Thank you sooooo much to all my reviewers!!!! To Gimli D.Z. I apologize if parts of my story were confusing. Was it that Gimli was visiting his fellow dwarfs that you didn't understand or did I make it sound like they weren't dwarfs? Thank you also so much to the Insane One (LOL, that sounds funny) and to Jevvica. One last thing, I also apologize if the dragon thing seemed unrealistic. Maybe I'll try to make it a little more believable that Legolas rode out of there on the dragon, but I was hard up for ideas on how Legolas was supposed to escape. If it really bothers you guys then I can redo it some how and have him escape some other way. But thank you for bringing it to my attention because I knew that it was unlikely, but I didn't think that it would bother anyone. But thank you, I appreciate the feedback very much. P.S. My new character's name is pronounced O-Low-In
Legolas' heart lifted emmediatley after entering the elven realm. He could feel Mirkwood pouring into his heart and he could hear the trees singing to him. It wasn't long before his best friend Oloen, also a palace guard archer, came running up to him with excited, but always soft footsteps. Legolas welcomed the friendly hug he recieved and began to feel better by the minute.
Oloen stepped back from Legolas smiling, "How long has it been my friend? Seems like an eternity. The girls will be quite happy at your return I say."
Legolas chuckled, "It is good to see you again Oloen. So has a she-elf blessed your heart yet?"
Oloen blushed slightly and smiled, "I can not wait til you meet Elenka, she is the most beautful, smart, and kind maiden I have ever met. We are to be wed within weeks. I was hoping that you would be my best elf."
Legolas patted his friend on the back as they walked towards the palace. "I am most happy for you my friend. You shall have a grand wedding as long as I am invited." The two friends spared no time in catching up with eachother. After Legolas told Oloen of sailing and the defeat of the ring he asked, "So how has Mirkwood fared while I was gone?"
"Mirkwood has fared well while you were gone my friend, we had no need for war. (a/n: This is probably wrong, but forgive me.) We only had a little trouble with a certain dwarf by the name of Gloin who is now once again in our dungeuns. He was threatening war if we did not realease a so called Gimli. He did not believe your father when he said that he did not know of a Gimli. We had no other choice, but to take him prisoner." When Oloen saw a grave expression on Legolas' face he asked, "What is wrong my friend?"
"I must talk to my father right away."
Gimli walked through the forest not really paying attention to the scenery around him. If Legolas was here he would surely be singing to the trees, he thought. Gimli remembered the many times that the elf had saved his life. It was amazing to the dwarf that they had become ripped apart by no one other than themselfs. The one sentense that had set Legolas into a calm rage. He remembered the look of betrayal in the elfs eyes. The look of hurt. How Gimli could ever have said such a thing after the dwarf's had amused themselfs at the elf's defense against the beasts of the dark.
Just as he was missing his friend even more, he remembered that he was not making this trip to ask the elf's forgivness, but to get back his father. He pictured his father, journeying alone to Mirkwood in order to get his only son back (a/n: I'm not sure at all if that is true.). Then Gimli tripped over a root. His mind chuckled thinking that his father probably stumbled over the same thing. His chuckleing stopped though and was placed with a grave face as he could feel himself enter the Mirkwood Realm.
Legolas paced quickly into his father's business chambers. Thranduil wasn't suprised by his son's presense because his guards had informed him, but was still ever rejoiceful to see his son. "Legolas, my son-." King Thranduil was cut short when Legolas' face didn't seem happy, but like it had a matter of importance to discuss.
"Father, I have been told that we have a dwarf by the name of Gloin present in our dungeuns."
"That is true my son, why does this bother you so, it was for our own safety aginst war."
"Father, is it possible that war could be avoided if we let Gloin go? Is a treaty possible?"
"Well my son, I supose anything is possible, but he seemd set on the fact that we had Gimli prisoner or of some kind. He threatened war if we did not let him go and since we could not since we did not have this dwarf in the first place we feared for war."
"Father, please do me thus favor, let Gloin go."
"Give me three days time to think on it Legolas, and then I will tell you of my decision. In the mean time my son will you and Oloen check the perimeters of Mirkwood. I have been doings so everyday just incase the dwarfs have decided on war."
"Yes father."
Gimli walked and decided to try to observe Legolas' homeland. He decided that it would be near impossible to get his father out unnoticed. He thought of any other ways it might be done. As war eneted his mind, he quickly tried to push it out. As Gimli walked farther into the forrest he thought it more logical with every step. He knew though that he would never forgive himself for going to war with Legolas' home. That's when Gimli heard a twig break behind him.
Gimli could not turn around for there was an arrow at his back. He heard one of the elves speak and knew that it wasn't Legolas.
"I told you I heard a dwarf, they are noisy unlike any other creature in Middle Earth."
Gimli spun around with his ax and brought it deeply into the elf's stomach. Blood poured out freely.
"Nooooo." Gimli turned ot see Legolas running towards the fallen elf.
Legolas knelt down beside Oloen. He mutterd something quietly in elvish and then watched his friend start to slowely close his eyes.
"Tell Elenka that I'll always love her." Then the elf's face became deeply pale. Legolas leaned over the elf and place his own forehead upon his friends. Then he rememberd how Gimli had done in his friend.
"Legolas, I-."
The elf looked upon the dwarf with a look of pure hatred in his eyes. The same eyes that once held peace now screamed danger. Legolas stood up and pointed his arrow firmly towards the heart of the dwarf. He spoke with a deadly calm in his voice.
"Start walking. If I ever see you anywhere near Mirkwood again, then there shall be war."
Gimli looked serious although somewhat sad. "Then there shall be war."