Dolithiel - pronounced Do-lith-ie-l
Elvish will be in Italics.

The forest was completely quiet. No rabbits or squirrels trampled through the fallen leaves. There was just stillness, just silence that was soon broken by the voice of a concerned ellyth.

"Legolas? Legolas?"

A young elf called out with worry in her voice, "Legolas, we shouldn't be out this far! We are too close to the spider nests. We have to head back. Legolas, where are you?" Her heart was pounding with fear for her friend.

A dark shape dropped out of the branches above the elf. A scream and bell-like laughter was heard, echoing throughout the trees.

"Relax, Lithie. You're safe with me."

Lithie punched him in the stomach, "That was a nasty trick to play Legol-"

A hissing sound interrupted her. Soon after, the large hairy bodies of spiders dropped on to the ground around of them. Reaching for his twin daggers, Legolas went to hand the other elf one of his blades when he realized she already had her daggers out. Back to back, they faced off against the invaders. A shaggy limb darted out at the elves, Legolas leap to the side. The hairy appendix crashed into the ground in time for Lithie to cut it off, giver her just enough time to dispatch the spider and one of its companions.

"Nice move there, Dolithiel, but it could use some work." She turned around to see Legolas kill the last of the spiders or so they thought. Right as Dolithiel went to retrieve her dagger from the body of a spider, another dropped from the trees. Weaponless with a spider bearing down upon her, she closed her eyes and held her hands up out of instinct. A piercing screech and the smell of something burning filled the air causing her to open her eyes. Lithie's mouth fell open in shock at the sight that laid before her, a spider burning and Legolas, who was watching her with a wary expression on his face.

"Did you-?" whispered Legolas.

"Did I-?" Dolithiel echoed with a shaky, quiet voice. Her knees felt like jelly as she gasped for air.

"You're one of them, the Heru en Kala," Legolas pulled the trembling ellyth in to his arms. "Lithie, I won't tell anyone, I swear. I won't let anyone harm you but do you know how much danger you are in? If my father found out-"

"He would kill me. I'm one of the monsters parents tell their children about at night. You should let them kill me. You should kill me. You surely don't wish to be bonded with something like me." Dolithiel broke down in tears.

Legolas' jaw clenched, "I love you and I will never lay a hand on you, Dolithiel. You are not evil now nor will you ever be. No one has to know."

Several minutes later, three scouts came running through the trees, "My Prince, there were reports of a nest out he-" He took a look at the corpses around the clearing, his eyes widening with shock.

Legolas leveled the scout with a look, "I believe it is time for us to return to the castle."

*2 week later*
The days were long and the nights were even longer. Legolas had not heard from Dolithiel in over a week. So, he finally went to see his father.

"Ada? Where is Dolithiel? I have not seen her in two week."

Thranduil's face darkened with grief for he has to tell his son the news, "They are gone my green leaf."

Legolas replied looking confused, "What? What do you mean gone?"
Thranduil's face grew even darker, "They are all dead Legolas, her village is in ruins and there are Urk-Hai marks everywhere. Everyone who lived in or around that village is-"

Legolas cut him off, "No. No, I don't- I don't believe you." Legolas stared up at him with tears streaming down his face. He visibly broke, "NO! You lie, she is not dead, she cannot be dead! I would have felt it! I would have felt it if she was killed!" He shook his head in denial. "I would know," he whispered. "I WOULD KNOW."
The king reached out to his son, holding him close, "You could not have known."
Legolas whispered softly, "Father, she is my bonded. I should know."
Thranduil looked at him with surprise, "What? Why have you kept this from me?"

Legolas replied, "We are but 2500, no one would take us seriously and until I have proof I will never believe she is dead." Legolas ran from the throne room out into the forest and to his friend's home or what was left of it.
Thranduil shook his head and told his guard to follow him, "Make sure he does not hurt himself."
When Legolas gets to the ruins he starts walking around shouting his friend name, "Lithie!? Lithie? Please Valar don't let her be taken from me, I beg of you!"
When he finally approached what was left of his friend's home, he spotted something on the ground. When he picked it up he found it to be the circlet he got her for her 500th birthday. He fell to his knees and started to cry. He had finally came to the realization that she was gone.

He cried out in anguish, "No No No. NO! She can't be gone. LITHIE, DOLITHIEL, PLEASE!" The guard caught him before he hit the ground.

"Please come back to me."

*Meanwhile*
Dolithiel was floating in a cloud of her subconscious, not fully awake but not totally unconscious. Urk-hai had burnt down her home and murdered her parents, murdered her friends and her neighbors. She was alone. When she came to for a moment, she saw their destination. The next time she would awaken, she would be thrust at the feet of the Necromancer, deep in the heart of Dol Guldur. With the Necromancer's words swimming through her mind, she could only comprehend two things. The first being that there is no chance of escape for her. The second was that she would be given a choice, be a willing subject of the Dark Lord or being beaten in to submission. She had before her an ordeal of the most horrid kind.

She chose to be beaten, to fight before being submissive to the obviously more powerful figure. Death before defeat, but defeated she was. After many long weeks of torture and agony on both her physical body and her mind, she finally yielded. She broke, as everyone does, either with death or with submission.

Dolithiel was then trained to be a deadly assassin. Capable of devastating effects, she was put through fifty years of training. Her teacher was a man that went be the name of Kane. Though he was caring towards her in private, he was ruthless with her in training. His motto was, 'show no mercy when sparing for you will receive none in battle'. But the first lesson she learned and by far the most important was that you should never let your true emotions show, the reason being that the enemy would surely use them against you.