Dewdrops on a Sword
Ok this is just something I came up with so don't kill me if the history is
wrong.
This is placed about1, 000 years before the Last Alliance. Legolas is 10
and the twins are about 100.
"My prince would you please slow down?" asked Entoul, captain of the guard that Thranduil had assigned to guard his son.
Legolas just looked over his shoulder and then burst into a run. "Damn him," shouted Entoul who started to run after the young prince of Mirkwood, yet it was no use. Legolas had too much energy and was too fast for any of the guards.
"Give it up Entoul. He'll be back," said one of the younger guards.
"I hope he will only come back safe," whispered Entoul to himself. ***
Legolas slowed to a walk when he was sure no one was following him. He looked up at the trees around him and felt safe. It was only among the trees that Legolas could ever feel comfort, ever since he had seen his mother and brother murdered in front of him. Thranduil did not think that his son could remember this for he was so little, only two years old, yet he could.
Legolas spun around when he felt that he was being watched. What he saw surprised him. Two Noldor elf twins standing in front of him. The two had their swords drawn and they looked amusingly at Legolas. He knew immediately that they thought he would be easy to take down, yet they would have to think twice about that, for though Legolas was only ten he was one of the best fighters in Mirkwood. Legolas drew his small sword and held it up to oppose them.
"Little one, do you think you can handle that?" asked one of the elves.
"Yes, but the question is can you handle your swords?" Legolas responded. Both of the twin's eyes flashed and they sprang toward Legolas.
Legolas was soon tried yet kept fighting for he could see that the twins were tiring also. After about half an hour the three realized they could not win so at the same time they threw down their weapons and surrendered.
Legolas looked closer at one of the elf's hair. "Why does your hair have a tinge of pink?" he asked.
The other one burst out laughing leaving his twin to answer. "My brother, Elladan thought it would be funny to dye my hair. By the way my mane's Elrohir."
"Mine is Legolas, and having your hair dyed is not as bad as what I have done to some people."
"Really?" Elladan had stopped laughing and was looking at Legolas.
"I let lose 20 black squirrels in my grandfather's throne room when he had gust over. Also I tied spiders to giant bats and told Entoul I was trying to teach them how to fly." Both Noldor elves just stared at him for a minute and then burst out laughing.
"When they had recovered Elrohir looked at Legolas as if he had just realized something. "Are you Thranduil's son?"
"Yes, why?"
"We're Elrond's sons." Legolas looked at the two in shock. Rivendell and Mirkwood were not on best terms and they were very close to going to war with each other.
"Do you believe in this war?" asked Elladan suddenly.
"No, why?" asked Legolas.
"Because we don't," answered Elrohir.
"So you mean you're not going to tell your father about this?" Legolas looked hopeful for he found these two amusing and did not wish for they to get in any trouble.
"No and that's only because we already think of you as a friend."
"Can you meet us here tomorrow?" asked Elladan
"I think so."
"Good, now we better get back to our camp before Glorfindel gets worried."
"Entoul is going to have my head." All three began running back to their camps as soon as they remembered their gardens. Legolas got back to his company in about ten minutes.
"Your father and grandfather are going to kill me Legolas."
"Why?"
"Look at you! Your covered in scrapes and bruises. What did you do?"
"Um, I don't know?" Legolas looked up innocently at Entoul who just sighed again.
"What I'm I going to do with you?"
"Absolutely nothing, Entoul." **** Ok this chapter was sort of bad but the next one will be better and we finally get too meet everyone else.
"My prince would you please slow down?" asked Entoul, captain of the guard that Thranduil had assigned to guard his son.
Legolas just looked over his shoulder and then burst into a run. "Damn him," shouted Entoul who started to run after the young prince of Mirkwood, yet it was no use. Legolas had too much energy and was too fast for any of the guards.
"Give it up Entoul. He'll be back," said one of the younger guards.
"I hope he will only come back safe," whispered Entoul to himself. ***
Legolas slowed to a walk when he was sure no one was following him. He looked up at the trees around him and felt safe. It was only among the trees that Legolas could ever feel comfort, ever since he had seen his mother and brother murdered in front of him. Thranduil did not think that his son could remember this for he was so little, only two years old, yet he could.
Legolas spun around when he felt that he was being watched. What he saw surprised him. Two Noldor elf twins standing in front of him. The two had their swords drawn and they looked amusingly at Legolas. He knew immediately that they thought he would be easy to take down, yet they would have to think twice about that, for though Legolas was only ten he was one of the best fighters in Mirkwood. Legolas drew his small sword and held it up to oppose them.
"Little one, do you think you can handle that?" asked one of the elves.
"Yes, but the question is can you handle your swords?" Legolas responded. Both of the twin's eyes flashed and they sprang toward Legolas.
Legolas was soon tried yet kept fighting for he could see that the twins were tiring also. After about half an hour the three realized they could not win so at the same time they threw down their weapons and surrendered.
Legolas looked closer at one of the elf's hair. "Why does your hair have a tinge of pink?" he asked.
The other one burst out laughing leaving his twin to answer. "My brother, Elladan thought it would be funny to dye my hair. By the way my mane's Elrohir."
"Mine is Legolas, and having your hair dyed is not as bad as what I have done to some people."
"Really?" Elladan had stopped laughing and was looking at Legolas.
"I let lose 20 black squirrels in my grandfather's throne room when he had gust over. Also I tied spiders to giant bats and told Entoul I was trying to teach them how to fly." Both Noldor elves just stared at him for a minute and then burst out laughing.
"When they had recovered Elrohir looked at Legolas as if he had just realized something. "Are you Thranduil's son?"
"Yes, why?"
"We're Elrond's sons." Legolas looked at the two in shock. Rivendell and Mirkwood were not on best terms and they were very close to going to war with each other.
"Do you believe in this war?" asked Elladan suddenly.
"No, why?" asked Legolas.
"Because we don't," answered Elrohir.
"So you mean you're not going to tell your father about this?" Legolas looked hopeful for he found these two amusing and did not wish for they to get in any trouble.
"No and that's only because we already think of you as a friend."
"Can you meet us here tomorrow?" asked Elladan
"I think so."
"Good, now we better get back to our camp before Glorfindel gets worried."
"Entoul is going to have my head." All three began running back to their camps as soon as they remembered their gardens. Legolas got back to his company in about ten minutes.
"Your father and grandfather are going to kill me Legolas."
"Why?"
"Look at you! Your covered in scrapes and bruises. What did you do?"
"Um, I don't know?" Legolas looked up innocently at Entoul who just sighed again.
"What I'm I going to do with you?"
"Absolutely nothing, Entoul." **** Ok this chapter was sort of bad but the next one will be better and we finally get too meet everyone else.