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(This chap by Ellen)

AU This is actually a serious fic

Elf of Sirannon: I always thought Mirkwood and Rivendell were allies too, without the strained relationship. I wrote this because it's raining during SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Mirkwood-

Thranduil went over the battle strategy with his commanders. No one except

Elrond and Thranduil themselves knew why they hated each other so much. Thranduil

remembered.

-Flashback-

The Last Alliance was over. Prince Thranduil Oropherion looked through the

piles of fallen Elves. He saw a silver circlet and pulled out the Elf that it belonged to.

Oropher, the King of Greenwood the Great, had been slain. Thranduil cursed in twenty

different languages, including gibberish. The Greenwood army had charged too early,

because Elrond Peredhil delivered the wrong message. Only one third of the army

survived.

-End Flashback-

"My liege, are you sure it is wise to risk open war against Rivendell?" asked one of

Thranduil's most trusted generals.

"No, we will not risk open war, for Lorien is an ally of them. Right now, only see what

they are doing, and bring the news back to me." answered the king. "Get your stealthiest

Elves together"

"Yes, of course" The general hurried off.

-Rivendell-

Arwen walked through Rivendell. She was the human equivalent of about fourteen. As

she walked past Glorfindel's room, she heard unfamiliar screams and her brothers. Even

though she knew it was best to just walk away, she listened outside the door.

-Glorfindel's room-

Legolas was tied aroundto Glorfindel's bedpost with his arms useless. His tunic was ripped and he

was naked from the waist down. Around him stood Elladan and Elrohir, his own

personal tormentors. They had identical evil smirks and whips in their hand.

"Little prince, why don't you go ahead and bow down. There's no point in fighting

anymore."

"Unless, of course, you want even more welts on your bottom."

Legolas wanted to just slip into unconsciousness, and escape the twins of Imladris. But it

wouldn't and didn't happen. Still, he refused to bow down. Arwen, standing outside the

door, heard whips cracking and loud screaming.