Journey to Mordor (By SUV)
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Chapter Thirty-two: Anduril
Aragorn was having a nightmare. He saw Arwen, his beloved Arwen. But she was not well at all. She had decided to stay in Middle-earth and she was dying. She had stayed because of him and because of that she was dying. And then she spoke, "I wish I could see them, one last time," as she closed her eyes and subcome to an eternal sleep. Aragorn then heard a noise that pulled him from his nightmare but it also caused him to draw his dagger.
Someone was in his tent. Aragorn turned around quickly and pointed his dagger at the invader. He then looked at the invader and saw a pair of frightened gray-blue eyes staring back at him. It was only Tess. She was in his tent.
"What is it?" Aragorn asked.
"Theoden wants to see you, ada. Is some thing wrong?"
"What?"
"Is some thing wrong? You look upset, ada."
"Oh, it's nothing."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," said Aragorn as he put his boots on and then left his tent, Tess following him. He walked from his tent to Theoden's tent.
As he entered Theoden's tent, Theoden said, "I'll leave you alone," as he left and as a stranger in a black cloak stood up and walked towards them.
"Bet they didn't drag them in," remarked Tess.
"Shh."
"So, who is that ada?" she asked as the figure removed his hood and revealed an Elf underneath it.
"That is Lord Elrond of the Last Homely House in Rivendell. He is Arwen's father. He even raised me when I was much younger."
"And why is he wearing a dress?"
"Because he's a pyscho. That and I think he's been in Gandalf's pot stash. Or he's just been around Gandalf too much."
"That explains so much."
"Aragorn, I have come on the behalf of one I love. Arwen is fading and her fate is now tied to that of the Ring. Well that and she sent me to deliver a shiny sword that she blackmailed me into re-forging."
"Anduril, Flame of the West, forged from the shards of Narsil, the sword of Elendil, the sword of the King?" questioned Tess.
"Who are you, boy?" asked Elrond, seeing Tess for the first time. "Why are you even here? And how on Middle-earth do you know so much?"
"This so-called 'boy' is my daughter, Tess. She knows much of our world that even Gandalf doesn't know."
"Your daughter?"
"Yes, Lord Elrond, this is Arwen and my child. I'm sure that Arwen has told you about her or you have foreseen it."
"Oh I foresaw it all right!" said Elrond, angered.
"And you tried to prevent nana knowing about it by sending her to the Undying Lands! You greedy dress wearer you!"
"How dare you accuse me of some thing?!"
"I just did."
"Well, you don't know what happened. Arwen had a vision on the road to the ship. She was going to pass into the Undying Lands because that's what Aragorn had told her to do, but she changed her mind."
"What? Ada, did you tell her to leave?"
"Elrond made me! I never wanted her to leave!"
"You need to start thinking about someone besides yourself, Elrond. You are too greedy and I know that you are stealing nana's dress and want her to stay with you so you can steal them!" said Tess as she turned to face Elrond.
"You are no child of Arwen Undomial! You are a stranger and I suggest that you leave this tent!" yelled Elrond.
"How do you know that she is not?" asked Aragorn.
"Arwen's child would have had an identifying mark, being the child of the Evenstar. Even you should know that, Aragorn."
"Is that supposed to be an insult?"
"Well, what do you think, Ranger?"
"Children! Behave!" yelled Tess, stepping between the two. "Now tell me more about the mark, before I kill you myself."
"The mark would be that of the Evenstar and it would only show up in Middle-earth."
"Like this?" asked Tess as she slid the left side of shirt off her shoulder and pointed to a mark on it.
"The Evenstar!" cried Aragorn.
"No!" cried Elrond. "It can't be! She can't be Arwen's daughter, she can't!"
"But she is. You yourself can see the mark. Are you such a doubter that you need more proof than that?"
"Then she must leave this war Aragorn and stay in Rivendell where she will be safe. You know that Sauron will hunt her if he finds out. You can not risk this Aragorn!"
"But I want to fight!" said Tess. "I don't want to hide! I've spent my whole life in hiding. I want to fight now!"
"But in Rivendell you would get to be with your nana, child. Don't you want to spend time with her? You've never met her…" taunted Elrond. If he could get the girl away from Aragorn then he could get rid of her.
"I do want to met nana but I want to stay with ada! I'd never met him before either and I don't want to leave him now!"
"Aragorn, it's your call as to what to do."
Aragorn looked at his daughter. Her hair was messy, she was dressed in Ranger clothes and she barely resembled a girl let alone the beauty that was Arwen Undomial. She was a Ranger's daughter if she was anything. She loved the wild and was a good fighter and she would find Rivendell confining. Aragorn himself had felt that way. Plus she would feel horrible if he died and she would think that if she had only been there that she could have saved him. But the war wasn't safe and if Sauron found out about her, she would be a target. She too could die and then Aragorn would feel horrible. But Aragorn knew in his heart what he had to do.
"She would be safer in Rivendell but heart would long to be in the war. She would hate Rivendell and I don't want that for her. If she wishes to fight, I will not stand in her way," said Aragorn with a smile.
"You doom her to death if she stays with you! Sauron will find her and kill her! You can not protect her from him!"
"Is that a threat?" teased Tess.
"You'd better believe it is."
"Well you know what, I don't like the way you are acting. So here's your punishment!" said Tess as she let a fist fly into Elrond's nose, breaking it.
"Owww! My nose! She broke my nose! Mommy!!!!"
"Such a big baby…"
"Tess, I think it would be best if you left now," whispered Aragorn into her ear.
"Yeah, probably would be," she replied and left the tent.
"Aragorn, I'm being to think that instead of another Evenstar, you and Arwen have a miniature of you, complete with the looks and actions of a Ranger. She has a temper. And a mouth as Theoden tells me."
"Did you come here to talk to me about my daughter or does your visit have a purpose?"
"Well, Arwen made me re-forge the sword for you and hear it is," said Elrond as with one hand, he took the sword out and handed it to Aragorn.
Aragorn took it. "So this is Anduril, Flame of the West. Sauron will have not forgotten the sword Narsil which took the Ring from his hand."
"Yes, he will not have."
"Tell Arwen that I thank her."
"Yeah I will, and by the way, you know that path into the mountain? Take that one to get to the battle. You need more men. You can find them there."
"Gee Elrond, thanks for the help."
"No problem seeing as the fate of us all rest on your shoulders. Do not fail us Aragorn."
"I do not want that responsibility. I do not want to be Isildur's heir and I do not want to be King of Gondor."
"You have given the flimsy world of Men some hope, Estel. Do not take it away so quickly unless you wish to kill them all."
"I don't wish for that to happen but I am tired of these battles. I wish to just be able to relax."
"Then let me help you with that!"
"No thanks Elrond, I do not wish to die. Not yet."
"Damn it!"
"So cheerfully aren't we?"
"No… What makes you think that?"
"Nothing, nothing at all," said Aragorn quickly backing out of the tent and then turning and running. Elrond was scaring him.
Author's Notes:
That turned out to be odd. Oh well! I guess it works! The next chapter will be "The Paths of the Dead"! Look for it tomorrow, Sunday, September 26th!
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A Darker Side of Light – Yep it does! And the answer to your question is yes! Once the battle of Pelennor Fields is over, everyone will see each other. Yep, I'm on a writing streak of long chapters!