Mask of Innocence
Rating: T - some violence, a wee bit 'o torture, angst, character death, and implied mature themes (thoughts of suicide)
Summary: The young Prince Legolas is captured and taken to Dol Guldar, and within days King Thranduil gives up all hope of finding his child. Little does he know that Sauron has terrible plans up his sleeve for conquering the Woodland Realm, and that those plans involve Legolas.
A/N: Yipee, new fic! This will be quite a long story; I am guessing over thirty chapters once finished. It is a dark story, and not quite for the weak-hearted, as there may be character death in the near future.
Warning: This is not a movie about a happy little Elf. If you wish to read about a happy little Elf who has no hurts or tears, I believe there is another story posted by another, more happy author just for you. In this story, the characters suffer under a series of unfortunate events, and tragedy befalls them many times.../ahem/ Sorry, wrong book. ; )Butdon't say I didn't warn you. I think you'll find out easily enough with this first chapter...mwhahaha
-ArcherGal2932
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"…Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul;
Rather, be afraid of the one who can destroy both soul and body…"
Matthew 10: 28
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Prologue
2062 T.A., Taur-e-Ndaedelos (Forest of the Great Fear)
A single scream was the only thing that let him know that his boys had brought back what he wanted.
"Gwanno ereb nín! Daro!" The pleading wail echoed through the dark chambers. The lord smiled. This one would not be hard to break. Pity, son of Thranduil, I would expect more from the offspring of such a stubborn Elf.
The servants pounded on the doors.
"Enter." The lord hissed, satisfaction dripping from his voice like poison.
The black doors swung open and a tiny golden figure was thrown in. The figure immediately curled in on itself, sensing the danger and evil he was suddenly surrounded by.
"Ada! Please, no…Ada!" The being whimpered softly as if he was in a daze. Valar, this could not be happening to him.
The lord, who had been sitting on his obsidian throne, stepped towards the fair child who was lying on the ground at his feet. It shrunk away from him.
The child was terrified of the thing towering over him and did not want to be any closer. Stooping to his prisoner's level, the lord seized the neck of the being before him and threw him against the wall. His prisoner whimpered and cried out, gasping for air. The lord forced the little sapphire-eyed one to look into the black pits where red eyes glimmered from their depths.
"Welcome to Dol Guldar, Prince Legolas of the Woodland Realm."
TBC
A/N: You love? You hate? Drop me a review and tell me what you think so far. From here, I will post chapter one a little later, and from there a new chapter about every week, maybe sooner, maybe later. Hope you will stick around for the rest of the story, and I promise, it only gets better. ; )
Until then, namárië.
-ArcherGal2932