Thranduil stood above the freshman, staring down at them, amused; freshmen were always so tiny and willing to do just about anything to be an active member of the fraternity. A smirk slowly formed on his face and then slowly began to become a Cheshire cat's grin. "Welcome to Zeta Phi my new little minions. I am Thranduil, your President…well…more like your Overlord. Which is how you will address me, or receive the consequences." He turned to look at his Vice President. "Legolas, read them the rules."

Legolas reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper that had seen better days. Unfolding it, he smirked down at the new meat. "Rule #1: Overlord Thranduil is God. He says jump, you jump; he says bend over and take it, well…you bend over and take it. Rule #2: You will come to all designated meetings at their designated time or you will not be considered for recruitment. Rule #3: If you're not pretty enough for the frat, you will be booted out and not reconsidered. We're not sorry. Rule #4: rule number one is the most important rule, never forget it….oh and party hard…if you don't party hard then you're in the wrong house."

Thranduil grinned, a devilish look in his eyes. "Wonderful, thank you Legolas…. Form a straight line down the hallway so I may look you over." The freshman scrambled in front of him, hurrying to make a straight line down the long hallway, pushing and shoving each other out of the way. They all wanted to please him and that made him happy. He slid down the carpeted steps to stand before the first one in line. "Leave." He saw the freshman's face fall but he cared not and just continued on down the line. "Stay. Leave…leave….stay….leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. Stay. Leave. Oh please God leave. And you may stay-"

It went on that way for five more minutes until he had weeded out fifty individuals, which left them with only twenty candidates. "Congratulations, if you're still standing here then you are pretty enough for our fraternity. However, that does not mean you will be allowed to become a member, let alone an active member. You still have many tests ahead of you. Let the Fraternity Games begin!"

Elrond Peredhel hurriedly walked down the snowy sidewalk, staring down at his schedule intensely; his stupid roommate had spilled his coffee all over his paper and now he was not sure if that said his class started in five minutes or it started an hour ago and he had missed the first half. The air was so cold; it was hard for him to breathe in, causing his chest to burn. He hated being a transfer student, coming into the middle of the semester like this but this school had been the one he had wanted to get into but the damn wait-list had kept him from it. Grasping his books to his chest he tried to jog into the building when someone else slammed into him and he fell onto his butt.

"Watch where you're going!"

He looked up at whoever had just so rudely ran into him and glared. He was tall and blonde and Elrond had to admit, extremely good-looking. But the scowl on his face made him ugly, not to mention he had this air of snootiness that also made him extremely ugly. Unfortunately, it was detracting from his physical beauty. "You should watch where you're going, you ran into me." He stood, gathering his books up. "Now if you excuse me, you're making me late for my class."

The blonde jerk smiled and it made Elrond shiver and feel butterflies enter his stomach all at the same time. "Awww, am I going to make the little fresh-meat late to his class. Remind me to start caring next time. Move you little twat."

Elrond scowled at him and went to step around but each way he stepped, the blonde stepped as well. After a few awkward steps, he realized he was doing it on purpose. "What is your problem!"

"I don't have a problem, you're the one all wound up over a stupid class. What's your name anyway?"

"That's none of your business-"

"If you tell me, I'll let you inside."

Elrond glared, but he gave in. "Elrond. My name is Elrond."

"Elrond, eh? I'm Thranduil."

"I don't care." Elrond took his chance and practically leapt through the door and hurried down the hall, trying to read the room number desperately. 210? No…no….310? Yes. It was 310! He rushed over to the elevator and could not keep himself from rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, nervous that he had completely missed his class. He hated being late and this was not the way to start out. He peered into the classroom and found it completely empty and his shoulders slumped.

Either he had the wrong room or the wrong time. He would have to go all the way back to his room to print out a new schedule. Which would take more time. He angrily kicked the wall and immediately regretted it as pain seared through his toes. A string of curses flowed out of his mouth and he had no choice but to limp back to the elevator and back outside. And there, sitting on a bench smoking, was the big blonde jerk-or Thranduil. Great.

"Decide to not go to class, twat?"

"No! I missed it. I have to go back to my room to print a new schedule-…why am I even telling you this? This is not your business." He was trying to hurry past the bench because confrontation was not what he wanted right now. Thranduil, however, did not seem to receive this memo because he was following him, jabbering away.

"How are you late to a class that's been going on for four weeks?"

"I'm a transfer student."

"A tranny, huh? Kinky."

Elrond bristled, gripping his books tightly. "Please leave me alone."

"Ah, you're so tense and sensitive. You need to go to a good party and get a really good lay."

"You must be deaf as well as dumb."

"And your comebacks need work." Thranduil quickly slid in front of him, stopping him in his tracks. "Come to the house tonight, we're throwing a party. It will be fun and I don't usually extend my hand to invite anyone. So you better be there. Zeta Phi house, it's on Jackson St. Be there, loser."

Elrond was about to snap at him but Thranduil was walking away and he was left alone in the snow. Stupid blonde jerk and his stupid power play. He didn't party and he would definitely not be going to a stupid frat party on his first night on campus. Rolling his eyes, Elrond hurried as much as he could back through the snow and cold to his room, to once again, print a schedule that he should have had in the first place.

Thranduil scourged the campus, finally coming to stand in the café that connected to the library. And there, there he was. The little shit that had missed out on his party. He had invited him and he had not shown up. "HEY! TWERK!" He watched Elrond become startled and quickly turn around. "Yeah you, where were you last night?! Hrm?! I invited you to Zeta Phi's party and you stood me up, you fucking twerk."

Elrond blinked, wishing he could collapse in on himself. "I had homework-"

"Homework?! That's bullshit and of course that would be a freshie's excuse. You better come by the house to make up for what you missed out on. Or I will find you and make your life a complete hell. Got it?"

"Uh-y-yeah….sure…"

"Good." Thranduil stormed back out of the library because God forbid anyone important actually saw him in there; he had a reputation to uphold. Freshman thought he could insult him like that; he would make him regret it. He was seething by the time he arrived back at the house and he was hell bent on making the stupid freshman completely regret his poor decision but then at the last minute, he realized that he could use this freshman for his own advantage; he was pretty, quite pretty, definitely pretty enough to join the fraternity. And the clothes he had on were extremely nice, meaning his family had money, which could also be useful.

Oh yes, he could recruit that little twat and make him into his protégé. Sure, Legolas would eventually take his place, but after him, who knew? There weren't that many more promising higher-ups. He would take Elrond in and he would put him under his wing and he would craft and mold a perfect little soldier-slut. Excitement filled him and he hurried up to his room to prepare his plan more. It was perfect and there could be no failing. Perfect plan was truly flawless.