Okay, so here is the next chapter. Like most of the previous chapters, it's kind of short. My apologies.
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Chapter 6: The Last One
Dear Lord Elrond of Imladris,
I fear the situation with the Elenmîr has become dire. The bearer of the Lasgîl appeared in the forests of Mirkwood just this day, but it was said that she had been chased by orcs.
The Dark Lord knows about the Elenmîr's return and will do anything to capture the knowledge that they hold. You must hurry and find them before the shadow does.
Farewell,
Thranduil, King of Mirkwood
Elrond sighed as he read the letter. If what Thranduil had said was true, then the Elenmîr were in grave danger. They must learn of their destiny immediately, Elrond mused, or they will not be able to ward off the shadow that pursues them.
Galadriel's voice rang through his mind. Only one is left that needs to return, she stated. The Duingîl still remains in the other realm. We must find its bearer before the darkness does.
~o*o*o*o~
Christian Rivera, Ryan Thompson, Jacob Howe, and Chase Barnes walked cheerfully down the sidewalk. It was a Friday afternoon, and the four of them were headed to the park for a game of basketball.
"This is going to be so awesome!" Christian cheered, dribbling the basketball a few times. Basketball was his favorite sport, and he loved playing it every chance he got.
Ryan nodded his head. "Yep! And the best part is, I don't have any homework this weekend."
Jacob made a face. "Lucky! I have this huge project I have to do for Mrs. Edwards."
"Man," Chase sighed. "I have to do that project too."
Ryan opened his mouth to tease the two of them, but he was cut off by the sudden growls in the distance.
"Uh, guys, what are those?" Christian asked, pointing towards the crest of the street they were walking along. There, atop the hill, stood four furry…things. They seemed at least five feet tall, with golden hair that bristled up the muscular humps on their backs. Upon each rode a small figure.
"Do you think they're dogs?" Jacob suggested.
Ryan shook his head, his eyes fearful. "I don't think they're just dogs."
Chase's eyes widened as he realized what those creatures were. "They're wargs!"
"Wargs?" Ryan, Christian, and Jacob chorused, confused.
"They're like demonic wolves." Chase froze as the wargs began charging down the hill. "Look, no time to explain, just RUN!"
Christian, Ryan, and Jacob didn't hesitate and immediately began sprinting down the sidewalk, closely followed by Chase. But with each step they took, the snarls of the wargs got louder and closer. Eventually, the four reached the park.
"Into the trees!" Chase shouted. The four plunged into the thicket on the border of the park, tearing through the woods as fast as they could.
Finally, Chase stopped, gasping for breath. I think we lost them, he thought to himself, too tired to form words. A snarl in the distance told him otherwise. Chase quickly leapt into the nearest tree, scrambling into its branches.
A large warg entered the small clearing. The creature was larger than Chase had imagined, bigger than the lions he had seen at the zoo. Upon its back rode another creature that Chase thought wasn't supposed to exist: an orc.
The warg paused, sniffing the air. The orc dismounted, staring around at the trees. Chase froze, trying to be as still and silent as possible.
The orc and the warg seemed to stand in that clearing for ages. Finally, the orc swung up onto the warg. "There's no Star-Child here," the orc muttered. "No shiny crystal stars in sight." The warg snarled in agreement before wheeling around and striding out of the clearing.
Chase didn't come out of his hiding spot until the sounds of the warg's breathing and soft footsteps were well out of earshot. Wonder why they were looking for this, he pondered, staring down at the sapphire star necklace that had slipped out from beneath his shirt.
Chase walked for a few minutes, searching for his friends. "Hey, Christian!" he called.
No answer.
"Christian?" he tried again. Still nothing.
"Ryan? Jacob?"
No one answered him. Chase cursed inwardly. I must've lost them as we were running.
Chase began walking in a general direction, hoping that the park was that way. Unfortunately, he was only met by more trees. Great, he thought. Now I'm lost.
A voice suddenly broke through his musings. Chase.
"Who's there?" Chase asked, staring around at the trees worriedly.
Do not fear, the voice assured him. I have come to bring you out of danger. A lady stepped out from among the trees. She was clad in white, and her long blonde hair fell in waves over her back.
Despite never having met her before, Chase immediately knew who she was. "Galadriel," he breathed.
"Indeed," Galadriel nodded.
Chase looked up at the great Elven lady in amazement. But isn't she just fiction? he thought. Along with the wargs and the orcs?
"I am afraid not, young one," Galadriel stated, having heard Chase's thoughts. "All will be explained in due time. Come now, we must hurry."
Chase stepped towards her, the deep blue star pendant around his neck softly glowing. The edges of his vision began to grow hazy with a white light until all he could see was Galadriel standing in front of him. "Take my hand, Chase," she instructed. Chase did so, and slowly, everything became brighter, filling his vision with the brilliant white glow.
Soon, the light began to fade away, revealing a large forest filled with silver trees. Chase and Galadriel were standing on a huge platform in one of trees. Everything around them seemed to glow with a faint light.
"Welcome, Chase, to Lothlórien."
Chase stared around in wonder. The wood was even more magnificent than Tolkien had described it to be! "Wow," he murmured.
Galadriel laughed lightly. "It is indeed beautiful," she agreed. "But go now and rest. Night had already fallen here."
Chase nodded and began descending down to the forest floor. As he passed by a small pane of decorative glass, he froze. Yes, that was indeed his reflection in the glass, with his short dark hair and deep blue eyes. But his ears… Chase reached up, feeling his ears. No, he hadn't seen wrong. His ears were pointed!
I'm an elf! he exclaimed to himself. Well, this certainly has been a very interesting day.
~o*o*o*o~
A wide, flat plain stretched towards the horizon. In the east, the sky was dimming, enveloping the stars one by one. But in the north and the west, five stars remained. One shone a vivid purple. Another sparkled pure white. One gave off a vibrant orange glow, and two more shone bright green and deep blue. A voice rang out in the distance:
The Order of Legend must join together once more
The Elenmir, the Star Jewels, thought only to be lore.
One shall come from Rohirric glen,
Another shall come from Gondorian men
One hails from Mirkwood, its dark forests deep,
One from Imladris, where there is still peace
And last, a Dúnadan, whose race is falling
They travel to Rivendell to answer fate's calling.
With knowledge of Arda gained from another world,
They shall stand strong as the shadow is unfurled.
In Middle-Earth, five children awoke, each experiencing the same dream. And all had an idea of what was to happen next.
Okay, so if any of you were wondering why Chase didn't pass out upon entry into Middle-Earth and why he came to Lothlórien instead of the home of his ancestors, it was all because of Galadriel's intervention. Since she came to Chase, she used some of her own magic to help bring him to Middle-Earth, which allowed for Chase to retain consciousness. She also brought him to Lothlórien instead of the home of his ancestors, which, in case any of you didn't know, is Rivendell. I couldn't really explain this in the story, so I just put it down here.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Like always, please review! It makes me happy! :D