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some of the characters and some of the places but not all of them. So don't
sue me if you are too stupid to realize which ones I own and which ones I
don't!! Thank you! ( I just got back from seeing the movie for the tenth
time, so be nice. I changed all my mistakes from the last time!!! I know I
totally fudged up the last time I wrote it, but this time I actually
finished the books!!! Thank you!!! Please review!!**
Chapter 1
"King Thranduil! King Thranduil! There is an urgent message from Gandalf the White!" Screamed Trebien as he deliriously ran towards the Elven King.
"What is it Trebien?" Asked the King of the Elves from Northern Mirkwood. The fearful elf graciously handed the elf King the letter parchment. King Thranduil slowly opened the letter in fear of what these urgent words must be. "Oh my," exclaimed the King when he finished reading it. He stared at Trebien in shock and let the letter slowly drop from his hands. "We must tell Legolas at once."
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"Damn you Legolas!" Screamed Orlias. "Must you always be better than me?!"
Legolas stood laughing as he watched Orlias stomp around the archery course. Orlias had always been jealous of Legolas and his skill with the bow, for Legolas had just split Orlias' arrow in half for the second time.
"It is alright Orlias, my friend!" Said Legolas, trying to comfort his angry friend. "You are so much better than me in a lot of things."
"Such as?!" screamed Orlias. "Perhaps breathing? Or perhaps maybe falling, I do tend to fall much more gracefully than you!"
"No that's not it at all!" said Legolas. "Please, let's forget anything happened, let's pretend that we never walked onto the archery court." Legolas had been best friends with Orlias for over 1,500 years and he knew how to calm his friend down. Orlias always had trouble accepting the fact that he wasn't the best at everything. And most of the time it was Legolas who had to prove that to him. "Come, let's go down to the tavern for some ale and continue as friends, not as enemies," Legolas told his friend.
"I hate you Legolas, I really do," said Orlias laughing.
"I know you do my friend!" said Legolas. A smile crept over his lips as his friend walked up next to him. He quickly stuck out his foot and tripped his friend so that he landed flat on his face with a loud thud. "Well well well. It seems I may still be more graceful at falling than you are!" He said while laughing.
"You are the damndest Elf, Legolas!!" Orlias screamed. But then he got a playful look in his eye. "Are you sure that you are as graceful as I?"
Legolas looked down at his friend with a confused look because he wasn't sure what his friend was planning to do. He was clearly startled when Orlias' bow flew under his feet, making Legolas flip head over heels. Immediately Orlias jumped on Legolas, pinning him to the ground. Legolas flipped him over and they started rolling around on the archery course, but the fact that they were on a hill never entered their heads. For one playful shove from Orlias made Legolas fly backwards and down the hill. But since they were best friends and they never did anything without each other, Legolas felt that Orlias should come with him. So before he fell, he grabbed onto Orlias' long blond hair and pulled him down with him. They rolled down the hill laughing, but their laughing turned into screams when they noticed that they were headed right for the lake. Their screaming ceased when they splashed into the icy water. They stood up laughing and dunking each other into the water. Their elvish laughter rang throughout the woods like singing birds.
"Ahem," a voice said from above. They stopped laughing and shoving each other to see who it was. They looked up and saw that it was Trebien, the king's messenger. "Your highness, your father wishes to see you." He said. He looked down at them in distaste, he shook his head when he saw them both drenched and hair flying everywhere. Legolas' silver streaked blond hair was clinging to his face and was all out of place. "Prince Legolas, do you really think that this is the way for the future King of Northern Mirkwood to act?" Asked Trebien.
"Oh I think more Kings in Middle-Earth should be acting like this, maybe if they did so they wouldn't over power small little people like you." Laughed Legolas. He always tried to make Trebien feel like the underclassman. Not that he was proud of being a prince and wanted everyone to feel like they were inferior to him, he just thought that it was fun to watch Trebien get so mad. He secretly loathed the fact that he was going to be king one day, he loathed the fact that he was a prince now.
"I think we should leave now your highness." Trebien looked like he wanted to strangle Legolas because of his smart mouth.
"Alright, I'm sorry Trebien, I truly am. I just find it amusing that you do not know that I only kid you." Legolas said as he followed behind Trebien.
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"Your highness," said Trebien as he opened the door for Legolas that led him to his father.
"Thank you Trebien," said Legolas as he walked through the door. Trebien shut the door behind Legolas to give father and son the privacy they needed. Legolas saw his father standing by a window looking out with his back to him. He slowly started toward his father, a little nervous. "Father?" Asked Legolas. After not getting an answer from the Elf King, he walked right up to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. "What is it you needed from me father?" Asked Legolas. When his father turned around to face Legolas, his face was filled with dismay. Legolas started to get a little nervous from the look on Thranduil's face.
"Legolas, there is a letter for you from Gandalf here," he said. He reached into his robe pocket and brought out a parchment and handed it to Legolas.
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** Well that's it for Chapter 1!! Let me know what you think of it. If you say it sucks I'll cry for hours then make up another story. j/k But please let me know what you think, I'll keep it going if you like it. Do you want to know what the letter says??? **
Chapter 1
"King Thranduil! King Thranduil! There is an urgent message from Gandalf the White!" Screamed Trebien as he deliriously ran towards the Elven King.
"What is it Trebien?" Asked the King of the Elves from Northern Mirkwood. The fearful elf graciously handed the elf King the letter parchment. King Thranduil slowly opened the letter in fear of what these urgent words must be. "Oh my," exclaimed the King when he finished reading it. He stared at Trebien in shock and let the letter slowly drop from his hands. "We must tell Legolas at once."
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"Damn you Legolas!" Screamed Orlias. "Must you always be better than me?!"
Legolas stood laughing as he watched Orlias stomp around the archery course. Orlias had always been jealous of Legolas and his skill with the bow, for Legolas had just split Orlias' arrow in half for the second time.
"It is alright Orlias, my friend!" Said Legolas, trying to comfort his angry friend. "You are so much better than me in a lot of things."
"Such as?!" screamed Orlias. "Perhaps breathing? Or perhaps maybe falling, I do tend to fall much more gracefully than you!"
"No that's not it at all!" said Legolas. "Please, let's forget anything happened, let's pretend that we never walked onto the archery court." Legolas had been best friends with Orlias for over 1,500 years and he knew how to calm his friend down. Orlias always had trouble accepting the fact that he wasn't the best at everything. And most of the time it was Legolas who had to prove that to him. "Come, let's go down to the tavern for some ale and continue as friends, not as enemies," Legolas told his friend.
"I hate you Legolas, I really do," said Orlias laughing.
"I know you do my friend!" said Legolas. A smile crept over his lips as his friend walked up next to him. He quickly stuck out his foot and tripped his friend so that he landed flat on his face with a loud thud. "Well well well. It seems I may still be more graceful at falling than you are!" He said while laughing.
"You are the damndest Elf, Legolas!!" Orlias screamed. But then he got a playful look in his eye. "Are you sure that you are as graceful as I?"
Legolas looked down at his friend with a confused look because he wasn't sure what his friend was planning to do. He was clearly startled when Orlias' bow flew under his feet, making Legolas flip head over heels. Immediately Orlias jumped on Legolas, pinning him to the ground. Legolas flipped him over and they started rolling around on the archery course, but the fact that they were on a hill never entered their heads. For one playful shove from Orlias made Legolas fly backwards and down the hill. But since they were best friends and they never did anything without each other, Legolas felt that Orlias should come with him. So before he fell, he grabbed onto Orlias' long blond hair and pulled him down with him. They rolled down the hill laughing, but their laughing turned into screams when they noticed that they were headed right for the lake. Their screaming ceased when they splashed into the icy water. They stood up laughing and dunking each other into the water. Their elvish laughter rang throughout the woods like singing birds.
"Ahem," a voice said from above. They stopped laughing and shoving each other to see who it was. They looked up and saw that it was Trebien, the king's messenger. "Your highness, your father wishes to see you." He said. He looked down at them in distaste, he shook his head when he saw them both drenched and hair flying everywhere. Legolas' silver streaked blond hair was clinging to his face and was all out of place. "Prince Legolas, do you really think that this is the way for the future King of Northern Mirkwood to act?" Asked Trebien.
"Oh I think more Kings in Middle-Earth should be acting like this, maybe if they did so they wouldn't over power small little people like you." Laughed Legolas. He always tried to make Trebien feel like the underclassman. Not that he was proud of being a prince and wanted everyone to feel like they were inferior to him, he just thought that it was fun to watch Trebien get so mad. He secretly loathed the fact that he was going to be king one day, he loathed the fact that he was a prince now.
"I think we should leave now your highness." Trebien looked like he wanted to strangle Legolas because of his smart mouth.
"Alright, I'm sorry Trebien, I truly am. I just find it amusing that you do not know that I only kid you." Legolas said as he followed behind Trebien.
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"Your highness," said Trebien as he opened the door for Legolas that led him to his father.
"Thank you Trebien," said Legolas as he walked through the door. Trebien shut the door behind Legolas to give father and son the privacy they needed. Legolas saw his father standing by a window looking out with his back to him. He slowly started toward his father, a little nervous. "Father?" Asked Legolas. After not getting an answer from the Elf King, he walked right up to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. "What is it you needed from me father?" Asked Legolas. When his father turned around to face Legolas, his face was filled with dismay. Legolas started to get a little nervous from the look on Thranduil's face.
"Legolas, there is a letter for you from Gandalf here," he said. He reached into his robe pocket and brought out a parchment and handed it to Legolas.
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** Well that's it for Chapter 1!! Let me know what you think of it. If you say it sucks I'll cry for hours then make up another story. j/k But please let me know what you think, I'll keep it going if you like it. Do you want to know what the letter says??? **