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Beyond Borders	By : Kiava Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2412 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings book series and movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Beyond Borders
First, I�d like to mention the changed geography and races.
Fist off are the Wild Elves, living in Mirkwood, the Elleselsian Elves. They
are still Elves but untamed and have their own language. Now is when you crack
out a map of Middle Earth tllowllow along. The Shire will be staying the same
as will Moria. Rivendell now stretches from its original area, along the
Hoarwell, Loudwater and Greyflood rivers and across the river Isen, following
the mountains up. Lothlorien includes the original area, Fangorn, and all of
the old Rohan. Gondor has its old territory with South
Gondor and Mordor. Mirkwood stays as is and the rest of the plains
belong to the Rohirrim guards of the east, as they will be called. That about
sums it up so I hope you had a map from your book out because if you didn�t
that will be way too hard to follow in your mind, trust me, I tried! I had to
write it in my book else I forget! Lol, such a scatterbrain I know! This is
total A.U. and I take no credit for any of the characters, but I own their
personalities as they are severely warped. I�m also glad to say I own any name
not mentioned in the Lord of the Rings books. For my purposes, I used a
primitive language me and some people made up in grade 3 and enhanced it. I�ll
have translations beside the sentence, so don�t worry about it, you�ll know
what they�re saying. I created my own slight race: wild Elves. The concept
intrigued me. This will be a long story, and very slashy in future chapters. This
is about the farthest thing from a PWP that you�ll find. It will be a few
chapters (I�m thinking 3 at least) until there is my main relationship with
Aragorn and Legolas, so bear with me please, but do not fear, there will be
some action earlier on, but not with A/L/, sorry. If you want to put this on a
site or whatever, please contact me, but under few circumstances will I allow
anyone to use my language in their fics. It�s not ego or anything like that,
but me and my friends worked very hard on it, and it
wouldn�t be fair, to them or me if I let our originality be
taken for someone else. If you send me an e-mail asking permission to use it,
and a rough draft of your story, I might, but it�s strictly for the reasons of
my friends, I swear, don�t kill me! *ducks thrown objects* Please don�t flame
me for anything. I think I pretty much covered it all in this ridiculous
paragraph, but it had to be done. Thanks for taking the time to read this and
if you just scrolled down, CHEATER! Lol, just kidding.

Summary: Gondor rules over all of Middle Earth save
for one large forest in the North-Western area, Mirkwood. As he tried to
unravel its mysteries he comes across a strange discovery, about himself and
the world around him. What happens when he meets the Commander of the
Elleselsian army? Read and find out. A/L and many other pairings.
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Aragorn sat himself in the large gold throne at the head of
his council room. �Welcome, please sit.� He motioned for the numerous Lords and
Ladies to be seated and folded his hands in his lap. �We have met here many
a-time, under more joyous times I am sure. But is cos come to my attention that
the inhabitants of Mirkwood have been� rebelling against our empire. I
understsomesome of your land has come under attack, but I assure you, I am
doing all I am able to solve this issue. If you would Lady Eowyn?� he motioned
to a young lady to his right. She stood gracefully, her long blonde hair
flowing down her back, the dark green velvet dress she wore hiding most skin on
her arms, stomach, chest and neck� very proper for a Lordly meeting.
�Thank you my Lord,� she said, her voice harsh but still
pleasing to listen to, like that of a beloved commander. �The Elleselsian Elves
have moved their borders into the plains of Rohirrim territory. Scouts have
reported as many as twenty new settlements along our outmost borders. We have
set a small command just beyond their farthest centers. Although few skirmishes
have occurred, we fear this may result in a battle from our plains. We ask for
your support in this matter, and if our empire is to stand firm, we would
request each land send fifty good men to our service.� She finished with a
stare around the table and sat in her seat again. Aragorn nodded and smiled at
her courageousness to demand such a force from his nations. Suddenly, a young
man of Lothlorien stood, slamming his fist on the oak table, his blonde hair
billowing about his pointed ears.
�How can you ask for such a battalion when our borders rest
on the western side of Mirkwood? Do you not realize the danger you put us in whore?� he spat. Eowyn stood quickly and
spat out a curse, waving her hands for emphasis.
�QUIET!� Aragorn bellowed and immediately the hall settled
down. �I will not have this childish behavior in my court.� He paused and took
a deep breath. �I worked tirelessly to unite our lands into the empire it now
is. I will not have a petty fight ruin our peaceful resolve. My lady,� he said,
�I see fit for twenty-five men from each province sent tor ser service shall be
enough.� Eowyn nodded and settled herself in her seat. �Now, Haldir. I had
hoped you of all present would show some courtly manners towards the women
present. Although your comment was obscene, I will be willing to pass it by if
you are willing to send the Lady and her province the requested force.�
�Aye, my King. I am sorry for my mouth. I meant no
disrespect.� The Elf sat down, glowering.
�So it shall be. I will be expecting twenty-five good
fighting men in the Rohan plains by the end of the month. If any province fails
to do so, I am sure they may find all trade routes closed from their lands.
Thank you, my Lords, Ladies. You may leave now.� The council stood save for one
young Elf, the daughter of Lord Elrond of Rivendell.
�My King,� she said, her voice drifting like the soft
tinkling of bells on the morning breeze. �I have been wishing to speak with you
about the advancements of the Elleselsian. The Lady Eowyn has brought me three
documents scrounged from the wreckage of a settlement. I was able to translate
most of the text and I think you may find it of interest.� Aragorn nodded his
consent and the girl pulled three sheets of parchment from behind her. �While I
was reading, I noticed the mention of a name, consistent in each document but
with a slight difference on each. Here,� she showed him the first paper,
delicate scrawl of a queen was etched onto the soft material. Pointing to a
line, she read, �Let it be known to all that Legolasion shall be
Commander-General of all my force. The Lord has shown this land more power and
freedom than any royal has in all the years of my people. So shall it be known
throughout my land that Legolasion shall no longer be the son of Margarsion,
butthe the Elleselsian� and I cannot decipher the rest.� Aragorn nodded, not
seeing anything unusual.
�I am please with your skill Lady Arwen, but I see little
value in this.� Arwen pulled out the second parchment and pointed to a line.
�Her royal highness has made it clear to us all that
Legolasika shall be the Commander-General. It frightens me. Although Legolasika
is a respectable man and a weathered commander, I fear his blood-lust shall
lead my husband to ruin.� Arwen read the name at the top of the ll. ll. �It was
written by a young farmer�s wife.� Aragorn gave her a puzzled look. Pulling out
the last scroll, she pointed out the name, �Commander-General Kiedashka. He
must have been the General before this man. Here, I will read it to you. �Selfless
and powerful, although my time is over I am sure Legolasitha shall make a fine
Commander-General for her majesty�s force. May the Valar help him on his quest.��
That was all? Aragorn sat back and raised an eyebrow. �This would not have
concerned me, my King, but look at these names. Each document is dated within a
week of the otherl spl speaking of a new Commander-General. But, look at his
name each time. Legolasion, Legolasika and Legolasitha� is it not odd that his
name would be changed each time it is written? And their writing is more
advanced than I had thought. But what interests me most, is that they address this�
Legolas� differently by each station. It worries me to no end. If they have
advanced their stations and language this far, how quickly may they progress
their whole society?� Aragorn nodded and fell into complete concentration.
�We ride to the borders with the Rohirrim Guard on the
morrow. Alert the Lord Haldir and your father, Lord Elrond. We shall need a
good warrior and professor on this journey. You shall be attending also, my
Lady. Do get some rest and find some traveling clothes. I expect you to be
ready by sunrise. Good eve, my Lady.� Aragorn kissed her hand lightly and
stood, heading to his chambers for the evening.
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A.N.: I hope that was okay. I tried at least. Please
review, and I don�t care if you�re brutally honest, but please do not flame me.
I wrote this without Elias just so I could really challenge myself. So please,
tell me what you think. Even if you only rate it, but reviews are my life!
PLEASE!!! Lol, thanks so much. Until the next chapter, ciao.
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