Driving in a Car with an Elf


Thranduil paced his study, great concern was etched on his face. A while had passed since he had last seen his son. The memory still lingered on his mind and it was not a memory to smile on. They had argued a hefty lot before Legolas stormed from his father's study and off into the wood. Never had Thranduil thought this would befall on him.

Although concern and worry coursed through his veins, anger also lingered with those feelings. 'If he had not have been so stubborn.' Thranduil abandoned his thoughts knowing well if he himself had not brought up the discussion of Legolas one day becoming king he would not have left. Day in and day out he had sent numerous search parties out into the forest only to have them come back with nothing. 'It is not like him to just wander the forest alone. He knows of the evils that invade this realm.'

His legs soon tired from pacing so he sat behind his great desk waiting for someone to bring him news of his son. A knock rapped on his door making him look up. Quickly he bid the person to enter and was glad to see it was Gandalf. "Mithrandir my friend, have you any news on Legolas?" Thranduil asked masking his fear.

Gandalf leaned on his staff, his eyes twinkling with wisdom. "The reason you can not find your son Thranduil is because he resides in Middle Earth no longer." Gandalf took a seat letting Thranduil process what he said. Thranduil dared not to move as if he did the things the old wizard said would be made true.

"Tell me what you speak of."

"Legolas was placed on a hectic world called Earth, placed there by none other than the Valar." Gandalf knew this would be hard for Thranduil to understand but Legolas' needed to be there. Thranduil tried the best he could to understand.

"Why ever would the Valar send Legolas to this world you call Earth?"

Gandalf cleared his throat, "To help a girl in need that could later be proved as useful to Middle Earth."

Thranduil nodded having to except the information given to him. "I hope he is all right."

A smug smile spread on the old wizard's face. "I am sure he is doing alright indeed."

Back In L.A.

"Those are the gears, that's the gas and most importantly that is the break." Amara explained nervously from the passenger side to the elf. There was nothing to do so she decided what could be better than teaching her favorite elf how to drive? Amara made sure her seat belt was secure before Legolas hit the gas peddle.

Legolas adjusted the mirror so he could see the activity behind him. Amara reached over and pulled out something from the glove compartment. "Can't drive without these." The teenager put darkly tinted glasses over Legolas' eyes. Legolas looked over to Amara, his eyes that once saw clearly the colors the world offered now saw things with a dull gray hue.

"Are these necessary?" Amara simply nodded and sat back in her seat, taking her glasses off to put her own sunglasses on.

Legolas moved the car from park to drive and the car rolled from the driveway. Hastily Amara shut her eyes silently praying that they didn't hit anything solid. After a minute or two Amara opened her eyes to see that they were crusin' down the street accident free, Legolas held a self- satisfied smile while at the wheel. Her grip to her seat loosened but only a tad.

"You're doin' pretty okay."

"I would say so," Legolas said trying to concentrate on not just driving but the other cars around him. 'This is quite different from a horse.'

Driving around for sometime, Amara thought the elf had driving packed down so she insisted (though not really wanting to) they go home so she could study for her much dreaded finals. Legolas agreed and started for home.

"Is this as fast as this car goes?" Legolas asked appearing to be mildly interested in finding out the answer.

"Nope. You see those numbers," Amara pointed to the speedometer. "You can go up to 160 miles per hour." She sat back in her seat. "Why?"

When no answer came fourth Amara looked at him. She could not see the wild glint in his eyes due to the sunglasses he wore. Amara felt the car pick up speed, "Legolas what do you think you're doing," she yelled as the wind ruffled her hair. He said nothing and just smiled feeling his adrenaline stir.

The teenager went back to holding the seat beneath her and closing her eyes, this time she prayed out loud. The car came to a screeching stop and Amara opened one eye at a time, her sunglasses hanging off her face. She was surprised to see they had made it home in one peace and without the cops on their tail.

"We should do that again sometime."

Amara glared over to the elf wanting to strangle him. She shook her head, "Never again Legolas. Never again." She pronounced each word clearly before shaking her head and getting out of the car.