AU fic, this takes place I think maybe before the whole ring thing
happened, Legolas torture, and an Arwen/Legolas pairing later.
Thank you!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything about the LoTR, sadly, it belongs to J.R.R Tolkien. But this story is owned by me.
Chapter 1: How it all happened.
"Father!" The young elf threw open the great wood doors that led to his fathers, the kings, throne room. An old man sat on a high silvery wooden chair at the back of the room.
"What now, Legolas?" he asked rubbing his temples in frustration as the boy approached him.
"I want someone dead!" Legolas yelled standing now in front of his father.
"What happened?" The king was getting very annoyed with his son, this had happened before, everyday wanting someone else dead for making the young prince do something against his will.
"I had just been out, on a walk through our forest, when I was over come with sleep, I headed back to my room, and when I got there, a young maiden was lying in my bed chambers, and I want to know how she got there!" the prince didn't bother with keeping his voice down.
"Calm down Legolas." His father said in the elvish tongue, "I put her there."
Legolas looked puzzled, "But, she was in my bed chamber father, why was she there?"
The king sighed and looked out the window that showed all the land he owned, then turned back to his son, "Dear son," he said in a fatherly voice Legolas had only heard once before, "I would really wish that you would marry a young elven maiden that I give you, I fear you may never marry, and I something were to happen to us, Mirkwood would stand very long." He sighed again, "I asked the young girl to wait in your chambers for when you arrived back, I figured she was a well match for you, you two might love each other."
Legolas could barely stand what his ears where hearing, "But father, you can't choose who I fall in love with, and for one thing, it is not that woman in there. It would be unfair for her if she where to bear my child." He paused a moment, "and who cares if I never marry, I'll be fine with it, I can take care of myself!" he left his voice slip into a yell again.
The king stood up, he too was yelling, "You will go back to your quarters now whether you like it or not, I choose who you will marry, just as my father had chosen your mother for me."
Legolas laughed, "And a lot of good that did her, she's dead now."
The king was outraged at his son's attitude, and called for his guards, "Guards, please escort the prince back to his room and stand at the doors, and do not let him out."
Legolas stared at his father, his eyes wide slightly shaking his head, and then two strong arms grabbed both of his arms and pulled him out of the room, "Father, don't do this, I don't love her!" he yelled struggling to get free at the two guards grips, "It isn't right."
"You will learn to do what you're told my son; it's for your own good." The king calmly said and sat back down on his throne just as Legolas was pulled out of the doors.
Legolas was pushed gently into his room, and the doors snapped shut. He stared at the door a moment, full of anger, when he heard someone else, he turned around and saw the young girl still on his bed, crying. He looked around the room, apparently clueless as what to do, while the elf cried. Legolas felt sorrow in his heart, and sighed walking over to the girl. "Hey, why are you crying?" he asked staring down at her.
The girl lifted her slightly red and swollen eyes to him, "I am sorry Lord Legolas, but I thought, I thought that you wanted me to have your child." She cried a little more into sleeve of her silver silk gown.
Legolas rolled his eyes, "did my father tell you that?" he asked
She looked back up at him, "So it is true, you don't even think I am pretty?"
"Oh, no, I mean. well, I do not wish to," he was drowned out by the girl's sobs, "Man, I have never seen a girl cry so much." He thought, grabbing a long piece of white cloth off of the bedside table, and handing it to her.
The maiden was soon asleep, cuddled around Legolas' pillow. He sighed as he sat on a cushioned chair by the window. He thought a moment, then shrugged and opened the window as far as it would go. He looked back at the entrance door, making sure the guards hadn't heard anything, and lightly ran to where he kept his bow and his arrows inside a stone chest. Legolas looked back at the girl; she rolled over in her sleep. "Alright father, it is time I made some of my own choices." He whispered and dropped his weapons out of the open window, and grabbed his long green cloak from the corner of his bed and swung it over his shoulders, tying the top around his neck. He then walked to the window again, and climbed out of it, and dropped to ground, making no noise.
It had been two days since the departure of the prince, and the king had sent search parties out all over the forest, he even sent word to other Elf colonies, putting them on the watch as well. But know one could find him.
***
A young elf princess lied down on her bed and looked up at the ceiling, which had ivy growing all around the top and smiled to herself before closing her eyes and drifting into an easy sleep.
She woke with a start several hours later, at a sound coming from her window; the stars were still up, though there was a dim light over the horizon, telling her that morning would be soon. The noise came again and the girl gently slipped out of her bed, opened the window, and stuck her head out of it, into the cool windy morning.
"Arwen!" Someone whispered her name, and she looked down to the ground, where it had come from, and saw a tall man standing there, with a couple rocks in his hand.
"Legolas, is that you?" she whispered back tightening her robe around her.
"Yes, now help me up there." Legolas threw another rock at her.
"Everyone is looking for you, why are you here?" Arwen asked ignoring his command.
"We can talk when I get up there, come on."
Arwen sighed and grabbed her soft blanket of her bed and swung it out of the window.
Legolas caught the end of it, and began to climb once Arwen had told him it was safe.
"Alright, why are you here Legolas?" she asked as he ducked into her room.
"Good morning to you too, Arwen." Legolas said sitting down on her bed.
"I am serious Legolas, your father is worried sick, and he has everyone looking for you." Arwen sat down next to her friend.
"I ran away from Mirkwood," Legolas fell back onto the soft bed, "I am tired Arwen"
"Tired of what?"
Legolas sighed, "I am tired of him making all of my decisions for me, today, he almost made me," he paused thinking about it.
"What Legolas?" Arwen asked putting a hand onto his.
"He wanted me to wed a Mirkwood maiden, so that an heir to the throne would be born if anything would happen to me." He sighed, "He wouldn't even listen to me Arwen, I don't love her, and I didn't even know her."
"Your father just wants what is best for you, even if you do not agree with him. Try to look at it from his view, you might never find the one you love, and if you were slain, and your father gone, Mirkwood, would sees to exist." Arwen comforted her friend.
"Yes, that is what my father said, but I see differently than him, I can take care of myself, and I will not fall in battle, I refuse it." Legolas put his arms behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling.
"You are letting your self get to confident, your mind is too crowded with thoughts of being the best, which will slow you down in a battle, and you will fall." Arwen stood up, and walked over to her window and peered out, the sun was now almost up, a reddish sky covered the sky.
"You see, that is why you are my best friend Arwen, you are the voice inside of me that tells me I am doing something erroneous." Legolas sat up and smiled at her.
Arwen smiled back at him, "I am guessing you wish me to hide you here?"
"Just for a night, I am leaving Arwen; I want to find escapade somewhere, and maybe even a young elvish girl, just for my father." Legolas also stood up, but walked over to the door and opened it a crack and peered out. "Looks like some of your brothers are waking up." He whispered closing the door lightly.
"Alright, I will hide you here, but if you do not wish to be sent back to your forest, I bid you stay in here all day." Arwen walked behind a dressing curtain, and put on a green flowing gown, fit for a princess, and walked back out.
Legolas smiled at her, "thank you my lady." He bowed his head a little, not taking his eyes off hers.
Arwen rolled her eyes at the prince and placed a golden tiara around her head, "I am going to go eat breakfast with my father, would you like anything?"
Legolas shook his head and answered her in their elvish tongue, "No."
Arwen nodded, and left the prince to himself.
***
The day was really uneventful for Legolas, he had never been so bored in his life, but he had brought it unto himself. And then, as if it would never come, the sun slowly shrank from the sky, and it was dark again, and Arwen returned to him.
Legolas had just fastened his cloak around his neck, when he thought of something; he turned to his friend, "Arwen,"
She looked at him a moment, "Yes?"
"Would you care to accompany me?"
Arwen opened her mouth a little, unsure of what to say, "Well, I, am not packed to go on a journey." She managed to say.
"Nonsense, just put on your riding clothes, and we shall leave." The prince smiled at her in the way he always did when he wanted something, and Arwen could not refuse him.
"Well, what will I tell father?" she asked tying the last sting on her tunic minutes later.
"Tell him, that you went to Mirkwood to help search for me, he knows how fond you are of me." Legolas smiled again at her.
She rolled her eyes, and grabbed a quill and a piece of parchment from her desk and began to write the note to her father.
When she was finished, she walked back to Legolas, who had her cloak held out for her.
Arwen gladly took it from him, "If you are this nice to all the women you meet, I don't see how you can not find a suitor." She teased draping the long silver cloak around her shoulders.
"Ready?" Legolas asked getting onto the window seal, and dropping his legs out of the window.
Arwen nodded and too climbed up to where the prince sat, and jumped out, onto the ground below them. Seconds later Legolas too landed softly next to her.
"We should make a run for it, incase anyone is looking." Legolas whispered gazing around at last remaining flickering lanterns around the yard. "Ok, let's go." He said and he and Arwen sprinted into a bushel of trees in front of them.
They had not stopped running though, once they had entered the thickest part of the Rivendell forest, they wanted to make it out of there at sunrise, in a couple hours. As they ran, they made little to no noise as their soft feet hit the ground.
"Where do we go next after we reach the edge of the trees?" Arwen asked as the sun started to rise before them.
"I believe I will take that into consideration once we get there." Legolas smiled.
The trees had now begun to space out more, allowing more sun to seep through, and then finally, the two elves reached the treeless grounds out side of Rivendell, and stopped for a moment to rest and think.
After a few minutes, Legolas spoke up, "what if we head west?" he asked nodding his head into the direction.
Arwen looked there, and shook her head, "My father tells me that evil men reside there, he forebodes me to go there."
Legolas smiled, "Oh, come on Arwen, those are just stories. My father tells me that they are trolls, yet your father deliberately informs you that they are humans, obviously they want to fool us."
"You are too wise." Arwen sighed, "Alright, let us depart into the west."
Legolas smiled at her, "feel like running again?"
"I was born to run Legolas." Arwen responded in the elvish tongue, just before she again sprinted away.
Legolas allowed her a few seconds head start, and then ran after her, and in minutes he was caught up, thanks to his elven ability to run faster than men.
They rested at nightfall, and awoke early the next day, and had breakfast before heading off again. They decided to walk a couple of hours first, and then would again run the rest of the way.
"What do you think we might find once we get there?" Arwen asked as they walked slowly down a field of grayish mosses, and grass.
"Maybe rocks." Legolas joked stepping over a small stone.
An hour or two passed of walking, and the elves were relatively enjoying the nice cool breeze, and the nature around them.
"Arwen, do you hear that?" Legolas had stopped walking, and stood perfectly still, only his eyes were darting back and forward.
"What is it?" Arwen asked looking around.
"Stay still and listen."
Arwen did as she was told, and soon she could hear beating thundering on the ground, horse hooves galloping to them. "They are all around us." She whispered, "Should we hide?"
"No, whoever it is will find us, they come from all sides." Legolas looked far across the open field, "there are twenty rising over in the east, and twenty more in the north."
"I count thirty from the west, twenty in the south." Arwen looked at Legolas, what shall we do?"
"We must stick together," he paused looking around, the more time he wasted strategizing, the more time he was giving the riders to get close to them, "Alright, we will run at the northwestern mountains, and flee the riders." Fleeing was not one of Legolas' favorite things to do, but when Arwen was with him, he didn't want to put her in danger. They began to run towards the mountains.
(A/N- just something if you are still reading, I hope, it will get more interesting soon, I promise. Ok, that's it, LPI3)
"Legolas!" Arwen shouted "Some are coming at us from the northwest as well." She said pointing in the direction in front of them.
Legolas cursed, and stopped, from behind, the riders had now come into view, that even a man could see from their distance. He looked at all the directions they were coming from, North, South, East, West, and now Northwest, Southeast, Southwest, and Northeast. He hated to say it, but they were trapped.
Legolas grabbed Arwen's hand and pulled her to him, "Just stay behind me." He whispered as the riders drew nearer and nearer to the elves. Within minutes, all the riders had surrounded them in a circle.
Some of the men where muttering to each other about the elves. Legolas held Arwen closely to him.
"What do we have here?" a man in front said, his cold voice sent chills down Legolas' neck, "Two elves?" the man, and some of his men laughed.
"What are you doing in the land of Theserians?" The man asked.
(A/N- Yes, Theserians was made up, do not sue, I can't think of any other name.)
Legolas looked at him, the man had long dark black hair and beady black eyes, his complexion was one that not every elf would stand to look at, it was badly scarred, and dirty.
Legolas stayed calm, "It is alright Arwen, they can not hurt us." He spoke in his native tongue so the men would not understand.
Some of the riders looked at each other, and the man spoke again, this time to his followers, "The girl is frightened." He stared at Arwen, a smile spreading across his ugly face. His followers laughed.
Legolas held Arwen even closer, "What business do you have here?" he asked looking at the scarred man.
The man chuckled, "This is our land boy, what is your business here?"
"We are just passing through." Arwen said grabbing onto her companion's sleeve.
The man made a hand motion, and a few men dismounted from their horses, along with the scarred man, who Legolas figured was probably the leader.
"No one goes through here with out seeing our king." The leader man spat.
Legolas looked at the few men who were approaching them on foot, one man held a long rope, and all the others wore swords.
While Legolas was trying to think of what to do, the men kept approaching, and he heard Arwen give a slight gasp behind him. He quickly turned around, and saw that one of the riders had grabbed her arm, and was pulling her to him. Legolas did the only thing he could think of at the moment, before any of them men could stop him, Legolas had pulled out his bow and had an arrow fitted in it, pointing it at the man who grabbed Arwen.
The man starred at Legolas, his face slightly white.
"You will not touch her." Legolas threatened, pulling back on the string.
Arwen screamed and pointed behind Legolas, but before he could turn around and look, someone hit him across the neck, and Legolas blacked out, the bow falling from his hands.
A/N- alright, that is it for this chapter, I promise that I will try not to leave you hanging too long, alright, now you review, tell me if you like it or not. I do except ideas for what happens next. Ok, thank you! LPI3
Disclaimer: I do not own anything about the LoTR, sadly, it belongs to J.R.R Tolkien. But this story is owned by me.
Chapter 1: How it all happened.
"Father!" The young elf threw open the great wood doors that led to his fathers, the kings, throne room. An old man sat on a high silvery wooden chair at the back of the room.
"What now, Legolas?" he asked rubbing his temples in frustration as the boy approached him.
"I want someone dead!" Legolas yelled standing now in front of his father.
"What happened?" The king was getting very annoyed with his son, this had happened before, everyday wanting someone else dead for making the young prince do something against his will.
"I had just been out, on a walk through our forest, when I was over come with sleep, I headed back to my room, and when I got there, a young maiden was lying in my bed chambers, and I want to know how she got there!" the prince didn't bother with keeping his voice down.
"Calm down Legolas." His father said in the elvish tongue, "I put her there."
Legolas looked puzzled, "But, she was in my bed chamber father, why was she there?"
The king sighed and looked out the window that showed all the land he owned, then turned back to his son, "Dear son," he said in a fatherly voice Legolas had only heard once before, "I would really wish that you would marry a young elven maiden that I give you, I fear you may never marry, and I something were to happen to us, Mirkwood would stand very long." He sighed again, "I asked the young girl to wait in your chambers for when you arrived back, I figured she was a well match for you, you two might love each other."
Legolas could barely stand what his ears where hearing, "But father, you can't choose who I fall in love with, and for one thing, it is not that woman in there. It would be unfair for her if she where to bear my child." He paused a moment, "and who cares if I never marry, I'll be fine with it, I can take care of myself!" he left his voice slip into a yell again.
The king stood up, he too was yelling, "You will go back to your quarters now whether you like it or not, I choose who you will marry, just as my father had chosen your mother for me."
Legolas laughed, "And a lot of good that did her, she's dead now."
The king was outraged at his son's attitude, and called for his guards, "Guards, please escort the prince back to his room and stand at the doors, and do not let him out."
Legolas stared at his father, his eyes wide slightly shaking his head, and then two strong arms grabbed both of his arms and pulled him out of the room, "Father, don't do this, I don't love her!" he yelled struggling to get free at the two guards grips, "It isn't right."
"You will learn to do what you're told my son; it's for your own good." The king calmly said and sat back down on his throne just as Legolas was pulled out of the doors.
Legolas was pushed gently into his room, and the doors snapped shut. He stared at the door a moment, full of anger, when he heard someone else, he turned around and saw the young girl still on his bed, crying. He looked around the room, apparently clueless as what to do, while the elf cried. Legolas felt sorrow in his heart, and sighed walking over to the girl. "Hey, why are you crying?" he asked staring down at her.
The girl lifted her slightly red and swollen eyes to him, "I am sorry Lord Legolas, but I thought, I thought that you wanted me to have your child." She cried a little more into sleeve of her silver silk gown.
Legolas rolled his eyes, "did my father tell you that?" he asked
She looked back up at him, "So it is true, you don't even think I am pretty?"
"Oh, no, I mean. well, I do not wish to," he was drowned out by the girl's sobs, "Man, I have never seen a girl cry so much." He thought, grabbing a long piece of white cloth off of the bedside table, and handing it to her.
The maiden was soon asleep, cuddled around Legolas' pillow. He sighed as he sat on a cushioned chair by the window. He thought a moment, then shrugged and opened the window as far as it would go. He looked back at the entrance door, making sure the guards hadn't heard anything, and lightly ran to where he kept his bow and his arrows inside a stone chest. Legolas looked back at the girl; she rolled over in her sleep. "Alright father, it is time I made some of my own choices." He whispered and dropped his weapons out of the open window, and grabbed his long green cloak from the corner of his bed and swung it over his shoulders, tying the top around his neck. He then walked to the window again, and climbed out of it, and dropped to ground, making no noise.
It had been two days since the departure of the prince, and the king had sent search parties out all over the forest, he even sent word to other Elf colonies, putting them on the watch as well. But know one could find him.
***
A young elf princess lied down on her bed and looked up at the ceiling, which had ivy growing all around the top and smiled to herself before closing her eyes and drifting into an easy sleep.
She woke with a start several hours later, at a sound coming from her window; the stars were still up, though there was a dim light over the horizon, telling her that morning would be soon. The noise came again and the girl gently slipped out of her bed, opened the window, and stuck her head out of it, into the cool windy morning.
"Arwen!" Someone whispered her name, and she looked down to the ground, where it had come from, and saw a tall man standing there, with a couple rocks in his hand.
"Legolas, is that you?" she whispered back tightening her robe around her.
"Yes, now help me up there." Legolas threw another rock at her.
"Everyone is looking for you, why are you here?" Arwen asked ignoring his command.
"We can talk when I get up there, come on."
Arwen sighed and grabbed her soft blanket of her bed and swung it out of the window.
Legolas caught the end of it, and began to climb once Arwen had told him it was safe.
"Alright, why are you here Legolas?" she asked as he ducked into her room.
"Good morning to you too, Arwen." Legolas said sitting down on her bed.
"I am serious Legolas, your father is worried sick, and he has everyone looking for you." Arwen sat down next to her friend.
"I ran away from Mirkwood," Legolas fell back onto the soft bed, "I am tired Arwen"
"Tired of what?"
Legolas sighed, "I am tired of him making all of my decisions for me, today, he almost made me," he paused thinking about it.
"What Legolas?" Arwen asked putting a hand onto his.
"He wanted me to wed a Mirkwood maiden, so that an heir to the throne would be born if anything would happen to me." He sighed, "He wouldn't even listen to me Arwen, I don't love her, and I didn't even know her."
"Your father just wants what is best for you, even if you do not agree with him. Try to look at it from his view, you might never find the one you love, and if you were slain, and your father gone, Mirkwood, would sees to exist." Arwen comforted her friend.
"Yes, that is what my father said, but I see differently than him, I can take care of myself, and I will not fall in battle, I refuse it." Legolas put his arms behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling.
"You are letting your self get to confident, your mind is too crowded with thoughts of being the best, which will slow you down in a battle, and you will fall." Arwen stood up, and walked over to her window and peered out, the sun was now almost up, a reddish sky covered the sky.
"You see, that is why you are my best friend Arwen, you are the voice inside of me that tells me I am doing something erroneous." Legolas sat up and smiled at her.
Arwen smiled back at him, "I am guessing you wish me to hide you here?"
"Just for a night, I am leaving Arwen; I want to find escapade somewhere, and maybe even a young elvish girl, just for my father." Legolas also stood up, but walked over to the door and opened it a crack and peered out. "Looks like some of your brothers are waking up." He whispered closing the door lightly.
"Alright, I will hide you here, but if you do not wish to be sent back to your forest, I bid you stay in here all day." Arwen walked behind a dressing curtain, and put on a green flowing gown, fit for a princess, and walked back out.
Legolas smiled at her, "thank you my lady." He bowed his head a little, not taking his eyes off hers.
Arwen rolled her eyes at the prince and placed a golden tiara around her head, "I am going to go eat breakfast with my father, would you like anything?"
Legolas shook his head and answered her in their elvish tongue, "No."
Arwen nodded, and left the prince to himself.
***
The day was really uneventful for Legolas, he had never been so bored in his life, but he had brought it unto himself. And then, as if it would never come, the sun slowly shrank from the sky, and it was dark again, and Arwen returned to him.
Legolas had just fastened his cloak around his neck, when he thought of something; he turned to his friend, "Arwen,"
She looked at him a moment, "Yes?"
"Would you care to accompany me?"
Arwen opened her mouth a little, unsure of what to say, "Well, I, am not packed to go on a journey." She managed to say.
"Nonsense, just put on your riding clothes, and we shall leave." The prince smiled at her in the way he always did when he wanted something, and Arwen could not refuse him.
"Well, what will I tell father?" she asked tying the last sting on her tunic minutes later.
"Tell him, that you went to Mirkwood to help search for me, he knows how fond you are of me." Legolas smiled again at her.
She rolled her eyes, and grabbed a quill and a piece of parchment from her desk and began to write the note to her father.
When she was finished, she walked back to Legolas, who had her cloak held out for her.
Arwen gladly took it from him, "If you are this nice to all the women you meet, I don't see how you can not find a suitor." She teased draping the long silver cloak around her shoulders.
"Ready?" Legolas asked getting onto the window seal, and dropping his legs out of the window.
Arwen nodded and too climbed up to where the prince sat, and jumped out, onto the ground below them. Seconds later Legolas too landed softly next to her.
"We should make a run for it, incase anyone is looking." Legolas whispered gazing around at last remaining flickering lanterns around the yard. "Ok, let's go." He said and he and Arwen sprinted into a bushel of trees in front of them.
They had not stopped running though, once they had entered the thickest part of the Rivendell forest, they wanted to make it out of there at sunrise, in a couple hours. As they ran, they made little to no noise as their soft feet hit the ground.
"Where do we go next after we reach the edge of the trees?" Arwen asked as the sun started to rise before them.
"I believe I will take that into consideration once we get there." Legolas smiled.
The trees had now begun to space out more, allowing more sun to seep through, and then finally, the two elves reached the treeless grounds out side of Rivendell, and stopped for a moment to rest and think.
After a few minutes, Legolas spoke up, "what if we head west?" he asked nodding his head into the direction.
Arwen looked there, and shook her head, "My father tells me that evil men reside there, he forebodes me to go there."
Legolas smiled, "Oh, come on Arwen, those are just stories. My father tells me that they are trolls, yet your father deliberately informs you that they are humans, obviously they want to fool us."
"You are too wise." Arwen sighed, "Alright, let us depart into the west."
Legolas smiled at her, "feel like running again?"
"I was born to run Legolas." Arwen responded in the elvish tongue, just before she again sprinted away.
Legolas allowed her a few seconds head start, and then ran after her, and in minutes he was caught up, thanks to his elven ability to run faster than men.
They rested at nightfall, and awoke early the next day, and had breakfast before heading off again. They decided to walk a couple of hours first, and then would again run the rest of the way.
"What do you think we might find once we get there?" Arwen asked as they walked slowly down a field of grayish mosses, and grass.
"Maybe rocks." Legolas joked stepping over a small stone.
An hour or two passed of walking, and the elves were relatively enjoying the nice cool breeze, and the nature around them.
"Arwen, do you hear that?" Legolas had stopped walking, and stood perfectly still, only his eyes were darting back and forward.
"What is it?" Arwen asked looking around.
"Stay still and listen."
Arwen did as she was told, and soon she could hear beating thundering on the ground, horse hooves galloping to them. "They are all around us." She whispered, "Should we hide?"
"No, whoever it is will find us, they come from all sides." Legolas looked far across the open field, "there are twenty rising over in the east, and twenty more in the north."
"I count thirty from the west, twenty in the south." Arwen looked at Legolas, what shall we do?"
"We must stick together," he paused looking around, the more time he wasted strategizing, the more time he was giving the riders to get close to them, "Alright, we will run at the northwestern mountains, and flee the riders." Fleeing was not one of Legolas' favorite things to do, but when Arwen was with him, he didn't want to put her in danger. They began to run towards the mountains.
(A/N- just something if you are still reading, I hope, it will get more interesting soon, I promise. Ok, that's it, LPI3)
"Legolas!" Arwen shouted "Some are coming at us from the northwest as well." She said pointing in the direction in front of them.
Legolas cursed, and stopped, from behind, the riders had now come into view, that even a man could see from their distance. He looked at all the directions they were coming from, North, South, East, West, and now Northwest, Southeast, Southwest, and Northeast. He hated to say it, but they were trapped.
Legolas grabbed Arwen's hand and pulled her to him, "Just stay behind me." He whispered as the riders drew nearer and nearer to the elves. Within minutes, all the riders had surrounded them in a circle.
Some of the men where muttering to each other about the elves. Legolas held Arwen closely to him.
"What do we have here?" a man in front said, his cold voice sent chills down Legolas' neck, "Two elves?" the man, and some of his men laughed.
"What are you doing in the land of Theserians?" The man asked.
(A/N- Yes, Theserians was made up, do not sue, I can't think of any other name.)
Legolas looked at him, the man had long dark black hair and beady black eyes, his complexion was one that not every elf would stand to look at, it was badly scarred, and dirty.
Legolas stayed calm, "It is alright Arwen, they can not hurt us." He spoke in his native tongue so the men would not understand.
Some of the riders looked at each other, and the man spoke again, this time to his followers, "The girl is frightened." He stared at Arwen, a smile spreading across his ugly face. His followers laughed.
Legolas held Arwen even closer, "What business do you have here?" he asked looking at the scarred man.
The man chuckled, "This is our land boy, what is your business here?"
"We are just passing through." Arwen said grabbing onto her companion's sleeve.
The man made a hand motion, and a few men dismounted from their horses, along with the scarred man, who Legolas figured was probably the leader.
"No one goes through here with out seeing our king." The leader man spat.
Legolas looked at the few men who were approaching them on foot, one man held a long rope, and all the others wore swords.
While Legolas was trying to think of what to do, the men kept approaching, and he heard Arwen give a slight gasp behind him. He quickly turned around, and saw that one of the riders had grabbed her arm, and was pulling her to him. Legolas did the only thing he could think of at the moment, before any of them men could stop him, Legolas had pulled out his bow and had an arrow fitted in it, pointing it at the man who grabbed Arwen.
The man starred at Legolas, his face slightly white.
"You will not touch her." Legolas threatened, pulling back on the string.
Arwen screamed and pointed behind Legolas, but before he could turn around and look, someone hit him across the neck, and Legolas blacked out, the bow falling from his hands.
A/N- alright, that is it for this chapter, I promise that I will try not to leave you hanging too long, alright, now you review, tell me if you like it or not. I do except ideas for what happens next. Ok, thank you! LPI3