The Fellowship of the Ring (Finished but Editing)

The Shattered Blade

"Bre! Bre! You must wake up! People have come to Rivendell!" Caleniel stood over me.

I groaned and rolled over in my covers. "People come and go all the time." I yawned. "This is no different."

"That's precisely it. They're different. These people are different from everyone else that has passed through here."

I sat up slowly and grabbed my brush. "Well, one of them better be a king." I felt around my head and felt my stray blond hair smooth out as I brushed it.

Caleniel smiled to herself.

I paused. "Is there one amoung them?"

Caleniel walked toward the door. "You're lucky we found magic to make you your normal human size for him."

I swung my legs off the bed, sighing. "Don't tell me he's an Elf. I already told you how I feel about them." I went through my bag.

"Oh, no. He's a man."

My head slowly turned to her as I grabbed my tights. I raised a brow. "Is he the king?"

"Technically he's not, but a small conversation with him will let you know he should be one." Caleniel let out small laugh and walked out.

I rolled my eyes and got dressed into my blue tights and shirt. I looked out at the distance. Leaves were falling. It was the nicest time of the year. I took a deep breath and walked out.

"Ah!"

I jumped back from the brown-haired hobbit in front of me. I looked him over. "Who are you?"

The hobbit swallowed. "I am Frodo, Frodo Baggins."

I raised a brow. "Baggins?"

"Y-yes. Do you know a Baggins?" Frodo stepped forward.

I paused, looking away and feeling my breath get caught in my chest. "Sad end that came to that." I walked passed Frodo.

"Which one? If you mean Bilbo he is still alive!"

I know HE is.

I walked into a dark gallery. I took a deep breath and leaned back against the wall in front of the shattered Narsil blade. My eyes lowered at the blade. There were more to blades than met the eye in this land. It was something I truly learned from Thorin.

Thorin...

I paused and looked away from the blade.

"Do you know the story of that blade?"

My head whirled around to a man reading a book in the corner. His blue eyes looked from his book to me, and my breath stilled. A smile slowly appeared on his face.

I cleared my throat. "And who might you be?"

A small laugh escaped him. "That is quite a lovely way to speak."

I grinned. "Many men that I've come across are rude."

He closed his book and walked towards me. "Well not many are raised in an Elven society." He kissed my hand. "Aragorn."

I pursed my lips. "Bre."

Aragorn smiled and walked back to his corner. He picked up his book and stared at me. "I've lived here for quite some time. I haven't seen you around before."

"I've been here for a week. My friend Caleniel asked to meet here, so I did." I looked away from him and looked back at the shardered sword. "What is the story of this sword?"

"You have difficulty speaking like everyone else here. Where are you from?"

I shook my head gently. "A land far from here. It is not like this one at all." I walked towards him and locked gazes with him. "May I?"

"Of course." He moved so that I could sit next to him.

"I... just need a place to rest. Don't mind me." I looked down at my hands in my lap.

Aragorn slowly nodded as he read his book. I pursed my lips as I tried not to ask him questions while he read his book, but I wanted to disturb him so much. I froze and began squinting my blue eyes around for whoever was causing loud footsteps.

I cleared my throat and stood up. "I'll be on my way now."

Aragorn nodded and I walked away. I stopped and looked back at him.

A man with blond hair faced him. "You are no Elf."

Aragorn replied. "Men of the South are welcomed here."

I held my breath and hid behind a pillar.

"Who are you?" The blond man asked.

"I am friend to Gandalf the Grey."

The blond man nodded. "We are here on common purpose, friend."

Purpose?

The two men stared at each other.

The man walked towards the shattered Narsil blade. His eyes were glued to it. "The shattered Narsil." He picked it up and twirled it in his hands. "The blade that cut the Ring from Sauron's hand."

Ring?

He touched the blade and it cut him. "Still sharp." He looked at Aragorn then back at the blade. "But no more than a broken heirloom."

I froze as someone tapped my shouler. I turned and saw Elrond. 

He placed a hand around my shoulder and walked me out. He let go of me and walked toward the edge of the balcony. "Bre, I believe you may have to leave." 

I looked away. "I didn't like it here anyway." 

Elrond turned back to me with a frown. "I meant on a graver note." 

I paused. "What?" 

"I do not know how, but a great evil has returned to the world." Elrond lowered his chin. "You've lived here for sixty years now, and you have not aged due to the magic Caleniel found you. Therefore, this evil concerns you until you find a way home." 

My brows furrowed. "What do you mean?" 

Elrond took a step forward. "I want you to be a part of the secret council I am assembling. I left a note for you back in your room. It is entirely your choice to attend the council." 

"I will only go if it has something to do with me." I began to glare at Elrond. "And I will not return to Mirkwood. That quest was a waste of my time, and I will not do something usless."

"Bre, this evil has much to do with you." Elrond stared at me. "This concerns you more than everyone else, for you will never find your way home depending on the choice that is made I council. I only found it fair to concern you and allow you to attend the council. Above many females, you have become wise." 

"And that is precisely why I cannot grow hope of returning home." I frowned and looked away. "I've been out of my world for sixty years. I'm a trained swordsmen, and going back home is not something I can do. In my land, I am supposed to be quiet wrinkled. In my land, the only skills and knowledge I have is of this world. Therefore, it is useless to return home." I locked gazes with Elrond. "I took a quick note of that twenty years ago. I will not work towards finding a way home. However, I will do what I can for this world, for it is all I can do."