Chapter 1: On the Road

Disclaimer: The Lord of the Ring isn't mine!

Author's notes: Well, this is my second fanfic! I hope that you like it!

The forest was green in the late spring. It was now almost summer. A grey stallion made its progress under the canopy of trees.

His coat was a light gray, and whenever the canopy allowed the sunlight to pass by, his coat would glint as silver. His pace was excellent, and thus the being that he carried.

It was an elf, but not an ordinary elf. This elf was Legolas Thranduilion, Prince of Mirkwood. His friends from Rivendell, the famous twins sons of Elrond, and their foster brother, the human Estel had invited the Prince to pass the summer with them. It was going to be great, as the got along very well.

His father had granted him permission; after all, the Lord of Rivendell was his friend, and the spider attacks in Mirkwood were being even less than in past years, nothing the elves could not handle, so Legolas was happy as he would remain the whole summer with his friends.

He clearly remembered the look on his father's face the day when the letter arrived, being carried by one of the messenger Elves from Rivendell. Thranduil too had been invited, but he couldn't leave the Realm alone for so long, so Legolas was free to go, and he excused himself replaying the letter, saying he would go when summer was almost over.

After reading the missive, Thranduil called his only son and heir, his son Legolas. Legolas read the letter, and asked his father if he could go. Thranduil only nodded and said he could go as soon as spring slowly faded into summer.

Legolas then gazed at his father. Thranduil bore a big smile, happy to send his son to Elrond, knowing that they would play pranks in Rivendell, not in Mirkwood as the past winter, when he had invited Elrond and his three sons to spend the winter in Mirkwood. The three brothers spent the whole season there, in his household, playing pranks on everyone they met on their way, but of course with the help from Legolas. Elrond at that time couldn't leave Rivendell alone, so he only arrived a week before the festivities, and he left two weeks after them.

In late winter, when the pass of the Misty Mountains was unblocked, the twins and Estel returned home. Now they had invited the two Royal Elves from Mirkwood.

Thranduil sighed, content with the idea of having the twins away from his palace, at least for the whole summer. He grinned, at last some peace in the palace without its resident prankster who was his son, and the evil twins from Rivendell, and its newest addition to it.

Legolas had parted only four days ago. He was making a fine time, although he didn't want to urge too much, he went at a normal pace. So far nothing estrange had happen, that being something new for once. He was already over the path of the Misty Mountains. Soon he would be really close to Rivendell, only three day's ride.

He was already on the forest on the other part from the Misty Mountains. He had crossed the path without problem, everything was coming out right.

Suddenly he felt it. It was… rare. As if somebody was following him. He looked around, and found nothing, so he just continued, this time urging his beautiful horse into a gallop. Apparently his horse thought the same, as he felt his muscles become tense under his fine coat.

Sensing they were in great danger, Legolas urged his horse on. Rochmith became more agitated, so Legolas whispered some words of comfort to the stressed animal.

Now they were going fast, as Legolas really did want to get away from that spot as fast as possible.

"Noro lim Rochmith!" Legolas urged on, sensing the danger getting closer each time. They were not orcs, what could they be?

Then he heard them. Hoofbeats. Again he urged on his horse.

Then the came into a clearing, and he saw them, they were two men, mounted on black horses, and he could tell those horses were tiring, as sweat already bared their skins. He could win this race, Rochmith had never failed him.

Then pain shot through his shoulder, and he glanced back, and saw a brown arrow sticking out from his back. He bit his lower lip as for not crying out loud. The arrow needed to be removed, but not while riding at top speed while being pursued by the men.

His mind began to fog, he didn't know what he was doing, or where he was going. Darkness was after him. Rochmith felt this, and became consent that his master was in trouble.

Suddenly darkness took Legolas away, and he fell forward. Rochmith moved to the left, and catch him, so Legolas now was slumped against Rochmith's neck.

The humans who were pursuing them got angry at not being able to get their prey, as Rochmith kept going.

Then they shoot the horse, the grey stallion into its left hind leg, and he almost bolt off, but his master was still on top of him, so instead he stoop with something, and finally fell to the floor.

Legolas body went flying as the horse suddenly stopped. He was thrown up with such force, that his body continued rolling into the floor after landing on it. It only resulted in various scrapes and bruises that would make him sore when he awoke.

Then the humans arrived, and saw the elf there. One in pure hatred and anger kick the elf in the ribs, while the other just took out some rope from their bags.

"Stop! We must deliver him well! If not master will have our hides! Tie him off, quick!" and together the two humans tied the elf and mount him on one of their big black horses. Soon a human, the one who spoke, sit behind him, and turned to look at his companion, who was taking care of the Rochmith, who now was also unconscious.

"Look Salion, it is such a fine horse to waste. He was really fast, if not for my arrow, we would never had caught up with them I'll tie him to a tree, then we can come back for him when the elf is in our master's hands" Nebegon said.

"Seems fine. I would love to keep him" Salion said.

"Yeah, looks like he is well trained"

Then he mounted and the two were off again, in an unknown direction to the poor elf they carried unconscious.

Translations:

Rochmith: roch means horse, and mith is grey, so it literally means Greyhorse.

Noro lim: ride fast

Author's notes: Well, here is the first chapter but more is coming soon! ;)

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