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Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR or any of its characters. Doorbell rings, I walk over there and open the door. Received a package, opened it. It's the rights to LOTR! Wakes up It was a daydream. Oh well. I only own Thelion and Laeriel.

Chapter 1

Legolas looked down with his tear-blurred eyed. It was his Mother's funeral, and he was having memories. Memories that all seemed to include his Mother.

One time, he didn't want Thel to enter his room while he was working on Thel's birthday present, so he put raw eggs on the top of his door. Then Mother came in. She looked very funny with egg yolk running down her bluish-black hair and her pale face. He expected her to give some sort of cruel punishment (she didn't give punishments very often, but when she did, they were very cruel) so he begged for mercy, but she just laughed and walked away, leaving him very confused.

He sighed. When Legolas and Thel were very little (and naughty) she told them stories about naughty children, and the giant

spiders ate them, because they were naughty enough to go outside the castle grounds without adult's supervision.

Legolas smiled despite his tears. The children in this story were mysteriously like Thelion and himself. One had black hair and green eyes, and the other one had yellow hair and icy blue eyes. Both were brothers, and they had the same personalities as Legolas and Thel themselves.

The funeral ended. Legolas rushed to Laeriel's room. He smiled sweetly (a little too sweetly) at the nanny. The nanny, guessing what he wanted, gave him Laeriel.

"Here you are, dear." She said. The nanny, unlike most people, never called any of the royal family your Highness. She called them "dear", because she raised Thranduil, Thelion and Legolas since they were in diapers

Legolas took the baby in his little hands and looked at her face. She was crying the minute before, but when Legolas took her she got quiet, as though she knew no harm could come to her when Legolas was near.

"Don't worry, you're safe with me," he whispered.

The nanny, sensing the baby get quiet, gently took Laeriel away from Legolas. The nanny (who's name was really Celebwen) smiled, revealing rows of white teeth.

When you look at her, you'd think she was Ada's daughter, not his nanny. He thought. He kicked himself (mentally, of course) for romancing, the second he realized he was romancing.

What Legolas thought was true. Celebwen had straw-yellow hair, and startling hazel eyes (a color that is rare in elves) and looked hardly the age of 20.

Legolas thanked her, and she waved him away. He walked out of the room, feeling something peculiar is going to happen. And he was right.

Legolas felt Thelion first, rather than see or hear him. He stumbled back, nervous at the evil gleam in his brother's eyes.

" H-h-hi, Thel" Legolas stuttered, backing away, feeling the peculiar thing was going to happen now.

"Hey, little brother, enjoying your time with that murderer?" Thelion spat at the last word.

Legolas straightened out. He knew what to say now.

"She's not a murderer, Thelion", he began, "like you and me aren't. It wasn't her fault Mother died. She could have died while she had me, or even you. Nobody call you a murderer; so don't call her a murderer. Mother just died when she was having Laril. So shut up about her!"

Thelion grunted. He then raised his hand and slapped Legolas.

"That's for telling me too shut up. And that's for going near that filthy little murderer." He said as he punched Legolas over and over again. Legolas fought to bite back tears, as he received vicious blows of pain over and over again.

"Are you going to run to Daddy and tell on me?" he asked grinning evilly.

"No" Legolas said, as though nothing happened. He hung his head and sped away to clean up the blood.

Thranduil was in his study, trying to focus on an important letter from Lord Elrond. It was something to do with the problem of orcs multiplying. He sighed; he just couldn't concentrate on the freaking orcs. Couldn't Elrond send something in the spirit of "Hi, How're you doing? Have your sons come over and play with the twins. Bye", instead of long boring letters about problems?

He sighed again and put the letter into his pile of papers he couldn't concentrate on. It would have to wait until he got over the main grief of his wife's death. He could never get over the grief completely, but he could wait till the shock of it is gone.

When he was about to get up and leave he thought he saw Legolas walking by his door.

"Legolas?" he called. Legolas's had popped in.

"Yes, Ada?" Was that a hint of anxiousness in his voice?

"Come in"

"No, I need to get to my room… Oh, all right." Legolas sighed when he saw the look of grief on his father's face. He walked in and sat in his favorite chair "Yes?"

Thranduil opened his mouth to comfort Legolas on his Mother's death, but left his mouth open when he saw his son.

"Legolas, what happened to you?" he asked as he looked over the blood all over Legolas.

"Oh that?" his son answered, "I…umm… fell down."

"Don't lie to me. This looks like punch wounds. Who did this?" Thranduil asked sternly.

" No one, Ada. I told you; I fell down and got hurt" and with that Legolas stood up and left the room.

Thranduil sighed, for about the 8th time today. What he feared was already happening; his family is drifting apart;

Legolas was keeping secrets from him and becoming more serious, and Thelion was becoming more vicious, with that evil gleam in his eye…

Little did Thranduil know things were going to get a lot worse…

Well, that's it for Chapter 1. Oh and I'd like to thank the reviewers:

Frodo's sister: Thanks! You're my first reviewer, congratulations! Party!

Felarof: blushes Thanks! Me too! I didn't like Legolas either, but then I read Elven Hope's to call one brother. My opinion of Legolas rose after that. And I do feel special, when people review. It makes me feel as though my fanfics aren't lying abandoned in Fanfiction .net.

MornieGalad: I think so too. I was aiming for him to be like extra-adorable 3 year-old!

So long,

TobiasHawk13