A/N Sorry about the wait guys, but heres another chapter I hope you like this one. The next one will be a bit light hearted. Thanks to all who reviewed! :)

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Traveling to Rivendell

I traveled as swift as the wind, following Arwen and Frodo. I was a good mile behind them. I would keep my distance until Arwen needed help. With my animal instincts I kept a tab on the terrain around me. I sped ahead, and jumped over a log. I heard a slight screech behind me, and I looked back.

I stopped for a moment to see who was behind me. A dark shape was riding towards me. I reared back and kept riding. I rode at my top speed until I was as close to Arwen as I could get. I was about half a mile behind her.

"Arwen!" I hissed to her, "The Nasgul are on your tail!"

I didn't hear a response, but I did hear her horse's footfalls moving faster. I snorted and kept running. It was getting lighter out. There was another screech ahead of me.

The Nasgul were ahead of me. I bent my head lower to the ground and speed up. When I finally was close enough to see the Nasgul and Arwen, one of the Nasgul was about to grab Frodo.

"Oh no you don't!" I thought as I sped up and rammed into his horse. The Nasgul's horse swerved to the side and stumbled. I turned and ran onto the other side of Arwen's horse. I tripped one of another Nasgul's horses and jumped over its body lying on the ground.

I ran up next to another Nasgul's horse, and rammed into it. The horse swerved to the right and ran back into the woods. I turned back to the lead Nasgul and put myself in between his horse and Arwen's horse. The Nasgul swerved his horse and hit me. I kept my balance and ran next to his horse. I turned every once in a while and tried biting his horse.

Arwen and the Nasgul sped up, leaving me just inches behind, and swerving in-between trees. I ran up next to one of the Nasgul and jumped on the back of the horse and morphed into a human. I grabbed the Nasgul's head and tried pushing him off of the horse, but he elbowed me in my ribs and I fell off of the horse, and landed on the ground with a thud, and gasping for breath.

Now, if you have ever fallen off a horse, it is not a very pleasant experience. First, it knocks the breath out of you. Then, you fall on your ass, and it really hurts. After that, you're blinded for a second. Then you see stars. Or in other words: You feel like crap. So there I was, lying on the ground. Arwen and the Nasgul had gone ahead, way ahead. My head hurt, and of coarse I felt like crap.

I pulled myself up against a tree and sat there. I do talk to myself, but who doesn't? Oh, right. And while I was sitting against the tree, it brought back memories.

"It kind of reminds me of being back in Rivendell." I thought, "Except I usually had a book."

When I lived in Rivendell, none of the children there had liked me. They thought I was left by the goblins and that I would kill them all in their sleep. So most of the time I sat under a tree reading a book. I laughed at myself, and got to my feet. Gandalf and Lord Elrod promised to tell me were I actually came from when I was older, but I have a feeling they wont.

I was still a little wobbly on my feet, but I kept going. The sun was high in the sky when I looked up. Groaning, I stumbled on towards Rivendell.

By the time I got to Rivendell, the sun was low in the sky. I was tiered and my head was throbbing, but my spirit was high. I nodded to the guards at the gate, but they just stared back at me. Arwen who smiled at me and walked me to my room met me.

"Are the hobbits and Aragorn following you?" Arwen asked as she pulled out some clothes for me.

"No." I answered falling on my bed, "But I think they were close behind me. They want to be sure Frodo is ok." Arwen smiled at me and handed me the clothes.

"Go get changed and I will bring you some food." Arwen said. I shook my head.

"I'm just tiered. I can do with out food." I said. Arwen nodded.

"Then get some rest." She advised me, and left the room.

I sighed and lifted myself off of my bed. After I changed into the nightgown Arwen set out for me I fell onto the bed and I was out.

Aragorn sighed as he entered Rivendell. He hoped Mira had made it to Rivendell safely. After all, she was his responsibility. Lord Elrod would not be happy if Mira didn't arrive safe. Behind him three of the hobbits wobbled along anxiously. They were worried for Frodo. Lord Elrod stepped out of the shadows to greet them.

"Welcome to Rivendell." Lord Elrod greeted them, "Come, I will show you to your rooms."

Lord Elrod turned and led them inside. He took long strides and it took the hobbits a little effort to keep behind the human and the elf. All around the hobbits were pots of flowers and maids were hurrying by with bunches of laundry. But the one thing that caught Merry and Pippin's noses was the smell of food. The quickly looked around and caught sight of a door that many maids were going into carrying food. Merry took note of this and reminded himself were the kitchen was.

"Mira has already arrived safely." Lord Elrod informed the ranger, "Arwen tells me she helped to get Frodo here safely." Aragorn nodded.

"She followed Arwen," The ranger said, "To keep her and Frodo safe from the Nasgul." Now Lord Elrod nodded.

"She has grown quickly from the small child you found her as in the forest many years ago." Lord Elrod explained, "She has the potential of a great warrior. But her temper is a different situation. She is like a big bundle of sun, as Gandalf says."

Merry and Pippin laughed at this saying as they approached a large corridor of doors.

"These will be your quarters while you stay in Rivendell." Lord Elrod informed the three hobbits.

Sam, Merry, and Pippin nodded. Sam immediately chose his room and entered it, while Merry and Pippin fought over rooms. Lord Elrod turned to Aragorn and led him down the hall.

"The hobbits seem to be taking Mira's appearance well." Lord Elrod said.

"I think they were already in shock when Mira chose to show her true form." Aragorn explained, "But what Frodo thinks, I do not know."

"One thing I have realized of Mira ever since she was a child is that she does not speak of any of our kind. As if from another world." Elrod said, "She has her won way of speaking, and acting in that part. I have seen those of the other world. I do not want her to become what they have. More hate than I have ever seen." Lord Elrod rubbed his temples, "She must not know of this other world."

Aragorn nodded as they approached his room.

"For her own safety." Elrod said, "We love her to much to loose her, you know this."

I sighed as I looked through my closet. No tunics. The only type of clothes in my closet was dresses. I did not feel like wearing a dress. I never felt like wearing a dress. They were hard to run in. Not only were there dresses, but there were no boots. Only ballet types of flat shoes were lined up at the bottom of the dresser. I groaned and hit my head against the dresser door. Lord Elrod had been trying to convert me to being more 'lady'. There was a knock on my door.

"Mira?" Arwen asked opening the door. My spirit rose as I saw what she was holding in her hands. Boots.

"It was the only thing I was able to sneak past father." Arwen apologized.

"There perfect!" I exclaimed running up to her, "Thank you, at least I don't have to wear these." I said holding up the flat shoes from inside my closet.

"I remember those." Arwen said walking over to my closet and placing the boots on the floor. She reached in and pulled out a dark green hunting dress.

"Do I have to?" I whined.

"Lord Elrod wishes for it." Arwen explained. We both stood silent for a moment before we both broke out in a fit of giggles.

"Only for today." Arwen laughed, "Your clothes should be washed by tomorrow."

I nodded and took the dress. As soon as I was done dressing Arwen fixed my hair so it was braided, and I put on the boots she brought me. When we left my room she turned to me and smiled.

"I'm going to look for-

"Aragorn." I interrupted sounding bored.

"Don't get into trouble." Arwen warned.

"Who me?" I asked sounding innocent, and skipped off to find something to do.

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