Author's note: This is my first fan fiction, and seeing as I have never read the books there are bound to be some mistakes. I would appreciate it if you would point them out to me. Constructive criticism is encouraged and I would love to hear your opinions on my story. Please note that my mother tongue is not English and therefore grammatical and vocabulary aspects of this story are not perfect. Also, I have no knowledge of Elvish language and all that is said is found online.

Chapter 1- The return of the lady

Masks. That is the only word I could use to describe my life. Wearing masks, for all 1800 years of it. All of it lived in a world foreign to my own. So very different. But I have no complaint. This was indeed tha path I chose. And I am grateful for it. But every gift has a price. I rarely saw my family, had almost to none contact with them, my only link to my own world visits, visits that were, more often than not, made by a guard. Today is my 1800th birthday, and that marks 1000 years since I've last seen my family. The aforementioned guard, Haldir, visited more often. We became close friends and I was looking forward to his visit. He'd visit every 100 years. But years are just numbers to us, for what is age when you're immortal. I am a member of the prideful and noble species . I am an elf. My name is Evelyn, daughter of Elrond, lady of Rivendell.

The day started as an ordinary one. I woke up to the rays of light dancing upon my face, in the exact same time as every day, went through my morning routine, got ready for school, ate breakfast and took public transportation. I arrived ten minutes early just like I do every day and was greeted by my overly cheerfull friend, Gabriell. This was common, usual, as was the entire day. But at the very pit of my stomach settled a nervous, forboding feeling, something was amiss. I knew that Haldir would come, so that wasn't it, he'd arrive during the day. That was also familliar. But this feeling fortold something more, something deeper. More sinister.

And I couldn't help but remembre the reason I was here, my father, brothers and sister and my grandfather. But most of all I remembered my grandmother, who had me hidden here, to protect and prepare me of a prophercy she herself made. A prophercy that fortold the wakening of a great evil. I was kept safe, but my home, my Rivendell, my family and the entire Midell Earth wasn't. I was safe in this parralell reality, where my gradmother sent me, but I had to return one day , to destroy a great king, destroy or be destroyed. The prophercy clearly said that a daughter of Elrond, born on the full moon, born from death, would be the death or face the death of a great king. My grandmother feared for my safety, for no king would want such danger around. And so the present day found me here. In a parallel universe, sitting in a classroom with humans so much younger than me, listening to an old human woman drone on and on about this verb pattern or that.

I sighed to myself when the class finnaly ended. I didn't know if I was more relieved that the woman finnaly stopped talking or that I knew that the moment I'd meet my friend drew ever nearer.

I flinched as I felt a hand on my shoulder, but relaxed when I realized that it was only Gab.

"We survived" she exclamed dramaticly, throwing her fist into the air. She didn't know the meaning of that, but I only chuckeled, envying slightly her freedom and spirit. When your lifespan has the longitude of countless human lifespans, it makes it difficult to form any kind of emotional bonds with said humans. But Gab managed to find a way, as she put it, to my heart of ice. She was a good friend, and I found it that I had great regret when I thought about the shortness of her lifespann. She has grown on me, as to say, and I couldn't bring myself to turn her away. I needed someone, no matter how selfish it may have been.

We made our way towards the gym class and found that a large group of girls was staring out the window.

And then I noticed the source of commotion. I dropped my bag carelessly and rushed out, not caring at the least about the shouts behind me. I flung the back door open and quickly descended the stairs. I walked briskly towards Haldir, my arms extended towards him. His blond hair was braided back and I felt a pang of nostalgia in my stomach. That was the most common hair style in my people. We met halfway and he bowed to me, his right hand on his heart.

"Lady Evelyn , I carry with me the greetings of Rivendell. It yearns for his lady." he said smiling slightly.

Then I noticed a shadow in his eyes and I brought my hands up to the sides of his face, forcing him to meet my gaze. By then, most of my class was out and I heared various calls from them even some whistles, but I barely registered them. Something was amiss in my home, my Rivendell, my forest, something hunted the eyes of my friend and I had to know what it was.

"I see great trouble in your eyes, what is it mellon nin? Don't try to hide it for I see the shadow in your eyes." I said, running my tumb across his features.

He took my hands and lowered them from his face.

"A lot has come to past in last century, the world stirrs, but I deem we shouldn't speak here. Accompany me for a walk lady Evelyn and I shall tell you what your heart already senses and what my eyes have seen."

I nodded and we turned away, following a familiar path that led to my favourite place in the entire city. To the park.

"Do you remember?" Haldir asked as we walked.

"I remember... I remember the trees that whispered to me, the water that laughed with me, the flowers that sung to me. I remember Rivendell, but does Rivendell remember me?" I answered.

"You may have been gone for a while, but you never left Rivendell's heart." he said and the way he said Rivendell made my heart ache. Something disturbed my forest, and it will not be forgiven easily.

We stopped only when we found ourselfs in the shelter of the trees.

Haldir turned towards me and I knew that the news he had to give were not the one I would be glad to hear.

"The One ring has been found." he said and I let out an unvolountary gasp. "The depths of Mordor stir and the Nazgul have been seen riding throughout the land. A council is to be held tommorow to decide of the faith of the entire Middle Earth. Lady Galadriel set me to you with a simple message. The time has come for the lady of Rivendell to return home."

I couldn't help but feel joy, despite the seriousness of the situation. After one thousand years, after all this time I would return home. I felt like I could dance with joy. Alas, the joy had an edge to it. The only reason I was able to return was because my entire world was facing destruction. The time has come for the debt to be paid. I would destroy or be destroyed.

I smiled slightly at my friend.

"When do we leave?" I noted that he didn't respond immediatly. He seemed to be lost in thought. I brought my hands up to his face and therefore managed to gain his attention.

"Mellon nin, " I said softly. "Let me help you."

"Lady Evelyn, I couldn't use your talent like that. "

"I am offering mellon nin, an offer of a lady is not to be refused." I smirked.

He sighed and nodded slightly. I took that as an invitation and closed my eyes. I reached out with my mind, finding his presence. I tapped at the edge of his consciousness and after he hadn't made any protest I let his feelings overpower mine. Throughout my blood ran power. I was gifted by it as was my father, my grandmother my grandfather and so on. I was emphatic, meaning I could feel what others felt. Granted that I was in close proximity to the person, that I had physical contact, and that I willingly invaded other persons feelings.

The first emotion that hit me was fear. That was really to be expected considering everything but the sheer force of his fear made me realize that the situation home wasn't as good as I had hoped. The second emotion was joy, joy to see me, and joy that I could return home. And under other various layers and sheets of emotions I found the one thing I needed. He had hope. Hope that the entire Middle Earth needed.

I let the emotional link go and noticed that he had been observing my reactions. I lowered my hands from his face and said with an even voice; "Not everything is so dark mellon nin, let us depart, let us return home, let us return to Rivendell. "

The portal opened in two minutes as a swirling mass of energy, with chilly winds and ghostly images. My grandmother called and it was time for us to join the war, war that was imminent, war for Middle Earth.

I was the first one to step through the portal and took a moment for my body to adjust. My body extended upwards and became curvier. My eyesight sharpened and I felt a chilly sensation on my ears. I reached up and noted that they too have changed, becoming longer and pointier. I could now detect every change in my surroudings and I sighed to myself. This was really refreshing. My hair also changed, becoming perfectly straight and reaching midwaist.

Haldir walked up in front of me and I noticed that he too assumed his true form. I was taller than I was as a human but still short for an elf. Dully noted.

Speaking about my hearing, a sound of someone taking in a sharp breath had me swirling about.

The sight before me shocked me. There, where the portal used to be, stood my frazzeled friend Gabriell looking as white as a ghost. I thought my heart may give out on me.

"Ev," she rasped out." Your ears look funny" before her eyes rolled back inside her head and she began to fall forward. Haldir rushed beside me and caught her before she could touch the ground. I also dully noted that she stayed human.

I really couldn't believe this situation. What kind of an idiot jumps in an unknown portal? The travel could have killed her, and for a brief second I allowed myself relief that the idiot still had luck on her side. She would need it.

I composed myself and, after assuring that Haldir had her, turned and started walking briskly towards Rivendell. Both Haldir and I knew that we had to get her to my father.

We treked throughout the forest with ease unmatched by any of the other races. We were in fact one with the forest, it would be unthinkable for her to turn against us.

The trees in this forest were something that could never be matched in the other reallity. They grew to several meeters above Earth simply bursting with life. Their leaves were the richest shade of green you could imagine. The ground we walked upon was covered in dirt, twigs , grass and the ocasional flower. You'd find a fallen tree log here and there, covered with moss, and sometimes, if you were lucky, or na elf, an occasional squirel would dart between the trees. These birds sang the most beautiful songs imaginable, they sang of love, of hope, of life. The flowers had a vast varity of colours and if you looked long enough you'd see them change various sahdes, a change far too subtle to be noticed if you were not an elf. We passed a small stream , gurgling happily under the sun. It was clear to me that War had not yet come to the forest of Rivendell.

And then we reached it, we reached my Rivendell. The main difference one would notice upon entering is that it wasn't built like the cities of the other reality, meant to stand out, no, my Rivendell grew with the forest. It was clearly a town with it's beautifully carved buildings, it's path covered with stone, it's bustling folk, but it was in the same time built to be one with the nature. Rivendell was built for peace.