OK - to answer a question asked to me - I have only seem the movies b/c I could not sit still long enough to get to the interesting part of the Hobbit but I feel that I know a lot of the Lotr stuff so I think I will be using the imagery of the movies but the logic and back ground info provided within the books. So I think that its more movie based if you ask me. Also - I don't know when I want this to take place - so it's up to you to decide when you want to imagine it to take place.

Ok - shout outs and thank yous (usually I find this very annoying when I read a story cause it just is but I understand now why its done)

VaMpIrOsDaRkAnGel: you know I love you women - SOUTH AFRICA IS KICKING ENGLANDS ASS FOR RIGHT NOW - YAY! Lady of Legolas: I agree that H/L is the best - and I know its short - but hopefully it will get longer. as it goes on. Simbelmyrne: Thanks for the compliment (I love those) and yes this is my first fanfic (and first slash so its kinda double trouble going on there).

Anywho - one with the story

Lehahov

Ch 2

He could see it all happening - but there was nothing that he could do. Legolas felt frozen, helpless, fear held him tightly in its darkened embrace. He could feel his heart beat so hard it felt as if it would blow its self up, tears trimmed his eyes, threatening to fall. There in front of him on the forest floor lay all the beings that Legolas held closest to his heart - there in front of him lay Haldir, his own father, Thanduil, his brothers, Elladan and Elrohir, Elrond, and the Lord and Lady of the Light - all dying. Their faces were locked in expressions of fear, pain, and hurt. Their bodies were tortured and beaten, limbs were broken, skulls cracked. He wanted to run to them, to try and save them, or help them. He could hear them calling out for him, begging him to save them.
But he could not move - his feet seemed to be glued to the ground. Suddenly something very dark caught his eye - a tall lone figure saw gracefully striding across the clearing in the woods - coming towards him. The dark creature efficiently swerved around the agonized elves upon the ground. Then it stopped a distance before him. Legolas could see its piercing blue eyes graze its cold, fearful gaze on the dying elves. Suddenly Thanduil turned to Legolas - his own blue eyes widen with shock and betrayal:
"No, Legolas, no! How could you? How could you do this to us?" He whispered, his eyes growing wider with every word. With in an instant, the dark creature threw out his hand towards Thanduil, its fingers spread wide - Thanduil's eyes went even wider than before - and he let out a ear shattering scream. Then he fell limp to the ground - his chest still.
Legolas felt his heart stop beating - he left pain surge through his body as his father's words sunk in. He could not believe what just happened. No - it had to be a trick - this could not happen, not to him, not like this. The figure turned to the other elves now, and sent his other hand out again - fingers spread. They all repeated the same procedure that his father followed. Heart stopping cries slammed into Legolas' heart, squeezing it until it felt empty. Completely empty. But one was left - one tortured elf.
It was Haldir, he looked at Legolas - completely horrified. His mouth open - to give the clue to how shocked he truly was.
"Ani hodashti at aohevti sheli!?" Haldir spoke - just barely over a whisper.
"Ani aohev sheli - Ani aohev sheli maod maod!" Legolas cried back to his lover, tears rolled down his cheeks, he wanted to run to Haldir to make him believe he loved him. But then the figure extended his hand towards Haldir, and spread his fingers.
"Noooooooooooooo! Please no!" Legolas fell to his knees, begging the dark figure not to kill Haldir - not like this. But his plea was in vain, Haldir let out no scream though - only looked at Legolas with his sliver eyes. But they weren't the eyes Legolas was used to looking into; these eyes were filled with hate - and betrayal. And pain. Then he fell limp, he was dead.
Legolas let the tears flow freely from his red eyes, streaming down his cheeks, leaving paths of wetness in their trail. Sudden anger filled his body he turned and looked up into the figures blue eyes, but immediately wished he hadn't.
Because he was looking directly into his own face.
Legolas sat up with a jolt. He looked around his light room. Everything was just as he had left it the previous night, nothing was out of place. He felt a stream of sweat mix with a stream of tears, it was all a dream. His loved one did not really die, nor did they blame him for their deaths. It was all a dream, a horrible dream. Tears continued to flow down his face, as he swung his legs out of the bed. He stride quickly over towards his water bin - and splashed some upon his distort face. He could not get the image of Haldir dieing out of his head. Maybe that's because he's dieing right now, calling for you to help him, but your not going to. Because your too weak Legolas stared at himself in the mirror, why was he thinking these thoughts? He knew they weren't true, aren't they? He didn't know anymore. He walked back to his large bed, within this room in Mirkwood. He was home - why isn't he at peace. Because Haldir is dieing and voice screamed at him from within his head. He sat down on the bed with his head in his hands, and continued to cry.
Suddenly he sat up. There was only one way to solve his restless heart. He knew what he had to do. He quickly walked over to his desk in the corner of his room and pulled out the feather pen and wrote a quick note to his father to explain his sudden disappearance. He knew his father would never approve if he asked to go on such a journey - for "it is too dangerous for a lone elf to journey in the deep woods alone". So he wouldn't ask permission.
Once the note was completed he pulled on a fresh tunic and leggings, strapped his longbow and quiver upon his muscled back, and connected the knives beneath the quiver. He quickly then - strode towards the window and with out hesitation leaped to the nearest branch.

"Yes, yes" the evil creature hissed as he watched the beautiful blonde elf leap out of the safety of his window, daring to venture into his dark woods alone, "Yes, master will be please to have such a prize, yes, you will be his as because he wants you, pretty little elf, too bad for you, but master always gets what he wants."

****** Ani hodashti at aohevti sheli = I thought you loved me
Ani aohev sheli - Ani aohev sheli maod maod = I love you - I love you very very much

And remember SHABBAT SHALOM to ya'll