Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! I got my very first flame ever!!!!!!!! A round of applause please!!!!!!!
*takes out very long acceptance speech notes*
Lol. Anyway as you might have guessed I got my first flame a few days ago. When I first chose to write out this story I knew a lot of people wouldn't like it because of how popular and different both of these books and movies are, and because of how passionate both fan groups are. And to be perfectly honest I don't care. I wrote this story for me because I wanted to see where the idea would take me and to see if anybody else might get something out of it. Not to make complete strangers like me.
I was laughing the whole time I was reading the flame. So if you don't like this story and want to tell me go right ahead. But if you expect me to get misty eyed, delete the story, and run into a dark corner to weep you are very wrong.
If you do like my idea and want to tell me go right ahead. I always like to hear that people are getting something out of things I spend time on.
Also if I get some of the more technical details wrong I'm sorry. I'm a fan of both things (lord of the rings and twilight) but I don't claim to be an expert on either one.
Thanks.
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Bella POV (she's an elf by the way; I couldn't find a clever way to put that in so I'll just add it up here haha.)
Another golden morning dawned across the eastern skies of Rivendell. I stood by the open door and watched the sun light up all the dark places left behind by the night.
Edward was still asleep behind me, much to his dismay I'm sure. He hated to 'waste his time' as he put it. I understood how he felt, I had always been nomadic, it was practically my occupation. And he was a member of the Dunedain, we trekked the world together, every great experience there was to have we wanted to share between the two of us. We had seen the great mountains, explored middle earths most haunting forests, and fought bravely in many wars, side by side each time.
I have witnessed a great many things in my long years, I have seen some things that I do not care to remember, and I have forgotten things I did not wish to dismiss from my memory.
The world had changed so much in the time that I had been on it, and I had an uneasy feeling in my heart that it was going to change once again. I couldn't explain the feeling precisely, it was like a strange feeling of dread hanging just on the corners of my mind, gently reminding me that it was there but never making itself fully known. It both frightened and puzzled me.
I heard Edward groan and roll over, pulling me from my thoughts. I threw him a sideways glance as he came out of his long slumber. He yawned loudly and ran a hand over the stubble on his face. I couldn't help but smirk at him; he always claimed that he was not tired when I knew full-well that he was exhausted. Finally he dragged his eyes open; he surveyed the room for a moment before letting his gaze rest on me.
" Hello, love." He greeted his voice still thick with sleep. I finally turned away from him to look out the doorway once again.
"Good morning Edward." I replied.
"It's morning already? I slept all through yesterday?" He inquired, horrified. I heard him sit up on the bed, I just nodded slowly.
"Why didn't you wake me?" He asked softly.
"You were long overdue for some rest. And we had nothing planned yesterday anyway." I said.
"But you must have been bored."He said, sounding upset at the fact that I had been bored.
I rolled my eyes, though he couldn't see, and laughed.
"Heaven forbid that I be bored." I said sarcastically, turning around to face him. I strode over to the bed and sat just on the edge. Instantly Edward took my hand.
I looked at his face; some of his auburn hair was falling into his eyes. Gently I reached out and pushed it back. We sat and looked into each other's eyes for an immeasurable amount of time.
I finally sighed softly and spoke again. "I wasn't bored anyway. I'm perfectly content to watch you sleep."
"Are you?" He asked, I nodded softly.
"You're content to listen to me snore?" He asked jokingly, amusement shining deep into his eyes. I smiled brightly back at him.
. . .
Hours later we stood in the main hall talking with some old friends. We had arrived early in the day yesterday and I had insisted that we go to our quarters and that Edward rested before we did anything.
I looked to Edward, his bright emerald eyes shining with joy, and I knew he was glad to be home.
We had called many places home before, but I knew this was truly his favourite place to be. This is where his mother took him before she was killed when he was still just an infant. She knew he would be safe here, among the elves.
I had met him once when he was still a child, he couldn't have been older than seven. I had been passing through for the first time in a very long time, when I noticed him crying by a fountain by himself. Curious, I approached him and asked him what was wrong. After a few sniffles he told me that he was lost. He was an adorable child. Polite and shy. I remember being slightly confused as to why an infant human child was living in Rivendell, but nevertheless I had smiled at him and told him I would take him back into the city.
I smiled remembering how grateful he had been; carefully I had placed him on my horse and taken him to the main halls, hoping to find out who his care taker was from there. On the way there I had spoken to him and learned many things about him. I, in turn, shared as much as I could with him. I held his hand as I took him into the building when we had finally arrived. As soon as I had opened the door Amelia, a younger elf that had been living here for a few hundred years, had gasped and run forward to take him. Then she started to speak so fast I could barely understand her. She alternated between scolding him, thanking me, and telling him how worried she was.
I had just nodded and responded politely. When she finally ended her rant, I gently let go of the then-unknown child and turned to leave.
He had seemed horrified that I was going to leave. He came running after me and asked me where I was going. I had smiled and told him I was just passing through. This seemed to upset him and he started to cry. I had kneeled down onto the floor and gently wiped his tears away.
"Why are you crying?" I asked him, I didn't like to see him cry, it sent pangs of pain through my heart with every tear that fell off of his face.
"I don't want you to go." He told me tearfully.
"Oh." I was slightly at a loss of what to say. This beautiful human boy who I had just barely met didn't want me to leave.
"Well don't worry. I'll be back eventually." I said, just trying to placate him.
"You will?" He asked.
"Yes I will. I promise." I told him rashly.
Finally he smiled and stopped crying. His eyes brightened and he hugged me.
"I'm Edward." He said after he pulled away and that was when I realized that in the whole time we had been talking I had never asked him his name and he had never asked mine. He then he handed out his hand politely for me to shake. I laughed and took his hand.
"I'm Bella." I said, still unable to stop smiling.
"Pretty." He said, not letting go of my hand.
"Okay Edward, I have to go now. But I'll come back soon." I told him. His smile dropped a little but he didn't start to cry again.
"Okay." He relented. I let go of his hand and kissed him gently on the forehead, before turning around and heading back to my horse.
"Bella!" I heard his tiny voice cry out. I turned around to see him running toward me. He stopped at my feet and I kneeled down to him once again.
And then he did the most adorable thing I had ever seen a child do.
"Be careful and come back fast." He told me, then he carefully kissed my cheek.
I hadn't returned like I had promised, and I had always felt bad about it but I knew that I shouldn't involve myself with him. I moved on from place to place so quickly. I couldn't just pop in and out of his life.
But then something happened, I had gone back to Rivendell almost twenty years after the last time I had been there, and he had remembered me. This much older version of Edward was strikingly handsome and very intelligent. We had stayed together the whole time I had been there and he had gotten jokingly mad that I had lied to him. I had told him that I was sorry and then told him my reasoning for lying.
He had asked me about the places I had been and all the things I had seen, he asked me about my past, my interests, my preferences, anything he could think of I'm sure. And I told him.
He in turn told me everything about himself. And we had eventually learned about our feelings for each other. And when I left Rivendell months after arriving, he came with me.
I smiled at the thought, and Edward seemed to take notice.
"What is it?" He asked, returning my wistful smile with his own curious one.
"Ile."(You.) I told him. He just smiled wider at me, and we continued walking and greeted old friends and new acquaintances.
. . .
Later we had returned to our room, and were enjoying the quiet night together.
Occasionally one of us would speak, but there was not much that needed to be said in the peace of the night.
I had noticed the strange, dreadful feeling start to intensify. Now it was an almost painful ache in my head and chest. I had just kept trying to ignore it, but it was starting to go beyond the point of being able to pass off as nothing.
I saw Edward eyeing me warily, and every once and a while he would ask if I was alright. I always answered with a smile and a nod.
We stayed in silence for a while longer. But I started to feel even stranger. I felt as if someone or something was watching me. Something evil.
I was suddenly struck with a sickening feeling in the pick of my stomach. I felt all of my insides twist and clench. My hand instantly flew to my stomach and I couldn't keep the cry of pain from escaping on my lips.
Edward was across the room and in front of me in an instant. He had his hands on my face asking me what was wrong, but before I could answer I faded away from reality.
In my vision I saw a boy with a shy smile and a chubby face. But when I looked closer I realized that he wasn't a boy, but a hobbit. He was sitting at a table watching some of his friends dancing, and then he looked across the room and saw an old man step onto a podium and start speaking.
He told them he was leaving them. He said a quiet goodbye and then suddenly vanished. It seemed as though he disintegrated into thin air.
The vision changed again.
It was the same hobbit, talking to an older looking man. The man gave him a golden ring that the boy studied curiously.
I had recognized both the man and the golden ring, but I refused to let my mind make assumptions. I would have to research this. But before I could think anymore about these plans I was pulled into yet another vision.
It was the same boy again, but he was on top of a rocky hill. He was completely surrounded by tall creatures in billowy black cloaks. Their faces dark.
No! My mind screamed. I knew these creatures, I could hardly believe what I was seeing.
The next thing I saw frightened me so much I was paralyzed in my own mind.
I saw an eye, lidless, burning on top of a tall spiked tower. The Great Eye of Calean.
Slowly my mind started to resurface. I could hear Edward yelling at me, but I couldn't answer him just yet.
He called my name in anguish once again, and this time my body finally responded to him with a gasp.
"Bella!" He yelled, relieved. But I couldn't speak. Better yet, I couldn't breathe. My body was still locked down with fear. I had heard distant rumours that the Dark Lord was alive, but I had never believed any of them. I had written them off as silly stories that were told at parties to impress the guests. I had never even toyed with the idea that they were true.
"Bella what's going on? What did you see?" Edward asked. It was very rare that I had visions, it was a gift passed to me from my father, but he hadn't mastered the art so it was very weak.
"Amin elea...amin elea..." ( I see...I see... ) I said, unable to get the words out, even in my own tongue.
"Man cenich?" ( What do you see? ) He asked me gently, his hands gently smoothing over my face, trying to calm me. I knew I would never get the words out that I wanted to, and the common tongue seemed to fail me at this point so I told him the only sentence my mind could coherently form at the moment.
"Anim caela a' auta" ( I must go. )
At first I did not think that he had heard me correctly. He just seemed to stare at me for a moment before he nodded and turned away from me. He got a sack that was hanging on the wall and started to fill it with necessities. I narrowed my eyes at him, still breathing heavily.
"Mani naa lle umien?" ( What are you doing? ) I asked him. He didn't stop moving about the room gathering things for a journey.
He ignored my question and asked me one of his own.
"Iire lye auta?" ( When do we leave? )
Then I understood what he was doing. He thought he was coming with me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
"Lle uuma dan yassen amin." ( You cannot come with me. )
He stopped moving and became completely still for a moment. My words hung in the air for a few moments before he finally spoke again.
"Mani?" ( What? )
"Tella ier sem gothe amin caela a'tlotha." ( There are some things that I must see to. ) I told him.
"Lye solaer elea sen tela alye'." ( We will see them done together. ) He insisted, but I knew that he could not come where I was going. It would be too dangerous for him. I would have to travel to Minas Tirith. I knew very well that the king there was in possession of one of the lost seeing stones. And if he knew of Edward and his lineage that would not be very good if the things I had seen turned out to mean what I thought they meant.
"Edward, seas lasten." ( Please listen. )
He looked like he was going to object for a moment, before he finally closed his mouth into a grim line and nodded for me to continue.
"Wanwa lle caela a'tlotha semgotha ten amin." ( While I am gone you must do something for me. )
" Amin naa lle nai." ( I am yours to command. ) He told me with an intense emotion burning in his eyes.
I took a deep breath once again before I spoke.
"I saw a boy, a hobbit actually. He carries something that is very dangerous. I need you to find this boy. A friend of mine might be with him." I told him.
He looked confused for a moment.
"How do I know who he is? Or where to look for him?" he asked me.
"Go east from here, and make for the village of Bree. Most hobbits dwell there or in the shire. Believe me, when you meet him you will know he is the one that I speak of."
He nodded slowly, somewhere deep inside me I was glad that he trusted me so much. No other man would go out into the strange places of the world just because his wife asked him to.
"Where will you go?" He said. I could tell he was worried about me, but he needn't be. I was only going to Minas Tirith to do some research. If I found out what I had seen was false, I would find Edward myself and take him home.
I smiled softly. "I'm afraid your journey might be more perilous than mine. I will go to Minas Tirith. And then I must see some old friends, they are very wise. If what I have seen is true then... then they'll know what to do."
He nodded. "What is it that you saw?" he asked me carefully.
I got up off the bed carefully, he lurched forward to steady me when I started to sway slightly.
I started to pack a back for myself, and for him. And while I packed I told him all about what I had witnessed.
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Edwards POV
"Nai tiruvantel ar varyuvantel i Valar tielyanna nu vilya!" ( May the Valar protect you on your path under the sky! ) The Lord of Rivendell called out to Bella after I had helped her onto her horse.
I was to leave when Bella sent a note to me. She had promised me she would as soon as she was finished with her research and seeing her old mentors.
And now she was before me, in a deep green flowing dress, with her hair a curly perfect mane, looking down at me with her beautiful brown orbs.
She leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead. "Namarie A'maelamin." ( Farewell, my beloved. ) she whispered softly in my ear.
I looked back up at her and smiled.
" Sig varna ar'nelleck n'alaquel soqua." ( Be safe and come back fast. ) I said to her and then kissed her on the cheek, just as I had done when we had first met. Then I added "Amin mela lle." ( I love you. )
She smiled, returned my love and then turned to leave, but just before she did she reached her slender palm out towards me and dragged it slowly across my cheek. I held it there for a moment before kissing it.
She smiled softly once more before gently taking her palm back, and kicking the horse. Immediately her horse broke into a fast gallop, leaving a dust trail behind her as she went.
HOLY BORING CHAPTER ALERT!!!!!
Lol. Bet I just ruined the sweet moment with that huh? Lmao. Anywho, this is probably all I will add to this for a while.
Have any questions? Liked It? Hated it? Don't get it? Feel the need to tell me? Go right ahead friends. :D
(By the way the bold stuff is them speaking elvish. You wouldn't believe how hard it is to translate all that stuff from English to Elvish. THANK GOD FOR GEEK WEBSITES!!!! HUZZAHH!)
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