Ok! More about Mitzachiru. As I said, she's about four years old. She's a Noldor elf, and she gives me lots of ideas for sweet moments. The torture parts I come up with myself (and Twisted Fool and Fire Pendant), and I borrow some ideas from Cassia and Siobhan. They are such wonderful people!!!! Go read their stories!!! Disclaimer: I do not own Middle-Earth or any of Tolkien's work in any way. However, Mellonia, Celeloth, Daedel, Lingiliath, and Melyanna are mine, and I would like you to please ask if you would ever want to use them. As if anyone would, but just in case.

Also, I forgot to tell you people what the Elves' names mean.

Melyanna-Dear gift

Celeloth-Silver Flower

Daedel-Shadow Horror

Lingiliath-Star song

Ok! All good. Patience is a virtue I have not learned to cultivate, so I hate that stuff.the disclaimer, I mean. On to the story!! Finally! ~*Water's Angel*~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A very pale Thranduil stumbled down the hall to Legolas' room, his eyes still wide with shock. Daedel could not possibly be this elfling's father! Celeloth had always been wary of him since their first meeting. What did this mean?

"L-Legolas," he rasped, finding his throat hoarse as he knocked on his son's bedroom door. "Legolas."

"Father?" the prince inquired, sleep-filled eyes taking in his father's unusually ruffled state. He tried to smooth his tussled hair. "What's wrong?"

As Thranduil explained, Legolas' eyes got wider and wider. "Daedel?" he finally managed. "Impossible! We must ask Melyanna more questions.but we can't push her. It's obviously a very hard subject for her."

~Hm, talking behind her back? Not very polite, now, are you?~ Mellonia's voice rang through their heads. She had jumped in through the prince's open window. She curled up into a chair. ~Now, what is it that you need to know? But mind, I only know what happened after she met Lingiliath----~

She was cut off as Legolas practically ricocheted from his chair. "Lingiliath?!"

~*Flashback*~

Legolas laughed as Lingiliath faked a fall from the topmost branch of their favorite climbing tree. Their father scowled, but his eyes smiled. "Legolas, what kind of example to your younger brother are you?"

"Aw, Ada we're only 5 days off from being twins," Lingiliath protested.

"But, LITTLE brother, don't you enjoy being doted on?" Legolas snickered. He dodged a blow that would have hit his head. "Dear, dear, so violent..."

And if you turned around to see me, and I was gone,
You should have looked outside your window,
'cause the sun was coming up...
---Michelle Branch, Tuesday Morning, from her new album "Hotel Paper
*~*~*~*~*~*

Legolas shook his head hard, tears stinging his eyes. That had been two days before Lingilath had disappeared. He had been proclaimed dead, and Legolas had always believed him dead. This could not be possible.

~Have I struck a nerve on accident?~ Mellonia asked, green eyes narrowing.

Thranduil rubbed a hand over his face. This was getting altogether too confusing. "If he is alive, where is he now?"

Legolas' abrupt question startled them all.

~We split up when the orcs attacked~ Mellonia answered. ~We were to meet in Mirkwood, though Lingiliath was a bit tentative at the suggestion.~

At the edges of the forest, a cloaked figure slowly crept towards the palace.

Hehe, I know that was a bit odd, and definitely SHORT, but review anyways! Please! I will do ANYTHING! Thank you! I love you, all the people who did! I haven't been able to get on the computer very often since of a virus called "BLAST", but it's fixed! So I'm happy!

Also, you can e-mail me with suggestions if you want. WatersAngel2@yahoo.com. Ok! Bye! ~*Water's Angel*~