The dwarf and the elf pt1 ( killi fanfic)

Prologue 

~where it all began~

     The sounds of war echoed  in the air. Among the warfare there was a beautiful female elf. Next to her a strong almost statue like male elf. They had came on the latest ship from Valinor. Elves in the thousands came. Middle earth was at its first brink of war. Lord Elrond barely had begun his rain over Rivendell. As well as the other elven kingdoms. Another was also present within middle earth. He went by many names however I will call him Gandalf Greyhame

       After some great time of fighting, the 2 elves I discussed earlier had fallen into shadow. They had no other family. This brings our story to Rivendell. Where one of the first of many councils of Elrond was held. "Friends we gather here to do discuss an urgent matter. As you all very well know, there is a prophecy. It was to be fulfilled through a child of middle earth. That child has been found. It is with great sorrow and pain to say that the child's parents have fallen. The matter we discuss is whom shall become her guardian." Spoke a younger Elrond in a booming voice.

      "Where  is the girl now?" Asked the current prince of Mirkwood. He would grow to be King Thranduil. He was in his earliest part of training to be a king. He hadn't even met his queen. Alongside him would be his lifelong friend and second hand, when it came to Royal duties. Though nobody knew it yet that man would be the father of the next prophecy written, but that is a story for another time.

" The girl is here safe being watched over." Answered the young Elrond.
" What would happen if nobody can take her?" Questioned a representative of a foreign elf kingdom.
"Then middle earth would lose a savior and thousands die." Responded Gandalf sharply. With his comment argument broke out within the council. About 20 minutes  latter a
Gandalf had enough.

    "SILENCE! Your bickering is that of children. If none of you are willing to take the savior of middle earth, then I will I will raise her!" He stood. When he was sent to earth, he had the appearance of an older man, but did not yet have his signature, long beard and white robes. His hair still had dark black within fairly long, but nothing of what he is known for. He could take care of her, although the business wizards is no place to raise a child.  
   
    " What qualities do you have that you are  able to raise a child?"asked the Mirkwood prince.    
     " I have none but middle earth will need her and I believe she will need to be educated,she will not know how to use her powers regardless of where she goes. You all at some point will ask to seek my counsel in teaching her, so why not have me be her guardian. It would save all of you time." He finished, Some more argument passed till finally a representative from Lorien spoke.

"Gandalf if you are to raise her, you must ensure she does not die meaning she cannot fall in love or die in battle. You also must ensure she has a safe place to grow up. It is best that she grows up away from Elven realms anyway. But we will require you to make sure she has knowledge of every part of middle earth, and beyond can you do it?" Asked the elf.
    " I believe I can."
    The council was adjourned. Gandalf now had to play the part as guardian. The young Elrond lead him to the room where the girl was kept.

"What is her name?" Asked Gandalf as he looked into the cradle. Inside the white hand carved cradle with swans and stars engraved along the legs,with a silk sheer curtain there lay the small Elven child she had light brown fuzz and was fast asleep.     
       "Her name is Sílrien but I think that it would be best to have her go by a different name. My staff have called her Carnen ." The lord Elrond said
"Would you like to hold her?" Asked one of the caretakers in the room. Because she was such an important child,They were many keeping her company protecting her. Gandalf nodded in agreement.  One of the caretakers scooped up the baby gently and carefully placed the baby in his arms. As he held her a new emotion came to him. It was different than anything he had ever felt before. He was holding a savior.

Somethings so small, so innocent unknowing of the dangers, and yet he got to hold her. A tear rolled down his cheek. He was going to protect her with all his power, no matter what everything he did from this point on was going to be for her. This was his child now, and he was going to love her as if she was his own.    
      " Where are you going to raise her?" Asked Elrond in mild shock at what he had just witnessed.
    " I believe I will spend the summers and fall in the shire , spring and winter, we shall travel to a kingdom of man, dwarf or elf. I know many things that is true , but I have not the first clue as to how I am going to be any good of a father." Said Gandalf holding the baby tighter but still gentle. "Carnen and yourself are always welcome here." Said Elrond.

For the next 2 ages Gandalf would take care of her. Together they roamed the lands of middle earth. Of course when she was still a child they had mainly stayed in the Shire and Rivendell. War of course ended and travel would be safe. Or at least safe enough to travel. She was a fast running, quick with her tongue, and could wield a sword better than any man or Elf by the human age of 14(she was actually thousands of years old but looked 14). Sadly at the human age of 17 her powers were taken. See as she grew older Gandalf gave her more freedom. With that freedom her power was taken from her by a fellow you shall hear about latter on and the prophecy rewritten. With her duty's of a savior gone she learned to track the wild.

       When she was still a child before her powers were taken, if Gandalf had to go somewhere she could not, she would stay in Rivendell, Lorian or with a special picked human family in the capital of Gondor. She loved the way she lived. She loved never staying in one place. But there was something always missing. She had been taught that she could not fall in love. If she had true love for someone and they died she would fade that could not happen. But now at the human age of 23( 8,213, she looks 23 in normal times) there was something empty in her soul.

It took many weeks but she regained strength. Her  power was passed into the new generation. How? Do not ask me no one quite  knows. Still all eyes were upon her. Everybody  whispered about her, but that soon faded. Now she would be a ranger and still a great ally to middle earth. As she aged it would be months on end till she saw Gandalf. Though she loved him, like a father. She knew Elrond and the other wizards of middle earth as almost uncles she was still completely alone.