Author: Sivan Shemesh firstname.lastname@example.org
Characters: Aragorn, Legolas, Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir.
Warning: Angst full ahead, fluff, and humor. Bad or good endings… lol!
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them for my own evil plans.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Aragorn has a plan on how he will finally beat Legolas. But will Legolas find out? And if he does, what he will do?
Note: Estel’s age is 7, and Legolas’s age is 14 and only an elfling compared to the other elves.
- Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900)
Legolas stood in the practice area, steadily shooting arrows at the target, a smile on his face. He knew how good he was with the bow and arrow. He was the pride of Mirkwood, and he knew that his father was especially proud.
Elrond’s sons were jealous of him, more than Legolas realised. They were not as good with the bow and arrow as Legolas was. Especially Estel. He was furious when Legolas’ arrows hit the target every single time.
The practice area was a haven for Legolas. He always felt calm when he was there, and it was this calmness which helped him. The trees around the area always welcomed him, and they seemed to sing and to guide him with what he was doing.
The sky was a bright blue, and white clouds drifted across the sky. A small river flowed nearby. Legolas felt as if he were at home.
It was so peaceful, so quiet and calm. It gave him a good feeling as he shot at the target, and hit the mark.
Estel aimed at the target; his two arrows had not reached it. Only Legolas’ arrows had, and they had hit the center.
Legolas walked to the target to take out his arrows, but Estel stopped him from doing so.
"Stop! We are not finished yet!" Estel shouted at him.
"But I won, my friend. I hit the target. Now the game is over…" Legolas tried to explain, but was interrupted by the human.
"Is this what it was for you, a game? A GAME?" Estel shouted at him. Estel shook his head, not believing that Legolas thought that it was a game.
"Yes, Estel, it was not a race, and we are not on a battle field. It was only a game," Legolas said and sighed. 'Why does he have to be so serious about it?’ he wondered.
"Arghh…" Estel growled and threw his bow and arrows onto the ground, and quickly walked away.
Legolas looked at him and shook his head, and then turned and started walking back to his room.
"Umm… Legolas?" Elladan asked.
Legolas stopped and looked at the older twin.
"What is it, Elladan?" Legolas asked a little sharply.
"Ah?" Elladan was a bit taken aback.
"Elladan, I am tired. Please, just tell me what you want," Legolas said. He felt that he had enough for one day.
"Well… I have asked you in the past to let the boy win. So what happens today? You won, again. Now Estel is angry and he will probably go and do something stupid…" Elladan’s voice trailed off when he saw the sad look on the elfling’s face.
Legolas’ head was lowered, and his shoulder slumped. Elladan put his hands on the elfling’s shoulders, realizing his words had probably hurt Legolas.
"Legolas?" Elladan asked.
Legolas did not say anything; he only sighed and walked back to his room.
Elladan followed him, thinking he should apologize for what he said, but Legolas slammed the door in his face.
End of Chapter 1.