Light For All To See
by Empress Blade
PART 1
I am called Iluvatar to those on Middle-earth whilst to the Ainur and the Vala, I am Eru. Yet those names almost mean the same, Eru is closer to my real name. My real name is Erril, the One Brilliance. I wasn't always the 'one'. Long before my gifts and creation came to be, I had been a husband and father. We were not really 'alive' in a sense of the word. We were life itself. We were the three fates, the three who had been, are and will be. When I say we, I mean my wife Nommansil and my daughter Nimithil. We were purity, innocence, wisdom and love. Together we made a whole.
Though we lived in peace and light, it felt as if our ways would be soon challenged. I noticed that Nimithil would look in the distance and see something unseen. Nommansil and I pondered what was happening to our only child. From out of our light came a darkness whom we called Ancaarmanth, the Jaws of Doom. And rightly we named him for he stole steathily and swallowed our dear little child. We grieved and our light began to dim. With each passing thought, Nommansil seemed to grow darker and darker. No matter how much I tried to keep her alive. Before I knew it, she had disappeared into Ancaaramanth's greedy jaws. My own light seemed to dim as will and hoping against hope that I'd see my love's again, I made it so. Yet in the midst of my thoughts a voice began to call out.
"Erril, my love, be not afraid. Tis I, Nommansil. Be not afraid dear love for Nimithil will come soon. Be not grow hopeless for she will save thee and all you hold dear. For she is the ulitmate powers against darkness. Soon, she will walk among your creations that you hath made from thy loneliness and soon you will see her power of good. Alas I will only return in a form of a single tear and soon we will be. I love thee."
I felt a grain of light grow within me. Soon my loved ones will be with me. Soon! I did not know what was to happen and I kept my secret hopes inside of me. Ancaarmanth would not devour me for I have to much to hold dear. In my thoughts I vanished and unknowingly Ancaarmanth followed. I began to wish for Nommansil again and in my despair I began to create a song of beauty and purity. From my song came beings whom I called the Ainur. The ainur came to pass and then time began when I saw a formation of 'land'. I was well pleased and listened to all their harmonies. Alas Ancaarmanth grew in jealousy and rage. Thus he planted a seed. Just one seed that dirupted and tainted my creation for eternity.
The seed he planted was hate and anger. He planted it the Ainur Melkor and my heart grew dim. But through the ages and time whence began, the seed seemed to be held off. I smiled when the Vala came to life and watched over the making of Arda. In the song that I had created, I made beings whom I called Elves and Men. Though Ancaaramanth mocked me as I created, I paid no heed. For soon I will be with my loves again. Thus it came to pass in the Third Age of my creation, a ray of light unexpectedly dropped upon my creation. And that ray of light went un-noticed to me until the end of Melkor's second and my happiness became brighter than any that Ancaarmanth could ever taint.
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
* * * * * * *
Serena Taylor stared out her bedroom window as she brushed her long golden hair. She sighed as she looked at the pale yellow moon. 'Why do you hide all your secrets from me?' she thought sadly and felt a tear roll down her cheek. Serena stopped brushing for she thought she heard someone singing.
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
Serena frowned. 'Who's singing that?' she thought and when her cat (Luna), prowled in she was staring without seeing. The talking cat looked at the young girl whom defeated Sailor Galaxia and Chaos before shaking her head. 'What a ditzy girl. I wonder what will become of the world? Serena seems to be a little immature still but how we all love her.' The cat slowly and steadily came towards the young girl. Suddenly Luna noticed that her mistress had been crying for a single tear had rolled down her cheek.
"Serena?" the cat meowed. The girl did not hear her for she heard more singing.
In the hands of the Moon's heir
Will the Princess be drawn to the Shire
In a star so far away she is peace itself
Dark are the troubles of Middle-earth
But in the hands of Serenity
Will the nine continue ever on
Towards peril unknown light be shone
For Love itself is the heir
Who will be drawn to the Shire
And defeat Chaos and his malice
Thus princess will marry the Elven Prince
Doth her presence be gone evermore
"What's going on? Who is singing?" she whispered out loud. Luna frowned.
"Serena, what are you talking about?" the small black cat jumped nimbly on her mistress' lap.
Serena felt the cat and began stroking her pet yet her eyes looked up at the moon. Then Luna saw a mysterious happening and almost leaped out from her place in her lap.
The silver moon crystal in which was the heirloom for all the guardians of the moon had rose from it's place from Serena's neck. The young girl had kept it so that her transformation locket was like a necklace at all times yet Luna felt that something was going to be happen.
"Luna." came a soft whisper in the cat's head. "Be not afraid for our little princess. For she was not meant to be part of this world as a human or lunarian. She was meant as an enity that will allow love to continue ever on. But alas, she may be gone forever. Gone into the arms of a man, who will give her what Prince Endyimon cannot. Luna, protect her in the face of evil!"
In what seemed like an eternity, Luna awoke from her trance. 'Gone forever?' thought the distressed cat.
She awoke and found herself in a homey kind of room. Not Serena's old room, oh no, but in a different kind of room.
"Serena! Come back here little one!" Luna's ears twitched, somehow, she felt like she recognized that voice from some place faraway. A little girl with silver and gold hair came running into the room. Her face was glowing with happiness and a certain radiance was around her.
"Wuna! Wuna, dare you ahr!" spoke the little girl sweetly picking up the cat. Luna was too dazed to do anything. "Unco Fwodo! Unco Sam! I'm wight ere!" Then the cat squealed when she saw two small men run into the room. They had hairy feet and sweaty faces. They were also puffing out loud.
"Serena, put the darned cat down!" said a man with ruddy-brown hair and tired looking eyes.
"Sowee Unco Sam! Sowee Unco Fwodo! But I wahnt Unco Pippin ahnd Unco Mewee to shee Wuna." the small 4-year-old looked imploringly at her 'Uncles'.
"Oh alright dear one. Come along." said the other man. He had dark brown-hair and deep blue eyes. Luna seemed dazed at what was happening but then she remembered.
"She may be gone forever-protect her in the face of evil!"
* * * * * * * * * * *
Ten years ago, five years after Bilbo Baggins' unique disapearance from the Shire, Frodo Baggins and Sam Gamgee were in Bag End enjoying a nice meal when a they saw a flash of light outside the door. The two Hobbits mistook it for lightning for it had been rather stormy outside that night. But it was a night that would change the course of the two Hobbits if they had known it.
A knocking came upon the door of Bag End growing in power as if it would knock the door thus down. Frodo rushed to get the door in fear that the neighbouring Hobbits had heard. When he opened the door, no one was there. Or so he thought. Sam came running behind him.
"Master Frodo, what has happened?" the distressed Hobbit asked. Frodo would've closed the door when he noticed a basket at the doorstep.
"What is this?" he asked himself as he knelt infront of the basket. Then a small squeal was heard from inside the basket. The two Hobbits jumped before gently grabbing each end of the basket in each hand. Both Hobbits looked in the basket to find a cat and a small girl! Frodo took out the little girl gently to see if she was wet from the rain. The cat was still asleep and did not wake when Sam put the dear thing by the fireplace. As Frodo rocked the little girl, he noticed that inside the basket was a book. A thick and leather covered book that seemed to hold a magical aura around it.
"Master Frodo, what sort of sorcery is this?" asked Sam quite curiously.
"I do not know Sam but there's a book inside the basket. Can you please get it out and spread it on the table?" asked Frodo as he took a seat at the table. He gingerly held the little girl as if she were more precious than anything. The little girl seemed no less than three and seemed healthy. Sam took out the book from the basket and opened it to the front page for his master to read. The words that the two read both shocked them.
Frodo Baggins, Sam Gamgee, Merriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took
Twelve are the seconds, minutes, days, weeks and years until
The great Quest takes place first in the Shire's
Only when Sauron's defeated
Will she be gone evermore to the arms of the Elven Prince
Keep her safe until her fourteenth birthday.
Then destiny will take its very place
The two Hobbits closed the book quickly. Sam rubbed his forehead vigourosly. Frodo felt compelled to read more from the book. He opened the book once again as he held the sleeping child. Then to his amazement he saw a picture of three different colored lights then he gasped making Sam feel faint. The next page after the picture read:
* * * * *
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
* * * * *
In the years that passed after that memorable night, Serena began to grow. A week after she had been found, she had started calling her founders 'Unco' ever so fondly. The bubbly and innocent four-year-old would either carry or hug the body of her black cat, Luna. A month later, they had taken her to meet Merry and Pippin whom adored her greatly. The four Hobbits made sure that the little girl had shelter, food and clothing whilst loving her as she was part of their own little family.
For ten years, Serena began to learn the many histories and languages of Middle-earth and other tedious chores. She was a fast learner and would usually apply to her work yet she seemed to lag behind when needed. However Serena soon became part of the Shire even though the other Hobbits didn't know how she came by. Many of the Hobbits felt protective over the young girl as she grew up and felt a sense of peace whenever she was around. If Frodo was with her they didn't mind as much as they did. All the others excluding her Uncles, thought she had always been there and had been set there to wait for Gandalf. In a way, Serena was waiting for the Grey Wizard for she knew, though Frodo did not, that Gandalf was more than just a mere Wizard.
It twas one starry night in April that both Frodo and Serena were walking about Hobbiton in a companionable silence. Fifty-year-old Frodo and soon-to-be fourteen-year-old Serena had many thoughts in their heads and probably were not ready for what was to come. For around that time, Gandalf would return after a long absence, back to the Shire. Gandalf had seen Serena and thought it strange that a little human girl could be dropped into the arms of the most unexpected people. For indeed, Hobbits were such an elusive people. Gandalf had left without a word of what he wanted to do. He would reveal all very soon.
When Gandalf came to visit the young Hobbit, Frodo had finally put Serena to sleep before sending Sam home. He was sitting in a chair reading a worn out book, before he heard a familiar tapping upon his door. 'Could it be Gandalf himself?' He thought as he got up and opened it. Frodo greeted his old friend with much enthusiasm before leading the Wizard into the sitting room.
"My dear Frodo. You haven't seemed to change a dot!" Gandalf said.
"Neither have you Gandalf." Frodo replied. "Please do sit down. You must be weary from your journey."
"Thank you my friend. So how is the young Serena? I dare say she must be almost fourteen." Gandalf said.
"Yes and growing remarkably which brings me to question, do you know any good tales for me to tell her? She devours stories and tales like she devours biscuits and cakes!" asked the jovial Hobbit as he poured tea into a cup.
"My dear Frodo, there are some tales I know of that would not interest or need heard for one so young." Gandalf said taking the cup from Frodo. The Hobbit shook his head and laughed softly. His eyes lit up of how Gandalf called the innocent and bubbly girl.
"If my dear Serena had heard that she would have gone into a fit. Quite unwise to call her that Gandalf for I have taught her all I knew about Middle-earth and the Shire. Yet she thirsts evermore of tales and songs. Why next to Bilbo, she is a fine story teller herself. She talks of the Moon often and looks at it too." Frodo said thinking fondly of the girl in question.
"We'll see when I finally get a good look at her in the morning but for now I must tell you of news in great distress." Gandalf said putting down the empty tea cup. He looked straight at the Hobbit searchingly but turned his head when he heard something from behind them. Frodo noticed Gandalf's sudden movements and saw from his spot across from Gandalf the familiar figures of Serena and Luna.
"Serena! What are you doing up and about?" Frodo asked sternly and yet fondly.
"We couldn't sleep Uncle Frodo. Luna and I were too worried. I think something might happen." The young girl said in an odd sort of voice. "There is a great darkness coming. We have to tell Uncle Sam about it! We must lead the darkness from the Shire as quickly as possible!" With that the young girl fainted into a heap before a worried Hobbit and a gravened Wizard. Frodo came and picked the girl up. The cat looked at Gandalf with oddly wise eyes before jumping on the Wizard's lap. It meowed and sat staring up at the towering Grey One.
Luna felt a surge of familiar magic coming from this man. As if something about him belonged to the Moon Kingdom. She stared deeply into his blue eyes questioningly. She knew that he was good as he was kind yet a powerful source surrounded him. Luna had been worried when Serena fainted, too worried as well, for she felt that darkness was coming also. The black cat with the strange crescent moon on her forehead decided it would be best if she checked her mistress and warn her of any danger to come. For danger was coming and she knew that all would be lost if her Princess was not protected. Lithely she jumped off Gandalf's lap and raced towards the direction Frodo walked off too. She wanted the Wizard and the Hobbit close enough so she could listen to their talk and was greatly surprised when the Wizard came with her.
Frodo laid Serena into the bed Pippin had built. The girl admitedly was a good deal taller and heavier now than ever but Frodo had no problems handling her. He brushed back some of her long blonde hair which hung very loose about her. If she grew older and taller, Frodo had no doubts that his 'niece' would have looked like an elf.
"How elvish she looks! I wouldn't have dreamed of a human looking so much like an elf." Gandalf said quietly as he observed the girl.
"Yes, I have no doubts that within two years she may come to that." Frodo agreed. Gandalf stared at the girl intently and began to think of what she had said. 'How could she have known that darkness was coming? It's impossible for a human to sense danger from far away!' thought Gandalf fleetingly.
Unbeknowest to the Wizard, Hobbit and cat. The young girl was dreaming of a time long passed and of a song of old.
*~Dream Sequence~*
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
"Erril, my love, be not afraid. Tis I, Nommansil. Be not afraid dear love for Nimithil will come soon. Be not grow hopeless for she will save thee and all you hold dear. For she is the ulitmate powers against darkness. Soon, she will walk among your creations that you hath made from thy loneliness and soon you will see her power of good. Alas I will only return in a form of a single tear and soon we will be. I love thee."
In the hands of the Moon's heir
Will the Princess be drawn to the Shire
In a star so far away she is peace itself
Dark are the troubles of Middle-earth
But in the hands of Serenity
Will the nine continue ever on
Towards peril unknown light be shone
For Love itself is the heir
Who will be drawn to the Shire
And defeat Chaos and his malice
Thus princess will marry the Elven Prince
Doth her presence be gone evermore
"Be not afraid for our little princess. For she was not meant to be part of this world as a human or lunarian. She was meant as an enity that will allow love to continue ever on. But alas, she may be gone forever. Gone into the arms of a man, who will give her what Prince Endyimon cannot. Luna, protect her in the face of evil!"
*~End Dream Sequence~*
The golden haired girl awoke and broke out in a sweat. Looking up from the pillows of the bed her soft voice filled the tiny room.
"Uncle Frodo, do you know how I came to live in the Shire?" she asked. Her blue eyes were changing and her hair was turning silver with every second.
"Serena! Wh-what is happening to you?" asked the Hobbit in shock. Gandalf seemed confused and worried. 'This is no mere human. Nor is she half-elven. What magic is this?' he thought to himself.
Frodo made to hold Serena's hand but she gently looked at him with a kind of fondness, sadness and a wisdom that he didn't know if he really 'was' talking to a young girl.
"No Frodo. I must tell you a story that has been long since forgotten. A story for the three of you to hear." Serena seemed to glow with a power unlike anyone had seen before.
"A long time ago," came a voice from the 'child'. Yet it felt that it was a voice that resounded in a way that seemed ancient and beyond any that have ever been heard.
"There were three beings who were the Lights of the World. There was Erril the One Brilliance, Nommansil the Wise Light and Nimithil the White Light. These beings were made of thoughts, wisdom, happiness, purity and above all love. For a time unmeasured, they were in happiness but as they say, from light comes the darkness. Into being came one called Ancaarmanth the Jaws of Doom. In essence he was jealousy, hatred and despair. He began to mock Nimithil until he consumed her in his jaws. Whence Nimithil went, Nommansil followed to protect her young. Both of them felt darkness surround them until Nommansil began to think of a world that Ancaarmanth could turn his attention to. With Nimithil in deep slumber for Ancaarmanth had put her in a spell broken only by time. Erril's own heart began to grow dim until he heard;
"Erril, my love, be not afraid. Tis I, Nommansil. Be not afraid dear love for Nimithil will come soon. Be not grow hopeless for she will save thee and all you hold dear. For she is the ulitmate powers against darkness. Soon, she will walk among your creations that you hath made from thy loneliness and soon you will see her power of good. Alas I will only return in a form of a single tear and soon we will be. I love thee."
Erril grew in hope that his love was still out there and wished evermore to be joined with his family. In despair he thought of a song to keep him company. With his thoughts he formed the Ainur and Vala. Then he thought of Elves and Men. He was surprised when two of his Vala created Ents and Dwarves. Another unexpected was the fact that a dwarf and an elf had fallen in love and created the first Halfling. Brighter and brighter Erril grew and his thoughts formed a gift he would give, untarnished, by Ancaarmanth. Alas Ancaarmanth grew jealous and seethed with rage. He saw that he needed to reek havoc amongst Erril's creations and so he planted. Planted a seed in an Ainur called Melkor. When Melkor was destroyed the seed formed into a stone that would one day grow into a tree. For with this tree, it could suck with its roots all things good. A realm of evil would begin and Erril's hardship would've been in vain. But the seed fell into the hands of the Maia Sauron whom once served Melkor but now became a power hungry monster.
Far away in the lands that Nommansil made for her daughter Nimithil who began to grow in wisdom and understanding. Nimithil hardened her heart to darkness and evil. Nommansil smiled when Nimithil began to shower light to the creations Nommansil had made. With Nimithil bright white light, all was made peaceful yet hardships began to fall when Time began. For the three had begun to see pain and suffering caused by Ancaarmanth whom decided to follow Nommansil's thoughts and saw a prosperous world. He began to mock Nimithil but faltered when she didn't heed him. Thus he planted another seed in a woman called Beryl. Beryl just like Melkor became just as bad and with remarkable speed, peace was destroyed. Nimithil would've died if it weren't the love she held out to those she deemed dear. Nommansil drew out a special weapon called the Silver Crystal which in fact was the first tear Nommansil had ever cried. With the crystal she saved her daughter from impending doom. A thousand years passed and Nommansil waited only in essence within the crystal. After 'dying' the light receded into the crystal and waited for the right moment to send Nimithil into the hands of the most unlikely places neither her father nor Ancaarmanth could find her. Until the quest of the Ring, will her memories awake and with her memories will she find the Seed of the Tree of Life. The Seed in which purity and goodness is real. The Seed will be planted and grow with the Seed of Death. For the two go hand in hand like night and day. Your Serena knows naught of this. For she is too weak to remember. Do not hold her back from this quest."
* * * * * * * * * *
Serena gasped before fainting into Frodo's arms. Gandalf looked at the two and felt his heart leap.
"To speak of Eru in such a way. Has a darkness crept into this girl's heart?!" Gandalf exclaimed. Frodo grew in a little anger.
"Serena is fourteen, she has not lived long to know any or at all of the troubles of Middle Earth. Whomever had spoken through her must be Nommansil!" Luna said quite unexpectedly. The two men looked at the cat with awe. Then Gandalf remembered his mission.
"Where is the Ring Frodo?" Gandalf asked anxiously and worriedly for time was short. He had heard the human child's words. 'The quest of the Ring.'
"Right here." Frodo answered as he raced to get it.
Gandalf threw it into the fire and waited. "Gandalf, what are you doing?" exclaimed the Hobbit. Gandalf bid no reply until he took a pair of tongs and grasped the ring with it.
"Hold your hand out Frodo. It is quite cool." he said before dropping the Ring into Frodo's outstretched hand. To Frodo the Ring felt heavy and as Luna watched she felt the evil presence grow stronger.
"Does it say anything?" asked the worried wizard and turned away.
"No. Not at all." Frodo answered confused. Gandalf almost let out a sigh of relief but stopped short when Frodo said again; "Wait a moment, writing is appearing. It's in some form of elvish. I can not read it." Gandalf grew grave with worry.
"It is the language of Mordor which I will not utter here. In the common tounge it says;
One ring to rule them all,
One ring to find them,
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness, bind them."
Gandalf, Frodo and Luna looked at each other. They talked much of the present events.
"Sauron is back. You must go soon." Gandalf said
"Yes Gandalf, I hear your words but, what of Serena?" Frodo asked forgetting of Luna for a while.
"Serena will stay with me. Not into danger will she walk through and no one shall harm her." Luna hissed. "I will always protect my mistress."
"Indeed you must. For as long she stays with Frodo and the Ring, she will be gone evermore into the darkness of Mordor." Gandalf said quietly.
"NO!" Luna screamed forcefully. "You do not understand!
In the hands of the Moon's heir
Will the Princess be drawn to the Shire
In a star so far away she is peace itself
Dark are the troubles of Middle-earth
But in the hands of Serenity
Will the nine continue ever on
Towards peril unknown light be shone
For Love itself is the heir
Who will be drawn to the Shire
And defeat Chaos and his malice
Thus princess will marry the Elven Prince
Doth her presence be gone evermore
Don't you see! She will not be gone into the Darkness of Mordor! But to an Elven Prince! Serena is not who you think she is. She was a princess long ago. So long that it may be immeasurable. She may be Nimithil!" Luna almost began to cry when they all heard something.
Serena had seen and heard all she needed to hear. 'I am so confused. Too many memories and too many questions.' she thought sadly.
"Do not cry and do not fight for there is light yet on Middle-earth." she whispered before grabbing an apple from the fruit basket. "Besides! We need breakfast! Can't talk or journey on an empty stomach. Uncle Frodo, why not sell Bag End?" Serena said with casualty though in her heart she was in quiet agony. The other three looked at the girl who seemed innocent, light-hearted yet saddened and wise. For the rest of the day they talked nothing more of a journey until Gandalf felt that something was amiss.
"I must leave you for a short while. Go off to Rivendell as quick as you can. I may be able to meet you there. Make haste!" With that, Gandalf gathered his hat and staff before leaving Bag End.
"Gandalf!" both Serena and Frodo yelled. Luna stared at the man who was more than he ever appeared to be.
AN: This fic is the new and improved first part of "Light For All To See" by Empress Blade. Hope y'all like it!
BIG SHOUT OUT TO MOON DREAMER AND CALLISTO STAR FOR THE REVIEWS!
by Empress Blade
PART 1
I am called Iluvatar to those on Middle-earth whilst to the Ainur and the Vala, I am Eru. Yet those names almost mean the same, Eru is closer to my real name. My real name is Erril, the One Brilliance. I wasn't always the 'one'. Long before my gifts and creation came to be, I had been a husband and father. We were not really 'alive' in a sense of the word. We were life itself. We were the three fates, the three who had been, are and will be. When I say we, I mean my wife Nommansil and my daughter Nimithil. We were purity, innocence, wisdom and love. Together we made a whole.
Though we lived in peace and light, it felt as if our ways would be soon challenged. I noticed that Nimithil would look in the distance and see something unseen. Nommansil and I pondered what was happening to our only child. From out of our light came a darkness whom we called Ancaarmanth, the Jaws of Doom. And rightly we named him for he stole steathily and swallowed our dear little child. We grieved and our light began to dim. With each passing thought, Nommansil seemed to grow darker and darker. No matter how much I tried to keep her alive. Before I knew it, she had disappeared into Ancaaramanth's greedy jaws. My own light seemed to dim as will and hoping against hope that I'd see my love's again, I made it so. Yet in the midst of my thoughts a voice began to call out.
"Erril, my love, be not afraid. Tis I, Nommansil. Be not afraid dear love for Nimithil will come soon. Be not grow hopeless for she will save thee and all you hold dear. For she is the ulitmate powers against darkness. Soon, she will walk among your creations that you hath made from thy loneliness and soon you will see her power of good. Alas I will only return in a form of a single tear and soon we will be. I love thee."
I felt a grain of light grow within me. Soon my loved ones will be with me. Soon! I did not know what was to happen and I kept my secret hopes inside of me. Ancaarmanth would not devour me for I have to much to hold dear. In my thoughts I vanished and unknowingly Ancaarmanth followed. I began to wish for Nommansil again and in my despair I began to create a song of beauty and purity. From my song came beings whom I called the Ainur. The ainur came to pass and then time began when I saw a formation of 'land'. I was well pleased and listened to all their harmonies. Alas Ancaarmanth grew in jealousy and rage. Thus he planted a seed. Just one seed that dirupted and tainted my creation for eternity.
The seed he planted was hate and anger. He planted it the Ainur Melkor and my heart grew dim. But through the ages and time whence began, the seed seemed to be held off. I smiled when the Vala came to life and watched over the making of Arda. In the song that I had created, I made beings whom I called Elves and Men. Though Ancaaramanth mocked me as I created, I paid no heed. For soon I will be with my loves again. Thus it came to pass in the Third Age of my creation, a ray of light unexpectedly dropped upon my creation. And that ray of light went un-noticed to me until the end of Melkor's second and my happiness became brighter than any that Ancaarmanth could ever taint.
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
* * * * * * *
Serena Taylor stared out her bedroom window as she brushed her long golden hair. She sighed as she looked at the pale yellow moon. 'Why do you hide all your secrets from me?' she thought sadly and felt a tear roll down her cheek. Serena stopped brushing for she thought she heard someone singing.
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
Serena frowned. 'Who's singing that?' she thought and when her cat (Luna), prowled in she was staring without seeing. The talking cat looked at the young girl whom defeated Sailor Galaxia and Chaos before shaking her head. 'What a ditzy girl. I wonder what will become of the world? Serena seems to be a little immature still but how we all love her.' The cat slowly and steadily came towards the young girl. Suddenly Luna noticed that her mistress had been crying for a single tear had rolled down her cheek.
"Serena?" the cat meowed. The girl did not hear her for she heard more singing.
In the hands of the Moon's heir
Will the Princess be drawn to the Shire
In a star so far away she is peace itself
Dark are the troubles of Middle-earth
But in the hands of Serenity
Will the nine continue ever on
Towards peril unknown light be shone
For Love itself is the heir
Who will be drawn to the Shire
And defeat Chaos and his malice
Thus princess will marry the Elven Prince
Doth her presence be gone evermore
"What's going on? Who is singing?" she whispered out loud. Luna frowned.
"Serena, what are you talking about?" the small black cat jumped nimbly on her mistress' lap.
Serena felt the cat and began stroking her pet yet her eyes looked up at the moon. Then Luna saw a mysterious happening and almost leaped out from her place in her lap.
The silver moon crystal in which was the heirloom for all the guardians of the moon had rose from it's place from Serena's neck. The young girl had kept it so that her transformation locket was like a necklace at all times yet Luna felt that something was going to be happen.
"Luna." came a soft whisper in the cat's head. "Be not afraid for our little princess. For she was not meant to be part of this world as a human or lunarian. She was meant as an enity that will allow love to continue ever on. But alas, she may be gone forever. Gone into the arms of a man, who will give her what Prince Endyimon cannot. Luna, protect her in the face of evil!"
In what seemed like an eternity, Luna awoke from her trance. 'Gone forever?' thought the distressed cat.
She awoke and found herself in a homey kind of room. Not Serena's old room, oh no, but in a different kind of room.
"Serena! Come back here little one!" Luna's ears twitched, somehow, she felt like she recognized that voice from some place faraway. A little girl with silver and gold hair came running into the room. Her face was glowing with happiness and a certain radiance was around her.
"Wuna! Wuna, dare you ahr!" spoke the little girl sweetly picking up the cat. Luna was too dazed to do anything. "Unco Fwodo! Unco Sam! I'm wight ere!" Then the cat squealed when she saw two small men run into the room. They had hairy feet and sweaty faces. They were also puffing out loud.
"Serena, put the darned cat down!" said a man with ruddy-brown hair and tired looking eyes.
"Sowee Unco Sam! Sowee Unco Fwodo! But I wahnt Unco Pippin ahnd Unco Mewee to shee Wuna." the small 4-year-old looked imploringly at her 'Uncles'.
"Oh alright dear one. Come along." said the other man. He had dark brown-hair and deep blue eyes. Luna seemed dazed at what was happening but then she remembered.
"She may be gone forever-protect her in the face of evil!"
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Ten years ago, five years after Bilbo Baggins' unique disapearance from the Shire, Frodo Baggins and Sam Gamgee were in Bag End enjoying a nice meal when a they saw a flash of light outside the door. The two Hobbits mistook it for lightning for it had been rather stormy outside that night. But it was a night that would change the course of the two Hobbits if they had known it.
A knocking came upon the door of Bag End growing in power as if it would knock the door thus down. Frodo rushed to get the door in fear that the neighbouring Hobbits had heard. When he opened the door, no one was there. Or so he thought. Sam came running behind him.
"Master Frodo, what has happened?" the distressed Hobbit asked. Frodo would've closed the door when he noticed a basket at the doorstep.
"What is this?" he asked himself as he knelt infront of the basket. Then a small squeal was heard from inside the basket. The two Hobbits jumped before gently grabbing each end of the basket in each hand. Both Hobbits looked in the basket to find a cat and a small girl! Frodo took out the little girl gently to see if she was wet from the rain. The cat was still asleep and did not wake when Sam put the dear thing by the fireplace. As Frodo rocked the little girl, he noticed that inside the basket was a book. A thick and leather covered book that seemed to hold a magical aura around it.
"Master Frodo, what sort of sorcery is this?" asked Sam quite curiously.
"I do not know Sam but there's a book inside the basket. Can you please get it out and spread it on the table?" asked Frodo as he took a seat at the table. He gingerly held the little girl as if she were more precious than anything. The little girl seemed no less than three and seemed healthy. Sam took out the book from the basket and opened it to the front page for his master to read. The words that the two read both shocked them.
Frodo Baggins, Sam Gamgee, Merriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took
Twelve are the seconds, minutes, days, weeks and years until
The great Quest takes place first in the Shire's
Only when Sauron's defeated
Will she be gone evermore to the arms of the Elven Prince
Keep her safe until her fourteenth birthday.
Then destiny will take its very place
The two Hobbits closed the book quickly. Sam rubbed his forehead vigourosly. Frodo felt compelled to read more from the book. He opened the book once again as he held the sleeping child. Then to his amazement he saw a picture of three different colored lights then he gasped making Sam feel faint. The next page after the picture read:
* * * * *
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
* * * * *
In the years that passed after that memorable night, Serena began to grow. A week after she had been found, she had started calling her founders 'Unco' ever so fondly. The bubbly and innocent four-year-old would either carry or hug the body of her black cat, Luna. A month later, they had taken her to meet Merry and Pippin whom adored her greatly. The four Hobbits made sure that the little girl had shelter, food and clothing whilst loving her as she was part of their own little family.
For ten years, Serena began to learn the many histories and languages of Middle-earth and other tedious chores. She was a fast learner and would usually apply to her work yet she seemed to lag behind when needed. However Serena soon became part of the Shire even though the other Hobbits didn't know how she came by. Many of the Hobbits felt protective over the young girl as she grew up and felt a sense of peace whenever she was around. If Frodo was with her they didn't mind as much as they did. All the others excluding her Uncles, thought she had always been there and had been set there to wait for Gandalf. In a way, Serena was waiting for the Grey Wizard for she knew, though Frodo did not, that Gandalf was more than just a mere Wizard.
It twas one starry night in April that both Frodo and Serena were walking about Hobbiton in a companionable silence. Fifty-year-old Frodo and soon-to-be fourteen-year-old Serena had many thoughts in their heads and probably were not ready for what was to come. For around that time, Gandalf would return after a long absence, back to the Shire. Gandalf had seen Serena and thought it strange that a little human girl could be dropped into the arms of the most unexpected people. For indeed, Hobbits were such an elusive people. Gandalf had left without a word of what he wanted to do. He would reveal all very soon.
When Gandalf came to visit the young Hobbit, Frodo had finally put Serena to sleep before sending Sam home. He was sitting in a chair reading a worn out book, before he heard a familiar tapping upon his door. 'Could it be Gandalf himself?' He thought as he got up and opened it. Frodo greeted his old friend with much enthusiasm before leading the Wizard into the sitting room.
"My dear Frodo. You haven't seemed to change a dot!" Gandalf said.
"Neither have you Gandalf." Frodo replied. "Please do sit down. You must be weary from your journey."
"Thank you my friend. So how is the young Serena? I dare say she must be almost fourteen." Gandalf said.
"Yes and growing remarkably which brings me to question, do you know any good tales for me to tell her? She devours stories and tales like she devours biscuits and cakes!" asked the jovial Hobbit as he poured tea into a cup.
"My dear Frodo, there are some tales I know of that would not interest or need heard for one so young." Gandalf said taking the cup from Frodo. The Hobbit shook his head and laughed softly. His eyes lit up of how Gandalf called the innocent and bubbly girl.
"If my dear Serena had heard that she would have gone into a fit. Quite unwise to call her that Gandalf for I have taught her all I knew about Middle-earth and the Shire. Yet she thirsts evermore of tales and songs. Why next to Bilbo, she is a fine story teller herself. She talks of the Moon often and looks at it too." Frodo said thinking fondly of the girl in question.
"We'll see when I finally get a good look at her in the morning but for now I must tell you of news in great distress." Gandalf said putting down the empty tea cup. He looked straight at the Hobbit searchingly but turned his head when he heard something from behind them. Frodo noticed Gandalf's sudden movements and saw from his spot across from Gandalf the familiar figures of Serena and Luna.
"Serena! What are you doing up and about?" Frodo asked sternly and yet fondly.
"We couldn't sleep Uncle Frodo. Luna and I were too worried. I think something might happen." The young girl said in an odd sort of voice. "There is a great darkness coming. We have to tell Uncle Sam about it! We must lead the darkness from the Shire as quickly as possible!" With that the young girl fainted into a heap before a worried Hobbit and a gravened Wizard. Frodo came and picked the girl up. The cat looked at Gandalf with oddly wise eyes before jumping on the Wizard's lap. It meowed and sat staring up at the towering Grey One.
Luna felt a surge of familiar magic coming from this man. As if something about him belonged to the Moon Kingdom. She stared deeply into his blue eyes questioningly. She knew that he was good as he was kind yet a powerful source surrounded him. Luna had been worried when Serena fainted, too worried as well, for she felt that darkness was coming also. The black cat with the strange crescent moon on her forehead decided it would be best if she checked her mistress and warn her of any danger to come. For danger was coming and she knew that all would be lost if her Princess was not protected. Lithely she jumped off Gandalf's lap and raced towards the direction Frodo walked off too. She wanted the Wizard and the Hobbit close enough so she could listen to their talk and was greatly surprised when the Wizard came with her.
Frodo laid Serena into the bed Pippin had built. The girl admitedly was a good deal taller and heavier now than ever but Frodo had no problems handling her. He brushed back some of her long blonde hair which hung very loose about her. If she grew older and taller, Frodo had no doubts that his 'niece' would have looked like an elf.
"How elvish she looks! I wouldn't have dreamed of a human looking so much like an elf." Gandalf said quietly as he observed the girl.
"Yes, I have no doubts that within two years she may come to that." Frodo agreed. Gandalf stared at the girl intently and began to think of what she had said. 'How could she have known that darkness was coming? It's impossible for a human to sense danger from far away!' thought Gandalf fleetingly.
Unbeknowest to the Wizard, Hobbit and cat. The young girl was dreaming of a time long passed and of a song of old.
*~Dream Sequence~*
Upon the awakening of Ancaarmanth
His malice and hate
Took my two loves from my arms
But I smile and share with thee
A song of hope that one day they'll return
For Nommansil, my wise and beautiful light
And Nimithil, my small brightness
Will come to me, come to me
And walk on the paths I laid
And on paths evergoing, they will come back
Back into my arms and Ancaarmanth will be gone
And peace shall be evermore
"Erril, my love, be not afraid. Tis I, Nommansil. Be not afraid dear love for Nimithil will come soon. Be not grow hopeless for she will save thee and all you hold dear. For she is the ulitmate powers against darkness. Soon, she will walk among your creations that you hath made from thy loneliness and soon you will see her power of good. Alas I will only return in a form of a single tear and soon we will be. I love thee."
In the hands of the Moon's heir
Will the Princess be drawn to the Shire
In a star so far away she is peace itself
Dark are the troubles of Middle-earth
But in the hands of Serenity
Will the nine continue ever on
Towards peril unknown light be shone
For Love itself is the heir
Who will be drawn to the Shire
And defeat Chaos and his malice
Thus princess will marry the Elven Prince
Doth her presence be gone evermore
"Be not afraid for our little princess. For she was not meant to be part of this world as a human or lunarian. She was meant as an enity that will allow love to continue ever on. But alas, she may be gone forever. Gone into the arms of a man, who will give her what Prince Endyimon cannot. Luna, protect her in the face of evil!"
*~End Dream Sequence~*
The golden haired girl awoke and broke out in a sweat. Looking up from the pillows of the bed her soft voice filled the tiny room.
"Uncle Frodo, do you know how I came to live in the Shire?" she asked. Her blue eyes were changing and her hair was turning silver with every second.
"Serena! Wh-what is happening to you?" asked the Hobbit in shock. Gandalf seemed confused and worried. 'This is no mere human. Nor is she half-elven. What magic is this?' he thought to himself.
Frodo made to hold Serena's hand but she gently looked at him with a kind of fondness, sadness and a wisdom that he didn't know if he really 'was' talking to a young girl.
"No Frodo. I must tell you a story that has been long since forgotten. A story for the three of you to hear." Serena seemed to glow with a power unlike anyone had seen before.
"A long time ago," came a voice from the 'child'. Yet it felt that it was a voice that resounded in a way that seemed ancient and beyond any that have ever been heard.
"There were three beings who were the Lights of the World. There was Erril the One Brilliance, Nommansil the Wise Light and Nimithil the White Light. These beings were made of thoughts, wisdom, happiness, purity and above all love. For a time unmeasured, they were in happiness but as they say, from light comes the darkness. Into being came one called Ancaarmanth the Jaws of Doom. In essence he was jealousy, hatred and despair. He began to mock Nimithil until he consumed her in his jaws. Whence Nimithil went, Nommansil followed to protect her young. Both of them felt darkness surround them until Nommansil began to think of a world that Ancaarmanth could turn his attention to. With Nimithil in deep slumber for Ancaarmanth had put her in a spell broken only by time. Erril's own heart began to grow dim until he heard;
"Erril, my love, be not afraid. Tis I, Nommansil. Be not afraid dear love for Nimithil will come soon. Be not grow hopeless for she will save thee and all you hold dear. For she is the ulitmate powers against darkness. Soon, she will walk among your creations that you hath made from thy loneliness and soon you will see her power of good. Alas I will only return in a form of a single tear and soon we will be. I love thee."
Erril grew in hope that his love was still out there and wished evermore to be joined with his family. In despair he thought of a song to keep him company. With his thoughts he formed the Ainur and Vala. Then he thought of Elves and Men. He was surprised when two of his Vala created Ents and Dwarves. Another unexpected was the fact that a dwarf and an elf had fallen in love and created the first Halfling. Brighter and brighter Erril grew and his thoughts formed a gift he would give, untarnished, by Ancaarmanth. Alas Ancaarmanth grew jealous and seethed with rage. He saw that he needed to reek havoc amongst Erril's creations and so he planted. Planted a seed in an Ainur called Melkor. When Melkor was destroyed the seed formed into a stone that would one day grow into a tree. For with this tree, it could suck with its roots all things good. A realm of evil would begin and Erril's hardship would've been in vain. But the seed fell into the hands of the Maia Sauron whom once served Melkor but now became a power hungry monster.
Far away in the lands that Nommansil made for her daughter Nimithil who began to grow in wisdom and understanding. Nimithil hardened her heart to darkness and evil. Nommansil smiled when Nimithil began to shower light to the creations Nommansil had made. With Nimithil bright white light, all was made peaceful yet hardships began to fall when Time began. For the three had begun to see pain and suffering caused by Ancaarmanth whom decided to follow Nommansil's thoughts and saw a prosperous world. He began to mock Nimithil but faltered when she didn't heed him. Thus he planted another seed in a woman called Beryl. Beryl just like Melkor became just as bad and with remarkable speed, peace was destroyed. Nimithil would've died if it weren't the love she held out to those she deemed dear. Nommansil drew out a special weapon called the Silver Crystal which in fact was the first tear Nommansil had ever cried. With the crystal she saved her daughter from impending doom. A thousand years passed and Nommansil waited only in essence within the crystal. After 'dying' the light receded into the crystal and waited for the right moment to send Nimithil into the hands of the most unlikely places neither her father nor Ancaarmanth could find her. Until the quest of the Ring, will her memories awake and with her memories will she find the Seed of the Tree of Life. The Seed in which purity and goodness is real. The Seed will be planted and grow with the Seed of Death. For the two go hand in hand like night and day. Your Serena knows naught of this. For she is too weak to remember. Do not hold her back from this quest."
* * * * * * * * * *
Serena gasped before fainting into Frodo's arms. Gandalf looked at the two and felt his heart leap.
"To speak of Eru in such a way. Has a darkness crept into this girl's heart?!" Gandalf exclaimed. Frodo grew in a little anger.
"Serena is fourteen, she has not lived long to know any or at all of the troubles of Middle Earth. Whomever had spoken through her must be Nommansil!" Luna said quite unexpectedly. The two men looked at the cat with awe. Then Gandalf remembered his mission.
"Where is the Ring Frodo?" Gandalf asked anxiously and worriedly for time was short. He had heard the human child's words. 'The quest of the Ring.'
"Right here." Frodo answered as he raced to get it.
Gandalf threw it into the fire and waited. "Gandalf, what are you doing?" exclaimed the Hobbit. Gandalf bid no reply until he took a pair of tongs and grasped the ring with it.
"Hold your hand out Frodo. It is quite cool." he said before dropping the Ring into Frodo's outstretched hand. To Frodo the Ring felt heavy and as Luna watched she felt the evil presence grow stronger.
"Does it say anything?" asked the worried wizard and turned away.
"No. Not at all." Frodo answered confused. Gandalf almost let out a sigh of relief but stopped short when Frodo said again; "Wait a moment, writing is appearing. It's in some form of elvish. I can not read it." Gandalf grew grave with worry.
"It is the language of Mordor which I will not utter here. In the common tounge it says;
One ring to rule them all,
One ring to find them,
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness, bind them."
Gandalf, Frodo and Luna looked at each other. They talked much of the present events.
"Sauron is back. You must go soon." Gandalf said
"Yes Gandalf, I hear your words but, what of Serena?" Frodo asked forgetting of Luna for a while.
"Serena will stay with me. Not into danger will she walk through and no one shall harm her." Luna hissed. "I will always protect my mistress."
"Indeed you must. For as long she stays with Frodo and the Ring, she will be gone evermore into the darkness of Mordor." Gandalf said quietly.
"NO!" Luna screamed forcefully. "You do not understand!
In the hands of the Moon's heir
Will the Princess be drawn to the Shire
In a star so far away she is peace itself
Dark are the troubles of Middle-earth
But in the hands of Serenity
Will the nine continue ever on
Towards peril unknown light be shone
For Love itself is the heir
Who will be drawn to the Shire
And defeat Chaos and his malice
Thus princess will marry the Elven Prince
Doth her presence be gone evermore
Don't you see! She will not be gone into the Darkness of Mordor! But to an Elven Prince! Serena is not who you think she is. She was a princess long ago. So long that it may be immeasurable. She may be Nimithil!" Luna almost began to cry when they all heard something.
Serena had seen and heard all she needed to hear. 'I am so confused. Too many memories and too many questions.' she thought sadly.
"Do not cry and do not fight for there is light yet on Middle-earth." she whispered before grabbing an apple from the fruit basket. "Besides! We need breakfast! Can't talk or journey on an empty stomach. Uncle Frodo, why not sell Bag End?" Serena said with casualty though in her heart she was in quiet agony. The other three looked at the girl who seemed innocent, light-hearted yet saddened and wise. For the rest of the day they talked nothing more of a journey until Gandalf felt that something was amiss.
"I must leave you for a short while. Go off to Rivendell as quick as you can. I may be able to meet you there. Make haste!" With that, Gandalf gathered his hat and staff before leaving Bag End.
"Gandalf!" both Serena and Frodo yelled. Luna stared at the man who was more than he ever appeared to be.
AN: This fic is the new and improved first part of "Light For All To See" by Empress Blade. Hope y'all like it!
BIG SHOUT OUT TO MOON DREAMER AND CALLISTO STAR FOR THE REVIEWS!