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Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
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Chapter 2
Prince of Mirkwood
Legolas recieved little trouble on his journey back to Mirkwood. He never stopped or gave his horse any rest on the way back. His father didn't know that he had traveled to Rivendell and heard their conversation, and Legolas would like to keep it that way.
His father never seemed really concerned about him. He had three older sons that seemed to be more important to him than Legolas. Thranduil praised his three eldest sons for all of the great things they have accomplished, and bragged about them whenever he threw his 'royal' parties. But Legolas couldn't remember his father ever mentioning him at his feasts. It was always Aduialaha with his bravery and power in battle, Ethuileryn with his archery techniques and love for the woods, or Angáre with his leadership which is warm as sunlight, but hard as iron. But never Legolas... never...
Legolas rode into the vast woods of Mirkwood, eventualy making it to the great kingdom of Mirkwood. He urged his tired horse on until he reached the gates of the Palace. He rode the horse to the stables and let a boy take care of his horse while he headed for his chambers.
He walked up the front steps of the Palace and opened one of the two doors and closed behind him. He was about to walk up the entry steps when a servant stopped him holding a large pile of cooking utensils.
"Welcome back, my prince," she said bowing. "Shall I inform the King of your return."
"Nay," Legolas said looking at her with disgust. "He probably never realized I was gone."
"As you wish," she replied and continued her errand.
He walked up the entry steps and through the left hall afterwards. He climbed three flights of stairs until he reached a familiar door. His room... and in some sense it was his world where he tuned everything out.
He opened his door only to find his eldest brother Aduialaha sitting on the end of his bed eating an apple.
"Welcome back brother," he said standing up and walking to him. "Can I ask where you have been?"
"It is no business of yours," Legolas replied. "Now get out of my room."
"Or what?" Aduialaha asked. "Will you go tell father?"
"Father would do nothing to his favorite heir," Legolas replied. "It would be who would be punished for your actions, so I would ask you again to leave."
"Is that what is wrong with you?" Aduialaha asked, stepping a little closer to Legolas. "Father hasn't given you enough attention? Maybe it's because he doesn't have anything to proud about with you."
"Leave!" Legolas yelled, walking around his brother and heading to the window.
Aduialaha then took a good look at his brother. He didn't know Legolas at all. He had no fond memories with his brother. Legolas always seemed to hide in the shadows, not taking credit when he deserved it, and not being a very active member of the monarky of Mirkwood. He couldn't recall Legolas... ever... where was Legolas the past thousand years? Why was there nothing in Aduialaha's memory? If he didn't need to borrow a tunic from Legolas' wardrobe, would he have even thought about him today?
His brother was the only one that seemed to resemble their mother. Maybe this was why his father didn't seem to notice him. His mother's death was tragic... leaving a scar on all of their souls.
Flashbacks of his mother's death was coming back to Aduialaha. He remebered the balcony rail she would always stand on and watch the sunrise... but that day... that day she didn't last. She fell... and died. But Thranduil didn't want to accept that she slipped... he believed that someone pushed her, but there was no proof.
"I am sorry," Aduialaha replied. "In fact... I have noticed that father never seems to know you exist at some points."
"Yes," Legolas said. "Most people talk of Thranduil and his 'three' sons. It is though I don't exist sometimes..."
"But there is no time to speak of this," Aduialaha replied. "A war has started between man and elves. I can safely say you know of this?"
"Yes," Legolas replied.
"Then you should be ready," Aduialaha said, preparing to leave the room.
"Oh," Aduialaha said. "Would you mind lending me a tunic? I am to do some traveling to Lothlorien soon to deliver a message to Galadriel."
"Take all that you need," Legolas said turning and pointing to his wardrobe.
Aduialaha nodded in thanks and retrieved what he needed from it an headed for the door once again. Before he closed it behind him, he stopped to take one more look at Legolas, who was still staring out the window. He walked back in the room and spoke to his brother.
"Legolas," Aduialaha said.
"Yes," Legolas replied, not taking his eyes away from the window.
"I know that I haven't been around you much either," he said. "But if you ever need anything, please, come to me. I would be honored to become your friend, as well as your brother."
"I will," Legolas said, still not turning from the window.
Aduialaha thought his words were wasted and left the room, closing th eodor gently behind him.
But Aduialaha had no idea how much those word meant to the lonely Prince of Mirkwood...
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Just a friendly note, this is not a romance, so when I say "lonely", as in nobody who cares for him, I didn't mean the Legolas is finding his signifigant other in the story! Romance... bah!
For reference, from what I managed to think was right, I named all the brother elvish names, just to see if it worked right. I'm not sure if I worked it right or not, but I guess it's tomlate now unless someone corrects me early!
Aduialaha: Evening Rage
Ethuileryn: Spring Forest
Angare: Iron Sunlight
Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
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Chapter 2
Prince of Mirkwood
Legolas recieved little trouble on his journey back to Mirkwood. He never stopped or gave his horse any rest on the way back. His father didn't know that he had traveled to Rivendell and heard their conversation, and Legolas would like to keep it that way.
His father never seemed really concerned about him. He had three older sons that seemed to be more important to him than Legolas. Thranduil praised his three eldest sons for all of the great things they have accomplished, and bragged about them whenever he threw his 'royal' parties. But Legolas couldn't remember his father ever mentioning him at his feasts. It was always Aduialaha with his bravery and power in battle, Ethuileryn with his archery techniques and love for the woods, or Angáre with his leadership which is warm as sunlight, but hard as iron. But never Legolas... never...
Legolas rode into the vast woods of Mirkwood, eventualy making it to the great kingdom of Mirkwood. He urged his tired horse on until he reached the gates of the Palace. He rode the horse to the stables and let a boy take care of his horse while he headed for his chambers.
He walked up the front steps of the Palace and opened one of the two doors and closed behind him. He was about to walk up the entry steps when a servant stopped him holding a large pile of cooking utensils.
"Welcome back, my prince," she said bowing. "Shall I inform the King of your return."
"Nay," Legolas said looking at her with disgust. "He probably never realized I was gone."
"As you wish," she replied and continued her errand.
He walked up the entry steps and through the left hall afterwards. He climbed three flights of stairs until he reached a familiar door. His room... and in some sense it was his world where he tuned everything out.
He opened his door only to find his eldest brother Aduialaha sitting on the end of his bed eating an apple.
"Welcome back brother," he said standing up and walking to him. "Can I ask where you have been?"
"It is no business of yours," Legolas replied. "Now get out of my room."
"Or what?" Aduialaha asked. "Will you go tell father?"
"Father would do nothing to his favorite heir," Legolas replied. "It would be who would be punished for your actions, so I would ask you again to leave."
"Is that what is wrong with you?" Aduialaha asked, stepping a little closer to Legolas. "Father hasn't given you enough attention? Maybe it's because he doesn't have anything to proud about with you."
"Leave!" Legolas yelled, walking around his brother and heading to the window.
Aduialaha then took a good look at his brother. He didn't know Legolas at all. He had no fond memories with his brother. Legolas always seemed to hide in the shadows, not taking credit when he deserved it, and not being a very active member of the monarky of Mirkwood. He couldn't recall Legolas... ever... where was Legolas the past thousand years? Why was there nothing in Aduialaha's memory? If he didn't need to borrow a tunic from Legolas' wardrobe, would he have even thought about him today?
His brother was the only one that seemed to resemble their mother. Maybe this was why his father didn't seem to notice him. His mother's death was tragic... leaving a scar on all of their souls.
Flashbacks of his mother's death was coming back to Aduialaha. He remebered the balcony rail she would always stand on and watch the sunrise... but that day... that day she didn't last. She fell... and died. But Thranduil didn't want to accept that she slipped... he believed that someone pushed her, but there was no proof.
"I am sorry," Aduialaha replied. "In fact... I have noticed that father never seems to know you exist at some points."
"Yes," Legolas said. "Most people talk of Thranduil and his 'three' sons. It is though I don't exist sometimes..."
"But there is no time to speak of this," Aduialaha replied. "A war has started between man and elves. I can safely say you know of this?"
"Yes," Legolas replied.
"Then you should be ready," Aduialaha said, preparing to leave the room.
"Oh," Aduialaha said. "Would you mind lending me a tunic? I am to do some traveling to Lothlorien soon to deliver a message to Galadriel."
"Take all that you need," Legolas said turning and pointing to his wardrobe.
Aduialaha nodded in thanks and retrieved what he needed from it an headed for the door once again. Before he closed it behind him, he stopped to take one more look at Legolas, who was still staring out the window. He walked back in the room and spoke to his brother.
"Legolas," Aduialaha said.
"Yes," Legolas replied, not taking his eyes away from the window.
"I know that I haven't been around you much either," he said. "But if you ever need anything, please, come to me. I would be honored to become your friend, as well as your brother."
"I will," Legolas said, still not turning from the window.
Aduialaha thought his words were wasted and left the room, closing th eodor gently behind him.
But Aduialaha had no idea how much those word meant to the lonely Prince of Mirkwood...
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Just a friendly note, this is not a romance, so when I say "lonely", as in nobody who cares for him, I didn't mean the Legolas is finding his signifigant other in the story! Romance... bah!
For reference, from what I managed to think was right, I named all the brother elvish names, just to see if it worked right. I'm not sure if I worked it right or not, but I guess it's tomlate now unless someone corrects me early!
Aduialaha: Evening Rage
Ethuileryn: Spring Forest
Angare: Iron Sunlight