Author: Relenquinix and Edward Uwnhai Silverfang
E-mail: Relenquinix@Yahoo.com and Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Warning: This is as far as it can go from the original LOTR, completely AU. Slash
Summery: There are four Squad's of Elves who work to cleans the dimensions of orcs. Kind of hard to explain, but its about all of the Squads and how they get along and their war's. basically.
Authors Note: I like how you set it up Eddie, I think I'll copy.
*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter Two ~*~*~*~*~*
~*~*~*~* Thranduil *~*~*~*~
Early in the morning I awoke to my son's frantic movements. He was crying out and sweating, and pushing at unknown attackers.
"Legolas! Legolas, wake! 'Tis only a dream." He said gently, patting his shoulder through flying hands.
Legolas' blue eyes cleared from sleep, and he looked up at his father, hugging him desperately. Tears flowing down his face.
"Talk to me Legolas, please." Thranduil urged.
Legolas pulled back and stared at his eyes, his mouth slowly opened and then . closed abruptly. With an anxious look in his eyes, he turned away.
"What is wrong, my son?" Thranduil whispered. Legolas just snuggled closer to his father's warmth, closing his eyes and relaxing into familiarity.
Thranduil sighed heavily and pulled his little boy closer, calming the frightened youth. "Shh, Legolas. It's alright, everything is alright." He whispered in the delicate up turn of a pointed ear.
"You remember what is happening seven days from now, right?" He asked his son, and received an affirmative nod for answer. Rivendell will arrive in a few hours, and Lothlorien in a day. Gondolin on the second, we will then all go to the beautiful city of Mournduath." He spoke lightly, telling his son of the future holiday.
"All the elves will be gathering here, we'll travel to the transporting stones and go to the dimension of Kala, and then to its planet of Rina. From Rina's transporting stones we'll travel to the great elfish city of Mournduath, the first city built by our kind ages ago, in the time before time was remembered."
"When we get there, the elves all ready living there will have food prepared and we'll watch the night pass into day, drinking wine of the finest groves and dancing till we can dance no more! We will see old friends and make new, and it will also be the first time in ages the whole council will be together again." He whispered. "It sounds wonderful, doesn't it?"
Legolas nodded, his father had finally settled him down and he slowly pulled away with a gentle kiss to his father's cheek. He walked over to his pile of clothing and pulled on his shirt and jerkin. He gifted his father with one of his gorgeous smiles and walked out the tent to attend one of his daily chores.
Thranduil sighed, he too sat up and then stood, finding some water and splashing his face with it. Only a few moments after dressing, Saeros walked in, "My Lord?" He asked, getting Thranduil's attention.
"Yes. You look good this morning, I'll take it you spent the night in Caranthir's tent then?" He asked smirking at Saeros's gentle flush. "That's what I though, now, what is it you need?"
"Elrond has arrived, My Lord." He answered grimacing at the flash of anger before Thranduil sniffed the fire out.
*~*~*~ Elrond ~*~*~*
They had arrived in the afternoon, and were currently waiting for Thranduil to come and greet them. But a young boy walked to them instead, he smiled brightly, blue eyes flashing.
He bowed, and then gestured for Elrond and Glorfindel to follow, the rest of our men were all ready making camp. "I am Elrond of the Rivendell's, this is Glorfindel." He introduced. "You would be?" He asked.
The boy stopped, frown planted on sensual lips, before he smiled brightly, grabbing another elf by the arm as he was passing. The other elf turned and smiled down at the boy. The boy then pointed to my lover, and me and the other elf looked over at us.
I recognized him at once; it was Caranthir, "Elrond, and Glorfindel! It is good to see you again, and in good health I hope?" He asked. "Yes we are good. The boy, can he not speak?" Elrond could not help but ask.
"Well, I'm not sure, he used to talk. But anyways, this is Legolas, Thranduil's son." He introduced. The boy nodded, smile in place again. They continued on chatting about this and that, till they arrived at Thranduil's tent.
"Thranduil, you decent?" He asked. Legolas just walked right in with out asking. "Yes, yes." The voice in side replied. "Come in." He called.
As they walked in they saw Thranduil and Saeros both sitting on the floor with food trays on their laps, Legolas no where in sight, Elrond guessed the boy had gone to the back of the tent where there was a heavy drape separating the main room from the other.
"Elrond, Glorfindel." Thranduil nodded. "Please, take a seat. Have you eaten yet?" Thranduil asked.
"Well, they last meal we had was this morning before we left, I'm famished he replied crossing his legs opposite the other general, a good few feet separating them. Legolas came back in at that moment; he had made himself comfortable, removing his boots and shirt.
He sat down on his father lap and started picking food off Thranduil's platter. Thranduil swatted at his sons fingers gaining a wicked grin from the young elf's face. "Get your on food, and what do I look like, a chair?" Thranduil asked.
Legolas thought a moment, before nodding his head and grabbing another piece of venison from his father's plate. Thranduil swatted at him again, but the blond bounded off in the opposite direction, nearly running into Elrond.
He turned and graced Elrond with a smile seeming to say something along the lines of 'so sorry'. Elrond just laughed at the boy's antics. "How old is Legolas forty.?" Elrond asked.
"Forty seven." Thranduil answered. Legolas smiled again, but he sat passively next to his father instead of continuing their game. After a few moments he tugged his father's arm and cocked his head towards the tent opening. "Yes, just be careful." Thranduil responded.
"He seems like a fun kid." Elrond remarked. Thranduil gave a chuckle at that. He can be just like any other." Caranthir said smiling fondly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
All right, Eddie, its your turn!! Do make it longer but don't take forever, I suck, that my excuse, you don't have one so get busy.
E-mail: Relenquinix@Yahoo.com and Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Warning: This is as far as it can go from the original LOTR, completely AU. Slash
Summery: There are four Squad's of Elves who work to cleans the dimensions of orcs. Kind of hard to explain, but its about all of the Squads and how they get along and their war's. basically.
Authors Note: I like how you set it up Eddie, I think I'll copy.
*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter Two ~*~*~*~*~*
~*~*~*~* Thranduil *~*~*~*~
Early in the morning I awoke to my son's frantic movements. He was crying out and sweating, and pushing at unknown attackers.
"Legolas! Legolas, wake! 'Tis only a dream." He said gently, patting his shoulder through flying hands.
Legolas' blue eyes cleared from sleep, and he looked up at his father, hugging him desperately. Tears flowing down his face.
"Talk to me Legolas, please." Thranduil urged.
Legolas pulled back and stared at his eyes, his mouth slowly opened and then . closed abruptly. With an anxious look in his eyes, he turned away.
"What is wrong, my son?" Thranduil whispered. Legolas just snuggled closer to his father's warmth, closing his eyes and relaxing into familiarity.
Thranduil sighed heavily and pulled his little boy closer, calming the frightened youth. "Shh, Legolas. It's alright, everything is alright." He whispered in the delicate up turn of a pointed ear.
"You remember what is happening seven days from now, right?" He asked his son, and received an affirmative nod for answer. Rivendell will arrive in a few hours, and Lothlorien in a day. Gondolin on the second, we will then all go to the beautiful city of Mournduath." He spoke lightly, telling his son of the future holiday.
"All the elves will be gathering here, we'll travel to the transporting stones and go to the dimension of Kala, and then to its planet of Rina. From Rina's transporting stones we'll travel to the great elfish city of Mournduath, the first city built by our kind ages ago, in the time before time was remembered."
"When we get there, the elves all ready living there will have food prepared and we'll watch the night pass into day, drinking wine of the finest groves and dancing till we can dance no more! We will see old friends and make new, and it will also be the first time in ages the whole council will be together again." He whispered. "It sounds wonderful, doesn't it?"
Legolas nodded, his father had finally settled him down and he slowly pulled away with a gentle kiss to his father's cheek. He walked over to his pile of clothing and pulled on his shirt and jerkin. He gifted his father with one of his gorgeous smiles and walked out the tent to attend one of his daily chores.
Thranduil sighed, he too sat up and then stood, finding some water and splashing his face with it. Only a few moments after dressing, Saeros walked in, "My Lord?" He asked, getting Thranduil's attention.
"Yes. You look good this morning, I'll take it you spent the night in Caranthir's tent then?" He asked smirking at Saeros's gentle flush. "That's what I though, now, what is it you need?"
"Elrond has arrived, My Lord." He answered grimacing at the flash of anger before Thranduil sniffed the fire out.
*~*~*~ Elrond ~*~*~*
They had arrived in the afternoon, and were currently waiting for Thranduil to come and greet them. But a young boy walked to them instead, he smiled brightly, blue eyes flashing.
He bowed, and then gestured for Elrond and Glorfindel to follow, the rest of our men were all ready making camp. "I am Elrond of the Rivendell's, this is Glorfindel." He introduced. "You would be?" He asked.
The boy stopped, frown planted on sensual lips, before he smiled brightly, grabbing another elf by the arm as he was passing. The other elf turned and smiled down at the boy. The boy then pointed to my lover, and me and the other elf looked over at us.
I recognized him at once; it was Caranthir, "Elrond, and Glorfindel! It is good to see you again, and in good health I hope?" He asked. "Yes we are good. The boy, can he not speak?" Elrond could not help but ask.
"Well, I'm not sure, he used to talk. But anyways, this is Legolas, Thranduil's son." He introduced. The boy nodded, smile in place again. They continued on chatting about this and that, till they arrived at Thranduil's tent.
"Thranduil, you decent?" He asked. Legolas just walked right in with out asking. "Yes, yes." The voice in side replied. "Come in." He called.
As they walked in they saw Thranduil and Saeros both sitting on the floor with food trays on their laps, Legolas no where in sight, Elrond guessed the boy had gone to the back of the tent where there was a heavy drape separating the main room from the other.
"Elrond, Glorfindel." Thranduil nodded. "Please, take a seat. Have you eaten yet?" Thranduil asked.
"Well, they last meal we had was this morning before we left, I'm famished he replied crossing his legs opposite the other general, a good few feet separating them. Legolas came back in at that moment; he had made himself comfortable, removing his boots and shirt.
He sat down on his father lap and started picking food off Thranduil's platter. Thranduil swatted at his sons fingers gaining a wicked grin from the young elf's face. "Get your on food, and what do I look like, a chair?" Thranduil asked.
Legolas thought a moment, before nodding his head and grabbing another piece of venison from his father's plate. Thranduil swatted at him again, but the blond bounded off in the opposite direction, nearly running into Elrond.
He turned and graced Elrond with a smile seeming to say something along the lines of 'so sorry'. Elrond just laughed at the boy's antics. "How old is Legolas forty.?" Elrond asked.
"Forty seven." Thranduil answered. Legolas smiled again, but he sat passively next to his father instead of continuing their game. After a few moments he tugged his father's arm and cocked his head towards the tent opening. "Yes, just be careful." Thranduil responded.
"He seems like a fun kid." Elrond remarked. Thranduil gave a chuckle at that. He can be just like any other." Caranthir said smiling fondly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
All right, Eddie, its your turn!! Do make it longer but don't take forever, I suck, that my excuse, you don't have one so get busy.
