the hallway where the rooms were. Legolas nodded and went to the coach. He pulled out a package and walked back over to the waiting females. Arwen led the way to a small room.
"Meet us in back in the main hall when you're done" Arwen smiled. The two girls left and changed into what they had been wearing earlier. They were back within five minutes, where Legolas was already waiting.
"What do we do now?" He asked
"Well, we can go to the river and see the animals" Isa thought out loud.
"Do you have any horses?" Legolas asked.
"The only way to get them is to go riding with one of the elders." Arwen pointed out, the ever practical one.
"What if they don't know they're gone?" he smiled an innocent smile, but his eyes betrayed him.
"We'd get in trouble if we got caught." Isa pointed out.
"What would they do to you?" he asked. Isa and Arwen thought for a second. They had never deliberately disobeyed their elders before, so they had never been punished. They shrugged their shoulders. The previous years had been wrought with wars and the threat of Sauron, and the girls had always been kept on a close leash.
"Then lets find out" Legolas laughed. Soon the three were sneaking up to the stables. They grabbed the supplies from the tack room that they needed. Isa shimmed under the wooden fence, Arwen and Legolas close behind.
They had found three suitable horses when a voice stopped them. "And what do you think you're doing?" The three turned around and tried to hide their guilty faces.
"Nothing" the three chorused. The stable master, Thurisaz, laughed.
"You can take them, as long as you have them back before the adults are done talking." He winked at them. Arwen hugged the older elf.
"Thank you!" the three chorused. They saddled the steeds up and were out of the paddock in no time. They went to the outer limits of Rivendell and back again, mesmerized by the beauty of the forest. Isa and Arwen weren't allowed to go farther than walking distance unaccompanied, and seeing all the new things was intoxicating to them. Legolas was happy to see a new land, different from what he had always known. The trio lost track of the time, and soon they realized they were late. They spurred their horses on, leaping over bushes and branches. They reached the stables and heard the voices of the adults.
"Thurisaz, have you seen Arwen, Isa, and Legolas?"
"Yes, I have. They've been here, helping." He said. The three kids jumped off their horses and started to unsaddle them. Elrond and Legolas's uncle came around to the tack room.
"There you are" Elrond said, observing the scene.
"Have you two been riding?"
"No. We volunteered to help Thurisaz unsaddle and brush down these horses. Some of the older kids had gone riding earlier." Arwen lied perfectly. Even Legolas was impressed.
"How thoughtful" Legolas's uncle murmured, not believing it for an instance.
"Well, Legolas, its time to go. We need to make it back by nightfall" Legolas nodded and put down the brush he had picked up. Before we was out the door, though, he flashed a smile at the two girls. They tried to keep in their laughter. Elrond looked at them with a raised eyebrow, but said nothing.
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Okay, what do you think? I tried to keep to the story as much as possible (like, Legolas is the son of King Thranduil of Mirkwood) but I took some liberties (it doesn't say when Legolas was born, and Arwen was born in 241, 239 years after the death of Isildur and fall of Sauron). Anyway, I hope you liked it (please, no flames)
Hello. If you're reading this, then you've obviously stumbled onto my little fic. Before you read it I must warn you in advance: I haven't read all of the LotR (yet). I'm basing this story on the movie and what I've read in "The Hobbit" and the beginning of "Fellowship of the Ring" (So, please, no flames). With that said (you have been warned) I hope you enjoy my fic.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Many, many years ago
The water gently splashed along the banks as it wound itself through Rivendell. The two young girls splashed in the water, enjoying the sunshine and fresh air.
"Arwen" the first one called. She was around nine years old, with thick dark gold hair that ran down her back, braided, and ended at her belt, "Arwen! Come look at this!" The other girl, Arwen, was 10 (well, she looked it) and had equally thick hair, dark brown, that was pulled back.
"What is it, Isa?" the young elf asked, coming to stand next to her friend.
"This stone looks like the moon" the younger said, holding the stone in her palm. The stone was ruby red and looked like the waning moon.
"It does. I'd keep it, if I were you. It'll bring you good luck" Arwen offered this bit of advice. Isa pocketed the stone. She glanced towards the trees and stared at the sun. It was overhead and a little to the right (meaning it was almost 2:00 in the afternoon). Both girls noticed this and went back into the heart of Rivendell.
Arwen went back to her home where she was learning the fair elven magic. Isa went to her home where she was living with her mother. Isa was half elf, and half human, and she had never known her father, for he had died a long time ago, but she had a happy life none the less. She learned some magic, though never as much as Arwen would. She was also trained in combat, something usually reserved for the boys at her age. She was quite proficient with a sword, and even better with a knife. She also learned about herbs and other natural things that grew around Rivendell.
It had been many years since Isildur had destroyed Sauron, and the people of middle earth had finally begun to feel peace again. It was a good time to grow up, and Isa and Arwen were happy.
Isa was shook roughly awake by Arwen the next morning, who was impatient to go exploring. Rivendell had much to offer two adventurous children such as these.
"Why are you rushing me?" Isa asked in elvish, her native tongue.
"We only have a few hours before King Thranduil's son Legolas comes."
"Where does Thranduil rule?" Isa began getting dressed
"Somewhere in Mirkwood" Arwen answered
"Why does it concern us?" Isa asked, pulling on her boots.
"My father wants us to show him around" Arwen pouted slightly.
"I see your point" Isa commented while braiding her hair. Soon they were off, and they disappeared into the woods. They found plenty of things to do and soon the few hours they had were gone. They heard the sound of the horn announcing the arrival of the party. They had a half an hour before the party would actually be there, so they scrambled up the banks of the river and went to their rooms to change. They needed to look at least halfway decent. Isa emerged first, wearing a dress of soft blue. Her hair was braided, as usual, but with a blue ribbon to match her dress. Arwen wore dark green, a color that suited her, and had her hair braided as well. The party arrived just as they finished, so they dashed down the stairs to stand next to Elrond. He gave them a stern look to let them know they were late, by the smiled at his daughter and her friend. The party entered the gates and came to a halt. Legolas was traveling with the King's brother, come to talk of important things. Legolas emerged from the carriage and blinked slightly at the sunlight. It was a long trip from Mirkwood to Rivendell, especially by carriage with an entourage. The young elf stood by his uncle's side mutely, waiting to be called on. They exchanged pleasantries, always a boring affair, and Legolas wanted to get away.
"This is my nephew, Legolas." Came Legolas's cue. He stepped forward and bowed slightly.
"This is my daughter, Arwen, and her friend Isa" Elrond pronounced, and the two stepped forward and curtsied.
"Please, follow me" Elrond said and the two men went into the library to talk, the children forgotten. Legolas looked a little embarrassed, but that never stopped him.
"As you know, I'm Legolas, but who's who?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm Isa" Isa said.
"And I'm Arwen. Why did you come?" Arwen asked, not realizing how she sounded. Isa stared pointedly at Arwen, who shrugged.
"What my friend means is, why did you uncle bring you with him on a council meeting?" Legolas smiled.
"I have no clue, but it's nice to see another place besides Mirkwood." He looked around at the grand city.
"Is there anything to do around here?" Arwen surveyed the clothes everyone was wearing. They were all impractical and formal.
"If you have anything else to wear there's plenty to do." She responded. Legolas looked at what he was wearing.
"Pont taken" he smiled.
"You can change in one of the guest rooms" Arwen nodded towards the hallway where the rooms were. Legolas nodded and went to the coach. He pulled out a package and walked back over to the waiting females. Arwen led the way to a small room.
"Meet us in back in the main hall when you're done" Arwen smiled. The two girls left and changed into what they had been wearing earlier. They were back within five minutes, where Legolas was already waiting.
"What do we do now?" He asked
"Well, we can go to the river and see the animals" Isa thought out loud.
"Do you have any horses?" Legolas asked.
"The only way to get them is to go riding with one of the elders." Arwen pointed out, the ever practical one.
"What if they don't know they're gone?" he smiled an innocent smile, but his eyes betrayed him.
"We'd get in trouble if we got caught." Isa pointed out.
"What would they do to you?" he asked. Isa and Arwen thought for a second. They had never deliberately disobeyed their elders before, so they had never been punished. They shrugged their shoulders. The previous years had been wrought with wars and the threat of Sauron, and the girls had always been kept on a close leash.
"Then lets find out" Legolas laughed. Soon the three were sneaking up to the stables. They grabbed the supplies from the tack room that they needed. Isa shimmed under the wooden fence, Arwen and Legolas close behind.
They had found three suitable horses when a voice stopped them. "And what do you think you're doing?" The three turned around and tried to hide their guilty faces.
"Nothing" the three chorused. The stable master, Thurisaz, laughed.
"You can take them, as long as you have them back before the adults are done talking." He winked at them. Arwen hugged the older elf.
"Thank you!" the three chorused. They saddled the steeds up and were out of the paddock in no time. They went to the outer limits of Rivendell and back again, mesmerized by the beauty of the forest. Isa and Arwen weren't allowed to go farther than walking distance unaccompanied, and seeing all the new things was intoxicating to them. Legolas was happy to see a new land, different from what he had always known. The trio lost track of the time, and soon they realized they were late. They spurred their horses on, leaping over bushes and branches. They reached the stables and heard the voices of the adults.
"Thurisaz, have you seen Arwen, Isa, and Legolas?"
"Yes, I have. They've been here, helping." He said. The three kids jumped off their horses and started to unsaddle them. Elrond and Legolas's uncle came around to the tack room.
"There you are" Elrond said, observing the scene.
"Have you two been riding?"
"No. We volunteered to help Thurisaz unsaddle and brush down these horses. Some of the older kids had gone riding earlier." Arwen lied perfectly. Even Legolas was impressed.
"How thoughtful" Legolas's uncle murmured, not believing it for an instance.
"Well, Legolas, its time to go. We need to make it back by nightfall" Legolas nodded and put down the brush he had picked up. Before we was out the door, though, he flashed a smile at the two girls. They tried to keep in their laughter. Elrond looked at them with a raised eyebrow, but said nothing.
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Okay, what do you think? I tried to keep to the story as much as possible (like, Legolas is the son of King Thranduil of Mirkwood) but I took some liberties (it doesn't say when Legolas was born, and Arwen was born in 241, 239 years after the death of Isildur and fall of Sauron). Anyway, I hope you liked it (please, no flames)
