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He's Alive

"Legolas?"
Thalion looked up at his brother in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he was alive!

Yet Thalion quickly realized that something was wrong with Legolas, he had a confused and pained expression in his eyes. It seemed like he was struggling to remember something.

"Legolas it's me, Thalion."
Thalion slowly stood to his feet, never taking his eyes off of his brother.

Legolas stared at him in silence. He backed away as Thalion stood. The two brothers faced each other, both tense and ready for the other to attack.

"I'm your brother."
Those words seemed to bring Legolas out of whatever trance he was in. Confusion and the slightest trace of recognition passed Legolas' face.

"Thal-"
His words were cut off by an agonizing scream. Thalion watched in horror as Legolas fell to his knees, clutching the sides of his head and yelling.

Thalion ran over to him, he didn't know what was happening to his little brother, all he knew was that he was in pain.

Before Thalion could reach him Legolas shot up and slammed his fist into Thalion's jaw. The elf stumbled backwards and watched wide-eyed as Legolas charged towards him.
"Legolas! Daro! Saes daro!"

Legolas stopped, just before he struck Thalion again. That was when he saw his eyes. Black had seemed to mix with the blue in Legolas' eyes, slowly moving like a shadow in them.

For a brief moment the black seemed to disappear altogether, and Thalion saw Legolas. The real Legolas, his brother. In a strained voice that barely rose above a whisper, Legolas begged his brother.

"Help me."
The moment passed in an instant, the shadow returned to Legolas' eyes, he dealt another blow to Thalion's head.

As the elf fought to remain awake he watched as Legolas called out in a strange tongue.

He watched as the orcs attacking the village surround Legolas, and the last thing Thalion saw was his brother leading the orcs away from the village.

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Thalion shot up in his bed. He gasped for breath as his eyes darted around the room in fear.

What happened? Where's Legolas?

"Thalion?"
Elrond entered the room and stood beside Thalion's bed.
"Are you alright?"

"No. No I am not."
Thalion threw off his covers and tried to stand. Elrond placed his hands on Thalion's shoulders and forced him back onto the bed.

"You need to rest Thalion."
Elrond narrowed his eyes at the elf.
"I need to find my brother."
Thalion tried to rise again but Elrond would not move.

"I know you fear for Legolas. But there is nothing you or anyone else can do for him right now."

The news about Legolas had spread through Lothlorien like wildfire. Everyone had believed the young prince to have been dead.

But now he was alive, and seemed to be leading orcs and destroying villages and slaughtering people.

What Gandalf and the others were going to do about it was unknown to Thalion, and he wouldn't wait for them to come up with something.

He would go and find Legolas himself. His brother needed him, he had seen the fear and desperation in his eyes.

He was in pain, so much pain.
Thalion once again tried to get up, but at the moment he was too weak to force Elrond to let him go.