Declaimer: I do not own anything of J.R.R. Tolkien. Alisa is mine

I am revising the story. A lot of it will be changed. I was reading the story and I remembered I wrote this was I was very young. Now I am going to fix it and change some stuff around.

To The End will stay up until I am finished this story. Some of it will stay the same, most of it will change.


Alisa daughter of Parathorn, sister to Aragorn, that's what I was known around in Rivendell. But really I was Aragorn's adopted sister, Aragorn had known my parents, but they tragically died eighteen years ago, leaving me alone. Aragorn took me with him around Middle Earth, but then left me in Rivendell. I walked slowly to the balcony, I knew Gandalf and Elrond where watching me, they had known me as long as Aragorn had. I had been sent to Rivendell, a few weeks ago by Elrond, to see the arrival of my brother. I knew he had had gone out to protect Frodo, who was a hobbit from the Shire. I did not see any of the hobbits or Aragorn, nor did I know why they where all here.

I walked to the end of the balcony as I saw riders approaching Rivendell. Dwarfs entered the gates, along with Elves and a man. Something had to be happening, Lord Elrond had asked me to join the Council, which I knew nothing about, nor did I know why I had been invited to the council. I left the balcony and walked outside, people began to arrive and putting their horses into the stables. Many elves walked past me, they where taller than me by a lot, I had always admired elves and their immortality. One elf walked by that caught my eye. I knew who he was, Legolas, Prince of the Woodland realm. He walked by me, staring at me, then I caught the sight of my brother.

"Strider," I yelled running over to my older brother. I knew to call him Strider, so many would not find out who he really was.

"Alisa, you made it," he said, as I flew into his arms.

"I been here for weeks," I said, as I let him go, my brown long hair falling over my shoulders. "What is happening?"

"You will find out soon enough," he said, and stood up. "Come, there is a feast we must attend."


I opened the two giant wooden doors to the dinning hall and walked in. Many elves glanced at me, wondering who I was. I knew I was no one special, just a girl who had lost her way years back.

"Alisa I am glad you made it," I heard Aragorn say. He came up next to me offering me his arm. "You look like a lady." I looked down at my blue flowing dress,

"Well thank you, you flatter me to much Aragorn," I laughed and I walked with him to the tables. He pulled out a chair for me and the elf next to me stood up.

"Alisa, may I introduce you to Prince Legolas of the Woodland Realm," my brother said.

"My pleasure my lady," he said, taking my hand then kissing it lightly.

"I am Alisa, daughter to Parathorn, adopted sister to Strider," I said introducing myself and then sitting down in my seat.

"Hello, I am Frodo Baggins," the hobbit said, extending out his hand. I took it and shook his hand, letting his hand go quickly.

"Alisa sister to Strider," I said.

"Strider, he is a very brave man. Saved me and my friends," Frodo said, pointing to the three hobbits who sat next to him. "I am very loyal to that we are still alive." The other hobbits soon looked at me, and then Frodo. "This is Sam, Merry and Pippin.


"Can you fight as well as your brother," Pippin asked, then shoved food into his mouth.

"No," I simply said laughing a little. I did know how to use a sword, for purposes only if someone came after me.

"That what can you do," he then asked.

"Pippin," Merry yelled, hitting him on his head.

"No it is ok," I said. "I can wield a sword very little. But I do not have the need right now to use a sword."

"Why are you here," Pippin asked, I looked at the young hobbit, knowing he would not stop asking questions, why did he have to know anyway why I was here.

"This is one of my homes, deer hobbit," I explained.

"Where are you from," he then asked. I looked at him, not sure what to say.

"Pippin!" Merry the hobbit next to him yelled.

"It is alright he just wants to know," I said dropping the subject and taking a sip from the glass I held.


The feast was getting boring. Elrond talked to Gandalf and my brother about fighting, which I had no interest in listening to. Frodo talked to his friends, and Legolas talked to the elves next to him. I leaned back in my chair, my mind wondering off. It was very common of me to think of my mother and father. I never knew them, but what Aragorn knew of them he told me.

"Why don't you leave? I can see you're bored," Aragorn said to me. I stood up from my chair, and Legolas and my brother also stood up.

"Nice meeting you Frodo Baggins," I said to him, I turned to Legolas, "and you to Prince Legolas."

"The pleasure is mine," he said, and as I left, Legolas and my brother sat down, and everyone went back to talking as if I was never there.


I hurried into the council wearing a brown dress with a hood covering my face. Aragorn had suggested I covered my face until he end of the council.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the ring, Frodo." Elrond said. I sat next to my brother, who looked to be thinking. Frodo got up and placed the ring in the middle for all to see. As he sat down, he looked relieved, like a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"It is a gift, a gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this ring? Long has my father the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bay, by the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him." A man yelled, standing up and looking at each member of the council.

"You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." My brother yelled.

" And what would a ranger know of this matter?" the man asked.

"This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." Legolas suddenly yelled, as he stood up.

"Havo dad, Legolas," Aragorn said, trying to calm him down.

"Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?"

"And heir to the throne of Gondor." I yelled, standing up, now all eyes where on me.

"And who are you just another ranger," he asked.

"I am Alisa daughter of Parathron, adopted sister to Aragorn," I yelled.

"Gondor has no king, Gondor needs no king." He said, and then sat down. I also sat down, after the looks I received from Aragorn and Lord Elrond.

"Aragorn is right we cannot use it," Gandalf said.

"Then you have only one choice, the rings must be destroyed,"

"What are we waiting for?" The Dwarf yelled. He picked up his ax and brought it down upon the ring. But the ring did not shatter only his ax.

"The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came," Lord Elrond explained. "One of you must do this."

"One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. And the great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland. Riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly!"

"Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed!" Legolas yelled standing up again.

"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it," the Dwraf yelled to the Elf.

"And if we fail what then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his!" Boromir yelled.

"I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an elf!" the dwarf yelled, and then everyone got up and started yelling at each other. I sat down watching the arguing. I leaned my head against my hands, trying to figure everything out. What was going on?

"I will take the ring to Mordor. Though I do not know the way." I heard a voice say. I turned to see the small hobbit, Frodo Baggins.

"If by my life or my death I can protect you, I will." Aragorn said, I looked at my brother shocked, he kneeled down in front of him. "You have my sword." Wait? What did he just do?

"And my bow," Legolas said.

"And my axe…" I stood up as fast as I could. I had to leave, why would Aragorn decide to go with the fellowship? He was leaving me again!


It had been two days since I talked to Aragorn about being apart of the Fellowship. They were to stay for a week preparing, then they would make their journey.

I sat in the library in Rivendell, or known as Lord Elrond's study. I heard a soft knock on the door and Aragorn walked in, along with the rest of the Fellowship, Lord Elrond followed behind.

"Aragorn, what is the meaning of this?" I asked.

"Alisa I was going to send you on a horse with the riders of Gondor and send you there," he said, but sounded like he wasn't going to. "I had a dream that you and the company were killed by Orcs."

"I have seen it to, I do not know if that fate is certain," Lord Elrond explained.

"I have decided to take you with me…"

"No, Aragorn," I said standing up, almost knocking the chair I was in over.

"You cannot stay here. You will come with us until I can take you to Gondor safely" my brother said.

"You let him convince all of you," I yelled. "I will be a burden Aragorn you know this."

"Boromir and I have decided to teach you some skills with a sword; Legolas will teach you to use a bow…"


"Aragorn do you remember the last time you tired to teach me to use a bow," I said holding the bow in my hands.

"I remember," he said patting his leg.

"I shot you in the leg," I said.

"I still can't figure how you did it, considering I was standing behind you," Aragorn explained. I notched the arrow and waited for instructions on what to do next.

"Relax you elbow," Legolas said. "Then release."

"You make it sounds so easy Prince Legolas," I said. "I am going to let go Aragorn, so you should back up incase the arrows comes flying at you." I let go of the string and the arrow buried itself in the earth in front of me. I let out a sign dropping the bow. I turned around to see Aragorn behind me with a smile on his face.

"Well at least didn't hit me," he said.

"Next time I hope it does," I yelled walking off and leaving Aragorn and the Elf standing alone.