Here's the one but last chapter (I think), and after that I'll start a new story (a shorter one) probably called: A Brother's Safety or something like that. Anyway…

R&R

Disclaimer: I don't look like Tolkien because I'm not him, which means I do not own his characters nor anything else of his work. I own Arandur, Eleiden, Anárion, Celahir, Menenwen and the other unfamiliar characters though. (lucky me!)

Too much darkness in a day…

Chapter Thirteen: I still need to know

Legolas was glad he was an elf. He wouldn't have been able to grab the handle of the dagger otherwise. Anárion was stunned, he knew the blond-haired elf was fast, but not that fast, he had never expected him to catch the dagger.

"Let's play fair shall we?" Anárion stated preparing himself for a fight.

Legolas threw the blade he had caught back to his opponent. It embedded itself in Anárion's thigh.

"That's fair, but will you enjoy killing an unarmed elf?" Legolas asked, not exactly sure where this would bring him.

Anárion seemed to be smiling "You're right, normally I wouldn't enjoy killing an unarmed elf, but with you, well that's different. After I've killed you, your brother's next." He winced when he pulled the dagger out of his thigh.

Legolas knew he couldn't let Anárion leave, because he would try to kill the others including his brother and father. He sidestepped Anárion's first attempt to stab him and grabbed the elf's wrist to make him drop the dagger. Unfortunately Anárion didn't let go that easily. Legolas tried to throw his opponent off balance by using his knee to make contact with Anárion's stomach. Anárion only momentarily caught off guard, dropped the dagger he was holding firmly only seconds ago.

When he saw Anárion reach for a hidden dagger, Legolas quickly ducked and picked up the fallen one. The only thing he could do if he didn't want to die was bringing it up as fast as possible. Legolas' dagger entered the other elf's left side making him stumble. Anárion fell and clutched his side, a large amount of blood poured out of his wound.

Legolas knelt down and pulled out the sharp object. He made Anárion cover his wound with his own hands.

"I'm going to get Celahir, our healer, keep pressure on that wound." Legolas said while rising once more. He knew the other elf wouldn't go anywhere anytime soon.

"But…why?" Anárion managed to get out.

"If you die you'll escape punishment and I still need to know a lot of things."

"No." Anárion took the dagger left behind on the floor and slit his throat.

Legolas knelt down again but Anárion was already gone.

'stupid, stupid.' He blamed himself.

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After running up the stairs and earning strange looks from two of his servants Thranduil found his son. Unfortunately not the one he had been searching for downstairs, but his youngest son Eleiden, who looked like he had found something. He hoped it to be true.

"Ion-nin, what did you find?" he asked anxiously.

"Anárion is behind all of this, I found Celahir and the elf that brought you the glass of water, I believe his name was Telahir, but he was dead, I personally think some sort of poison. Celahir is fine, he will investigate the cause of his death. I was just on my way to Anárion's room."

"I won't slow you down then, where's Celahir now?"

"Your chamber."

"Mine?" Thranduil frowned but didn't ask anything else about it "Be careful."

"I will adar, don't worry."

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Just when he reached Anárion's temporary room his brother came out.

A little surprised but happy he didn't even see a scratchcovering Legolas' skinhe decided to ask the question playing on his mind "What happened?"

"Look for yourself," Legolas said while pushing the door open again "he tried to kill me."

"Did he send you the notes?"

"It's possible." Legolas answered shortly.

"What about the mother?"

"Menenwen? Where is she anyway?" Legolas wondered out loud.

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Rebell: Thank you so much for the nice reviews, I'm glad you like the story. BTW I never said I was a nice person ;-) so there will be even more evil cliffies in the future! And unfortunately I can't give you the special sleeping potion, I need it for OUR favourite elf. He will be needing it in upcoming stories.

Aurehen