Hello! This is my first fanfiction! Hope you like it, and Chapter One is basically when Tauriel is about 5 or 6. By the way, the picture of Tauriel on the cover is Stella Siebelink's of Pinterest!
Tauriel's POV:
Thump. Thump. Heavy footsteps getting closer and closer.
"Gimb anausan ukurvivoruk! (Find any survivors!)" says and awful, guttural voice.
I feel a vice-like grip on my arm, nails digging into my flesh.
"Auta! Nurta! (Go! Hide!)" I hear my mother hiss.
"But-" I began. I wanted to fight, like my father. Not hide like a coward.
My mother shot me a glare that allowed no argument.
CRACK!
I could hear the voices breaking down the door. Terrified, I sprinted away to my closet and bolted the door. A terrified scream that haunts me in my dreams reached my ears. Then, an awful, crazed laugh.
The sound of a horse's hooves broke through the nightmarish voices.
"Kill the orcs!" I hear a feminine elf voice command.
My heart lifted. Help was here!
Then, because of my keen elf ears, I hear something I never wanted to hear.
"P-please, find her, s-she's i-in the c-closet...please..." I hear a choked voice, belonging to my mother.
I hear a murmured prayer from the elf commander. A death prayer.
Tears fill my eyes as I sink down to the floor of the closet.
"Naneth!" I let out a shriek of pain and grief.
"The daughter!" I hear the commander say.
But then, my conscience slips, and I fade from that awful moment.
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FantasyTauriel and Legolas. They loved each other, were perfect for each other, and should've had a happy, uneventful life. A utopia that was shattered. By who? By Thranduil. How? With manipulative elleth bent on making Legolas hers. But a twist of fate sc...
