"I'm not." Elerossë cried out, getting just as annoyed as Thranduil. "I'm just saying that you didn't realise what is going on."

"Elerossë he is my son. I understand him well, of course I would realise if something was wrong."

He turned round making for the door, the conversation had ended in his opinion.

"Really? Did you know he burst into tears the other day?" Thranduil stopped, but didn't turn round.

"He yelled at me, and you know he never does that." Thranduil's head turned slightly, his blue eyes locking onto Elerossë.

"He was distraught, I nearly had to strangle it out of him he . . . ." Elerossë couldn't finish. He was annoyed at Thranduil at this moment in time. But he still couldn't say what that his son . . . Ai . . . . Legolas.

"What?" Thranduil hissed, and Elerossë found himself being shaken slightly by the elven king. "What happened? What's the matter?"

Fear was printed on his face, and for once Thranduil was allowing his emotions to be shown.

            Legolas sniffed slightly, wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his tunic. Sighing he started climbing down, turning he set off along one of the paths. There was a village just outside the palace, which his father had counted as safe. Meaning that Legolas could go there and not get himself nearly killed. There were many animals near the village, and Legolas decided to go spend some time with them. They would cheer him up. He wasn't really concentrating, he was replaying what his father had said to him over and over again in his mind. Maybe if he had listened, he would have heard the occasional crunch of a twig being stepped on, or the shake of some leaves, or maybe the fact that the wood had gone silent like it always does when an evil creature approaches it. But he didn't, he carried on walking oblivious to the creature behind him.

            Thranduil held his head between his hands, practically hyperventilating. Legolas, his sweet adorable little ray of light thought he didn't love him as much as the others. How? He feared to answer the question though, he knew he would hate the answer.

"I'm sorry."

Thranduil raised his eyes to look at his captain. But Elerossë couldn't meet his eyes, he was staring at the floor.

"It's alright . . . I thank you for telling me but . . . . ."

He trailed off, a million thoughts running through his head. But I could have paid more attention to my son. But I could have taken a few more days off. But I could have not always have cancelled the days I did say I would spend the day with him. Thranduil shook his head desperately trying to clear his head of these thoughts.

"You're not a bad father" Elerossë whispered, putting a hand on Thranduil's shoulder, "It's just that . . . . Legolas feels that he isn't important."

Thranduil shook his head, standing up. The door suddenly slammed open, a elf running in. He had black blood covering him and his clothes were slashed.

"Your majesty, the Kelva* village has been attacked and the people evacuated."

"Have all the animals been evacuated as well?" Elerossë asked, knowing Thranduil really wasn't at his best at the moment.

"Yes."

"Good, we don't want to loose any more stock" He looked up at the elf, and cocked an eyebrow at him. He had been staring at Thranduil, who hadn't gotten up. The elf blushed and turned and left.

"Where will he be?"

"I'm afraid I don't know, Thranduil. He won't be at the oak tree seeing as I found him there last time. . . ."

"He loves animals doesn't he?"

"Yes."

"And he would want to get away from everyone?"

"Yes."

"And you found him at the oak tree so he wouldn't stay there?"

"Yes."

"Can you not see where I am going with this Elerossë!"

"Um."

"He will go to Kelva* village, it's one of his favourite places."

"See you are a good father!" Elerossë exclaimed, a smile on his face.

"The village is being attacked!"

Elerossë's face feel, then the pair turned and bolted out the room.

            Legolas walked through the deserted village. Fear was beginning to fill him, why was everyone gone? He turned a corner to look upon to a field. There was a river of black blood with a tinge of red running down the hill. Legolas cried out and ran up to find himself on a old battle field. Spiders, orcs and wargs scattered the ground and a couple of elves lay in-between them.

"Maybe I shouldn't be here."

Legolas whispered to himself, taking a step back.

No you shouldn't.

Legolas cried out, spinning around to see something that made his heart stop. It was a giant cat like creature, twice the size of a warg. It was covered in black fur and it's face looked like it had been thrown into a giant wall. One of it's paw looked like it had been stabbed and twisted with knife.

It's been a while little Legolas. You were a baby when I last saw you.

"What do you mean? I only saw you earlier today."

You might not remember me, maybe they erased it from your memory.

"Erased? Erased what?"

Your memory child, the one of your mother's death. Let me remind you.

And before Legolas could move, a dark light had surrounded him. He never could remember the days after his mother's death, and an image slowly resurfaced.

"Shall we sit my little one?"

"Yes Amme and let's talk!"

"So my little Greenleaf, Tell me what is . . . ." She trailed off, a feeling of  cold had swept over. Her eyes scanned the trees, scooping Legolas up in her arms she turned and began to walk as fast as she could.

"What's the matter Amme?"

"Something's here."

A low growl erupted from the right of them and the same creature jumped out.

"Fara templa er*" She whispered, fear filling her eyes. She set Legolas down behind her, pulling a dagger out of her boot.

"Run Legolas, get back to the palace."

"But Amme - "

"No Legolas, go now! Tell Thranduil!"

Legolas turned and ran, risking a glance backwards. He stopped, the creature had jumped onto her, pinning her down. She wriggled, managing to get her hand away. She brought the dagger down on it's paw, turning it. The creature screamed as a hole was driven into his paw. Screaming the creature shook his head, black light surrounded Máraran trapping her in a cage.

"I have you now!"

"No Fara, you do not. Never would I let you steal my soul." She hissed and turning to Legolas she screamed to him to run. Before bringing the dagger to her heart. Legolas's tears nearly blinded him as he ran screaming to his father. It was gone when they got there, and Máraran was in the halls of Mandos.

            Legolas remembered sneaking to the library after having cried to sleep. He had found a book on evil creatures. He found what he was looking for.

Fara templa er usually known as Fara.

It searches out the ones called templa er and takes their souls and turns them evil. Including their powers, which add to his own. They are incredibly deadly and are known to torture their victims before they kill them. If they do kill them, their soul can't go too the halls of Mandos, for it will have been absorbed. But on occasions, if they feel their victim too strong they will strike fast. A templa er can save themselves from this by killing themselves. It has been known for one of the creatures to be killed by a powerful templa er and a group of strong elves.

Legolas had cried for ages after that and had not been able to handle the death. His father placed him under a charm that would stop him from remembering the death.

            Legolas snapped his eyes open, staring at the Fara before him. The same one that had killed his mother. Anger boiled in the child, such an intense anger that he had never felt before. He screamed managing to rip himself away from the magic that was trying to hold him in place.

"Leave me alone!"

Legolas screamed, "You're not going to get me like you did my mother."

"Do you have a weapon to kill yourself with? I think not!"

Legolas opened his mouth to reply and something his mother had said to him came floating back.

"If you are ever caught by a orc or another foul creature like that. Run if you can and if they get to close kill yourself, it's the only way. My child do that if it comes to it."

Legolas glanced at the Fara then turned and bolted off into the forest. There was a cliff nearby, a very high cliff. Hid feet moved beneath him with an incredible speed and he found himself at the edge in a few minutes.

            Thranduil and Elerossë ran as fast as they could down the path. A million emotions were flying across Thranduil's face.

"Legolas!"

"Legolas where are you?"

Thranduil and Elerossë glanced at each other before splitting. One going down one path, the other going down another. Thranduil's sword whacked against his leg as he ran through the streets. He heard a sudden roar in the distance, and the remaining colour in his face drained. He turned and ran into the forest.

            Legolas stared as the Fara jumped into the clearing, roaring. Legolas took a step back towards the edge.

"I'm warning you, don't you dare!"

"You can't do anything to me if I am in Mandos."

"I can! I will hunt your family down and kill them."

Legolas paused, could he really do that? Would he do that just out of revenge? If he let him take his powers that would make him stronger and everyone suffer. But if he didn't they would go after his family, either way they would suffer but . . . .

Legolas looked up from his trail of thoughts to see the Fara jumping at him. So that was a distraction, well it worked. Legolas turned and flung himself to the side, pulling himself to his feet he tried to step towards the edge. But the Fara jumped in front of him, blocking his way completely. Legolas took a step back, this wasn't supposed to happen. Legolas cried out as it pounce on him, digging it's claws into his arms. He whimpered, he wasn't going to. That would show he was weak and he was giving up. He refused to give up. He struggled, desperately trying to get loose, the only thing he did was get the claws to dig deeper into his flesh.

"Let me go."

"Why would I do a thing like that?"

"Let me go!"

Legolas screamed at the top of his lungs, before spitting in the Fara's eye. It snarled shaking it's muzzle, Legolas kicked out at it's stomach. The creature howled slightly, letting go of Legolas. Legolas scramble away glancing over his shoulder, the creature jumped. It's mouth wide open, salvia dripping off it's white fangs and a sword blocked it path. Knocking the creature aside the holder scooped Legolas into his arms.

"Ada!"

Thranduil glanced down at Legolas before blocking a second blow. He set Legolas down behind him and continued to block the creature's attacks. Elerossë jumped into the clearing joining Thranduil against the Fara. Instead of defending themselves though, they attacked. Legolas watched quietly as his father and father's best friend fought against the Fara. They were strong, very much like a great army he was better than Amras defiantly. They could count as a strong group of elves, but he couldn't count as a strong templa er but he could try. Standing up he walked towards the three fighting. Thranduil glanced over his shoulder to see his son coming.

"Legolas get back!"

The blonde shook his head and raising his arms he pointed them at the Fara.

"saura' onna en' Morgoth na wanwa*."

A white light erupted out of Legolas's hands, encircling the Fara it trapped it in a cage. Thranduil raised his sword and brought it down on the Fara. The creature screamed and twisted black blood soaked the ground as the Fara withered and died. But ghost like spirits rose from it's dead body, turning and bowing to Legolas before vanishing from their eyes.

"Who were they?"

"Souls, Legolas, souls of the ones the Fara had killed."

"Right."

Legolas whispered before, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed on the floor.

            Legolas moaned and nearly cried out. He would never get used to waking up with his eyes closed. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. Lúthien was sitting on a chair, her head lying on the end of Legolas's bed. Beren was asleep in a chair and glancing over at the door way Legolas saw his father talking to Elerossë. Thranduil glanced over and upon seeing Legolas awake turned his back on Elerossë who was still talking.

"How are you my little Greenleaf?"

"I feel like somebody's whacked me over the head with a hammer but apart from that I'm alright."

"Little one" He whispered taking Legolas's hands in his bigger ones, "I love you. You are my little Greenleaf in this big dark forest. You are special ever so special and you mean the world to me, and Beren and Lúthien of course."

"Really?" Legolas whispered, his eyes on the bedspread.

"Yes." Legolas looked up then threw himself into his father's arms. Legolas glanced over his shoulder when he felt a hand there. He came face to face with Beren.

"Family hug."

Lúthien whispered and hugged Legolas and Thranduil. Beren hugged Thranduil and Lúthien. And from his position in the doorway Elerossë smiled, another family problem solved. Another hundred to go, he thought as he turned and left.

The End . . . unless you want a sequel.

Elvish translations.

Kelva: animal

Amme: Mother

Fara templa er: Roughly translates as hunt magic one. I couldn't find hunter.

saura' onna en' Morgoth na wanwa: Foul creature of Morgoth be gone.

Characters guide.

King Thranduil: Legolas's father.

Queen Máraran: Legolas's mother, deceased.

Crown prince Beren: Legolas's brother. First born.

Princess Lúthien: Legolas's sister. Third born.

Prince Orophin: Legolas's brother. Second born, deceased.

Ranawen: Friend of Legolas. (Female.)

Lólindir: Name had to be changed from Caranthir. Friend of Legolas. (Male.)

Tanya: Friend of Legolas. (Male.)

Elerossë: Captain of Mirkwood. Good friend of Thranduil.

Marya: Head cook. Second mother to Legolas.

Fluffy: Cub of Lanta, friend of Legolas.

Lanta: She-wolf, saved

Fara: Evil creature that killed Legolas's mother.