Green grass covered the flowing landscape, running up and down the Elvish hills. Three months had passed since the War of the Ring had finally been won. Aragorn had rested, tired from the woes of war. After taking hold of his throne, he took Arwen as his Queen.

During this time, Gimli had retired to Helm's Deep, working to restore the mines and bring together Dwarves from every nation. Legolas and Gimli had promised each other they would journey through the caves together, along with Fangorn, but alas, their goal wasn't acheived. Shortly after the War ended, the trio parted ways, selfishly hoping to achieve their own goals in life. Legolas was deeply saddened by this, though he tried fruitlessly to get the trio back together.

Chief messenger of the Great King of Mirkwood rushed through the entrance of Helm's Deep and crashed right into Gimli.

"Woah there! Eh? Lookie here, an elf! In Helm's Deep no less!" Suddenly a thought came to Gimli. He grinned widely. "Have you brought word from my good friend Legolas?"

"No...well, yes...I mean, sort of... I have brought a message from The King of Mirkwood," The messenger replied.

Gimli's grin faded away slowly; disappointed that his Elvish friend had not wrote to him. "Oh, well, what is it then?"

The messenger cleared his throat, and began. "His majesty- King Thranduil of Mirkwood- has commanded of me to deliver this message."

"Dear dwarf Gimli,

Knowing that you have fought along side my son, Legolas, I realize I- and more importantly, my son- need your help. Shortly after Legolas arrived home from a hunt, a band of Uruk Hai attacked our gentle kingdom. Still unknown is their purpose of attacking- for none of the citizens were harmed nor even knew the Uruk Hai attacked-but none the less; it has taken on grave circumstances. I am sure my Trusted Cheif Messenger will explain more clearly, but please make haste! Legolas might not have much time! Go to your friend Aragorn; I am quite sure he'll take no time in helping in this dire situation. He and Legolas have been friends for many years.

~King Thranduil of Mirkwood~"

"What 'dire situation' is he speak'n of? I dun't understand!" Gimli responded, quite confused by the bigger, unrevealed meaning of the letter.

The messenger cleared his throat once again, wiping the perspiration off his forehead. "Sir Gimli, I am sorry to tell you this." He paused, gathering the right words to say. "Prince Legolas is missing; taken by the Uruk Hai."

I hope you enjoyed chapter 1! Please, all you Lord of the Rings fans out there; prove we still exist! Please review; I have a couple more Chapters ready, but I don't want to publish them until I get at least a few reviews. I hope you liked it! Oh, and if anyone knows some good Elvish phrases, I would love to hear them! I'm thinking of using the word father in Elvish, but I don't know it. Any help would be great! Remember, review! ~3~ Trina ~3~