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Beyond Borders	By : Kiav Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2113 -:- 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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