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P.S. This is now officially an AU
Anything in elvish will be in bold
(Rose's Pov)
I spin around at the elfin swearing. Behind me is a tall grey haired elleth, with eyes that are almost all black with purple pupils.
"Who and what are you?" I ask in Sindarin, when the strange elleth just tilts her head to the side I ask again this time in Queya also known as High elvish.
"Speak Westron mortal. I still don't understand the languages of elves even after 300 years among them." It sneers at me in a way that reminds me of Alan Rickman playing the part of Snape in the Harry Potter series.
"Who and What are you?"
"I am Aubrey and I am one of the snomed. My people are no more, and I am the last of my kind. You are one of the seven slegna my prophecy foretold the coming of. You and your friends will rewrite the future of this middle-earth."
"You still have not told me what you are for I don't know what a snomed is." I say purposely ignoring the elleth's last two sentences.
"Your kind know mine as Oracles and or Prophets."
"If you are a prophet than what is this," I hold up the book, "all about?"
"This is where I write and place all the prophecies that plague me. The book in your hand is the prophecy about the fate that you and your friends share. If you look at the back of the book you will see that the pages are blank. The book rights itself as your journey goes on."
"Is there a version of this that can be told to me aloud? Like the prophecy about the king of silver fountains?"
"Yes earthling there is."
"May I hear it?"
"Knowledge can be a heavy burden, as you already know. Do you really wish to be burdened further?"
"Yes because my reason is this. While knowledge can be a burden, so to can be armor. Knowledge is my armor for it protects me from many things."
"Well said daughter of men. Wisdom suits you but the wise are not always smart."
"Where wisdom fails logic and common sense may prevail. I do not have to be a genius to use logic and common sense. If you kind are called the snomed and that means oracle or prophet what does slegna mean?"
"Slegna does not translate into Westeron, child. But it literally means 'one with magic blood'. You and your friends are all very special, magical. Another two of your friends are here in middle earth but only one is slegna. The other turned into a talking animal and resides with the elf king Thranduil."
"Who is the other Slegna?"
"You once knew her as Bailey. Here she is called Sabriel Morwen."
"Mine Dark? What has she done to earn herself that name?"
(Sabriel Morwen Pov)
"Kill! Kill! Kill her! Kill the dark one!" The goblins that surround me chant. I sigh and focus on a larger brute standing close to the edge of the platform. I envision it rising into the air slowly and moving to hover over the empty space beneath this pile of sticks that make up the platform. Then I imagine it dropping. I open my eyes to the foul things screams as it falls to its death. I can feel a wicked smile grace my face, I have just found my ticket out of this reeking pit.
(Rose's Pov)
The snomed in front of me begins to shake and tremble. Behind me something starts to glow, I turn to see two books have opened their pages. As I watch words appear across the pages. One of the books is the one I was reading earlier.
(Sabriel Morwen Pov)
I imagine myself flying back the way these foul creatures brought me, back up the shaft that leads to the cave where I was resting and alighting on the rock near the front of the cage. I smell fresh mountain air and open my eyes.
"Ah take that you pus filled cankers! No one can hold me." I yell out to the world and image that my words reached the ears of the goblins below and smile maliciously. None will be able to stand in my way, no orc will hurt me, nor any goblin, warg, troll, or wraith. I am in Middle earth and though Sabriel Morwen means mine dark, I shall fight for the light.
(Rose's Pov)
'Ah good old Bailey she would figure out her powers right away. I need to figure out mine before we reach the misty mountains. Sami has figured out her powers. Ash, Macy, Alex, and Chuck still need to figure things out.'
"Your right Elemental, you do need to figure your powers out before you reach the mountains. I shall help you. Bring your friends to the training fields at an hour before dusk and bring the three durins and the bald dwarf with tattoos rather than hair with you. They need to see this for their future is closely tied to your own."
With that the snomed left me standing dumbstruck in the middle of Lord Elrond's library. I looked out the window, and saw that judging by where the sun stood in the sky I had only an hour to find those I needed to and get to the training fields. I started in the infirmary where I found Ashley, Macy (who was now awake), Alex, Fili and Kili. None of them knew where Chuck was and the two brother said that they thought that Sami was with Dwalin and Thorin, already on the training fields. I told them all to go to the training fields and wait there for me. I had to find Charlie. Next I checked the kitchen. The cook was in there and when I tried to ask him in westron where Chuck was he just gave me a strange look. I sighed and tried again in elvish.
"Honored cook have you seen a tall man with blonde hair and wearing weird clothes?"
"Yes he went down the paths to the scholars' home."
"Thank you mellomin."
I rushed out of the kitchen, grabbing a bread roll on my way out and ran for the home of scholars. I had only fifteen more minutes to find that big oaf. I found him making his way back the way I had just come.
"Charles Branter! You get your ass over here this instant! We need to be at the training fields in less than ten minutes!" I say, my tone harsher than I meant it to be.
"Okay! Okay, just calm down."
Since I didn't think the six-foot tall man was moving fast enough, I jumped and grabbed him by the ear and start pulling him towards the training field while he whines the whole way.
We make it to the training field with minutes to spare and see Thorin, Dwalin, Sami and the rest already waiting for us.
"Alrighty, Rose what the hell did you want us all here for? I was enjoying the peace of beating Dwalin for the 10th time in a row." Sami growls at me.
"I am." A voice says calmly from behind us. I turn to see the snomed that had told me to gather my friends.
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Elvish used
Sabriel = mine
Morwen = dark
Mellomin = my friend