~ An- Hey, I got a new story! Go me! I hope all that read this (If any do) enjoy it! This is based off a Linkin park song " Somewhere I belong" It's like one of the best songs ever! So yeah! Oh yeah, I kind of worped Elves a bit, they're . well, not all peaceful and all, thought I should tell you! Enjoy!

Disclamier- I don't own LOTR

Somewhere I belong

Squinting through the shadows, the young Elf took aim at his target. Steadying his breath, he quietly drew back the string of his bow, his weapon of choice.

His target, a high-ranking lord of Rohan, moved ever so slightly to the left, causing the Elf to aim a little over.

The Elves of Mirkwood wanted this Lord dead because he was one of the high- ranking humans who were heading up the front to terminate all Elves, those form Mirkwood over all, from Middle-Earth. To kill him, the Elves of Mirkwood had sent their best assassin, their prince Legolas.

With a slow breath, Legolas, who was hiding in the shadows on the nearby hill side that over looked the human camp, which was located not far from the boundaries Of Mirkwood forest, let his arrow, which had the tip dipped in a strong Elvish poison, fly.

The arrow slide swiftly through the air, then within seconds, struck the human through the heart. Cries arose throughout the human camp, the man who had been shot, fell to the ground and died quickly, the poisoned arrow had pierced his heart straight through.

As soon as he was sure the human was dead, Legolas gripped his bow tightly and moved slowly deeper into the shadows of the hillside. By now, the humans had figured out that an Elf, by the weapon and how precise the attack was, had killed the man, and were searching for him.

Moving quickly and quietly, Legoals moved around to the other side of the hill, where his horse, Sowen was waiting. The humans wouldn't be able to catch him, even if, by some strange twist of fate, they were able to pick up Legolas's trail (Which was impossible since he was an Elf, and they really can't be tracked) they still would have to catch up Sowen, who was the swiftest horse in all of Mirkwood.

Climbing on to the horse's back, Legolas whispered something in Elvish to the animal and it took off in a gallop, back towards Mirkwood.

Behind him, Legolas, because of his heightened senses, could still hear the panic at the human camp, as they searched desperately and hopelessly for the Elven assassin who had slain one of them. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Finally, after riding for almost a half an hour, Legolas arrived at the Elven hall deep within the forest of Mirkwood.

As soon as the young prince had climbed off Sowen, his father, king Thranduil and his older brother, crowned prince Delund came down the grand stairs leading into the great Elevn hall.

Legolas patted the side of Sowen's neck and let his blue eyes flicker up to watch his father and brother approach. A few Eleves, who just happened to be passing by, past by quickly and without looking up at the royal family. It was supposed to be a secret, but every Elf knew that their prince was an assassin. Ever since a young age, just after his mother had died, the king had been training Legolas, who had proven better than the older, more experienced Elves, at fighting and over all archery to be the perfect killer, an assassin.

" Is he dead?" Thranduil asked, not bothering to start with small talk.

Legolas locked eyes with his father, but didn't speak.

A small smirk crossed over the kings face, and he looked pleased. Legolas, like every other time he had killed, didn't speak. He was lost in his own thoughts, wondering why he did what his father asked, asking why he spilled blood needlessly

Legolas waited there for a few more minutes, not speaking and looking at his father and brother with emotionless eyes. Delund clapped Legolas on the shoulder, a smirk plastered on the older Elf's face.

" Well done brother, that is one less human we will have to worry about. Maybe now they will finally realize that trying to rid Middle-Earth of the Elves would be pointless."

Legolas gave his older brother a quick glance then let his gaze return to his father.

" Take your horse to the stable," Thranduil spoke and started to head back up the stairs into the great hall, Delund following him " Then come join us for a celebration meal. You have again showed how much of a fighter you are my son."

Legolas led Sowen towards the stable. As he went, he was aware of the many stares he received. Even though the words were not spoken aloud, they feared him. He was an assassin, and could kill anyone of the Elves of Mirkwood easily. They could not speak these fears aloud, he was still a prince, but the way their eyes looked whenever he passed, Legolas could tell they feared him and what he could do.

He hated it, he didn't want to be feared, and he didn't enjoy spilling blood. Legolas, no matter how much his father and brother had tried to rid him of them, still had emotions. Emotions were dangerous for an assassin to have. Assassins' were not supposed to show compassion, or pity, they could not kill if they did. It actually saddened him when ever someone diverted their eyes away from him, showing fear.

Mirkwood was his home, but it wasn't where he belonged. Here, they thought of him only as a killer. Legolas knew this wasn't where he belonged, and his one wish was to find the place he did belong.

Finally, Legolas reached the stables and put Sowen into one of the stalls. He patted her head softly and left. Outside, a small group of tiny children played. When they looked up and saw him walking towards him, they froze and Legolas felt a sick feeling enter his stomach, even children, who were known to be more open to people, feared him.

Legolas walked by quickly, and made his way back to the hall, where inside, his father and brother were waiting for him. As he entered, he saw a few stares directed his way. In truth, he got stared at more here, the place he called home, then the places outside Mirkwood, where unlike here, they did not know he was an assassin, a cold blooded killer.

Legoals didn't touch his food, he stared at his plate, and only moved his eyes whenever a question was directed at him, which wasn't very often.

" Legolas," His father's voice invaded Legolas's mind, disrupting his thoughts " I do not wish to tell you this, for you just arrived home, but there is another job you must do,"

Legolas looked up at his father, the same sick feeling he had felt earlier returned " Yes father?" he asked, speaking for the first time that night.

" You must travel to Gondor, there lives the human who is in control of the front to destroy us,"

" You wish me to kill him," Legolas said with out any emotion.

" No, this time you will be sending him a massage, one he will not forget. Instaedf of taking his life, you will take that of his daughters. She is a young girl, her name is Amowiel and it is your job to take her out quickly and without being noticed." Legolas was some what surprised. He had never killed anyone but the humans that ever threatened Mirkwood, not any of their family.

" She is as dangerous as her father," Thranduil spoke, as if reading Legolas's mind " Killing her is no different than those you have already killed."

Legolas was again silent, he had nothing to say, because he felt empty inside. If he continued killing for his father, he would soon be an empty shell, not knowing anything but killing.

Deep in his mind, Legolas vowed, that after this, this time, he would be done. He wouldn't kill anyone after this. This was going to be his last kill, and it would happen quickly.

Without waiting to be excused, Legolas left the hall and went to get Sowen. He wasn't going to wait, he was going to kill this last person, and then be through with it. He wanted to find something though.

~ AN- Well, what did you think? Any good? Well, review and tell me! Oh, like I said before, Elves are a lot different in my fic than the real world, sorry if you didn't exactly like that, but I twisted it to go with my fic! Well, please review! And you know what, you should all listen to the song " Somewhere I belong" by Linkin park, because it rocks! ~