Okay those who are reading, this story could go one of two ways and I'm still not really sure which way I wanna go, in fact I won't be sure until I write it down here, but just so you know if this sucks ass it's because I'm trying to follow the train of the previous stories and well... they sucked. Anywho, here ya go and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own it! Ha ha Ha!

Chapter Two: Wounded

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The first thing that Leo felt was pain all over his body. He didn't even open his eyes, but he could tell that something in his foot was broken and sticking out at a very odd angle. Fear took over as he opened one eye to see a forest of green grass and pine needles.

Suddenly a boot entered that forest and stopped in front of his head. Leo forced the other eye open and looked up to see a tall blonde figure standing over him.

"Don't move," the figure said coarsely, "I am well armed and will not hesitate to kill you."

"Oh shit," Leo moaned rolling over and burying his face in the ground. Not only was he in pain he was captured by some crazy person. "Where the hell am I?" Leo asked.

"The borders of Gondor," he answered pulling out his knife.

"Don't fuck with me," Leo growled rolling over on to his back so that he could better see the person above him.

The blonde's head was turned away, but he could see that he was very tall with long blonde hair and... he had pointy ears.

"What's up with the ears?" Leo asked squinting up at the figure.

The figure looked back at him with hate in his eyes, but his face soon changed. A look of shock came over him and he whispered quickly and quietly so that Leo could not hear, "Med?"

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Megolas was on her knees her hands clasped together and murmuring furiously. "Mother I need you, please come," she whispered.

As if a message from Eru himself there was a loud thump and a groan that caused Megolas to scream. She opened her eyes and saw before her the limp body of an older woman. She had dark brown hair much like her own and on her arm... was a white scar bearing words she could not read.

"Mother?" she asked bending over the woman.

Her eyes fluttered open and she looked into the face of Megolas. Dark brown eyes stared into her green ones and Megolas knew that this woman lying in front of her was in fact her mother.

"Mother!" she screamed enfolding the woman in a massive hug.

"Ow OW! Don't squeeze so tightly young lady," her mother said through clenched teeth.

"Mother it is me, you must know who I am, you must have watched over me as I grew," she whispered not letting go. Tears had begun to fall down her face and she knew that it was a miracle that her mother would arrive.

"I'm not your mother, but I must find my son, please child can you help me," Medalia continued now struggling to get out of Megolas' grasp.

"Mother do you not recognize, it is I, Megolas, child of you and Legolas, prince of Mirkwood. You have returned to us and we need you more than ever."

The woman stopped struggling immediately. "Who did you say you were?" she asked looked straight into the girl's eyes.

"I am Megolas, your daughter, and looking at you is like looking into a mirror," she sobbed.

Medalia looked her daughter in the eye and grabbed her into a mighty hug.

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"Who are you?" the figure asked bending down and looking into the boy's eyes.

"Leo Hansburg," he said slowly, "Who are you?"

"Legolas Greenleaf," he answered looking into Leo's eyes even deeper as if trying to read his mind.

"You aren't fucking Legolas, you creep," Leo shouted, "Quit fucking with me and tell me where the fuck I am!"

"I am not fucking with you, and I am who I say I am, are you truly who you say you are?" the supposed elf asked him.

"I am Leo Hansburg, from friggin Indiana, USA, and not in stupid Middle Earth as you so say that I am!"

"You are not in the position to yell at me, young man, and I believe you should listen well to me," Legolas said calmly wrenching his eyes from his face and beginning to examine him.

"Why the hell should I?"

"Because, I could kill you if I chose to."

Leo shut his mouth.

They sat in silence like that for about 5 minutes before Legolas broke the silence.

"Are you here alone?" he asked.

Leo looked at him like he was crazy. "I don't know," he sighed, "I was in the car with my mom one minute, then we have a crash, and then I'm here, with...elf boy!"

Legolas shot him a look.

"Sorry, it's just... what the hell has happened, and why the hell am I here?" he asked to no one in particular.

"Even I can not answer that for you Leo," the elf said quietly.

"This is too fucking weird," he sighed looking into the sky.

"You're telling me," the elf said under his breath.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

The elf gave him a serious look. "This isn't the first time this has happened to me."

"You mean people fall into Middle Earth all the time?" Leo gave him a quizzical look in return.

"No, just one other person, her name was Med."

Leo's heart skipped a beat. "Med? Is that short for something?" he said tensely.

"Yes, it's short for Medalia 'Doro Graysler," the elf said sadly.

Leo was flabbergasted. "Dude," he said so softly that Legolas had to lean in to hear, "That's my fuckin' mom."

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"Megolas," she murmured into her daughter's hair, "My sweet little Megolas." Tears were falling down her face and her daughter's face. Slowly she pulled away and held her daughter at arms length. "You have the beauty of your father, with my facial features and I don't know where those eyes came from." Medalia laughed. "It is amazing to see you, my child, my daughter."

"Oh mother, you can not even imagine my joy. I've longed to see your face since the day I learned of you and since then I've wondered who you are and what you are," Megolas wept.

"My little Mego, I'm so sorry I haven't been here, I had to go home, you must understand that. Legolas has taken care of you, no?" Med asked.

"My father has left me here to rot," Megolas said darkly.

"What do you mean?" she asked sitting up straight.

"I mean he has left for the undying lands. That's why I called for you; he told me that you were the only thing that would keep him from leaving. I thought that if somehow your spirit would come you could bring him to his senses," Megolas lowered her head, "I thought I was going to loose my father too."

"So Legolas is going to the undying lands?" Med asked.

Megolas nodded and looked darkly toward her window. "I watched him ride off without a backward glance," she turned and looked again at her mother, "Sometimes I hate him so much..." She trailed off in anger.

"Did he not raise you?" Medaila placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder.

"No, I was raised by King Ellesar and his Queen Arwen. My father visited at least once every few months, but then for the past two years he has stayed away for more than 6 months at a time."

"My darling," Medalia cooed placing her hand upon her daughter's cheek, "It is my fault he acts this way. Come we must find him and bring him back, quickly now." Medalia stood up.

Megolas looked up at her tears still falling freely down her face. "You are so strong mother," she whispered.

"No, I'm stupid, hard-headed, and rash," she smiled, "Now let's go before the night falls, we want to catch your father as soon as possible."

Megolas stood up and embraced her mother. "All descriptions of you fail, you are more than I could have dreamed," she sighed.

Medalia looked at the scar upon her left arm. It was a wound from so long ago that still shone white and pale against her skin. It was bleeding, but she placed her left arm on her daughters back and whispered, "Right back at cha kid-o."

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"How do you know my mother?" Leo asked sitting upright.

"She fell into my world just as you have, I want to know where you have come from," Legolas demanded.

"I came from Indiana, we've been over this!" he exclaimed.

The elf rolled his eyes. "I mean who is your father? Do you have one? How old is your mother? Is she living? Is she near? -"

"Stop with the questions, I've never seen anyone so interested in my mom," he huffed.

"Answer me one then if you will."

"Sure," Leo said sarcastically.

"Where is she?" Legolas asked his eyes filled with pain.

Leo was taken aback. He could not understand what was going on, why was this elf so interested in his mom. What did he mean that his mom had been here before? Why hadn't she told him this? Leo took a deep breath. "I don't know where she is," she said slowly as the elf's eyes fell, "But she was in the crash with me, that can mean she's either here in Middle Earth somewhere, or..."

"What?" the elf asked.

Leo winced slightly. "She could be dead."

Legolas fell to the ground in a heap near Leo's injured foot as if having been wounded. "It seems that your latter assumption would be correct."

"What gives you that idea, elfie?" he asked quickly.

"She's eluded death many times in her early life, the chances of doing it once more are slim," he sighed a tear sliding down his cheek.

"Early life? What? Eluded death? I don't get you Mr. Legolas, okay?" Leo pulled himself closer to the broken down elf.

"She never told you?" he asked looking up at the boy.

"Well, no... I don't know much about my mother's early life."

Legolas chuckled to himself darkly. "Of course, she would hide me from her family, I should have known."

"Dude, don't go psycho on me, okay, you're all I got," Leo said fighting the fear about to enter his heart.

"We need to bandage that foot," the elf told him, "You should join me I'm going to a beautiful land. You'll like it there, if you're any like your mother."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, nothing at all," Legolas remarked and set to bandaging Leo's broken foot.

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There ya'll go. Another chapter and a juicy plot. Hope you like and thank you krazy monkey, you're my hero!-DB:D