Title: Tithen Dulin
Author: Mystkyten (mystkyten@cox.net)
Pairing: Legolas/OFC
Rating: R
Author's note: This takes place before the fellowship of the rings. I do not have a BETA at this time, so all the mistakes are mine. Please be kind when pointing them out to me :)
WARNING: abuse of a child. Please do not read if this bothers you. I know that there are not many references to elves being evil, but the way I figure it, if there are good and bad human, then there are good and bad elves. If you do not agree, do not read this story. ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters you recognize, they belong to Tolkien, I am only borrowing them for a little while. I promise to bring them back in the same condition as I found them, maybe with a little wear and tear.
^means thought^ *means human speak* ***means flashback*** "means elven"
Please R/R this is my first attempt at a fanfic and I am really, really scared. Please let me know what you think.
Chapter 1
^One more furlong and I will be able to return home^ the tired elf thought to himself. After being in the woods for the past three months, thoughts of sleeping in a real bed made his steps a little lighter. A sound of soft crying interrupted the musing of the weary elf.
Legolas silently approached the edge of the forest. In the clearing he saw a young human child sitting desolated by the riverbank, tears streaming down her cheeks. ^What a beautiful child^ he thought. The child had raven locks that flowed down her back ending just at the curve of her hips. She could not have been more then 5 or 6 years old, what in the world was she doing out here all alone.
*Why are you crying?*
The child clumsily got to her feet, her face pale, with fear shining in her sea green eyes. ^Oh no, a Demon Lord! ^ Frantically she looked around for a way to escape. Unfortunately he stood between her and the forest, with the river blocking her from behind.
*It is okay little one, I will not hurt you.* he tried to keep him voice calm so as not to scare her any further. *I just want to help you*
The girl looked into his eyes and seemed to be comforted by what she saw there. *I got lost, I followed the butterfly, but he would not take me back home. Can you take me home? Are you a Demon Lord? Dada says the Demon Lords have ears like yours.*
Legolas sat down next to the little human and tried to make sense of her rambles. *Hold on Tithen Dulin one thing at a time. Why are you out here by yourself?*
*Mama was too busy to play with me and I saw a butterfly so I followed it, when I got to the water, the butterfly flew away, it would not wait for me, I tried to find him so he could take me home.* she started to cry again.
Legolas gathered her into his arms, *Shhh tithen dulin, I will help you get home.*
*You will? Oh, thank you* She threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
Legolas enjoyed the feel of her tiny lips on his cheek. He had not been around any children as he was the youngest elf in his realm, so he was not sure what to do with her. Legolas rose with the child securely held in his arms.
*Are you a Demon Lord?*
*I am no demon, tithen dulin, just an elf* Legolas started to head towards the village on the edge of Mirkwood forest, hoping that that was where the child was from.
*What is tit..th..du..lin?*
*Tithen Dulin, means Little Bird, I call you that because you chatter like a little bird.* Legolas laughed at the expression on the little girl's face. She was trying so hard to pronounce the elven words. Pulling her closer to his chest, he set out to find her family.
Legolas was enjoying the child's chatter when he became aware of a disturbance in the forest. They had just about reached the village, another few feet and they should be able to see the edge of the clearing. Legolas looked around until he spotted a hollowed out area at the foot of a tree. *Tithen Dulin* he interrupted her chatter. *Listen very carefully; I need you to wait here for me. Do not come out of this hole until I come back for you. Do you understand?*
The child nodded and crawled into the hole. *You will come back for me?* She asked fearfully.
*I will return, remember, do NOT come out of this hole until you see me.* He stroked her cheek softly trying to reassure her with more then just words. He straightened up and tried to camouflage the entrance to the tree.
Stealthily, Legolas crept up on the village, his bow at the ready. Unease filled his heart. The forest was too quiet. It was the middle of the day, but he did not hear any movement coming from the nearby village. He rounded the last tree and halted in shock. Everywhere he looked, all he saw was destruction. A quick glance show nothing moving. Keeping his bow in front of him, he searched the village for any signs of life. Nothing, not even the animals survived the devastation. He knelt next to one of the villagers and examined the arrow that had killed him. Orcs. His face was contorted with disgust.
*AHHH*
Legolas spun around. Standing at the edge of the last house was the little girl. Her eyes were huge as she looked around herself. Suddenly she ran over to one of the bodies in the doorway of the house. *MAMA!* She threw herself to the ground next to her mother. *Wake up mama!*
Legolas sprinted to the child's side. He scooped her up and tried to protect her from seeing what remained of her mother. She started hitting Legolas, struggling to get out of his arms. *Let me go, I have to help mama. Let me go!*
Legolas kept walking out of the village. *There is nothing we can do for your mother. We have to leave, I am not sure if the danger is gone. She would not want you to be hurt.* Legolas's eyes kept moving as he quickly exited the village. After a few minutes of struggling in Legolas's arms, the child collapsed sobbing as if her heart was breaking. Pulling her closer to him, Legolas laid his cheek on her soft curls. *Don't worry Tithen dulin; I will not let any thing happen to you.* Legolas lengthen his stride, heading back to the border to inform the other guardians of the presence of orcs.
After a hurried conversation with the guardian taking his place on the patrol, Legolas headed into the heart of Mirkwood. If he hurried, he would be at the palace before dark. After traveling most of the afternoon with the child softly sobbing into his shoulder, Legolas was glad to see that the child had finally succumbed to sleep. With the visions the child had seen this day, he was sure it was not going to be a peaceful sleep, but right now any sleep was good.
Legolas nodded to the guards standing at the door of the war room. " Is my father in?"
" Yes, your highness."
Legolas looked over at the closed door of his father's war room. He glanced down at the child sleeping in his arms. Maybe it would be better if he found somewhere to stash the little one before talking to his father about her. Before he could put his words into action, the war room door opened and the King of Mirkwood marched out.
" Legolas! You are back. You were sorely missed my son." Thranduil glanced down at the bundle in his son's arms. " What do you have there?"
" Uh." Legolas started to panic; this was not how he wanted to tell his father about the child. It was common knowledge that he held no love for humans. He was pretty sure he knew how the king would react.
He was not far from the mark, for at that moment the child stirred in Legolas's arms, and started to look around. *Are my mommy and daddy here?* the voice was high pitched and VERY human.
" WHAT IS THIS!!?"
Legolas cringed at his father's roar. " Father, let me explain." Legolas began.
" How dare you bring one of those filthy humans into my home?"
" Father, will you please listen to me." Legolas glanced down at the child who was being extremely quiet, not sure what to think of the raging elf in front of her.
" Not as long as you have the creature with you." Thranduil stormed back into his war room.
" Legolas let me take her."
Legolas peered over the child and saw his older sister, Elanor holding her arms out to him. " I'll watch her, you go talk to father." She tenderly removed the girl from her brother's arms, taking care not to wake the exhausted child. " We will be in the gardens when you are through."
Legolas reluctantly watched Elanor amble towards the garden. With a deep sigh, he turned to follow his father into the room. The king had his back to the door, rage threatening to overcome him.
" Father." Legolas began.
Thranduil whirled to face his son. " Why did you bring that human here?"
" I found her wondering in the woods by herself. I took her back to her village only to find that it had been destroyed by orcs, she is the only survivor. I had nowhere else to take her."
" Then you should have left her by herself."
Legolas looked shocked at his father's words. " You can not mean that. She is only a baby."
" She is human!
Legolas met his father eyes, his filled with disappointment. " Then I will have to find somewhere, where she AND I will be welcomed."
" What are you talking about?"
" I will not stay here if that is how you feel about a helpless child, human or not. It is not her fault she is human." With a heavy heart, Legolas turned to leave the room.
" Legolas, wait." Thranduil stopped his son with a hand on his arm. " Why does this child mean so much to you?"
" I do not know. All I know is that I can not leave her to the mercy of the elements or the orcs. She lost her family today; she has no one else to care for her. How can you expect me to abandon her?"
Thranduil seemed to be fighting with himself. " She can stay, but only until you can find a new home for her." He met his son's eyes. " Keep her out of my sight."
TBC
Rating: R
Author's note: This takes place before the fellowship of the rings. I do not have a BETA at this time, so all the mistakes are mine. Please be kind when pointing them out to me :)
WARNING: abuse of a child. Please do not read if this bothers you. I know that there are not many references to elves being evil, but the way I figure it, if there are good and bad human, then there are good and bad elves. If you do not agree, do not read this story. ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters you recognize, they belong to Tolkien, I am only borrowing them for a little while. I promise to bring them back in the same condition as I found them, maybe with a little wear and tear.
^means thought^ *means human speak* ***means flashback*** "means elven"
Please R/R this is my first attempt at a fanfic and I am really, really scared. Please let me know what you think.
Chapter 1
^One more furlong and I will be able to return home^ the tired elf thought to himself. After being in the woods for the past three months, thoughts of sleeping in a real bed made his steps a little lighter. A sound of soft crying interrupted the musing of the weary elf.
Legolas silently approached the edge of the forest. In the clearing he saw a young human child sitting desolated by the riverbank, tears streaming down her cheeks. ^What a beautiful child^ he thought. The child had raven locks that flowed down her back ending just at the curve of her hips. She could not have been more then 5 or 6 years old, what in the world was she doing out here all alone.
*Why are you crying?*
The child clumsily got to her feet, her face pale, with fear shining in her sea green eyes. ^Oh no, a Demon Lord! ^ Frantically she looked around for a way to escape. Unfortunately he stood between her and the forest, with the river blocking her from behind.
*It is okay little one, I will not hurt you.* he tried to keep him voice calm so as not to scare her any further. *I just want to help you*
The girl looked into his eyes and seemed to be comforted by what she saw there. *I got lost, I followed the butterfly, but he would not take me back home. Can you take me home? Are you a Demon Lord? Dada says the Demon Lords have ears like yours.*
Legolas sat down next to the little human and tried to make sense of her rambles. *Hold on Tithen Dulin one thing at a time. Why are you out here by yourself?*
*Mama was too busy to play with me and I saw a butterfly so I followed it, when I got to the water, the butterfly flew away, it would not wait for me, I tried to find him so he could take me home.* she started to cry again.
Legolas gathered her into his arms, *Shhh tithen dulin, I will help you get home.*
*You will? Oh, thank you* She threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
Legolas enjoyed the feel of her tiny lips on his cheek. He had not been around any children as he was the youngest elf in his realm, so he was not sure what to do with her. Legolas rose with the child securely held in his arms.
*Are you a Demon Lord?*
*I am no demon, tithen dulin, just an elf* Legolas started to head towards the village on the edge of Mirkwood forest, hoping that that was where the child was from.
*What is tit..th..du..lin?*
*Tithen Dulin, means Little Bird, I call you that because you chatter like a little bird.* Legolas laughed at the expression on the little girl's face. She was trying so hard to pronounce the elven words. Pulling her closer to his chest, he set out to find her family.
Legolas was enjoying the child's chatter when he became aware of a disturbance in the forest. They had just about reached the village, another few feet and they should be able to see the edge of the clearing. Legolas looked around until he spotted a hollowed out area at the foot of a tree. *Tithen Dulin* he interrupted her chatter. *Listen very carefully; I need you to wait here for me. Do not come out of this hole until I come back for you. Do you understand?*
The child nodded and crawled into the hole. *You will come back for me?* She asked fearfully.
*I will return, remember, do NOT come out of this hole until you see me.* He stroked her cheek softly trying to reassure her with more then just words. He straightened up and tried to camouflage the entrance to the tree.
Stealthily, Legolas crept up on the village, his bow at the ready. Unease filled his heart. The forest was too quiet. It was the middle of the day, but he did not hear any movement coming from the nearby village. He rounded the last tree and halted in shock. Everywhere he looked, all he saw was destruction. A quick glance show nothing moving. Keeping his bow in front of him, he searched the village for any signs of life. Nothing, not even the animals survived the devastation. He knelt next to one of the villagers and examined the arrow that had killed him. Orcs. His face was contorted with disgust.
*AHHH*
Legolas spun around. Standing at the edge of the last house was the little girl. Her eyes were huge as she looked around herself. Suddenly she ran over to one of the bodies in the doorway of the house. *MAMA!* She threw herself to the ground next to her mother. *Wake up mama!*
Legolas sprinted to the child's side. He scooped her up and tried to protect her from seeing what remained of her mother. She started hitting Legolas, struggling to get out of his arms. *Let me go, I have to help mama. Let me go!*
Legolas kept walking out of the village. *There is nothing we can do for your mother. We have to leave, I am not sure if the danger is gone. She would not want you to be hurt.* Legolas's eyes kept moving as he quickly exited the village. After a few minutes of struggling in Legolas's arms, the child collapsed sobbing as if her heart was breaking. Pulling her closer to him, Legolas laid his cheek on her soft curls. *Don't worry Tithen dulin; I will not let any thing happen to you.* Legolas lengthen his stride, heading back to the border to inform the other guardians of the presence of orcs.
After a hurried conversation with the guardian taking his place on the patrol, Legolas headed into the heart of Mirkwood. If he hurried, he would be at the palace before dark. After traveling most of the afternoon with the child softly sobbing into his shoulder, Legolas was glad to see that the child had finally succumbed to sleep. With the visions the child had seen this day, he was sure it was not going to be a peaceful sleep, but right now any sleep was good.
Legolas nodded to the guards standing at the door of the war room. " Is my father in?"
" Yes, your highness."
Legolas looked over at the closed door of his father's war room. He glanced down at the child sleeping in his arms. Maybe it would be better if he found somewhere to stash the little one before talking to his father about her. Before he could put his words into action, the war room door opened and the King of Mirkwood marched out.
" Legolas! You are back. You were sorely missed my son." Thranduil glanced down at the bundle in his son's arms. " What do you have there?"
" Uh." Legolas started to panic; this was not how he wanted to tell his father about the child. It was common knowledge that he held no love for humans. He was pretty sure he knew how the king would react.
He was not far from the mark, for at that moment the child stirred in Legolas's arms, and started to look around. *Are my mommy and daddy here?* the voice was high pitched and VERY human.
" WHAT IS THIS!!?"
Legolas cringed at his father's roar. " Father, let me explain." Legolas began.
" How dare you bring one of those filthy humans into my home?"
" Father, will you please listen to me." Legolas glanced down at the child who was being extremely quiet, not sure what to think of the raging elf in front of her.
" Not as long as you have the creature with you." Thranduil stormed back into his war room.
" Legolas let me take her."
Legolas peered over the child and saw his older sister, Elanor holding her arms out to him. " I'll watch her, you go talk to father." She tenderly removed the girl from her brother's arms, taking care not to wake the exhausted child. " We will be in the gardens when you are through."
Legolas reluctantly watched Elanor amble towards the garden. With a deep sigh, he turned to follow his father into the room. The king had his back to the door, rage threatening to overcome him.
" Father." Legolas began.
Thranduil whirled to face his son. " Why did you bring that human here?"
" I found her wondering in the woods by herself. I took her back to her village only to find that it had been destroyed by orcs, she is the only survivor. I had nowhere else to take her."
" Then you should have left her by herself."
Legolas looked shocked at his father's words. " You can not mean that. She is only a baby."
" She is human!
Legolas met his father eyes, his filled with disappointment. " Then I will have to find somewhere, where she AND I will be welcomed."
" What are you talking about?"
" I will not stay here if that is how you feel about a helpless child, human or not. It is not her fault she is human." With a heavy heart, Legolas turned to leave the room.
" Legolas, wait." Thranduil stopped his son with a hand on his arm. " Why does this child mean so much to you?"
" I do not know. All I know is that I can not leave her to the mercy of the elements or the orcs. She lost her family today; she has no one else to care for her. How can you expect me to abandon her?"
Thranduil seemed to be fighting with himself. " She can stay, but only until you can find a new home for her." He met his son's eyes. " Keep her out of my sight."
TBC