(A/N: Right now I am already giving you a WARNING that this fic is OOC and AU so if you are not a fan of these kinds of stories and prefer the characters to stay similar on the Book then do not read this. Silence Me With Pleasure is a Movie-Verse—as what my Beta told me—but Legolas Greenleaf will be nowhere near his traits in the movie nor book, he'll be something else. I decided to do a little experiment so here it is and if it will not turn out good then I'll think of something else for this but I hope you will give it a try first and tell me if it's worth continuing or not.)

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**The Brighter The Light, The Darker the Shadow**

We are known for our unrelenting beauty and intelligence. Our race is higher than that of Men. We do not age or sicken, and our wounds heal quickly. We are nearly perfect. But we can die by fading or being slain on the battlefield. So much for being immortal. Hardly. We cannot be truly immortal; for that will mean that we would be as the Valar.

We are the Elves, the Firstborn children of the great Eru Iluvatar.

Many Men look up to us because of the attributes we possess. I often feel the envy in their eyes whenever they look at us. I sometimes pity them for not possessing such abilities and appearance, but Eru has other plans for them. They should be at least grateful that they are also His children.

I suppose that I am one of the Elves envied by others. Many women and elleth have been drawn by my ethereal looks and charms. All of them thought of me as some holy being sent from paradise... but it was actually quite the opposite. Should they want to know the truth, Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood is not an Elven Prince to worship. I am not what they thought I was: a gentle, charming, brave Prince, skilled with the bow, a great warrior. I appear nice and respectable to many. Yet it is not false. My traits are all genuine, but I am not really nice and most definitely not respectable.

I like women a lot. You are lucky if I chose you. I am aware that many are willing to be with me and they will do anything to become my lover, but they repulse me. I prefer those who can resist my charms. I am much more eager to take those into my bed than the ones that are chasing after me. Father does not have anything against it, though there are times that he asked me when I will find the right lady to marry. Marry? For love? I have never loved. I take them for the sake of lust. If I tire of them, I rid myself of them.

Now you see who I truly am. It does not matter if you like me or not, because once I have set my eyes on you…there is no chance for you to escape. I will make you like me and make you mine. You will succumb to my touch and you lips will form my name every time I enter you. Beneath my body you will be helpless and dazed. You will scream and moan as I put my mark on you. You will lose…because I will make you lose.

(It's a short chapter for I focus on Legolas' POV for awhile but I will redeem myself in the next chapter and make a longer one.)

~Angel