A/N: AHHAHA IM TAKING A RISK HERE :P I have read a few legolas/oc fics before and only few of them have i found interesting, and i decided why not? ill make one too. :P

of course she may be a sue, but thats why i love her. because even though we all hate the sue, its kind of impossible not to read a fic about one (: I hope the characters are not OOC, im terrible about OOC. :\ it sticks to me like glue when I write ahah.

I promise ill make this less sue-ish as possible. O.O please no flames they will, unfortunately for anyone who DARES to, be ignored. (: my OC is called 'Brietlin' though its pronounced 'bratelyn' yaah, im weird :P. I'm sorry if I get any facts wrong from Lord of the rings- I'm reading the book at the moment (UP TO THE CHAPTER CALLED LOTHLORIEN :OOO), but yaaah ahah i might get some facts wrong- please don't scalp me for that :P

DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN LORD OF THE RINGS (sadly for me :P) OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. THEY BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. I AM SIMPLY A FAN OF TOLKIEN'S LORD OF THE RINGS. NOTHING MORE.
I ONLY OWN MY OC, BRIETLIN. (:

CHAPTER ONE: I FOUND YOU IN THE FOREST

The trees blew gently in the coming wind. I hid as far in the log as I could. the forests of Lothlorien were not helping as I struggled to hide myself from the coming uruk-ai. The wind continued to howl as the uruk-ai, one by one, jumped over the log I was currently hiding in.

I tucked my legs up, my chin meeting with my knees and closed my eyes, hoping one of them wouldn't notice me. I had been alone in these woods for well over a week now and I was still getting used to eerie howls ofthe wind passing through the branches of the trees high above my head.

The sun was shining brightly through the leaves and making the forest floor glisten as the dew was still fresh.

When all sounds of feet treading on the ground had passed, I was desperate to get out of this log. I looked around while I was still in the safety of the log, and then taking a deep breath- I threw myself out of the log, rolling safely onto the ground and jumped up to my feet. I turned as swiftly as I could towards the log, and scanned my surroundings, feeling my elf ears twitch when a branch broke in the distance. 'Its just forest noises' I said to myself quietly.

The rough growling and clanking of the uruk-ai's armour was slowly fading and I felt a wave of relief overcome me. I sat myself firmly on top of the log, telling myself to keep my ears open for more uruk-ai.

I had been travelling with my brother and sister, Garlwyn and Arastyl, when I was left alone. I was left by myself near the packs of blankets that we had brought with us, they promised to return but never did. I still worry about them.

I'm sure they are safe, and most likely searching for me, but I have not come across them in the week I have been left alone. Of course, I had managed to successfully hide all of our belongings behind a large and wide tree, behind the tree there was a large thicket. There was just enough room for me to sleep, and to store all our belongings.

I do not look at all like brother and sister. They are beautiful elves with long flowing brown hair. I am not quite as beautiful, and I have blonde hair. I have a scar on my jawline, a jagged red scar.

I stopped my eyes from darting around the forest when I heard two voices speaking. A one that sounded older than the other. The other one perhaps belonging to a halfling. I was frightened. These voices could belong to spies of Sauron or Saruman. Garlwyn and Arastyl had talked incredulously long about how the one ring was being carried to Mordor, and how the orcs and uruk-ai were running free through the lands of Middle-Earth.

Being slightly older than myself, they had insisted I stayed back at the 'campsite' and watched the belongings. While they talked about Sauron and his return while they were collecting firewood. I had heard them very briefly but I knew quite well what they had been talking about.

The two voices remained chatting and strained my neck to see in any place to voices might be coming from. I saw a short glimpse of brown hair and returned my eyes to the place I had witnessed the head. I jumped up from the log, and courched alone the thicket until I got a better look at the head. It belonged to a halfling, who looked much shorter standing near the tall human man looking at the halflings hand with pure interest.

The halfling was looking down at his own hands, then looked back up towards the man and clutched whatever was in his hand rather tightly. 'Would you destroy it?' he asked. The man slowly began to move to the Halfling after he had reopened his hand.

If I was going to get answers from these two, I was going to have to attack. I started thinking. The taller human had a large sword in a sheath on his side, as did the halfling.
The man now knelt down on his knees to the halfling, and covered his hand over his fist.

Thoughts and plans were swirling in my head and my eyes twitched slightly when I decided what to do. When the man looked as if he were going to say something, I leapt over the thicket I had been peaking through and charged at full-speed towards the man.

I was light on my feet, as well as any other elf and while he was least expecting it, I knocked into him and tackled him down the hill. While I had the chance, I swung the sword out of his sheath and landed very ungracefully on his back. He groaned slightly.

I grabbed his mop of brown hair and pulled it towards me, making his head roll backwards. With my free hand, I held it at his neck. Certainly this was a very odd way to hold him, but if these were spies of Sauron then I had to be extra careful. This was the last thing he could escape out of.

I didn't bother about the halfling, he ran off rather nervously and started shouting in the forest. I didn't care at the moment. 'Who are you, what are you business in these lands?' I yelled at him.

His nervous frown turned into a smirk and he sighed. 'Aragorn, son of Arathorn. What are you called young Elleth?' I frowned. 'How did you know I was an elf Aragorn?' I put emphasis on his 'name'. He chuckled slightly. 'Just by the way your words roll off your tongue. Perhaps if you allow me upto my feet, I'll inform you of why we are here..?' Now I felt rather silly calling him a spy of Sauron, but I was simply scared and it was quite possible.

'Fine, but I keep the sword' I said slowly. I grasped his shirt then lifted my legs off of him and pulled him up onto his feet. He was slightly taller than me, but I still had a firm grip on the sword.
I tried to put a menacing face on, and grimaced at him.

'Now, explain. Quick' he sighed and looked at me curiously, 'how do I know you are not a spy elleth?' I frowned slightly, 'I'm not a spy, how dare you!' I held the sword harder at his neck.

He smirked, 'ahh, but you thought of me as one. Did you not?' I stuttered on my words and then narrowed my eyes at him. 'You'll explain to me first before I can surely know you are not a spy, why you are here' he merely smiled. Then lowered his voice to a whisper.

'I'm sure you're not a spy young elleth, though if you are, I hope you know how easily I could escape this sticky situation you have me in don't you?' I frowned, then narrowed my eyes again.

'I'm accompanying Frodo, the young halfling I was standing with earlier, along with 8 others as he travels to..' he looked uncomfortable as he barely whispered the next word, 'Mordor... to destroy the one ring.' I pulled the sword away gently. I stared at him curiously, 'that halfling was carrying the one ring? he's the one making the almost impossible journey into Mordor?' he covered my hand with his mouth and made a loud shhh noise.

'Do not speak of that name as loud as you do. I sense there are uruk-ai about' he whispered quietly, but firmly. I shoved his hand away and sighed. 'Well then I guess I was wrong' I said. 'May I ask for your name young elleth?' I nodded slightly. 'Brietlin of Rivendell. I was left alone when my brother and sister did not return from looking for firewood when we were travelling. I have been here for over a week, sleeping in between a thicket and a tree. I hope they come back soon, for I fear they might have gotten lost'

We exchanged a knowing look, and then the growling of uruk-ai came into our ears. I softly handed him his sword back and started panicking. They did not sound very far and I feared they may be closer to us then I had thought. 'Aragorn, where do I go?' I asked, breathing awfully quick.

He thought to himself for a few seconds and then clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. 'I know two other halflings that should be just down that hill. I think they have already found a hiding place. They go by the names of Peregrin and Meriadoc, though they might call each other Merry and Pippin. If you come across them, tell them Aragorn sent you to them, and that they must trust you. If you do not find them Brietlin of Rivendell, then you must continue down the hill until you see the shore. Take a boat, they are ours. Escape. Its been nice knowing you Brietlin, though I must go fight now' he hurried off up the hill and waved me off down the hill. 'Go! go now! hurry!' he cried.

I stepped back, shaking my head in disbelief as Aragorn disappeared. My foot slipped on the edge of a tree trunk and I fell backwards onto my back and tumbled and rolled down the hill. I landed on my back just beside an old tree.

My nose was bleeding and my leg was stinging a lot. I hissed at the horrible feeling and dragged myself over towards an old tree trunk right across from me. I collapsed inside and groaned. I landed on my back, yet again, with my legs pressed up against the wall.

'AHHH GET OUT OF HERE YOU MANGY BEAST! YOU UGLY FOUL FACED OR- ... lady?' I tilted my head slightly and saw two blonde halflings staring at me with wide-eyes. "Are you okay miss? hope you didn't break anything..." said one, rushing over to help me up. "Careful there Pip.." said the other one, rushing over as well after the supposed 'Pip' had dragged me to my feet. "Shes fine Merry, just bumped her head..." the names Merry and Pippin repeated over and over again in my mind and I suddenly realised these two were the ones who I had to hide with.

I smiled slightly lopsided at them, I felt my head. A sticky substance was on my fingers. The smell of copper filled my nose. It didn't take a genius to work out it was blood. I groaned again, and then watched as the smiling faces of Merry and Pippin turned into frowns.

'What happened lady? you must've fallen from a tree or something!' cried Pippin. "I'm sorry, I'm Pippin." he said smiling broadly. Merry jumped beside him.

"I'm Merry" he said, smiling just as wide as Pippin. "Who are you miss?" they asked carefully. I smiled at them. "My name is Brietlin, Merry and Pippin. Your friend Aragorn requested that I hide with you, you must trust me" they nodded sharply.

"That's a pretty name..' said Pippin. I chuckled. "Well, thankyou Pippin." Merry stood on his tiptoes to see outside the fallen tree trunk. "We heard the uruk-ai come up the other side of the hill before they started attacking Aragorn and the others" said Merry, scanning very quietly the surroundings.

"Whoa! Frodos comin' get up here Pip!" he helped Pippin onto his toes and the two seemed to be talking in hushed voices with the infamous 'Frodo' I have heard of.

I tried to calm myself down from the pain in my leg. I could feel warm sticky blood running down from whatever wound was on my leg, and it was aching so much I almost couldn't take it. I hadn't experienced pain like this before, and I didn't like it at all. The talking stopped for a minute, and I looked up at Pippin and Merry curiously, "...He's leaving" whispered Merry, looking intently out of the tree trunk.

"No!" yelled Pippin, standing up on one of the smaller logs in the hollow tree trunk. It wasn't long before, to my disbelief, they had left me here with a mere apology and took off up the hill.

It had been well over an hour. I sat in the trunk, almost falling asleep on the side of it. I heard my name being called many times up the hill, and I slowly stirred from the sleepy sensation.

"Brietlin! Brietlin!!" I recognised the voice as Aragorn's and started thumping as loud as I could on the edge of the tree trunk. "I'm here! Aragorn! I'm in here!" I grabbed the large log my wounded leg had been resting on and started hitting it on the side of the tree trunk.

I heard the loud calls of Aragorn as I continued to thump hopelessly on the side of the trunk. I heard the crunching of the forest floor as Aragorn slowly made his way down to my hiding place. I feared I would not be able to stand up with my wounded leg.

His head peeked over the side of the trunk and I pointed to my aching leg. "I injured myself" i said, shifting my body- careful noit to move my leg. He nodded and reached over the edge for my hand. I took his hand gratefully and stood up with mighty effort.

I cried out when my leg started to hurt even more. I leant on my good leg and bent the knee of my other leg as best as I could. I made sure I had a very firm grip of Aragorn's hand as he counted to three. "Ready? I'm going to pull you over the edge.. 1, 2.." I suddenly considered my injury, "BUT WHAT-"

"3!" he pulled as hard as he could on my arm. Nearly ripping my arm out of its socket, I found myself lying on the floor. He clapped his hands together, as if cleaning the dust off of them and frowned at my leg. "how did it happen?? he asked curiously, holding his hand to his chin.

I told him how I had slipped down the hill and how my head and nose had started bleeding, and my leg had gotten cut by something along the way.

Very soon I heard two sets of footsteps running towards where Aragorn and I were situated. I turned my head towards where the footsteps were coming from and found a small bearded dwarf and a blonde elf running towards elf. They were both eyeing me and my leg as if deep in thought. "who are you lass, and what of your leg?" asked the dwarf, genuine concern in his voice.

The elf bit his bottom lip and knelt down to me, examining my leg closely. "I'm Brietlin master dwarf... of Rivendell." I grunted as I shifted again, trying not to even slightly move my leg. "May I ask who you both are?" I said, looking from the dwarf to the elf. "I'm Gimli lassie, this is Master Legolas of the woodland realm" This Gimli didn't look extremely happy to introduce the elf.

Legolas tilted his head to the side and smiled for a split second, as if he were uncomfortable. His gaze then flickered back to Aragorn and he stood up. 'She needs it wrapped Aragorn, though she cannot walk on it. Perhaps if she came with us, we might be able to get her a horse or......."

Legolas glanced down again at the leg. "It might be dangerous Aragorn, though we cannot leave her here to fend for herself" I sighed as I remembered of my brother and sister. "I'm by myself anyway Master Elf, I was left here on my own no more than a week ago. I have no idea where my brother and sister are, for they left me here when we were travelling. They haven't shown up once"

I felt an ache in my heart and tried not to think of them. Aragorn looked at Legolas thoughtfully, then nodded and smiled. "I think thats our only choice for now Legolas, though it will keep us behind as we search for the halflings" he glanced down at my leg and slowly walked around me. I felt my eyes widen rather largely. 'Find the halflings? you mean the halflings you were accompanying? which ones Lord Aragorn?" his eyes flickered up to me.

I tried to convince myself it wasn't Merry and Pippin, for they were quite nice halflings and the only ones I had met so far. I would be quite upset if I heard they got lost. "They did not get lost Brietlin, they were captured by the uruk-ai" said Legolas, sighing at the end. "We do not know if they are alive or not"

"Dead?" I questioned. "We do not know.." said Aragorn. "were tracking the remaining uruk-ai and hopefully we can take back Merry and Pippin and hope they are safe" I frowned, then smiled slightly up at Aragorn.

"I want to help, though I don't think I can do much in this condition...Could we perhaps stop at a village and borrow a horse or pony from there?" Aragorn sighed, "We MUST track the uruk-ai... though considering it would take us longer on foot with you barely walking, I think it would be wise if we stopped at a small village. How long could it take? even if we are walking still, you wouldn't be limping."

A/N:
WHAAAAT?! :O AHAHAH i finished that in an hour, im so proud :D well let me know what you thinkkk, do you want more? :O should I update? WHAT WILL I DO?
ahahah, well im sorry for the quotation marks, ignore the beginning ones. I did them properly towards the end I reckon :P errr... if you don't like it then click right on out of here, because yaaah. I don't want to be left with a bad review xD well, i hope you guys liked it :DDD
-alyce. xxox (author)