Title: A Light In The Dark
Summary: Seems troubles finds the two even in the form of nature
Disclaimer: I only own them in my dreams where they are still cowering *g*
A/N: This part has no beta sorry for any mistakes all reviews welcome all flames will be burned to keep me warm.
Chapter 1
The omnious feeling would not leave the King of Mirkwood. For some reason the feeling that something was about to happen plagued him today. He did not know why considering it was one of the few days that the sun had managed to break through the darkness and warm everything. Perhaps he thought as he stood on his balcony he felt some doom no doubt brought on by the human which he stared down at now.
Estel and Legolas were chasing each other around the garden; and as Legolas' laughter drifted to the window it brought a smile to Thranduil. No matter how he felt about men he knew the thirteen year old below him was not like most men. Estel had brought laughter once again into his son's life. Laughter which had been non existent since his mother's death. He smiled down at the two as he watched them tumble to the ground giggling.
"Perhaps you two would like to meet me in the kitchen for a bite to eat." Thranduil yelled down to the pair.
Legolas looked at Estel and both nodded furiously. "Yes Adar we are going now."
"I shall join you in a few moments, I must first change. How about a ride later to the lake." Both boys jumped up and ran into the house, not needing any further encouragement.
Thranduil laughed to himself."The exhuberance of youth" he sighed as he pulled open his closet door.
The sound came gently at first; only a slight rumble. Then as if all of Middle Earth was opening up a great force shook the ground. Thranduil even though an elf fought to keep his balance. The lamps beside the bed shook and fell to the floor. The walls began to crack, and with one last look Thranduil saw the closet door headed for him.
Several minutes later....................
Thranduil tried to fight off the loud noises, the screaming he could hear, but he could not figure out where they coming from. As he slowly blinked his eyes open he saw only darkness and wondered why. He did not have to wonder long before as the thoughts of what happened came flooding back to him. He began to call out and after a few moments he heard someone nearing.
"Milord are you in here?" his servants yelled.
"Aye I am here" Thranduil squeaked out.
The servant saw Thranduil's legs sticking out from under the door and called for someone to help him lift the heavy oak door off the king. Once it was off he looked down.
"Are you hurt milord? Can you move?"
Thranduil blinked several times and then began to try to stand. He arose and shook the debris from his robes; when he noticed the cut on his arm.
"Milord you are hurt, let me get the healers at once!"
"Pay this no mind it is only a scratch. Where is my son, where is the prince?"
"We thought you would know milord." the servant said.
"He and Estel were headed for the kitchen when this started."
As Thranduil finished the statement the servant's eyes became as big as saucers.
"What is it, what is wrong!" Thranduil yelled seeing the fear in the servants eyes. The servant gulped and stammered.
"The kitchen is buried under rubble. The entire thing is buried."
Thranduil gasped and took off out the door. He ran for the steps and scaled down them. When he reached the bottom his eyes widened. It was as if a giant hand had obliterated where the diningroom and kitchen used to be. All that stood there now was a wall of earth and stone.
"Legolas!" Thranduil yelled as he began to try to claw his way through the debris. His calls could not be heard though as the two in the other room laid, engulfed by the darkness.
This is going to be a short fic perhaps only 3 or 4 chapters
Hope you enjoy until next time and hopes to see you all reading the next chappie of Stand or Fall
Summary: Seems troubles finds the two even in the form of nature
Disclaimer: I only own them in my dreams where they are still cowering *g*
A/N: This part has no beta sorry for any mistakes all reviews welcome all flames will be burned to keep me warm.
Chapter 1
The omnious feeling would not leave the King of Mirkwood. For some reason the feeling that something was about to happen plagued him today. He did not know why considering it was one of the few days that the sun had managed to break through the darkness and warm everything. Perhaps he thought as he stood on his balcony he felt some doom no doubt brought on by the human which he stared down at now.
Estel and Legolas were chasing each other around the garden; and as Legolas' laughter drifted to the window it brought a smile to Thranduil. No matter how he felt about men he knew the thirteen year old below him was not like most men. Estel had brought laughter once again into his son's life. Laughter which had been non existent since his mother's death. He smiled down at the two as he watched them tumble to the ground giggling.
"Perhaps you two would like to meet me in the kitchen for a bite to eat." Thranduil yelled down to the pair.
Legolas looked at Estel and both nodded furiously. "Yes Adar we are going now."
"I shall join you in a few moments, I must first change. How about a ride later to the lake." Both boys jumped up and ran into the house, not needing any further encouragement.
Thranduil laughed to himself."The exhuberance of youth" he sighed as he pulled open his closet door.
The sound came gently at first; only a slight rumble. Then as if all of Middle Earth was opening up a great force shook the ground. Thranduil even though an elf fought to keep his balance. The lamps beside the bed shook and fell to the floor. The walls began to crack, and with one last look Thranduil saw the closet door headed for him.
Several minutes later....................
Thranduil tried to fight off the loud noises, the screaming he could hear, but he could not figure out where they coming from. As he slowly blinked his eyes open he saw only darkness and wondered why. He did not have to wonder long before as the thoughts of what happened came flooding back to him. He began to call out and after a few moments he heard someone nearing.
"Milord are you in here?" his servants yelled.
"Aye I am here" Thranduil squeaked out.
The servant saw Thranduil's legs sticking out from under the door and called for someone to help him lift the heavy oak door off the king. Once it was off he looked down.
"Are you hurt milord? Can you move?"
Thranduil blinked several times and then began to try to stand. He arose and shook the debris from his robes; when he noticed the cut on his arm.
"Milord you are hurt, let me get the healers at once!"
"Pay this no mind it is only a scratch. Where is my son, where is the prince?"
"We thought you would know milord." the servant said.
"He and Estel were headed for the kitchen when this started."
As Thranduil finished the statement the servant's eyes became as big as saucers.
"What is it, what is wrong!" Thranduil yelled seeing the fear in the servants eyes. The servant gulped and stammered.
"The kitchen is buried under rubble. The entire thing is buried."
Thranduil gasped and took off out the door. He ran for the steps and scaled down them. When he reached the bottom his eyes widened. It was as if a giant hand had obliterated where the diningroom and kitchen used to be. All that stood there now was a wall of earth and stone.
"Legolas!" Thranduil yelled as he began to try to claw his way through the debris. His calls could not be heard though as the two in the other room laid, engulfed by the darkness.
This is going to be a short fic perhaps only 3 or 4 chapters
Hope you enjoy until next time and hopes to see you all reading the next chappie of Stand or Fall