Months passed and Legolas remained in the same state neither improving nor taking a turn for the worse.
Elladan and Elrohir sat at his bedside in silence and Thranduil was forced to return back to Mirkwood to deal with matters there.
Elladan looked up when their father entered the room. Elrohir didn't seem to notice the new presence in the room.
" My sons I need you to do me a favor." Elrond said.
Elrohir jumped at the voice and turned his attention to his father. " What is it Ada?"
" King Arathorn and his wife, Gilraen, travel with their young son, Aragorn, to Rivendell to try and help the prince having heard about what happened. They no doubt have an army of small guards traveling with them, but I wish the two of you to go out and travel back with them from Gondor." Elrond informed them. His tone suggested it was more of a command then a favor. He knew it would do the two of them good to leave and also knew they wouldn't leave Legolas's side unless commanded.
Elladan took the hint and dragged his brother away. They took off to the stables once they gathered a few supplies for the journey. By the time they made it to Gondor the company had just set out.
" Greetings sons of Elrond. We are grateful for your company." Arathorn said kindly.
Gilraen smiled at the elves as she rocked the sleeping two year old, Aragorn, in her arms.
Little did they know that they rode into a trap. The forest seemed oddly quiet and still as they rode into it. Valin smirked having caught wind of their plan to save his brother. A host of Orcs stood behind him awaiting his command to attack.
The tree whispered to one another uneasily and it seemed as if the animals of the forest held their breaths in anticipation of the upcoming battle.
The horses reared and Valin gave the signal. Hundreds of orcs came from the shadows of the woods. Steel clashed against Steel as the orcs mingled in with the soldiers. The battle went on for seemingly hours and dead men and orcs covered the blood soaked floor of the forest.
Time sped up and the lethal blow came when Arathorn fell. Gilraen was gravely wounded and little Aragorn had several light cuts.
Elrohir broke from the battle and pulled Gilraen onto a horse in front of him. Elladan followed after him with Aragorn held tightly in his arms. He jumped on a horse and spurred off after his brother.
The sun rose a red sunrise the next morning as the twins and their cares made it back into Rivendell.
Elrond stood waiting and took Gilraen from Elrohir.
" Elrond..." Gilraen spoke softly.
He carefully set her on the ground and knelt next to her. " Yes?" Elrond asked quietly.
With her last breath she spoke her last request. " Elrond... take care of my son... keep him safe..." She grew cold and still as her spirit left the world.
Elrond bowed his head and slowly rose to his feet and vowed silently to carry out her last request. He looked over at the small child, no he corrected his foster son. " Estel... come here." He called to the child. The name Estel meant hope in elvish and he knew that this small child is such a thing to human kind and was a good name to hide his identity under.
Estel hesitantly went to the mighty elf and buried his head into the elf's shoulder as Elrond picked him up once he buried Gilraen. Elrond with Estel, Elladan, and Elrohir walked back into the house to see to Legolas.
Estel walked towards the elf and the two-year-old took his hand. " Wake up Mr. Elf.." The child whispered hopefully.
Weeks later Legolas finally stirred and slowly woke up. For a moment he was numb until feeling flooded into him. Despair filled his eyes as the emotional pain once more hit him in full.
" Legolas!" Elrohir called in a voice full of relief as he saw Legolas wake.
" Lewas awake!" Estel said happily though he didn't know the elf.
Legolas's faint ghost of a smile faded upon hearing the human's voice. His eyes widen in fear, the only hint of emotion in his eyes, as he looked at Estel.
" Legolas this is my little brother, Estel." Elrohir said.
Legolas turned his head quickly towards Elrohir and his look was one of betrayal.
Elrohir understood his mistake too late. Legolas fled from the bedroom and drew in upon himself. He wandered the forests not returning to his home, and turned his back on the world.
A/N: Wow another story finished! Thank you everyone for your support and great reviews on this story. One more Story remains in this Series and the first chapter should be up soon once I edit it a little. The story is titled Estel.
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Dalas Ray: Legolas lives though he is much different now. The next story will revolve on the building of Aragorn's and Legolas's friendship.