Disclaimer: Once again I own nothing other then the characters you do not recognize, namely Valin and any other original character I will bring into this work.

Stories in the faded twilight series:

Wilted Leaf

Outcast

Estel

A/N: I strongly suggest reading those stories before this one. On with the story.

Two Silhouettes stood in the darkness of the night. A gentle breeze blew through the night air and one figure's hood fell back revealing long blonde hair. The green cloak hid the beings fair features as blue eyes stared out fixedly into the night.

The other figure had on a travel warn dark cloak and dark hair was hidden in the darkened depths of the hood that still remained hiding his face. Gray eyes full of concern stared in worry at his companion.

The second figure with the green cloak was revealed to be an elf as he stepped out into the pale moonlight that casted an eerie feeling upon Rivendell and anxiety in its guests. The elf sighed as he gazed up momentarily at the stars, but tonight they offered no comfort for this elf.

" Legolas what's wrong my friend?" The first figure asked in elven as he followed his friend.

Legolas said nothing to his human companion as he walked silently passed him and walked into the house from the gardens. He sighed and went into his room and locked the door behind him. He brushed away a lock of blonde hair as he collapsed onto his bed ruffling his pale green tunic and leggings.

Estel sighed and gazed after his friend. He slowly walked back into the house and looked upon the broken sword, the heirloom of his bloodline. The following day would be that of the counsel of Elrond of that of the ring of power that the hobbits had brought.

Legolas sighed as he pushed himself up on the bed and turned his gaze out the window. No sleep came to him that night as his mind was consumed in thought of recent events leading him to Rivendell. He closed his eyes as he thought of the last conversation he had with his father.

*Flashback.*

Legolas walked into the throne room and waited in silence to find out just why his father summoned him.

Thranduil was just finishing up conversation with a messenger from Rivendell. When the messenger was gone he turned and glared at his son.

Legolas took a step back from his father not knowing what the look was for, but fearing his father's hot temper.

" What is this I hear of your promise to that human?" Thranduil snapped angrily as he rose from his throne.

Legolas had no clue what it was that his father meant. He took another step back and he had a confused look on his face.

" Well?" Thranduil shouted as he advanced towards his son.

" What are you talking about Ada?" Legolas asked trying to figure out just what he was in trouble for.

Thranduil's eyes flashed in anger at that comment and backhanded Legolas so hard he fell back into the wall. " I will not have a smart mouth child talking back to me!" Thranduil fumed as he went to the spot Legolas fell. " Now I ask you again. What is the meaning of this promise?" He shouted once more.

Legolas stared up at his father in shock. Never once in his life had his father raised a hand against him. His shock rooted him to the spot, and made him unable to respond.

" Answer me when I speak to you!" Thranduil yelled as he kicked Legolas hard in the stomach.

Legolas gasped in pain not expecting the blow. Blood trickled from his mouth as he closed his eyes and took in a sharp breath. Memories came rushing into his mind of the last time a family member beat him. " What is the meaning of this Ada? I don' t understand..." He said quietly.

Thranduil shook in rage, but was unable to stop what he did next. He took a small dagger from his belt, and with lightening speed stuck the dagger deep into his son's stomach. His eyes widened and he quickly pulled away, but already his hands were covered with his own son' s blood. " Legolas... I..." Thranduil started.

Legolas clutched his stomach and his hands covered the small dagger while blood seeped through his fingers. He forced himself to stand. He stared at his father in horror. " Stay away from me. Leave me alone!" He hid his injury and took off into the night upon his horse.

* End Flashback.*

TBC.....

Reviewers:

Lomiothiel: Nope couldn't kill our favorite elf now could I! Well here is the first chapter of the new story hope you enjoy.

Dalas Ray: here is the next story. * hands you tissues* lol

Sporkgirl: Your welcome. Thanks for the idea, but I recently came up with a title for the series. Hmm I'll have to re-read it and get back to you on that.