In the wake of a dark and grimy cell of Mirkwood, you find yourself in a sticky situation.
You are [Y/n], the last daughter of Izalith, the Witch of Chaos, and this 'chaos blood' runs in your blood strongly as it did with all of your deceased siblings. It's a festering disease you aim to control, after disrupting the Elven Peace and almost getting killed by the King of Mirkwood.
Luckily for you, a second chance at life had found its way into your reaches, granted by a certain wizard;
Gandalf the Grey, protector of Middle Earth professes that [Y/n] can heal from her dark heritage, and instead become the saviour of dark times through fighting a greater evil; Lord Sauron.
Upon finding yourself join the Fellowship thinking all was going well, you can't help but notice the livid glares of a certain blonde elf. Your gaze turns to meet the eyes of Legolas.
Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, knows who you are and detests you for it.
Prove yourself, [Y/n]. Prove that blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.
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Hello! This is an xReader for feminine persons, and it involves a ton of inspiration from Dark Souls, so yeah, if you're reading this and thinking; "Izalith? Isn't that the witch from that one game?"- to that I say, yes it is. I'm a huge geek for that trilogy... Also this is based off both the book AND movies.
I'm hoping to capture quality realism in this book, since I never read a fanfic that feels genuine or authentic in the way characters would act, or speak.
My writing isn't used to formality, imma try my best to make it sound like Middle Earth speech, but if you see any mistakes, please for the love of Eru, point it out and give me advice!!!!
Other than that, if you have any questions, ask on my feed, and I'll answer it on here (if it's a popular question).
Prepare for deep lore and symbolism!! There's a reason for everything that happens in this book, and you are the main focus of it all.
THANKS FOR READING!!! BYEE
"You talk too much elf-boy," Arya muttered, her voice hoarse from all the screaming she had done due to the pain of her injuries. Legolas scrunched up his nose in disdain of the nickname, but a smile soon found his way onto his face.
"I am not a boy."
Her eyes opened then, and her familiar hazel eyes met his striking blue ones. A small smile made itself present on her face as she looked at him, a twinkle of mischief evident in her eyes.
"No. You are not."
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Arya woke up some years ago with a grey-haired wizard leaning over her. She had no memories, no indications that told her who or what she was. With the outer appearances of an elf, but eyes that flash orange and strange symbols that appear on her skin - no one seems able to tell her anything about her past.
She joined the quest of Thorin's dwarven company to have something to do, and she quickly became a part of their group. After a long and arduous journey but still a far away from the mountain they stumble into trouble. And whom is there to save her, but a certain Mirkwood prince with long blond hair and a pair of startling blue eyes.
With one of them bursting with light, and the other filled with darkness their story will be anything but easy. Feelings, however, are hard to suppress, and with a war brewing on the horizon they might not have a lot of time.
Read on if:
You would like to figure out what Arya is.
You would like to see one of Tolkiens beloved characters discover love.
You love dwarves, elves, hobbits and wizards
You love Middle-Earth
You just want to read it for the heck of it
You do not have anything better to do
...Just please do it?
Please and thank you.