Disclaimer: last time I checked I did not create Legolas, or any other characters

That feature in the lord of the Rings movie, SO DON'T sue me~

All the other characters Like Saailli and Elondrir etc I made up on the spot-

I don't kno the slightest hint of elvish so I really don't have much of a clue…..

Legolas lay down at the top of the cliff, sheltered under a slab of rock, with his young daughter

settled in his lap, almost asleep. He smiled when he saw her dozing off, and looked at the sun.

It was getting late. he barely ever got time with his daughter any more. He was always so busy,

but he had promised her he would spend a whole day with her; she had been thrilled.

He was about to climb down the rock face, when he heard a agitated cry from his horse. He crawled

to the edge to see it pulling at it's rope, the whites of it's eyes showing as it pawed the ground and

pranced on the spot.

"Wait here a moment Saailli, " he said softly to his daughter, "im going to go see what spooked

the horse" the little girl nodded sleepily and curled up with her head on thier bag. Legolas climbed over the edge of the cliff and down the face.

Upon reaching the grey Arab stallion he first had to get close to it to untie it. The animal

was rearing and leaning against the rope. So far it held out, but the weight of the horse was

too much for the rope, however strong it was. In one quick, swift movement Legolas dodged

the hooves and grabbed the rope, pulling down with all of his small weight, and the surprised

horse dropped to all fours. He took advantage of the animal's standing still, slipping the knot

undone, and speaking softy in elvish, stroking it's neck. There was a loud crash, and the horse

spooked badly again, swinging round, rolling it's eyes wildly.

"Orc......" Legolas realised what was coming, they were a long way away, but he had no time

to grab his daughter and make thier escape. Instead he slipped the headcollar off the horse and

muttered something under his breath in elvish to it. The horse took off in the direction of it's home,

galloping madly with fright. Legolas turned around to see 10 Orcs burst through into the clearing, and, upno seeing the elf, they charged at him. He had his bow ready, and shot them down before they came in close range. More were bursting through the trees, and, too his dismayt, he found he was completly surrounded.

He shot at them untill one knocked him over to the grass, and then he threw the bow to one side, grabbing his two daggers that rested at his side, and clawing up at the Orcs. He lept to his feet and

dodged the rugged swing of one of the orcs, grabbing the beasts arm and using the force of the swing

to send the Orc flying over his hp. He ducked then swung upwards, lodging a dagger in the orcs throat. He snatched it back and in one fluid movement spun and thew it, trusting his hearing that there was an Orc with a raised blade behind him, and hitting it dead in the center

of whatever it was that functioned as the foul beasts heart. He grabbed one of his swords,spun and brought it round, and slashed a deep wound across another orcs chest, then bringing it down again,

to make a perfect cross. He then brought the blade up and drew it quickly across the orcs throat.

He heard the soft whistle of an arrow flying through the air, and almost without thinking dropped into

a breakfall, and the arrow thudded deep into the wood of the tree, just above where he had been standing. He drew his other sword in his left hand and cut down an approaching Orc, then bringing his blade under an orcs legs, cutting deep and making the Orc fall over, where he sliced his blade, cutting it's throat.

He looked up, there were 5 more to go. Three tried to attack him at once, and he made the two swords

move so fast that they just looked a mere silver blur, cutting the trio down as one. He turned his attention to the other two, but in a quick motion-an Orc he hadnt seen swung a heavy club at him,

catching him square in the jaw, knocking him senseless for a few long moments. Another Orc with a heavy, uncomfortable looking bow advanced on the prone elf, intending to stun the elf with an arrow,

then take him back to the rest of the orcs to have a bit of fun before they killed him. His daughter screamed, and the orc looked squarely at her for a moment. He would take the girl too, even though

she was only a few years old in human years. They would provide some sport for his followers.

Legolas slowly came to his senses, and, wishing the club had knocked him out, looked

up into the cold, black eyes of the Orc who had his arrow drawn, ready to shoot. He Suddenly

made a sickening gurgle deep in his throat, an arrow shaft sticking halfway out of his neck. He released the arrow without aim, sending it flying into the tree trunk mere centimeters from the blonde

elf's head. It had even caught some of his hair. Legolas gasped in rugged breaths of relief, and saw the other Orc collapse, an arrow in it's chest. He looked up to the cliff, where his daughter was standing with her small bow in her hand. He managed to get to his feet, and climbed the cliff, and upon reaching the top hugged the child tightly.

"Thankyou little one," he smiled," you make me proud" he said the last sentence in elvish, and she

smiled at him, her face a picture of innocence. He grabbed his pack and slung it on one shoulder, and held his own daughter in the other

arm, and swiftly climbed back down the rock face. At the bottom, he whistled up his horse, which

trotted up hesitantly.

He swung up on it's back, and seated his little girl carefully before giving the horse the go ahead to gallop on. it rose to the challenge, it's mane and tail flying elegantly behind him. Only when the animal reached Mirkwood did it slow to a trot, and clattered into the yard, where

Legolas' wife was waiting.

He angled the horse with his legs, and it walked up to the female elf, ears pricked. Legolas passed his

daughter to his wife, and swung off himself, rummaging through the pack, pulling out a bride.

He put it on the horse and swung back up. There was no time for a saddle.

"Where are you going?" his wife asked him, her eyes clouding with concern. Legolas looked hurt,

there were several long painful gashes on his torso, and his shirt sleeve was soaked with blood. He was also sporting a painfull looking bruise on his right cheek.

"There are Orcs in the forest- they are heading here, I have to ward them off before they destroy us", he said, checking his daggers and four swords were in place, and wheeling his horse quickly, knowing she would object.

The female elf grabbed the stallions reins and pulled it back. It reared and almost lost it's rider.

"Don't be stupid", she tried to reason, "take someone with you, please, you could get hurt."she almost begged

"There is no time," he said almost sadly, "the Orcs will take innocent lives if they are allowed here," he said softly, and bent down to kiss her cheek. "I'll be back soon," he said softly in Elvish, and galloped his horse out of the yard to the dense forest.

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Legolas' wife turned herself, and ran to one of the stablehands. "Please tack up Theomir

and Elondrir's mounts for me, im in a hurry," she begged. Two stable hands set about it at once,

noting the concern in the females voice.

"I'll be right back," she said gently to her daughter, kneeling to reach the same height,"

stay here, please"

"Okay mommy," the little girl replied, her big blue eyes looking sad. Then here mother

ran off, into the palace, and down the corridors. Upon reaching her destination she knocked desperatly at the door.

A tall blonde Elf opened it hastily. He looked alot like her husband, yet he looked different- not

quite as innocent or as slight. "Aelon!" he greeted her, but seeing she was almost in hystirics he closed the door, and steered her to a soft chair. "what's wrong" he asked, his green eyes seaching, voice concerened.

"Legolas- he was attacked, by Orcs when he went out today, he came back with Saailli and

then he went out again- he said he was going to ward them off. Theomir, you have to follow him-

He was hurt- he can't take on all those Orcs single handed, they'll kill him- i know he is slight and swift, but there must be more that 100 Orcs there."

Theomir nodded grimly, and got to his feet. "I must go at once," he said, concern for his youngest brother marring his brow. He strapped on all his weapons and grabbed his bow." I'll go get the mounts ready, you got fetch

Elondrir, and we will rescue Legolas. Then find Estel and send him in with an armed force to cover us and kill the orcs-

My brother sees both sense and madness- he was right to stop the Orcs, but to go on his own

could cost him his life."

"Your mount and Elon's are waiting for you. You Go, i'll got get him." she turned and ran down the corridor and went to find his other brother.

First Chapter……..that was pretty pathetic…..lol, oh well,

I guess that's what ya get when you stay up all night typing

On your half-dead computer- R/R- no flames- if anyone actually

Shows an interest I might continue…………..