A few years after RotK, a new evil rises, and Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli
sought it out!
None of the characters or places in this story belong to us. They are all ©Tolkien.
Hey, Just a quick note, the elvish might be a bit wrong, so for all of you that know your elvish stuff, sorry. This is hopefully going 2 be a long story so please say how we're going with it. Legolasrulez and Mr. Spaceman!
Chapter One
Legolas was practicing archery on the range in Mirkwood. There was a target filled
with green fletched arrows of Legolas. Each of them dead centre on the target. A
servant ran up to him and said "Prince Legolas, Your father would like to meet you in
his hall immediately."
"Tell him I'm on my way," answered Legolas. While the servant ran off, Legolas
gathered his arrows and put them back into his quiver. Then he swung his bow onto
his back and set of to meet his father. When he walked by elves, everyone
acknowledged his right to the throne after his father went to the Grey Havens by
bowing to him. As his light feet touched the ground he wondered what his father
required his presence for. As he opened the door and looked at his father's grim looks
he immediately knew something was wrong.
"Father, what is wrong?" Legolas asked.
"Elrond just send a message, there is a new evil in this world. One that we yet do not
know," replied Legolas' father Thranduil.
"But it can not be Sauron, he was defeated for good."
"This new evil is stronger then Sauron. Elrond stated that Uruk-Hai are moving freely
in his land, many carrying a new symbol, a sword engulfed in flames," Thranduil
replied with bitterness.
"What must we do?"
"Ride to Rivendell, Legolas, ride swiftly, Aragorn will be coming to Mirkwood soon,
he will travel with you."
Legolas could hardly contain his glee about seeing his old friend again. He hadn't
seen Aragorn since the war of the ring.
"He will arrive this night," said Thranduil, sensing Legolas' eagerness to meet his old
companion. "But please, do not speak to those infernal dwarves, you are a prince,
THEY are common species of this earth."
"Father, I wish you would not talk about my friend Gimli in that manner, we have
fought together in the battle field many times, and he has covered me more then
once."
Thranduil stood up; inside he knew Legolas would not see Gimli as an enemy, only a
friend. "Very well, you may leave Legolas."
Legolas left to go to his own room. The good thing about it was that it suited him
completely, not too much rubbish, just very straight forward. He had his bow made
from yew put neatly in the corner, along with the bow he received as a gift from
Galadriel, three quivers full of oak arrows, and his twin blades. He had his bed in the
middle and his clothes in a small cupboard.
As he had not much to do before Aragorn came, he found some wood and a carving
knife and began fletching. He carved the wood into arrows with the knife and put
three slits on the end. He then got his feathers and put them in the slit, then twined the
whole thing.
Lastly he carved 'Legolas Thranduil' onto the side. He did this many times until he
heard the sound of hoof beats. He ran to his window and saw Aragorn riding his horse
along the path. Legolas ran down to the main gates where the heralds were
announcing 'Aragorn son of Arathorn, King of Gondor.' Aragorn jumped of his horse
as a young elf took hold of the reigns and led it to the stables. Legolas ran to Aragorn
and hugged him.
Aragorn hugged back, and they then held each other out at arms length.
"Suilannad Aragorn, beleg an net na teli" said Legolas * Greetings Aragorn, great of
you to come. *
"Celair an na si ad," replied Aragorn smiling. "It has been far to long my friend."
"Yes it feels like an age since I last saw you," said Legolas, also in the common
tongue. Legolas' father came through the open door, and Aragorn bowed to him and
greeted him in the elven tongue. Thranduil did likewise. "You are welcome to stay as
long as you would like Elessar," said Thranduil; his eyes shining like a little boy,
Thranduil always enjoyed having guests.
"Thank you King of Mirkwood, but if it is permitted I would like to leave tomorrow,
this issue is quite serious." replied Aragorn, his voice grim and his face hard.
"Of course, we will leave tomorrow," countered Legolas, knowing Aragorn wanted to
leave today, but he knew that Aragorn was tired. "Come let us eat now, you must be
weary." Aragorn flashed him a smile of gratitude.
Most of elves did not eat meat, and if they did it was enough for everyone to eat with
no leftovers, because as they said 'life is to good to be wasted.'
As they were entering the throne room, an elf came stumbling through, clutching his
stomach. "Doron, man is neitha" Thranduil said rushing to the elf's side.*Doron what
is wrong? *
As Thranduil rolled Doron on his side, they saw clearly what was wrong with him.
His body had been torn apart, and 3 arrow heads were still lodged in his rib cage.
"Message,"
Doron managed to whisper before his eyes glazed over and he fell backwards.
Thranduil searched his hands and brought out a parchment. The note had been written
in blood!
Thranduil quickly scanned it, before stumbling over to his throne and sitting down.
"Ada, man ha ped" cried Legolas, clutching the dead elf. *Father what's wrong. *
Thranduil handed him the note..
None of the characters or places in this story belong to us. They are all ©Tolkien.
Hey, Just a quick note, the elvish might be a bit wrong, so for all of you that know your elvish stuff, sorry. This is hopefully going 2 be a long story so please say how we're going with it. Legolasrulez and Mr. Spaceman!
Chapter One
Legolas was practicing archery on the range in Mirkwood. There was a target filled
with green fletched arrows of Legolas. Each of them dead centre on the target. A
servant ran up to him and said "Prince Legolas, Your father would like to meet you in
his hall immediately."
"Tell him I'm on my way," answered Legolas. While the servant ran off, Legolas
gathered his arrows and put them back into his quiver. Then he swung his bow onto
his back and set of to meet his father. When he walked by elves, everyone
acknowledged his right to the throne after his father went to the Grey Havens by
bowing to him. As his light feet touched the ground he wondered what his father
required his presence for. As he opened the door and looked at his father's grim looks
he immediately knew something was wrong.
"Father, what is wrong?" Legolas asked.
"Elrond just send a message, there is a new evil in this world. One that we yet do not
know," replied Legolas' father Thranduil.
"But it can not be Sauron, he was defeated for good."
"This new evil is stronger then Sauron. Elrond stated that Uruk-Hai are moving freely
in his land, many carrying a new symbol, a sword engulfed in flames," Thranduil
replied with bitterness.
"What must we do?"
"Ride to Rivendell, Legolas, ride swiftly, Aragorn will be coming to Mirkwood soon,
he will travel with you."
Legolas could hardly contain his glee about seeing his old friend again. He hadn't
seen Aragorn since the war of the ring.
"He will arrive this night," said Thranduil, sensing Legolas' eagerness to meet his old
companion. "But please, do not speak to those infernal dwarves, you are a prince,
THEY are common species of this earth."
"Father, I wish you would not talk about my friend Gimli in that manner, we have
fought together in the battle field many times, and he has covered me more then
once."
Thranduil stood up; inside he knew Legolas would not see Gimli as an enemy, only a
friend. "Very well, you may leave Legolas."
Legolas left to go to his own room. The good thing about it was that it suited him
completely, not too much rubbish, just very straight forward. He had his bow made
from yew put neatly in the corner, along with the bow he received as a gift from
Galadriel, three quivers full of oak arrows, and his twin blades. He had his bed in the
middle and his clothes in a small cupboard.
As he had not much to do before Aragorn came, he found some wood and a carving
knife and began fletching. He carved the wood into arrows with the knife and put
three slits on the end. He then got his feathers and put them in the slit, then twined the
whole thing.
Lastly he carved 'Legolas Thranduil' onto the side. He did this many times until he
heard the sound of hoof beats. He ran to his window and saw Aragorn riding his horse
along the path. Legolas ran down to the main gates where the heralds were
announcing 'Aragorn son of Arathorn, King of Gondor.' Aragorn jumped of his horse
as a young elf took hold of the reigns and led it to the stables. Legolas ran to Aragorn
and hugged him.
Aragorn hugged back, and they then held each other out at arms length.
"Suilannad Aragorn, beleg an net na teli" said Legolas * Greetings Aragorn, great of
you to come. *
"Celair an na si ad," replied Aragorn smiling. "It has been far to long my friend."
"Yes it feels like an age since I last saw you," said Legolas, also in the common
tongue. Legolas' father came through the open door, and Aragorn bowed to him and
greeted him in the elven tongue. Thranduil did likewise. "You are welcome to stay as
long as you would like Elessar," said Thranduil; his eyes shining like a little boy,
Thranduil always enjoyed having guests.
"Thank you King of Mirkwood, but if it is permitted I would like to leave tomorrow,
this issue is quite serious." replied Aragorn, his voice grim and his face hard.
"Of course, we will leave tomorrow," countered Legolas, knowing Aragorn wanted to
leave today, but he knew that Aragorn was tired. "Come let us eat now, you must be
weary." Aragorn flashed him a smile of gratitude.
Most of elves did not eat meat, and if they did it was enough for everyone to eat with
no leftovers, because as they said 'life is to good to be wasted.'
As they were entering the throne room, an elf came stumbling through, clutching his
stomach. "Doron, man is neitha" Thranduil said rushing to the elf's side.*Doron what
is wrong? *
As Thranduil rolled Doron on his side, they saw clearly what was wrong with him.
His body had been torn apart, and 3 arrow heads were still lodged in his rib cage.
"Message,"
Doron managed to whisper before his eyes glazed over and he fell backwards.
Thranduil searched his hands and brought out a parchment. The note had been written
in blood!
Thranduil quickly scanned it, before stumbling over to his throne and sitting down.
"Ada, man ha ped" cried Legolas, clutching the dead elf. *Father what's wrong. *
Thranduil handed him the note..