Fan Fiction ❯ Ripping Greenleaves ❯ Over-sexualized and Traumatized ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: If it isn't bloody obvious already, I do not own any LoTR characters.

Note- Sorry for taking so long to update! WordPerfect has decided to freeze on me every second. Stupid computer....device of Morgoth.....argh.

Anyway, in this flashback Legolas, Aradir, and Gadwen are a bit older than elfings. They haven't reached majority yet, but they're in their 'teen' years. Legolas and Aradir have some hormone...issues. Gadwen is just....er, um....going through that stage.

Legolas Tip (Brought to you by Glorfindel and Arwen)

"I need to talk to you," Glorfindel informed.

"About what?" Arwen suspiciously asked.

"About...something,"

"Very well, but read tip six first," Arwen commanded, and chucked a book at the blonde elf.

"Tip six; place twelve wargs in a pit. Starve them for about a month. By then, there would be less because they'd eat each other. Now, lure Legolas to the pit and kick him into the pit as hard as you can. Preferably kick him in the lower torso region," Glorfindel said.

"Now you can talk to me," Arwen boringly said.

"We need to straighten things out; I found Estel and the hobbits, I helped them, not you."

"No, I did."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

And so they argued for hours....

Chapter 6 -Over-sexualized and Traumatized-

A tired Legolas sat lazily on a chair in the dining hall. He raked his hands through his hair, which smelled like the forest. He shifted in his seat and gave out a tired sigh. All day he had been in the woods with Aradir and his other friends. They had left when the sun was just starting to peek through the trees. Now he was back in the safety of caves and the sun was giving way for the moon.

Legolas' ears quickly caught the sound of laughter and singing. He sat up and stared at the doors. Like he expected, Aradir and a few of his friends walked into the dining hall.

Aradir took notice of his friend. "Tired?"

"Just a bit," Legolas said.

Aradir nodded his head and took a seat next to Legolas.

"I'm dreading this night," Legolas complained.

"Why is that?" Aradir asked.

"As you probably know already, my father is coming back from his visit to eastern Lórien tonight," Legolas sighed.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Well, he probably won't come back alone."

Aradir didn't understand. "Explain."

"I doubt he went there to just visit. I'm guessing he went to gather all the ellith that have their hearts set on me, so I could start courting....I'm going to loose my sanity" Legolas muttered.

"So your father is gathering a group of obsessive crazy ellith that want to get into your leggings?"

"Well, I guess you could say that," Legolas said.

"I pity you."

"Liar."

"What?"

"You like watching me suffer."

"No, but I may join in the torture," Aradir jested.

"I don't doubt that."

"I think you should be more worried about Gadwen," Aradir paused for a moment. " Well, actually, she hasn't be-"

"Are you coming?" an ellon interrupted.

"Yes, yes, patience," Aradir said.

"Where are you going?" Legolas asked.

"To go bathe in the river, do you want to come?"

Legolas gulped. "Outdoor bathing doesn't sound very appealing when Gadwen could be lurking in the shadows waiting to castrate me."

"Legolas, I think she would give you enough decency to go bathe."

"Then you obviously don't know her," Legolas said, reminiscing in his past.

-Flashback-

There was a great feast that was going to be held in Mirkwood, and all the elves were busy getting ready. Decorations were on the wall, food was being made, wine was being tested, everyone was busy. Except for Legolas, who was in the woods snickering as he mischievously picked up insects and spiders, then placed them in a pouch. As soon as Legolas finished, he went out to find his enemy, Gadwen. He didn't have difficulty finding her; she was always sitting outside, under a tree.

Legolas' face adorned a very evil smirk as he quietly and cautiously climbed up the tree. He sat on a tree branch, directly over Gadwen. He took out the pouch of disgusting creatures, opened it, and took aim at Gadwen's head. He was about to drop the pouch with its crude contents, but stopped.

"Oh Ilúvatar! Roundness! Now that is an interesting site," Legolas whispered.

No, Legolas was not talking about the full moon that was rising, or its shape. Actually, he was looking down Gadwen's bodice. He had pretty good view too. Suddenly realizing what he was doing, he withdrew his hand and shook his head.

"What am I doing? This is wrong, inappropriate, disgusting, lewd, terrible, horrid," Legolas argued with himself. " This is utter bliss! Wait, I did not just say that...I did say that...I'm losing my sanity!"

Legolas smacked himself and willed himself not to look at her, more importantly, her breasts. Now how long do you think he could suppress himself? A young ellon with hormones pumping through his body, an elleth presented in front of him, who happened to be developing, how long would he last?

Well, of course he didn't last long; it's like flashing your leg at a blood lusting warg and expecting it not to eat you.

"Oh...just one little peek," Legolas convinced himself.

Well, the very young Legolas didn't take a 'little' peek because he was staring for quite some time. A sudden cracking sound snapped Legolas out of his peeping tom phase. He looked over to see where the noise was coming from. He found that the branch that he was sitting on was now breaking.

"Uh-oh."

Before Legolas could reach to safety, the branch broke and he came crashing down. Legolas soon found himself on the ground, looking up to the sky, leaves fluttering down on him, and his body aching. He groaned in pain, but his groan was overcome with a deathly shriek. Legolas, startled and confused, jumped to his feet.

"LEGOLAS!" Gadwen said loudly and slowly.

Her hair was decorated with crawling spiders and insects. Her face had turned blood red like seregon. Her teeth were clenched together, resulting in a raspy sound every time she breathed.

"Hello," Legolas said in a very quiet voice. "Sorry about that. I swear it was an accident! The pouch must've dropped while I was falling."

"Liar!" Gadwen shouted.

He was actually telling truth. Well, not really; he did have the intention to drop the spider on her, but only after he was done...staring.

"No, really! I'm telli-"

"Don't waste your time apologizing," Gadwen harshly said, while picking the creatures out of her hair. "Your apology means nothing to me."

Instead of insulting her back, Legolas decided that keeping quiet would be best. He stood still, slightly slouching, looking at the elf-maid with bored eyes. Several minutes passed and Gadwen had gotten most of the creatures out of her hair. It was still quiet, until Gadwen let out a unexpected yelp. She stiffened with wide eyes, she yelped again and moved erratically.

"Are you well?' Legolas asked.

Gadwen's only reply was another yelp. This time her hand was on her chest. She moved her hand from one place to another as she yelped some more.

Legolas raised an eyebrow. "I never knew you liked to fondle yourself in front of people. Especially me!"

Gadwen managed to shoot her enemy with a dirty look, then she looked down at her chest. Legolas did the same with a very satisfied look on his face. They both watched as a spider crawled out of her bodice and settled on her chest. Legolas, not being so intelligent, tried to pick the spider up. But was stopped when a hand went across his cheek.

Gadwen gasped and crossed her arms. "Pervert!"

"What? I was only trying to help!" Legolas said dumbstruck.

"Helping? By trying to touch me?"

"That's absurd! I would never want to touch those miniature things!" Legolas exclaimed.

Gadwen stood shocked. It was dead silent for a while.

"WHAT!" Gadwen lashed out.

Legolas had been startled and jumped back.

"MINIATURE? That's what you describe them?" Gadwen yelled and took a step closer to Legolas.

Legolas panicked. "Well, what do you want me to call them? Gigantic?"

"NO!"

"Good, because that would be a total lie! They're not even close!" Legolas said.

Now Gadwen was furious. She clenched her fist and threw a punch at him, but unfortunately it didn't land. The only thing she could do was give him a dangerous look. Tired of looking at his face, she scanned him from head to toe, but stopped below his stomach. She smirked. Evil ideas started popping in her head with incredible speed.

"I don't think I'm the only one who's miniature around here," she said in a happier tone.

With that said, she walked away, but stopped and turned around again. "Watch your back Legolas, watch your back."

Legolas rolled his eyes. "Oh, I'm so scared! What are you going to do? Dress up as a Nazgul and meow? Anything you try, I'll be ready for!"

"Good, because I'll strike when you least expect it!" Gadwen warned.

-Few hours later...-

Legolas had just changed for the feast. Now he stood before his mirror, marveling at his reflection. He wore a green tunic that defined his upper body, which would make every elleth swoon over him. He flashed the mirror his all-too-gorgeous-dangerous smile. A smile that would surely make any maiden, mortal or immortal, drop dead. He rubbed his hands together in excitement. Tonight would be very exciting, food, dancing, singing, wine, and elf-maids.

In satisfaction, he nodded his head at his reflection and walked to the door. He walked down the hall, but a sudden sharp pain in his head stopped him. Soon he found himself on the ground staring up at a pair of evil blue eyes. He didn't see those eyes for too long for darkness quickly blinded him.

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Legolas stirred from his sleep. He opened his eyes to look around, but everything he saw was a blur.

"What happened?" Legolas asked himself.

He let out a groan of pain as he tried to sit up. His body ached still, from the fall he took earlier and now the throbbing pain at the back of his head. He opened his eyes again, this time he could actually see. He was surrounded with barrels, an all too familiar sent drifted in the air. He was in the wine cellar. But how did get there? He didn't know.

After looking around, he looked at himself. He was surprised to find a pair of lumps protruding from his chest. In horror, he screamed.

"What is this? Some sort of foul magic!" Legolas said in shock

He patted his chest, he was relieved that the dress was padded. The horrible thought of him suddenly growing breasts faded away, but he was still very confused. No longer was he wearing a tunic and leggings, but a very pink feminine dress. Legolas could only think of one person who would do such an evil thing. Well, if you exclude Morgoth, Sauron and a few dwarves, then you're left with one angry elleth.

"Gadwen!" Legolas said in a harsh whisper.

With anger running through his veins, he hurried to the door. He expected an empty hallway to greet him, but he was greeted with a drunk elf. Gadwen had picked the right spot to dump him.

"Well, hello pretty!" the elf greeted.

Legolas' eyes almost jumped out of his sockets when he realized who the elf was. It was his good friend Aradir. A very drunk and delirious Aradir.

"I don't believe we've met before," Aradir said. "Your beauty rivals the sun, moon, and the stars! The stars shine brighter as we are presented to each other."

"Aradir, stop rambling! It's me, Lego-Gadwen!" Legolas said startled.

Gadwen had walked by in mid-sentence. She laughed and ran away. Legolas tried to run after her, but was stopped by Aradir.

"A fair maiden like you should never be alone," Aradir said smoothly.

The elves behind Aradir laughed in amusement. Legolas backed away uncomfortably.

"Lips so red as yours should also never be unattended," Aradir slyly said, moving closer to Legolas.

Legolas frantically thought of someway to get out of this situation.

"NAKED ELLETH!" Legolas yelled out.

Aradir and the others looked around. "Where?" They all asked in unison.

Aradir looked back at Legowen for a reply, but Legowen was gone. Aradir gasped and went to took for the 'maiden'.

Legolas was running through the halls as fast as he could, he knew Aradir would be prancing around, looking for him. He was trying to get to his room, the only place he thought was safe right now.

"Legowen?" a masculine voice called out.

Legolas stopped dead in his tracks and looked around, there were two doors, one on the left and one on the right. With no time, and not a lot of thought, Legolas opened the left door and quickly his in the room. He listened intently through the closed door. He could hear Aradir pause in front of the door, then walk away. Legolas sighed in relief and leaned against the door. A metallic noise broke the silence in the room, so did gasps, yelps, and breaking of glass. Legolas eerily turned around.

"This isn't good," Legolas thought to himself.

As soon as he turned around, he was greeted by many eyes. This was the dining hall. Shocked faces were all around. Many guests had dropped whatever they were holding. His father looked like he was about to faint. To make matters worst, Gadwen was in the hall with bad intentions.

"Oh dear Eru! The king's son is a cross-dresser!" Gadwen yelled in a fake shocked expression, then she hid herself from the crowd.

With those words, maidens gasped and fainted. Legolas had made maidens drop dead for him, but not in the way he wanted. Servants came rushing, fanning the maidens that had fallen.

Legolas turned red with embarrassment. Oh, Gadwen would pay dearly for this.

Suddenly Aradir came prancing into the room with googly eyes.

"Legowen!" Aradir called.

-End of Flashback-

Legolas snapped out his trance and found Aradir looking oddly at him. Legolas nervously laughed and shifted in his seat uncomfortably. He fiddled with his hands and moved his chair slightly away from Aradir.

Aradir raised an eyebrow. "Are you well?"

"Uh, yes. Of course. Tired. That's all. Yes, that's all," Legolas nervously said.

"Legolas, what's wrong?" Aradir asked in concern.

Legolas bit his lip and looked at his friend. Words were forming, he wanted to get them out, but at the same didn't.

"Do you remember Legowen!" Legolas blurted out.

Aradir drummed his fingers on his knee. "No, why?"

Legolas melted back into his seat with relief. "Thank Eru you were to drunk to remember."

"What was that?"

"Nothing," Legolas quickly recovered.

"You certainly are an odd elf," Aradir commented. "Anyway, I'm off to the river. Are you sure you don't want to come?"

"I'm very sure," Legolas said.

"Very well, stay smelly," Aradir gave up and started to walk away.

"No, wait!" Legolas called out. "I'll go if someone guards the premises."

Aradir eyed his friend strangely, but yielded. "All right."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Good. I'll come along, but I won't stay for too long," Legolas said.

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Gadwen was making her daily stroll around the forest. She didn't stray too far, fearing that a huge spider may be looking for a meal. While walking, she mentally noted of new paths or shortcut in case she wanted to use them for her diabolic plans. Or else use them to run from Legolas and his diabolic plans, if he has any.

It was getting late and Gadwen decided to go make her way home. She decided to take a shortcut that she had just discovered, instead of taking the long route home. While walking back, she saw two elf-maids in the distance, behind a bush giggling and whispering. She suspiciously eyed the two as she walked up to them. One had golden hair, the other with darker blonde hair.

"May I ask what a pair of young elf-maids are doing hiding in the bushes?" Gadwen asked.

The ellith jumped in surprise and turned to her. They looked at each other in uncertainty and pushed Gadwen to the ground. The golden-haired elleth put her finger to her mouth, signaling Gadwen to be quiet. Gadwen shrugged, asking why. The blonde-haired elleth pushed the bushes apart to reveal a beautiful river. Gadwen leaned closer to get a better view, to her absolute horror, there were elves bathing in the river.

"What happened to listening to the story of Lúthien and Beren? Now you're spying on naked ellyn!" Gadwen harshly said.

The two ellith frowned.

"Well, we did find out why your sister chose Aradir," the golden-haired elleth said.

"What are you talking about?" Gadwen suspiciously asked.

"Just look."

Gadwen shook her head in disapproval, but looked back anyway. Her eyes scanned through the crowd. There she saw one elf that looked very familiar, Aradir. Butt-naked. She could see everything.

'Oh my,' Gadwen thought to herself. 'Wait...what am I doing? This is WRONG!'

Gadwen looked away and shook her head. "I've seen enough naked elves today. I'm leaving!"

The golden-hair elleth smirked. "I think someone is a bit...timid."

"What are you trying to get at?" Gadwen asked suspiciously.

"You haven't seen much, have you?" the blonde-haired elleth asked.

"Seen much of what?"

The two elf-maids smiled evilly. "We'll answer that question, after you look one more time."

"What? Why?" Gadwen asked.

The two elf-maids didn't bother to answer. They pushed the bushes apart again, and signaled her to look once more. Gadwen hesitated for a moment, but she wanted to know what these two maids were getting at, so she looked again. Gadwen looked around, everything was the same; naked elves bathing. Before she could withdraw herself, an elf unexpectedly rose from underneath the water. Considering she was crouching, and the elf was standing, you could guess where her eye level was.

Gadwen turned an embarrassing red and looked up to see who the elf was. It was Legolas.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Gadwen screamed.

She flew backwards onto the ground with her hands covering her eyes. The two elf-maids were desperately trying to hush her, not wanting to me caught.

"I have been poisoned! My eyes!" Gadwen exclaimed while rolling on the ground.

The two elf-maids look at her confusingly. Why was she acting this way? Gadwen was well past her majority and acting so childishly towards a masculine body.

By now, Gadwen was sitting beside a tree with her arms around her knees, head down, rocking back and forth, and repeating the words. "The horror."

"Are you well?" the ellith asked.

Gadwen looked up very slowly. "My virgin eyes! My precious eyes have seen the most horrible thing!" She whined.

"Who or what did you see?"

"Le-Legolas," she stuttered.

The ellith squealed in delight. "How is that horrible? Well, is he hung li-"

"NO! Don't finish that sentence! If you finish that sentence it would be more treacherous than a Ringwraith wailing!" Gadwen complained. "I'm leaving right now! I will drink as much wine as I can tonight, to drown out this horrible experience!"

With that said, Gadwen stood up, still trembling and started to walk away. She kicked a rock in frustration. The rock flipped over, a swarm of small spiders appeared underneath and scurried off in different directions. Through the traumatizing experience that was playing over and over in her head, an evil idea started to emerge.

An evil voice inside her said, "Provoke him, this is the way."

Like a possessed being, she eerily turned around and smiled at the elf-maids. Who in return, smiled back, but huddled together in fear. Gadwen looked down at the spiders that were skittering to and fro. She reached down and grabbed a handful of spiders. She seemed to be oblivious to the fact that the spiders were crawling up her arm. All she wanted was sweet revenge. She got down on all fours and started crawling to the pile of clothes that belonged to the ellyn.

Once she got there, she searched through the pile of clothes, trying to find Legolas garments. She successfully found them and stuffed the spiders into his leggings and tunic. Then she crawled back to bushes, stood up, smiled, and walked away like nothing happened. All she had to do was wait for the scream.

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"Ladies, if you will, please wait here," Thranduil informed.

Thranduil had just entered his halls. He was happy and content. Actually, quite giddy. Anyway, Legolas was right, his father had brung home a bunch of maidens. Eagerly waiting for Legolas.

"Where is my son?" Thanduil asked a guard.

"He is busy bathing, but he should be here shortly," the guard replied.

Thranduil smiled and nodded his head. "Has anything happened while I was gone?"

"Well, my lord, lady Gad-"

"Father!" a voice called out.

Thranduil turned around, startled but delighted to find his son entering the halls. Just then, the maidens' eyes widened and glowed with affection. Legolas noticed the group of maidens and gave them a nervous smile and backed away. Suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation crawling up his leg, over his chest. He shifted uncomfortably, but nothing worked. He started to jerk erratically. He looked down to find spiders crawling out of his tunic, and little lumps crawling beneath his leggings. The maidens gasped in horror. Legolas let out a shriek and started patting himself vigorously.

Aradir was beside Thranduil, watching in horror. Before he could go and help Legolas, Legolas threw off his shirt, which happened to land on the group of maidens.

"What in the name of Eru is this! Evil magic?" Legolas shouted.

He couldn't take it anymore, and he tore of his leggings. Resulting in the maidens gasping, not in horror, but delight. Spiders had gotten into his undergarments, which was very irritating, which led him to tear that off too. By now, the maidens were fanning themselves.

Realizing his audience, Legolas screamed and took off. Never had anyone seen an elf running naked through the Elven Halls, but then again, there's a first time for everything.

Thranduil stood shaking, never had this happened. Aradir patted him sympathetically.

"How could have this happened?" Thranduil asked, still in horror.

Before Aradir had answered, a hysterical maiden came running passed them, it was Gadwen. Thranduil's jaws dropped. He looked at Aradir in dismay.

"She's bbbacccckkkk," Aradir announced.

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