D I S C O N T I N U E D Ve·to /ˈvēdō/ (Latin for "I forbid") The power to unilaterally stop an official action. Since the beginning of time, Devils and Angels have been enemies. They were complete opposites. They stood for different things. Angels were associated with good, purity, and the truth. Devils were associated with evil, mischief, and lies. Millenniums ago, a Great War took place in the middle grounds of Heaven and Hell. No Man's Land. The battle lasted centuries before the leaders of both parties surrendered. To prevent another war from taking place, a veto was installed. From that point in time forward, a Devil could never touch an Angel, and an Angel could never touch a Devil. If they did, both the Angel and the Devil would be banished from both Heaven and Hell, and be forced to be stripped of their wings and imprisoned in a place only known as Limbo, the place of lost souls. For an Angel or a Devil to be considered a true immortal, they must work and earn their horns and halos. It's not easy, but if the Angel or Devil in training desires a chance at earning their immortality, they must train for it. Every one of them must go through four years of the standard procedure. When the celestials arrive, they are immediately paired up with a mortal somewhere on earth. They will also have a partner, or rather, a rival. They must persuade their humans to make the morally good or bad decision in every possible situation to gain points. Points that would allow them a better chance of earning their horns and halos. After four years of proving their worthiness, the higher ups will grant that individual full accessibility to their halo or horns, allowing the celestial to either cause mischief or good wherever they roamed. Earning your halo or your horns also allows the Angel or Devil to visit the higher ups and ask for one wish. One wish that could change the rest of time...

It was very rare for The Council of the Night to intervene with the affairs of those of Middle Earth. Last time they did so was when a war of immense proportions was foretold, so they had sent their Wanderer out to the root of the cause. And now, with the ever-increasing threat of a powerful evil just on the horizon, they send their Wanderer on a quest of great dangers and uncertainty. With the all-knowing Council always in thought their Wanderer embarked back to a land they have known all their life, going back to old acquaintances and friends. The Council can foretell of the threats ahead, knowing how every situation will play out, and the new and old bonds about to bloom for their Wandering friend. But there are some unlikely outcomes they would have never predicted for such an isolated being as some things are not as they may seem. [Legolas x OC] Starts during The Lord of the Ring Any comments and votes will help motivate in continuing writing.

Sequel to: The Last Light of the Star (TLLOTS) This fanfiction follows the ending events of TLLOTS. After the Prymafire, things seem to be going smoothly in times of peace. However, that does not last long, something is brewing in Dol Guldur. ---- "What the fuck were you two thinking!" Thranduil barked as he whipped around. "You," he began, pointing at Arryin. "You I can understand given that you're basically an unwashed, uncultured human with no regard or consideration for customs! But, YOU." He jabbed a finger at his own son, taking an intimidating step forward as he did so. "You I cannot understand!" ---- WARNINGS: violence, mentions of death, descriptions of death, angst, a little spice, depression, mentions of self-harm, mentions of suicidal ideation, fluff, ect. [Legolas/OC] - please be amused by my semi-funny chapter titles