A/N: Twin angst twin angst twin angst angst angst! I decided to try something new and write an angst story entirely about Elladan and Elrohir (Legolas will be in it later, but you can't ask to much of me eh?). Well, anyways, please review it makes my day a happy one and I won't write more until I get some reviews. Enjoy :)

It was an all-out shouting match. Elladan was standing at one end of the hall, with Elrohir at the other. Both were shouting, both were very red in the face. Elrond was not quite sure how it had started. What he did know is that the twins had never fought anywhere near so badly. It had been during dinner, and the two had suddenly started yelling at each other. The argument had escalated quickly, and no one in the room had ever seen either of them so angry.

Elladan, it seemed, was much more enraged than Elrohir, who appeared very close to tears. Aragorn was quite astounded at the twin's behavior. Elrond could tell he wanted to run and stop them more then anything, but the older elf gave him a warning look and shook his head. He had long ago decided it was better for them to work it out on their own than to try and intervene, although now he was considering changing his mind. Usually they just exchanged a few sharp words and then stormed off.

The twins had been slowly walking toward each other the whole time, and now they were less than a foot apart. Without warning, Elladan pushed Elrohir, shoving him back a few steps. The younger twin retaliated violently, punching him in the face. Elladan reeled back, shocked. Then his eyes narrowed.

"You… I… just…. Oh, that is enough!" Elladan stammered. "I am out of here!" He span around, and then ran out the door into the driving rain.

Elrohir stood for a spilt second, open-mouthed with shock, looking a bit like a very young elfling lost in the forest. Then he shouted after him, "Fine!" and stormed up to his room.

Aragorn started to go after Elladan, but Elrond caught him by the arm to stop him. "No." He said firmly. "Your brother will come back when he is ready." He sighed. "Now go up to your room. Leave Elrohir be for a while, he needs some time to cool down."

Elrond was rather shaken. The twins had had a nasty fight or two before, but they had never been at blows. He decided to go and talk to Elrohir about it later, and see what had Elladan so livid.

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Elladan sat down on a rock in a secluded clearing that was in the middle of the forest. After punching several things, he had felt better. But he was still angry. Angry with Elrohir. The bushes rustled. The elf looked up, startled.

A wolf prowled out of the bushes, quickly followed by two more. Elladan reached for his knife, then realized with horror he didn't have it with him. He was completely helpless as the first wolf jumped him.