Disclaimer: (also used for future chapters) I'm not Tolkien. These aren't all my characters. Please don't sue me, I'm poor.

P.S. This story unlike MOST of my other stories is not a romantic one. This was also my first story I wrote I just came into a writers block so I was hoping to get some ideas to finish it! (Im up to chapter 4 or 5)

P.S.S. This story summery will most likely change when in get farther into the story.

Whispers in the Winds Bend

Chapter 1

Just a walk in then ehh . . . forest

He gazed off into the distance just above the horizon of the dark sleepless sea. The wind gently brushed his long golden blonde hair, that he had pulled back behind his pointed ear, back into his face. However he was so focused on the sun rise he didn't seem to notice, or he simply did not care. He didn't seem to care much about anything anymore, and with that a tear fell from his bright blue eyes. He tried to hold back anymore that he felt were coming. His sorrow overcame him and he felt himself breakdown.

"Legolas" a deep voice called out and rang through the dense wood. A tall elf appeared from behind an old whimlick tree. He was glancing around and seemed to be looking for something. He shouted again this time a bit louder "Legol-."

"Here I am Father" replied a small voice as a young elf crawled out from under a dying brush plant. He had bright sapphire eyes that were noticeable against his pale skin. His golden blonde hair hung by his shoulder and was separated into two parts. The two pulled into an elvish fish- bone braid and the rest was neatly tucked behind he pointed ears. He wore a emerald green tunic with a fancy decorated border that was now barely visible with the dirt covering it.

The older elf smiled down at his son with a gentle face. He questioned him "My son, what are you doing out so late, you know it is forbidden for you to leave the palace grounds after dark."

"Yes, I know im sorry, father. It was just that we were having so much fun we didn't notice that it was getting dark." The young elf replied to his father trying not to met his eyes.

"We?" Legolas's father wondered out loud, only to have his question answered by two heads that peeped out under the same bush that Legolas was hiding moments before. They looked the same as Legolas. They had the same long blonde hair that was also braided and pulled behind their pointed ears. The only difference was their hazel eye which blended with the dying brush. "I might have known." He said with a chuckle. With this the two boys climbed out, their faces grinning. They ran over and stood on either side of Legolas who was now joining them with a smile.

"Come on you two lets get you home. You can play with Legolas tomorrow afternoon." complied Legolas's father making eye contact with both of the boys. Since he was King Thranduil of Mirkwood he knew all of his citizens and thus knowing where they lived. Making their way up the path they came to a large stone wall. King Thranduil walked up to the stone wall where the path ended and ran his hand in the shape of an arch. The stones melted away to form an archway. King Thranduil. looked back at the boys and motioned for them to come on through. Legolas followed his friends through the archway looking up at his father as he passed. King Thranduil looked down at his son and with a pat Legolas proceeded through the archway followed by his father. The archway quickly crumbled back up to form a solid wall again, by the time Legolas looked back after they were safely through.

"Stay close, any part of Mirkwood is not safe, especially at night," King Thranduil said in a hush tone. Legolas was the only one who seemed to notice his fathers eyes scanning the area as they walked. At the time he thought nothing of it and didn't bother to ask, which he later realized was a mistake.