Maglor walked inside his house and looked into the living room. There he saw two boxes of pizza sitting on the table, Xander was sitting on the floor working on something on his laptop, Rowan was showing Aegnor a map that was in a book. Maglor looked at Aegnor his hand going instinctively to his shoulder. Rowan looked up a bit and asked, “Maglor? What’s wrong?”
“I got a strange text from an unknown number, somehow they know about Aegnor and I figure about me. Since it said ‘Stop trying to figure out how your cousin came back’.” Maglor replied as he walked over to them.
“That’s a bit concerning,” Said Rowan nodding.
“Text was from an unknown and untraceable number I take it,” Said Xander looking up from his laptop.
“That’s right,” Maglor said nodding.
“Alright. Let’s see it,” Xander replied. Maglor nodded and walked over handing his phone over. Xander took it and took a wire out of his bag. He plugged the phone into his laptop and started typing. While Xander was typing, Maglor sat down and rubbed his shoulder again. Rowan looked over at him but Maglor just shook his head.
“What’s going on exactly?” Aegnor asked looking from Rowan to Maglor.
“Do you remember how I told you earlier how it can be dangerous if someone found out you were immortal? Well, it seems like someone knows that you are and I can only assume by what the text said that they know that Maglor’s immortal as well.” Rowan answer.
“What are we going to do?” He then asked.
“Be patient, find out what we need to know and get you caught up on fighting skills,” Maglor replied
“I can fight,” Aegnor said defensively.
“With a sword, you can but you were never good at hand to hand combat. Also, fighting styles have changed and the fighting styles we learned how to use are nothing compared to what else was out there.” Rowan said jumping in to explain to Aegnor what Maglor meant.
“So. There were other fighting styles that people have learned over time,” Aegnor replied more to himself than to Rowan’s comment.
“Xander. Got anything yet?” Maglor asked looking over to Xander.
“Working on it. I can tell you it came from somewhere in England. I am still working on the exact location but that may take some time.” Xander replied. “I can most likely get you the answer about this text within a few days if I pull all-nighters again.”
“Thank you,” Maglor replied.
“No problem. I will need to hang onto your phone though. You can use the spar you have.” Xander replied as he snatched a slice of pizza and ate it with the one hand as he used his other to type on his laptop.
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It was a few hours later and Aegnor was looking out the window of Maglor's car. They had made a plan that they'll continue teaching Aegnor about the modern world and teach him how to better defend himself. In the meanwhile, Xander will be looking to find out who the text was sent from. As for Rowan he'll do his own research and continue helping Aegnor when he could.
"Where did you say we were going again?" Asked Aegnor turning to look at his cousin.
"The gym and then shopping," Maglor replied. "I do not want to keep getting food from restaurants."
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Silmarillion: A Distant Future
أدب الهواةMaglor has lived through the centuries, going from place to place trying to keep the fact he's an elf and immortal a secret. He does not want to repeat what happened to him before. However, his quiet life is about to be uprooted when he's called on...
