Chapter 1

Who are you?

"English"
"Thoughts"

A/N: okay this is my second story I am working on, and it's my first LOFT fanfic, I can absolute noting about Elvish and don't think I am going to use, expect a word here and there. I think I am going to keep everything in 3:rd POV, at listed for now. Oh and I think I am going to mix the movies and the books. I am open for constructive criticism.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OC. and the changes I am gonna do in the story.

Summary: Moon elves are a group of elves that lived in an island north-west of middle-earth. The elves are 'blessed' with light from the moon and a few elves can control one of the elements. And just 3 elves can control more than one. The rest of the moon elves can do other things, ex. get plants to grow faster, talk to animals and other stuff like that.

The usual appearance of the Moon elves are that they have snow-white hair and the eyes have a little circle of light, that shines brighter in the moonlight, as do all the exposed skin.
The moon elves do also wear a necklace with a little glob of light where there very soul is placed. If the ball breaks the elf dies.

Around year 2 000 in the third age, an attack of unknown dark force killed and in slaved everyone the moon elves, everyone except from one, Nienna, and she is the princess of the moon elves. She had been in an accident that resulted in amnesia. The only thing she knows is that she is to look for a wizard in gray. She finds the gray wizard that tells him whom she is and that she has an enemy calls Benedixit that will do everything to kill her or capturer her. So the gray wizard spends 400 years to teach her how to fight and leaves her in a cottage deep in the woods of Arnor.

And here is the 'full' summery and prolong of my fanfiction 'The Long Forgotten Realm' where we follows Nienna on her journey with the fellowship.

3:rd P.O.V

An old man rode through the forest with haste, but slowed down when he was close to his goal. A large forest clearing, with had a cottage and a small creek and a stump. On the stump sat a woman. She sat with her eye closed and her feet bare on the forest floor.
"Well met old man." The woman said opened her violet almost glowing eyes.
"Well met." The old man said.
"What business brings you here?" The woman asked as she rose from the stump. The woman looked like she was in her early twenties, and she was around 5'8" feet. She had waist-length silver white hair. She wore a white sleeveless gown that ended at her ankles.
"The One Ring has been found." The old man said.
"About time. Where?" The woman asked and walked towards the cottage. The old man followed and spoke.

"It is in the Shire."
"How did it get all the way over there?" The woman asked surprised.
"That my dear friend it long story. A story I can tell on the way to the Shire." The woman stopped abruptly. "And what do you mean by that?" The woman exclaimed in a high voice.
"You are coming with me to the Shire, so that you may escort the ring bearer to Imladris."

The woman nodded and thought."I guess that makes sense."
"Well, then don't stand there and wait for better days, go and pack." The old man said with a playful voice. The woman smiled in return, a rare thing, and half ran over to her cottage.

The woman came back outside not much later. She had changed from her white gown to and green tunic, leggings in the same color and a pair of boots in a brown color and on her shoulders hung a cloak. Her long hair was pulled back in a French braid. On her back hang two water bags, on her waist a sword. The old man raised an eyebrow.
"No, quiver or bow?" He asked. "And no backpack."
"I do not need it. And the backpack." The woman said and lifted up a simple backpack. "Is here." The old man watched her while she walked over to the creek. She raised her hands, and to the old mans' astonishment he saw that the water flew out of the creek and intro the water bags. The woman turned around and looked at the old man, which was staring at her whit surprise.
"What? Never seen somebody control the water before?" The woman asked all the old man could do was shake his head.
"No, the last time we met you could not do that." The old man said.
"Oh, well. Wasn't we in a hurry?" the woman said.
"Yes, we are." The old man said. "Do you have a horse?"
"No, but I can get on." She said and started to whistle a melody. A few minutes later they saw a white stallion coming galloping towards them. The woman putted on her backpack and mounted her horse. "Come on old man, if we want to reach the Shire before next week we better start ride now." The woman said. The old man shook his head and mounted his own horse. "Follow me." The old man said and started to ride through the forest.
"So, tell me. How did you find the One Ring and how did it get to the Shire." The woman said and old man started to tell her the story about Bilbo Baggins and the dwarfs. He told her also how he is 90% sure that that is The One Ring of power.
"So you have found the Ring, and now what?" The woman asked.
"Is that not obvious? We are going to destroy the Ring. And I think you now the reason that you are coming with him." The old man said and looked at the woman.
"Yes, yes. I do." She and looked in the horizon in her own thoughts.

When the sun started to fall, but the riders showed no sign of slowing down. They rode through the night and the next two days without stopping, except for letting to horses drink. On the evening the third day the woman said. "I don't know about you but I cannot continue further." The old man nodded and slowed down the horse, because he had spotted a good place where they could camp. When they got there they jumped of their horses and let them walk nearby and eat on the grass, while the old man and the woman collected sticks so they could start a fire.
"Here I have some vegetables and bread we can eat." The woman said and took the food out of her backpack. "It is not much, but it's better than nothing."
"It's good enough." The old man said and started to roast the vegetables. When they had eaten the woman yawned.
"Do you mind take the first watch?" She asked and looked at the old man.
"I can let you sleep through the night." The woman thought about it.
"You know what, I am not that tired, and you have to sleep too. You can wake me when it's around 5 hours left till dawn, will you?"
"If you insist." The old man said while he hid a smile, took out his pipe and lighted it.

The old man let the woman sleep, and woke her when the dawn was an hour away he woke the woman. She gave the old man a glare that could kill. The old man just shrugged.
"Are you hungry sunshine?" He asked. "Oh, and you are welcome."
"No and thank you." The woman said and rose. "I want to come to Shire within three days."

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They arrived at the Shire and continued the house where Frodo lived. They hid the horses behind the hose, and walk over to where the front door was. "There is nobody home." The woman whispered. The old man walked over to the front door. "Wait! Are you mad? You can't just walk in somebody's home." The woman said. The old man just ignored her walk into the hose. The woman hesitated before she walked after the old man. "Hide he will be here soon." The old man said and walked into the shadows behind the door. The woman walked further in into the house, she found a dark corner in the kitchen that she hid her self and waited for Frodo to come home.

It didn't take long before she heard the door open and form her hiding spot she saw a Halfling stand in the doorway. He looked around and out of the shadows came the old man, and touched Frodo on the shoulder.
"Is it secret? Is it safe?" The old man said, Frodo nodded and opened a chest close to him. He removes some papers while the old man was on his guard.
"Ha!" He said and gave an envelope to the old man; he walked over to the nearest fireplace. "What are you doing?" Frodo exclaimed. The old man didn't answer, he just watch the envelope burn up. The old man took up the Ring with a tongs.
"Hold out your hand Frodo. It's quite cool." He drops the ring in Frodo's palm. "What can you see?" "Can you see anything?" the old man asked. Frodo turned the ring over his fingers. And shook his head.
"Nothing. There is nothing." Frodo said, the old man sighed in relief. "Wait. There are markings." The woman came from the place where she had been standing, and walked up behind Frodo. She saw a glowing script appears on the Ring." It's some form of Elvish. I can't read it." Frodo said.
"There are few who can. The language is that of Mordor." The woman said and Frodo turned around; startled.
"Mordor!" He said.
"In the common tongue it says:
One Ring to Rule Them All
One Ring to find them
One Ring to bring them all
and in the darkness bind them!" The woman said like Frodo hadn't said anything.

The woman, the old man and Frodo sat around the kitchen table with The Ring between them. The old man smoke in his pipe and the woman and Frodo drank a cup of tea. "This is the One Ring." The old man said.
"Forged by the Dark Lord Sauron in the fires of Mount Doom. Taken by Isildur from the hand of Sauron himself." The woman continued.
"Bilbo found it. In Gollum's Cave." Frodo said.
"Yes, for sixty years the Ring lay quiet in Bilbo's keeping prolonging his life. Delaying old age, but no longer Frodo. Evil is stirring in Mordor. The Ring has awoken. It is heard its master's call." The old man said.
"But he was destroyed. Sauron was destroyed" Frodo said. They heard a whisper a whisper coming from the Ring.
"Yes and no, Sauron's body died, while is spirit endured. He is life is now bound to the Ring, as longest that exist he will live. And now Sauron is back, his orcs have multiplied. His fortress at Barad-Dûr is rebuilt in the land of Mordor. And all Sauron needs to cover the land of a second darkness is this Ring. He's seeking it, all his thoughts are bent on it. The Ring yearns above all else to return to the hand of its master. They are one, the Ring and the Dark Lord. Frodo, he must never find it." The woman said. Frodo rose from his seat and took the ring. "Alright." He said while he walked out of the room at looked around. "We put it away." The old man and the woman rose and followed Frodo. "We must never speak of it again. No one knows it's here. Do they?" Frodo said and looked at the old man.
"There is one other who knew Bilbo had the Ring. I looked everywhere for the creature Gollum but the enemy found him first. They tortured him and amidst the endless screams and inane babble they discerned two words. Shire! Baggins!" Gandalf said.
"Shire! Baggins! But that will lead them here!" Frodo said. He turned around and looked at the old man. "Take it Gandalf!" Frodo said and held out the Ring towards Gandalf. Gandalf backed of.
"No Frodo." He said.
"You must take it." Frodo said with more force in his voice.
"You cannot offer me this Ring."
"I am giving it to you!" Frodo said and stared to sound desperate.
"Don't! Tempt me Frodo." Gandalf said and Frodo took the ring back. "I dare not take it. Not even to keep it safe. Understand Frodo I would use this Ring from a desire to do good. But through me, it would wield a power too great and terrible to imagine." Gandalf said and Frodo looked at to woman.
"Don't even think about it, Frodo. I said the same thing as Gandalf did." The woman said.
"But it cannot stay in the Shire!" Frodo said and looked back at Gandalf.
"No! No it can't" Gandalf said.
"What most I do?" Frodo asked.
"You must leave, and leave quickly." Gandalf said and Frodo started to took some clothes from a wardrobe.
"Where? Where do I go?" He asked.
"Get out of The Shire. Gandalf said and helped Frodo to pack. The woman took out some food from a pantry. "Make for the village of Bree."
"Bree. What about you? And why is she here?"
"I'll be waiting for you. At the Inn of the Prancing Pony." Gandalf said and Frodo looked at the woman.
"I'm here to protect you from danger and people that want to kill you." The woman said.
"And the Ring will be safe there?" Frodo asked.
"Frodo. I don't have any answers. I must see the head of my order. He is both wise and powerful. Trust me Frodo, he'll know what to do," Gandalf side while Frodo took on his coat. "You'll have to leave the name of Baggins behind you. For that name is not safe outside The Shire. Travel by day and stay off the road."
"I can cut across country easily enough." Frodo said and took he walking stick and putted the ring in his pocket.
"My dear Frodo." Gandalf said and smiled. "Hobbits really are amazing creatures. You can learn all there is to know about them in a month and yet after a hundred years they can still surprise you." Frodo smiled too. There was a noise outside the window. "Get down!" Gandalf said, eh looked at the woman.
"It is a hobbit." She said and Gandalf walk to the window with the staff in his hand. He quickly jabs the staff and it hit something hard. He pulled back the staff and reached out of the window and grabbed someone, and threw him on the table.
"Confound you Samwise Gamgee! Have you been eavesdropping?" Gandalf cried and looked at him fearsome.
"I haven't been dropping no eaves. Sir honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there. If you follow me." Sam panicked while he shook his head.
"A little late for trimming the verge don't you think?" Gandalf said still holding Sam down.
"I heard raised voices." Sam said.
"What did you hear? Speak!"
"Nothing important. That I heard a good deal about a ring and a dark lord and something about the end of the world, but please Mr. Gandalf Sir, please don't hurt me. Don't turn me into anything... unnatural." Sam said and swallowed.
"No?" Gandalf asked and looked at the woman and Frodo with a smile. "Perhaps not. I've thought of a better use for you."

The sun was about to rise and Gandalf were leading his horse at a rapid pace, away from The Shire. The woman had sat at her horse while the hobbits walked behind them. Sam stated to lag after.
"Come along Samwise, keep up!" Gandalf said Sam started to run so that he could keep out. They walked through a woodland.
"Be careful, all of you. The enemy has many spies in his service. Birds, Beasts. Gandalf looked at Frodo. "Is it safe?" Frodo clutched his chest. "Never put it on for the agents of the Dark Lord will be drawn to its power. Always remember Frodo the Ring is trying to get back to its Master. It wants to be found." Gandalf mounted his horse rode off and left the woman, Sam and Frodo alone.
"Should we keep going?" The woman said and stared to walk.
"Excuse me miss, who are you?"
"My name is Nienna Súrion." The woman said.