One Lost Leaf

Title: One Lost Leaf

Author: Singa

Author’s e-mail: tristania@netti.fi

Pairing (s): Legolas/Elrohir

Raiting: R or it may become NC-17

Summary: Legolas is kidnapped as a little elfling and in his new home he doesn’t remember who he is.

Disclaimer: Every character belongs to Tolkien and those which you haven’t seen in books like Legolas’ brothers belongs to me.

Notes: And please remember this, when you give me reviews, this is my first fic. So please be gentle with me.

Warnings: slash, rape? (haven’t quite decided )

Early in TA.

“Ada the orcs are attacking again and we need more men on the northern border ” , Aratilion Thranduils oldest son came to inform his father covered in orc blood. ”Niniel please could you take care for Legolas just for a while ”, Thranduil said to his chamber maid and gave Legolas to her. ”Of course my lord ”, Niniel said and hold Legolas tightly against her chest. Thranduil, Aratilion and their personal guards left with terrible hurry to the borders.

Legolas started to cry when he saw his father and brother leaving. ”It’s alright nana is here. Don’t cry little one”, Niniel whispered. She took Legolas favourite teddy bear and put a cloak around herself and Legolas. Then she went to the stables and took her horse and left Mirkwood.

After many hours fighting with orcs Thranduil and his sons came back from the borders. ”Ada you should let the healers to look at your wound”, Aratilion said and pointed ill looking wound in his arm. ”Nay, I have to find Legolas. I want to know that everything alright. And with that Thranduil hurried to Legolas rooms but when he failed to find them there and after that in Niniel rooms. He felt panic arising in his stomach.

”Legolas! Niniel! Where are they?” Thranduil looked for them everywhere but failed to find them. After that he get guards and with them he went to look for them out of palace.

When they failed again Thranduil fell to his knees and cried aloud and with that moment it started to rain heavily. It seemed like the Valar themselves would have cried with the King of Mirkwood.

AN: What do you like? Good, crap or something else..? Tell me and I’ll write more.