Silmarillion: A Distant Future

Chapter Five

Aegnor was sitting across from Rowan in the living room. Just a few minutes ago Maglor had to go to work and Xander had to run some errands so he left too. “I do not get why are you talking to me about this,” Began Aegnor looking up at Rowan.

“Alright. I will try to explain, I am an expert when it comes to things that have to do with the mind, emotions, and a person's behavior. One reason that Maglor called me was to make sure that you are mentally stable,” Rowan replied calmly.

"What? Of course, I am mentally stable! I am completely sane!”   Aegnor replied getting defensive and his voice rose a bit.

“Really? Not at all thrown off guard?” Rowan replied calmly.

"No...well maybe a bit.” Aegnor replied.

"That’s why I am here, I am just here to help you sort somethings out and someone to talk to,” Rowan said. “Also, I can help you with the grudges you have against your cousin.”

“What do you mean?” Aegnor asked.

“You are mad at your cousin for his history. Right?” Rowan replied to him.

“How...did you know?” Aegnor asked in shock.

“It’s pretty clear from the way you are tense around him. We can start with that if you want.”  Rowan answered sitting back on the couch.

“What do you mean ‘start’?” He asked sounding confused.

“To start meaning to take care of your anger with Maglor before we take care of your uneasiness with this world,” Rowan replied.

Aegnor jumped up and glared down at Rowan. “What do you mean? Do you know what he did? I have every reason to be annoyed with my cousin. He did-”

“Yes. He and his family did horrible things in the past, it may seem recent for you but for Maglor it has been centuries. Maglor has done and suffered more than enough to repent for his crimes. You are looking at from only your point of view. Take a step back and look it from the view of an outsider, think of all that happened and analyze some of those things.” Maglor asked cutting him off and folding his arms. His voice stayed level but it did take on a bit of defensiveness.  “I have forgiven him for what he did ages ago and I have more of a reason to hate or hold a grudge against him then you do.”

“What do you mean by that?” Aegnor asked.

"That is personal and for another time,” Rowan replied. “You should know that Maglor is doing his best to help you. He could have just left you there but if they found out that your an elf. That  you are immortal, you would have been through something far beyond what Morgoth is capable of for pain.”

“More than Morgoth? What would they have done to me if they found out?” Aegnor asked in both surprise and worry. A memory coming to him of what happened to the eldest son of Feanor. How he looked, how long it took him to get better.

"I do not want to worry you about what life has in store but let me tell you in short, you would have been living in a small white room that had ways for them to watch you. They would have run test after test on you to see what makes you immortal. They would not have cared if you were in pain or anything like that. They would just care about results. You would have been treated like an animal.” Rowan said seriously.

“Humans are this horrible?” Aegnor asked.

“Not all. Some are bad, some are horrible, but some are very kind. Some are both, just the ones who will be finding how you are immortal. They will not be kind.” Rowen answered him.

Aegnor was quiet before he asked,  “Was this why Maglor was so afraid of talking to me about things? Did something like that happen to him?”

“Something worse happened to me and Maglor,” He replied painful memories in his eyes but only his eyes held emotion. His voice was surprisingly calm and steady. Aegnor did not ask anything for a few minutes. He was deep in thought about what Rowan was saying.

"Why don’t we move on to a lighter topic for right now, maybe working on you adjusting to this world more. I can explain somethings as well as Xander or Malgor if you want.” Rowan offered.

"Yes, let’s move on,” Aegnor said.

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Maglor was sitting at his desk at work in deep thought, he was going through old files trying to find anything similar to what happened with Aegnor. Yet, all he found was files about finding ‘dead’ bodies in the river. Nothing about live ones and he was trying to ignore Xander’s idea about some comic book character. Solomon Grundy...something like that. He leaned back in his chair and groaned.

“You okay Mark?” Asked a voice behind him. He turned and saw just another agent.

“Just tried,” He replied with a slight smile.

“Makes sense. You do work quite a lot and work overtime. Also, you take on the weirdest and craziest things. Maybe you should take some vacation time, I know since you have only taken one day. You could use it.” She replied.

“That could work,” Maglor said in thought.

“You should. Go somewhere nice, Hawaii maybe.” She replied. He had to hold himself back from laughing as he imagined having to take Aegnor with him to Hawaii. That would be very funny but he held back and said.

“It is a thought.” He said. She smiled and placed the file on his desk and walked away. He picked up the file she gave to him and looked through it. Once again, there was nothing. He threw it back on his desk and leaned back with a soft groan. His phone suddenly buzzed he pulled ignored it and reached for another file he had not looked over. His phone buzzed once more and he pulled it out to check it. There were two texts, they both read: Stop looking into how your cousin came back.

He froze a bit. He checked the number but it was hidden, he needed Xander to look at this and find out who sent it. While he had to wait he sent a reply: Who are you? How do you know about my cousin?

Just as he thought. He had got no reply at all, he sighed and stood up. He needed to get some days off to find out about this number and help get Aegnor adjusted to this world. Also, he needed to add something to the list of things that Aegnor needed to know. The new thing was ‘modern fighting skills’ so that meant knowing how to use a gun. Also possibly any of the martial arts or any other form of hand to hand combat.

After a quick talk with his boss, he was able to take time off, he was so thankful that his boss was very understanding. He packed up his stuff and headed out to his car. He reached for the door and stopped. He looked around....he could have sworn he felt someone watching him. He frowned, something was going on here. He got in his car though and started to drive home, he took a deep breath to calm himself down as he drove.