Generations of Hatred

By Firniswin

Hello, hello, hello, and welcome to my 2nd story in the “Even If” series. This one comes a little while before “Forget Me Not” or as it has been also called- “Don’t Forget”.

I am very well aware that Aragorn mother did not truly die in the orc attack, so I, like Cassia and Siobhan, took the liberty of making up a story because I did not want to conflict with her. SO! She will not be in my series.

This story has many main characters, Legolas, Aragorn, Glorfindel, Adenen (The Long Forgotten elf) You may remember him from “I’m Free” if you have read it, if not I think you should before you read this, although you may try this on it’s own.

This story is rated PG-13 for violence and some torture and angst.

So! Please R&R!!! No Flames!!!!!!

This chapter is rated G.

Chapter one

From the First Moment I Layed Eyes On You

Glorfindel could not believe what he was hearing; he listened with tired eyes listening to the twins babble about something that made his head pound and his mouth go dry.

“So Glorfindel, what we are saying is, we do not know how, but there is no meat left in the whole of Imladris and Estel’s twentieth birthday is tonight!”

Growling impatiently, the elf turned round and rubbed his head.

He was excited that his best friend’s son, Estel, was growing up and it felt as if he was his son also, but he had just went on a hunting trip a week ago to fill the pantry and was just wishing to rest.

“Ada says that you should take a hunting party and go along the borders.” Elrohir explained softly as he saw the red anger flushing into the blonde’s usually pale cheeks.

Instead of screaming, Glorfindel grinned as he looked at the twins.

Both were unsure of how to react so they smiled back, their eyes questioning.

“Well then, as my first two I should like to invite, I would enjoy the trip much better if you came, and that is NOT a request. Ready your horses and gather a troop of five others, not including Estel, I believe he is talking to his father about something rather important.”

Both starred at him a few moments, their identical eyes not wavering.

“Go, go now! Legolas will arrive with his father, as well as Lady Galadriel, Lady Arwen, and Lord Celeborn as well as Lady Alede, in a few hours! Shoo!”

Both young elves raced off towards the stables, not even looking back at the blonde elf.

~_~

Surprise was evident in the young man’s silver eyes as the news was told him and the gruesome tale of his father’s, as well as mother’s, untimely death.

Tears trailed down his pale cheeks and his eyes were clouded with pain as he thought of his parent’s last wishes and their last thoughts.

Grabbing something from a box that sat alone on the desk, Elrond smiled sadly, nodding at his decision, he stepped towards Aragorn.

“You are Aragorn the second, son of Arathorn the second, and the last heir to the line of Isildur and ruler of Gondor and Arnor. I have waited year upon year to find the time that was right to set this burden upon your heart tithen ion, and I think you are finally ready.”

He took his son’s hand and dropped the silver ring into the man’s callused palm.

“The ring of Barahir is yours now.”

Estel looked, amazed, at the little ring in his hand. It had one emerald in the middle of two serpents, one crowned in golden flowers, the other hissing or devouring, he could not tell which. He slid it upon his finger and smiled.

Something about it upon his finger felt right. He had never worn the ring before, not to his knowledge, but it felt right, as awkward as all the news was to him, it did not seem incorrect.

“Thank you Ada, I will wear it well.” he smiled up at his father and with one last sigh, lunged at the elf lord, wrapping his strong arms ’round his adoptive father, as a reassuring sign that even though he now knew the truth and he knew who his real father had been, he still loved Elrond.

“I love you my son.” the elf lord whispered, hugging the man back. “I love you so very much!”

Aragorn pulled away a moment and smiled, backing away. “I love you too father. I am glad to make you proud.”

Elrond nodded. “You always make me proud.” he chuckled, “Even when you drag Prince Legolas here after he has been wounded.”

Estel nodded smiling softly, “If you do not mind, I am going to take a walk around the garden, I need a breath of fresh air before I faint of excitement and other emotion.”

The elf lord laughed and pushed his son out the door and into the main hall. “Go then! I will not keep you waiting, if you see any of your guests, would you show them to their room?”

The young man nodded, his eyes sparkling. “Of course.”

~_~

Walking down the pathway, Aragorn smiled gently as a bird passed twittering a note and landing upon his shoulder singing sweetly.

“Suilad and mae govannen tithen filigod, how do you fair?”

The bird cocked it’s head sideways and chirped a few notes of it’s song.

Aragorn, not able to understand birds as Legolas or even his father or brothers did, took that as a “I’m fine.” and let it sit contentedly on his shoulder, singing it’s sweet, melodious song.

Walking down the stone path beneath the dogwoods and oaks, firs and birches, Estel smiled.

It mattered not to him who he was, he NEVER wanted to leave this place. He had lived their practically his whole life and just now knowing that he could move onto greater cities and lands scared him. He would much rather stay here, he did not want to go off alone. Who would he talk to, who would be his friend, how would he survive?

He began to sing, the ballad of Beren and Luthien, not even knowing for a moment that someone else was singing it also.

Just ahead, he heard singing, but it was not a birds, turning the corner ahead, he stopped when his eyes stopped on the most beautiful angel he had ever seen.

He gasped and took a few steps forward, small and uncertain, he did not want her to disappear as if it was a dream. He was almost afraid to continue, but then she turned to him.

Her eyes connected with his and he let out another gasp of wonder, her eyes the most pure blue eyes he had ever seen, but also, he could see silver in their depths. Beautiful and full of time, as if she had lived an eternity, yet she looked so young. So fragile, as if she might break if one pressed her too hard.

His heart leapt forward and he, without another thought, began to cry out to her. Her could not stop his voice and it scared him slightly.

“Tinuviel! Tinuviel!”

She smiled gently. “Who are you lord? And why do you call me by that name?”

He blushed slightly, willing himself to disappear from the face of the earth. “I…I thought you to be whom I sang of,” he bowed low. “Fair lady.”

She cocked her head in a questioning gesture.

“But if you are not she, then you walk in her likeness.”

The maiden smiled, a little more broadly this time. “So many have said this. Her name is not the same as mine, nor is it similar, though maybe her demise and mine walk together.”

Aragorn nodded, in understanding, he was about to leave when she asked another question.

“Who are you?”

He slapped his forehead softly and looked aghast. “Forgive me milady!” he bowed once more, his hair fell forward over his face and she strained to see his face once more, but he did not see this. “I am Estel, son of Elrond. But now I bear a new name.” he grinned. “I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, Isildur’s heir.” as he said this, he felt a deep pride sweep within him, pride for his fellow man, although he still was not as prideful as some, her loveliness made him swoon and he felt prideful no more.

She laughed and bent to pick one of the beautiful flowers along the path, she entwined the flora in her hair.

“Then we are akin from afar, Lord Aragorn, I am Arwen, Elrond’s daughter, also named Undomiel.”

“I marvel my brothers and father, for although I have lived here all my chief years, I heard little of you my dear lady, and I have definitely never met you before. I would have remembered.”

“I would not have imagined it. I have been away in the fair land of Caras Galadhon, though none compare to this land.” she looked in awe over the beautiful flowers. “It has been many a year since I walked in Imladris.”

She chuckled at his wide eyes. “Do not wonder. The children of Elrond have the life of Eldar.”

He did not show it, but he knew from this day forth, that he, Aragorn son of Arathorn, loved Arwen. His heart gave a great leap and he smiled.

:”I imagine you are here to visit with Ada, let me show you to your room lady.”

Arwen nodded, smiling a heavenly smile.” I would like that very much.”

~_~

Walking briskly down the steps to the main floor, Glorfindel smiled as he saw Estel guiding her up the steps carefully.

“Why Lady Arwen,” he stopped and bent down, kissing her hand tenderly. “It has too many long years since you were here with us.”

Arwen smiled, nodding at the statement. “Aye, it has been. I have much missed your company Glorfindel. But where do you leave for at this hour, and in such a hurry?”

A frown deepened on the elf’s face and he sighed. “It so happens that, somehow, the pantry has become empty; your brothers and I are going to see what is left in this country worth tonight’s festivities.”

“Do you wish me accompany you?” Estel’s voice came from the side and Glorfindel smiled thankfully, but shook his head.

“Oh no! You are staying right here. You are still healing from your last injury and I would not want you to rip anything on the night of your party. Stay safe indoors, we will be fine.”

Aragorn blushed as Arwen turned her head to look at him in a questioning gaze.

She turned her dark head back, smiling. “Thank you Lord Glorfindel, we will see you tonight then.”

Aragorn coughed softly. “Yes, thank you Glorfindel.”

The blonde elf nodded merrily and set off down the steps, running for the main yard where he would meet the twins.

TBC~

Ok, so that was the first chapter, I hope it was not too boring, but it will get way more exciting next chapter!!! There will be a little more explanation and an appearance from Legolas as he arrives in Rivendell as well as Thranduil and Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn, and maybe Alede, I think. Anyway, next chapter’ll be here soon, I hope. 🙂

I just wanted everyone to know, incase you did not see my bio, I am hosting a fan fiction contest!!!!! It is on my website, the URL is in my bio, but if that does not work, here it is again: www.toppetz.homestead.com

So go to that URL if you are interested, it is a LotR Fan fiction contest.

Please R&R!!!! NO FLAMING!!! I know some of the things are not totally accurate and I did that for a reason, please do not flame me! It is accurate for the most part!!!

Thanks!!! Next chapter will be up soon!!!!