'Thoughts and flashbacks'
"Language"
" 'Enemy' "
Instead of sitting down, Lance paced in front of his seat, waiting for his sister to arrive. Gandalf arrived with Frodo and had just sat down on one end of the semi circle when Alice walked in, composed yet eyed still slightly red as she relaxed. "Alice!" Lance exclaimed and closed the distance between them as he looked her over for any injuries. Alice gave her older twin a weak smile, a far cry from her ever present bright and carefree smile. "Im tríw, Lance." Alice assured him, knowing that by doing so would worry him further. As the elves and dwarves filed into the seats, the siblings also sat down, taking note of the dwarves quiet chatter and Boromir's glares aimed in Alice's direction. "Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Morder. None can escape it. You will unite, or you will fall. Bring forth the ring, Frodo." Elrond started as Frodo stood and walked to the pedestal in the center of the circle, carefully placing the ring onto its flat surface before quickly walking back to his seat by Gandalf, breathing a relieved sigh as though a wight had just been lifted from his shoulders.
"So it is true..." One voice breathed as another muttered "The doom of man." Murmurs instantly arose from the council as the ring began whispering promises of power and victory to them. Alice and Lance ignored the whisperings however, thinking of anything else that did not include power, resulting in thinking of the pranks they once pulled on their fathers advisors. "In a dream," Boromir started, standing "I saw the eastern sky grow dark. But in the west, a pale light lingered, crying: 'your doom is near at hand. Isildur's Bane is found." He stated as he walked slowly closer to the ring, muttering "Isildur's Bane..." Boromir trailed off, reaching for the one ring. "Boromir!" Elrond yelled as Gandalf gripped his staff and stood abruptly saying "Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul." Dark clouds appeared and fell over the council as Gandalf spoke, the elves closing their eyes and clutching at their heads in pain or will it away by clutching the arms of their chairs.
Gandalf finished and a startled Boromir staggered back into his seat, Elrond looking at the grey wizard in annoyance as he said "Never before has any voice uttered the words of that tongue here, in Imladris!" Angrily. "I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond. For the black speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the west. The ring, is altogether evil!" Gandalf spat the words out as if they were poison, Boromir once again spoke, pointing at the object of discussion "It is a gift! A gift to the foes of Mordor! Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people, are your lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!" "It wasn't just Gondor who kept the enemy at bay." Alice muttered under her breath so that only the elves could hear her. "You cannot wield it. None of us can! The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master!" Aragorn argued, Boromir having stood once more and sent a glare in the ranger's direction.
"What would a ranger know of this matter?" The Gondorion sneered, causing Legolas to stand abruptly from his seat. "This is no mere ranger! He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance!" Legolas said angrily, shocking the Gondorion and half the council "Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?" Boromir asked. "An heir to the throne of Gondor." Legolas added, causing Aragorn to sigh "Havo dad, Legolas." Legolas sat down reluctantly, Boromir doing the same while saying "Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king." "Aragorn is right, we cannot use it." Gandalf stated grimly. "You have but one choice: the ring must be destroyed." Elrond added. A tense silence hung in the air, one of the dwarves stood and asked "Then what are we waiting for?" And picked up his axe, bringing it down on the ring before the axe exploded and the dwarf was flung back, his fellow dwarves going over to help him.
"The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we hear possess. It was made in the fiery depths of Mt. Doom. Only there can it be unmade. One of you must do this." Elrond stated gravely, sighing in exasperation as an argument ensued. The only ones who weren't fighting were Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Aragorn, Alice, Lance, and Frodo. The ring began whispering to Frodo again, prompting him to stand and yell over the loud voices as he spoke "I will take it! I will take it!" Gandalf closed his eyes as he heard Frodo, the voices quieting as Frodo picked up the ring. "I will take the ring to Mordor. Though... I do not know the way." He added nervously, watching as Gandalf sent him an encouraging smile and stood next to him with a hand on his shoulder. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear."
Aragorn stood and walked determinedly to Frodo, kneeling so they were eye to eye "If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword." Gandalf smiled at Elrond knowingly. "And you have my bow." Legolas stood next to Aragorn. "And my axe." Gimli added gruffly. "If this is indeed the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done. You carry the fate of us all little one." "Ha!" A voice exclaimed, Sam jumping out from the bushes to stand next to Frodo with his arms crossed "Mr. Frodo is not going anywhere without me!" "No indeed, it is near impossible to separate you. Even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not." Elrond stated with an amused smile as Sam blushed from embarrassment. "Wait! We're coming too!" Merry and Pippin exclaimed from behind the pillars, causing Elrond to look at them with an incredulous look of shock, Alice trying and failing to stifle a small giggle.
"You'll have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!" Merry continued. "Besides, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission, quest... thing." Pippin added. "Well that rules you out, Pip." Merry replied. In a split second Alice looked at Lance, mentally noting the scene in amusement add hinting to something else, to which he silently agreed with a smile, knowing how stubborn his sister could be. "Nine companions. So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring." Elrond announced, ending the discussion before it became worse. "Great! Where are we going?" Pippin asked, earning amused smiles from the Fellowship, laughs from Alice and Lance, and an exasperated look from Merry. After the council, Lance stayed behind to walk with his sister to find Arwen with the Fellowship to get to know each other.
Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.- One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
Im tríw- I'm fine
Havo dad- Sit down