The Protector in the Shadow

*I do in fact hope you enjoy. I worked quite hard on this chapter so please let me know what you think. I'm still writing this on my iPod, so I apologize again for all typos you may come across. I might have a 4th generation now, but the note program is still pretty much the same. Again enjoy!-Ze*

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Chapter five: The Song of the Dead

Lyavain still hadn't figured out how her master had talked her into walking the city of Rivendell her paws in contact with the cool earth with each step she took. She was padding playfully around with the hobbits, who were just as interested in her as she was in them. Frodo had introduced them to her den even; they had gone swimming a few times since they had been introduced. The hobbits took well to a beast coming along with them on a quest to save the creatures of middle earth, the men, Elf, and Dwarf did not take well to the fact she had been allowed into the city at all. Boromir had made it clear as that he did not want the beast in his midst.

It turned to be only Legolas that had heard the myths of my people. He had heard of the child of the wolf, though he had only confronted Lyavain about it. She had ignored his questioning on the subject and warned him not to bring up such a question. He had respected her wishes and had avoided her ever since. They had ran like children through the city of Rivendell, only to be joined later by Aragorn, who had decided to take a walk and had taken notice to the young ones and the Wolfling.

"My friends, my I join you?" He inquired gently, awaiting a response from the Hobbits who were rough housing with the wolf.

It was Lyavain who had turned to face the almost angelic looking man, her Azure eyes were calm as she stopped moving, the hobbits slowed from playing too. "Of course Lord Aragorn!" Pippin's voice chirped his accent always seemed to make Ava scoff.

"If you're looking for calming, we're not exactly the best company for that." Merry warned as they started to walk with a happy step on their way. Lyavain started chuffing in a wolven laugh padding ahead of the hobbits.

"I need no calming; I wish to be kept on my toes. I have relaxed far too long." Aragorn ensured happily a small smile expression of amusement pasted on his face.

That simple sentence caught Lyavain's attention; a small growl escaped her chest as she turned facing one of the hobbits. Expressions of question on her face, "ah! She wants a fight, come! Show her no mercy!" Pippin called charging her, she lunged sideways her paws wrapped around the creature as she flipped herself and the hobbit pinning him down playfully hopping off and loping gracefully around. She pranced, rubbing the fact she had succeed in eluding the hobbits. But when she felt four little creatures crash into her and jump on top of her she made a noise of surprise. Leaping in the air like an untamed colt all four legs off the ground.

She was laughing too hard her emotions bubbled out. Frodo was laughing as he held on soon enough Lord Aragorn and the rest bubbled with laughter as well she only stopped when she heard a howl on the air, her eyes narrowed when it happened. She had almost forgotten what day it was, two days before their departure. Tomorrow she would have to elude the rest of the Fellowship; it was for more than just herself it was good for the rest of the journey. Slowly the still giggling hobbits crawled from her back, only Frodo had silenced his laughter,

"Milady?" He inquired, touching her cheek softly. The loving contact caused her to flinch away. A small growl escaped her lips, but she was shocked when his hand reconnected.

"I am fine Frodo Baggins." She thought carefully eyeing Aragorn their eyes connected and she saw a flash of what was to come. She stumbled backwards as she saw it a vision of the future taking over everything she's known. "Master Baggins I must go." She said in a rushed voice, turning on a heel she vanished into the maze of marble.

It was that next particular morning that she found herself standing in her cave with human legs, slipping into her gown slip, and the beautiful azure dress that Lord Elrond's daughter, Arwen had chosen for her. A black cloak covered most of the dress below it was the illusion that she was to be unseen. The patter of feet caused her to place the hood over her head and stride slowly from the den; it was only Frodo at that point, which made her feel most at ease.

"Ly-"He started but a hand she held her pale hand silencing him with ease.

"Not yet Frodo Baggins." She breathed slowly taking a few steps towards the hobbit before hesitating, she needed to leave, to head towards the city of her people but she could not. She was planning to go to the hill to mourn, but Frodo's presence seemed so much more inviting. Her long hair was hidden well under the cloak, Frodo had only seen it once but he had known it was Lyavain. "I was intending to leave before you entered my presence today Master Baggins. But it seems that you are much more punctuated then I remember," Her smile showed soon after that though the shadow of the large hood had covered her angelic maw, "Frodo, they must not know my name, as of now I have no name only the darkness knows it. They must not know." She said quickly, closing the gap between them and lowering herself to his level. "I know you do not understand. But you will soon." She said nodding to behind him.

Frodo turned to make eye contact with the group of four padding down the hill, Aragorn had been spending much time with the hobbits since the council, he found them entertaining and very interesting to watch. In addition to them being very amusing creatures with their stories of adventures in the Shire, all in which she had witnessed before. "Where is the wolf?" Samwise asked looking around with a confused expression. Apparently they hadn't taken notice to the new creature in their presence.

"She has gone to mourn." Lyavain mused quietly as she stood to her full height, her expression was hidden, but her voice was laced with sorrow.

"Mourn?" Frodo questioned, a look of worry crossed his face.

"Yes, Mourn Master Hobbit." The she-wolf said quietly stepping back to look at them all. "Mourn the loss of many things; this day seems to curse her repeatedly. Over her years." She said softly patting Frodo's head, looking up to Aragorn; the human did not seem convinced but asked no questions.

"Things? What kind of things? Who are you?" Pippin squeaked quickly not considering as the other hobbits started asking. Only Frodo stood silently awaiting a response from the creature he cared so much about.

Her eyes fell to Frodo a tear slipped from her eye and landed softly on the hand which was folded in front of her body. "Her makers, her city, all the years spent locked away under the city she loved. All her emotions. Everything. She mourns the loss of feeling, loved." She said quietly her hand rested on Frodo's shoulder with a small smile. "The Black Wolf of Gondolin is much older than you think young hobbits." The only thing that could be seen was those piercing Azure eyes.

"Put your hood down." Aragorn spoke finally. Gently as he stepped forward his eyes locking with Ava's.

"I will not, Lord Aragorn." She said in an all knowing voice, she soon turned and started to walk. "I will rupture the future if I do." She said softly with a small smile back at the creatures, the sun hit so they could just barely see her face. "I will not risk losing what I will gain." Her voice was almost venomous as she spoke, a small smile on her face. "Fear not for your wolf, she will be ready for your adventure to begin tomorrow. She needs to be alone for the morning." Ava's words were quiet yet stern, and Frodo looked back at his friends.

"Come, let us prepare for our feast tonight, and departure for tomorrow." Frodo said with a smile taking Pippin and Samwise by the hands and leading them away.

Merry stared at the back of Ava's head in wonder but soon turned and fallowed after Frodo it was Aragorn who did not move from where he was standing. She moved quickly, only to hear him fallow her, she continued moving until she was atop the great hill, and a small patch of graves lay in the undying city of Rivendell. The grass was grown over the few, except for one, a soft white marble stone that looked not old so old as the rest. Not aged or weathered. She was almost angered that Aragorn had fallowed her the whole way to the very top of the mountain. That was until he spoke.

"Is it true that the wolf is not really what she says?" He questioned lightly, "Legolas talked of myths and legends of a child who was both a beast and an Elf." He was clearly interested, but it was not time for them to know, it wasn't time, if one knew they all would know soon enough.

"Aragorn, son of Arathorn. In due time you will see, she will tell you in her own time." Her voice was drawn out, as she turned to face him stepping towards the male with a long stride and light footfalls she was almost silent as she moved. "You will soon be in more charge then you have been, Ranger of the north." She was painting pictures with her words, creating puzzles to confuse the man. "When the option is given, when all hope fades, take charge." She was close to him, in his face almost. "You witnessed the vision the wolf had; you know the tragedy that will fall. Take charge. Those who are close to you and respect you will fallow. Never give up hope, even when it seems all is lost." Her words were soft as they watched one another, her bright azure eyes locked with his pale grey eyes. "You are afraid. Of your past, that it will come to haunt you. That you will be weak like Isildur." Her voice all knowing once again as she smiled at his confusion. "Do not fear. You are not he; you are not the one who failed." Her voice just a whisper they were so close she knew he could hear her.

"Why do you talk as if you know? As if you are a shadow on the wall, or a rat with in my household? How do you know this to be true?" He was clearly angered, but he was speaking calmly. "The same blood runs through my veins, the same weakness. I do not want to fail the hobbits; I do not wish to fail myself. But I am of the race of men, we are weaker in all was."

It always amazed him how such a great man, who could control his temper in almost all situations could doubt his self so. "You are not he Aragorn, you are much stronger." She smiled slightly before nodding to him, taking a step back. "I cannot tell you of the future milord, but I can assure you," she paused standing in front of the newer stone.

Her eyes stuck on the name, the name of her mother, and the name of her father. The people of Gondolin would not allow them to be buried on their soil, but Lord Elrond had been so kind to allow the use of their cavern in the mountain. She was thankful beyond the knowledge of the Lord himself, "You are not like any middle earth as birthed. In all her years you interest the wolf more then she lets on." She scoffed quietly turning to look at the man with a spark of mischief in her eyes. "It scares her. Just like this stone scares her, the stone of the creatures who bore her onto this world. So unwanted by others, she hates everything about herself yet loves it all the same. Do not turn away from her Milord. She loathes Boromir for reasons which she cannot speak of." She was adamant.

She stopped speaking, kneeling down to the stone as she brushed it quietly and gently with her fingers. It only took a few moments before Aragorn soon left, confused, and angry with the stranger whom spoke like she knew the world, and it's orders. He was frustrated, though the composition of his face did not show. He couldn't help but curse himself, and the woman, he had hardly even caught a look of her façade, only of her eyes. Those frighteningly similar eyes, He recognized them from somewhere yet he could not pin down the location. He was so focused on his thoughts he almost did not hear the sad song coming from the mountain. The song that stopped almost all of Rivendell stopped to listen, a few who had lost their friends or family started to join in the song, though most did not sing such a song above a whisper. For the language of the beasts was not to be spoken in the city limits. They seemed hesitant, even the hobbits stopped their rough housing to listen. All went silent, from the horses in the stable, to the quiet daughter of the Lord.

It was Frodo who disturbed her this time; she continued the song though took great notice to him. "Your human friend knows much, Frodo Baggins, soon I will need your help." Her eyes drifted to him slowly the language singing the song of death escaped her lips still, her hood pulled down as she sang. "My existence will be questioned by the human, the one who wants the Ring. Do not let him command me anything. If he does and I start to tremble do not allow it to go any further. Speak the first command to me that comes to mind." She knew that changing the future was bad in some ways. But this time she was saving another, another future that needed to pass. It was important, more important than any other future she prevented.

Slowly her song came to a close and she walked towards Frodo pulling the hood up and taking his hand gently. They scaled the mountain back to her den they were alone, conversations seemed to flow naturally, he finally asked of her family, asked of her past and dug into the reason she still had her chains. He wanted to know, and she wanted to tell. Their conversations led to the song of the dead, which she translated to common tongue. They talked until well past nightfall when Pippin and Merry started calling for him to come join the feasting. She lifted her hand and waved a farewell telling him she would join him in her other form soon. And she vanished, stripping from her clothing in the silence, shifting violently and painfully to her wolven form before running towards the main hull. She would be avoiding the humans until she had no choice.

But when had she really ever had one?

*Hope you liked it R&R please! I need ideas and encouragement! Their adventures are just about to begin! I'll be updating again either tonight or early tomorrow! Be waiting my loves!- Ze*