A/N: Thank you everyone for the reviews! I enjoy reading them.
Elladan: Sure sure. Can you just continue? I would like to see what is going to happen to my dear friend Legolas.
Legolas: Why thank you, Elladan.
Elrohir: He was being sarcastic.
Legolas: Oh.
Gabby: On..with the story folks.
Legolas's mind was spinning. He tried to move, but couldn't.
'Is this the Valar?' Legolas wondered. Hissing in pain, he realized he was still alive.
"What happened? Whee am I?" Legolas asked out load. Knowing that he wasn't at home, or else his father or someone would have answered him right away. 'No wait, they wouldn't. They do not care for me. I don't care where I am. Well, at least, it wouldn't hurt to know.' Legolas slowly opened his eyes. It was like he never opened his eyes. He was in a pitch-dark room. He slowly tried to stand up, but something was holding him down. The only thing he could move was his head. Starting to panic, Legolas looked around frantically. His breaths came in gasps and tears started to form in his eyes.
Hearing a door slowly open, Legolas darted his head in that direction. Gasping, he saw a bright light and what looked like an angel step out from it.
"Legolas. Legolas. Come with me." It said in a soft, kind voice. The leather ropes that were tying him down came loose. Legolas slowly got up, never taking his eyes off of the 'angel.' Walking over, he stood in front of the 'angel.' Legolas's eyes shown bright and his face looked as if it was glowing along with his hair. You would think he was an angel as well.
"Come, Legolas. She is waiting." The 'angel' said in that same kind and soft voice. Legolas nodded his head and followed her out the door. The light seemed to follow her wherever she went. Legolas finally tore his eyes off of her and looked around. They were outside. Looking up, he saw the brightly shining stars and the glowing moon. 'Where am I?" Legolas asked himself.
"You are in the village of Darth Le (A/N: Made it up.) It is a village that very few know of. We like out privacy." The 'angel' replied. Legolas began to wonder if she could read minds. He watched her movements. It seemed every step she took was as graceful as an elf, maybe even more graceful. She had long light brown hair and a long silver gown on with golden trim. Legolas finally noticed what he was wearing. He wasn't wearing what he wore when he jumped out the window. 'Oh yeah. They window. Was I caught? Or did I die? I remember hearing my ada's voice. Oh well.' Legolas dismissed the thought. What he was wearing was a pair of dark blue leggings with a light blue tunic. It reminded him of the night sky and a full moon. His hair was pulled back like it normally was, but there were no braids. Looking at the 'angel', Legolas wondered where he was going. That question was soon answered because they stopped in front of a big door.
The 'angel' looked at the two guards standing in front of the door.
"I am bringing what Lady Elriowiel requested." The 'angel' said. The guards eyed her then Legolas. They nodded their heads quickly when they looked at his eyes. Quickly opening the door, a guard that stood in the doorway quickly came out.
"What is your names and business here?" The guard asked quickly.
"I am Elithraniel. And this is the chosen one, Legolas." The 'angel' now known ad Elithraniel said. Legolas looked confused but continued to follow the two.
They entered a large room. Legolas looked around in awe.
"Lady Elriowiel, I represent to you Lady Elithraniel and the chosen one, Legolas." The guard bowed and the two stepped forward.
"Nana. I brought to you the chosen one." Elithraniel said and bowed. Legolas looked at the two. They did look alike. They had the same eyes and the same ears. The noses were a little different and the hair was of different shades of brown.
"Thank you, my daughter. You may leave." With a wave of the hand, Elithraniel left the room. Legolas looked around curiously then turned to the woman in front of him.
"I am the chosen one?" Legolas asked.
"Yes. Every 3,500 years, an elf, boy or girl, is born with blue eyes that has a mixture of silver. In the prophecy, it is said that that person that has the certain eyes must be taken from his family at the age of 207. The family is completely babbled. Us Elves are not known among your folk, or at least they believe we are extinct. We are Night-Elves. We hate the sunlight. We sleep all day and stay up all night. I will talk to you tomorrow night. Get rest, chosen one. I will explain everything tomorrow. Guards, take him away. If he doesn't co-operate, punish him." Elriowiel said and dismissed Legolas and the guards. Bowing, the guards led Legolas out of the room. Legolas just followed along with them, mush in awe. 'I wonder what she wants with me?" Legolas thought.
Every person that he passed would gasp or bow. 'Wow. I must be really special.' Legolas thought. He was led into a room and the guards shut the door. He didn't hear the lock though. Looking around, he saw a big queen size bed with silk sheets with embroidery of golden leaves on it, he saw a big window with a balcony, a fire place with a lit fire in it, a stream looking thing that water flowed through, and a door. Wondering where the door led to, Legolas walked over to it. Opening the door, he looked in and gasped. It was a giant bathroom. It had a big bathtub with fresh hot water in it; it was also embroidered with golden leaves and vines. There was a sink that was his within his reach it was embroidered with golden stars and moons. There was of course a toilet, but it was a pretty toilet. It was a silver toilet with golden embroidery of leaves and vines. The floor had beautiful tiling. The tile had little blue moons and golden stars. It looked like glass though. 'I wonder if I step on it it'll break? Oh well. Why would they have it here if I couldn't walk on it?' Legolas thought. Slowly stepping onto the floor, as if it was glass, he realized it was sturdy enough to walk on. Walking over to the tub, he stuck a finger into it. It was still hot. Closing the door, Legolas slowly stripped off his clothes. Slowly getting into the tub, he lowered himself into the water. Taking his hair down, it felt good to be in the hot water. Relaxing, he dipped his head into the water and started washing himself with some contemporary soup.
When he was done, he drained the water from the tub and dried off. Wrapping the towel around the waist, he looked around for his clothes. Instead of finding the clothes he was wearing earlier, he found a pair of nightclothes. Wondering where the clothes had come from, Legolas put them on. It was like the clothes he was wearing earlier. It was a golden pair of Leggings with silver embroidery of stars and moons the shirt was the same.
Legolas walked out of the bathroom and walked over to the balcony with a brush in his hand. Sitting on the balcony, Legolas started to brush his hair.
'I wonder if my father had noticed I am gone? Probably not. At least these people are nice to me. So was my ada. I miss him.' Legolas thought and put the brush down. Tears started to push its way out of his eyes. Legolas quickly wiped them away. 'No! He never loved me. Think of it. You will be with people who will probably treat you with respect and be truthful.' Legolas thought. Nodding his head to that last thought, Legolas stood up and headed to his bed. Pulling the covers down, he hoped in. It was like he was sleeping on a cloud, it was so comfortable. Slowly falling into an Elven slumber, Legolas whispered a small prayer to the Valar that his father really did care for him and would come and find him. Falling asleep, Legolas didn't hear the door open.
A/N: Well, did you like? Reviews please.
Aragorn: Aw, poor Legolas. Legolas: Shut up Aragorn! Aragorn: Do not worry you will be ok. Elrohir: Be nice, Estel. Gabby: Anyway. Well, hope you review. * Fight breaks out in the background between Aragorn, Elrohir, and Legolas. * Well gotta go. * Tries to break up fight but only got pulled into it * Elladan: Bye.
Elladan: Sure sure. Can you just continue? I would like to see what is going to happen to my dear friend Legolas.
Legolas: Why thank you, Elladan.
Elrohir: He was being sarcastic.
Legolas: Oh.
Gabby: On..with the story folks.
Legolas's mind was spinning. He tried to move, but couldn't.
'Is this the Valar?' Legolas wondered. Hissing in pain, he realized he was still alive.
"What happened? Whee am I?" Legolas asked out load. Knowing that he wasn't at home, or else his father or someone would have answered him right away. 'No wait, they wouldn't. They do not care for me. I don't care where I am. Well, at least, it wouldn't hurt to know.' Legolas slowly opened his eyes. It was like he never opened his eyes. He was in a pitch-dark room. He slowly tried to stand up, but something was holding him down. The only thing he could move was his head. Starting to panic, Legolas looked around frantically. His breaths came in gasps and tears started to form in his eyes.
Hearing a door slowly open, Legolas darted his head in that direction. Gasping, he saw a bright light and what looked like an angel step out from it.
"Legolas. Legolas. Come with me." It said in a soft, kind voice. The leather ropes that were tying him down came loose. Legolas slowly got up, never taking his eyes off of the 'angel.' Walking over, he stood in front of the 'angel.' Legolas's eyes shown bright and his face looked as if it was glowing along with his hair. You would think he was an angel as well.
"Come, Legolas. She is waiting." The 'angel' said in that same kind and soft voice. Legolas nodded his head and followed her out the door. The light seemed to follow her wherever she went. Legolas finally tore his eyes off of her and looked around. They were outside. Looking up, he saw the brightly shining stars and the glowing moon. 'Where am I?" Legolas asked himself.
"You are in the village of Darth Le (A/N: Made it up.) It is a village that very few know of. We like out privacy." The 'angel' replied. Legolas began to wonder if she could read minds. He watched her movements. It seemed every step she took was as graceful as an elf, maybe even more graceful. She had long light brown hair and a long silver gown on with golden trim. Legolas finally noticed what he was wearing. He wasn't wearing what he wore when he jumped out the window. 'Oh yeah. They window. Was I caught? Or did I die? I remember hearing my ada's voice. Oh well.' Legolas dismissed the thought. What he was wearing was a pair of dark blue leggings with a light blue tunic. It reminded him of the night sky and a full moon. His hair was pulled back like it normally was, but there were no braids. Looking at the 'angel', Legolas wondered where he was going. That question was soon answered because they stopped in front of a big door.
The 'angel' looked at the two guards standing in front of the door.
"I am bringing what Lady Elriowiel requested." The 'angel' said. The guards eyed her then Legolas. They nodded their heads quickly when they looked at his eyes. Quickly opening the door, a guard that stood in the doorway quickly came out.
"What is your names and business here?" The guard asked quickly.
"I am Elithraniel. And this is the chosen one, Legolas." The 'angel' now known ad Elithraniel said. Legolas looked confused but continued to follow the two.
They entered a large room. Legolas looked around in awe.
"Lady Elriowiel, I represent to you Lady Elithraniel and the chosen one, Legolas." The guard bowed and the two stepped forward.
"Nana. I brought to you the chosen one." Elithraniel said and bowed. Legolas looked at the two. They did look alike. They had the same eyes and the same ears. The noses were a little different and the hair was of different shades of brown.
"Thank you, my daughter. You may leave." With a wave of the hand, Elithraniel left the room. Legolas looked around curiously then turned to the woman in front of him.
"I am the chosen one?" Legolas asked.
"Yes. Every 3,500 years, an elf, boy or girl, is born with blue eyes that has a mixture of silver. In the prophecy, it is said that that person that has the certain eyes must be taken from his family at the age of 207. The family is completely babbled. Us Elves are not known among your folk, or at least they believe we are extinct. We are Night-Elves. We hate the sunlight. We sleep all day and stay up all night. I will talk to you tomorrow night. Get rest, chosen one. I will explain everything tomorrow. Guards, take him away. If he doesn't co-operate, punish him." Elriowiel said and dismissed Legolas and the guards. Bowing, the guards led Legolas out of the room. Legolas just followed along with them, mush in awe. 'I wonder what she wants with me?" Legolas thought.
Every person that he passed would gasp or bow. 'Wow. I must be really special.' Legolas thought. He was led into a room and the guards shut the door. He didn't hear the lock though. Looking around, he saw a big queen size bed with silk sheets with embroidery of golden leaves on it, he saw a big window with a balcony, a fire place with a lit fire in it, a stream looking thing that water flowed through, and a door. Wondering where the door led to, Legolas walked over to it. Opening the door, he looked in and gasped. It was a giant bathroom. It had a big bathtub with fresh hot water in it; it was also embroidered with golden leaves and vines. There was a sink that was his within his reach it was embroidered with golden stars and moons. There was of course a toilet, but it was a pretty toilet. It was a silver toilet with golden embroidery of leaves and vines. The floor had beautiful tiling. The tile had little blue moons and golden stars. It looked like glass though. 'I wonder if I step on it it'll break? Oh well. Why would they have it here if I couldn't walk on it?' Legolas thought. Slowly stepping onto the floor, as if it was glass, he realized it was sturdy enough to walk on. Walking over to the tub, he stuck a finger into it. It was still hot. Closing the door, Legolas slowly stripped off his clothes. Slowly getting into the tub, he lowered himself into the water. Taking his hair down, it felt good to be in the hot water. Relaxing, he dipped his head into the water and started washing himself with some contemporary soup.
When he was done, he drained the water from the tub and dried off. Wrapping the towel around the waist, he looked around for his clothes. Instead of finding the clothes he was wearing earlier, he found a pair of nightclothes. Wondering where the clothes had come from, Legolas put them on. It was like the clothes he was wearing earlier. It was a golden pair of Leggings with silver embroidery of stars and moons the shirt was the same.
Legolas walked out of the bathroom and walked over to the balcony with a brush in his hand. Sitting on the balcony, Legolas started to brush his hair.
'I wonder if my father had noticed I am gone? Probably not. At least these people are nice to me. So was my ada. I miss him.' Legolas thought and put the brush down. Tears started to push its way out of his eyes. Legolas quickly wiped them away. 'No! He never loved me. Think of it. You will be with people who will probably treat you with respect and be truthful.' Legolas thought. Nodding his head to that last thought, Legolas stood up and headed to his bed. Pulling the covers down, he hoped in. It was like he was sleeping on a cloud, it was so comfortable. Slowly falling into an Elven slumber, Legolas whispered a small prayer to the Valar that his father really did care for him and would come and find him. Falling asleep, Legolas didn't hear the door open.
A/N: Well, did you like? Reviews please.
Aragorn: Aw, poor Legolas. Legolas: Shut up Aragorn! Aragorn: Do not worry you will be ok. Elrohir: Be nice, Estel. Gabby: Anyway. Well, hope you review. * Fight breaks out in the background between Aragorn, Elrohir, and Legolas. * Well gotta go. * Tries to break up fight but only got pulled into it * Elladan: Bye.
