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A/N: This is my first story so no flames please? I have recently fallen in love with the LOTR movies, but I haven't read the books yet, so if there is anything that I have got wrong please tell me in a review? Thank you ^_^

Pain

It was the first thing that Legolas registered when he awoke. A dull pain in his head which flamed up to full agony if he dared to move.

His eyes fluttered open, the light that he met was almost blinding to his pupils which had sat in darkness for Valar knows how long, he quickly closed his eyes again and tried to remember what he had done to get himself into another awkward and most definitely dangerous situation. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember.

He tried to move his hands up to his head, which was now throbbing, but realised that they were bound tightly behind his back, how had he not even noticed that before? He tested the binds twisting his hands this way and that trying to loosen the rope, but to no avail, his captor must have known what they were doing. He felt blood slowly make its way down from his wrist into his hands and promptly decided that he should give up on the task that was currently occupying him, for now anyway.

Legolas sighed with frustration as he realised that his feet were also bound tightly.

"Oh this is just brilliant" he thought sarcastically "If I could only remember what happened!

Bracing himself Legolas opened his eyes; the room was not as light as he had previously thought. He blinked several times, and let his eyes focus on his dreary surroundings. Dreary was an extreme understatement the cell in which he lay was dark, dank and freezing cold.

Then, on the other side of the wooden door that was the only exit to his cell, there came a voice. Not a soft comforting voice, he had not been expecting one, the voice that greeted his keen elvish ears was calm, cold… and familiar.

"enjoying your stay?"

Not a voice that he had missed.

"Saruman?" Legolas whispered, fear unintentionally creeping into his voice, this annoyed Legolas, he was never one who had been fond of showing his emotions in front of others, save for his father and Aragorn.

A laugh came from the other side of the door, if you could call it a laugh, it was a bit more like the cackle of one who's mind had been slowly unhinged, which in this case, it was.

"Well done little prince, though I was hoping it would take you a little longer to figure out"

The door to his cell slowly creaked open to reveal Saruman dressed from head to toe in white and flanked by two especially hideous Uruk-hai.

The sight of the hideous beasts seen Legolas' mind reeling, he remembers

~~**FLASHBACK**~~

Legolas sprinted down the hill notching an arrow; he had heard the horn of Gondor and guessed that Boromir was in trouble. In truth, he was not overly fond of the human, but never the less, they were both part of the fellowship and if Boromir was in trouble then Legolas would do all in his power to aid him.

Legolas finally reached the scene, Boromir was on the ground, he had an arrow embedded in his shoulder, not enough to kill him, but Legolas knew that if he didn't act fast, more would follow. Legolas scanned the trees and saw an Uruk-hai with an arrow notched and aimed at Boromir. Faster that a normal eye could catch Legolas sent an arrow through the air and into the Uruk's neck. The creature emitted a hideous cry before dropping to the ground dead.

At that point Aragorn came crashing through the trees to Legolas' side; he stopped to catch his breath before looking up at his fellow human.

"Boromir!" he breathed rushing forward to his friend "Boromir, what happened?!"

Boromir grimaced in pain. "No time, the hobbits…"

Aragorn scanned the trees unable to find any trace of Merry or Pippin.

Before Aragorn could go after the Hobbits, Legolas spoke up.

"Aragorn, you stay with Boromir, I will find the Hobbits"

"… Be careful"

"When am I not?" Legolas tried to lighten the mood

Aragorn smirked "I'm serious"

" So am I" the elf smiled slightly running off in search of his friends, he had grown fond of all four of the Hobbits, Aragorn had told him that Frodo had left by himself and Legolas guessed that Sam would have followed. He worried for the both of them. But right now he had to be worried about Merry and Pippin.

Legolas was no ranger, but he could recognise enemy tracks when he saw them, and he could tell which way they were going. He followed the tracks for a good 20 minutes before a band of Uruks came into view ahead of him. They were carrying two hobbits who seemed to have given up fighting and were slumped over the enemies shoulder in despair. Legolas looked around him until he found a reasonably low branch before hoisting himself up into the foliage, he took to the trees.

"Wha' about their legs…they don't need those?!" An Orc cackled stalking towards a pair of very frightened hobbits

Legolas had about had it with these damned creatures, from his spot in the trees his notched an arrow and shot it into the Orc's head.

After that all hell broke loose, the sounds of Orc cries split through the air, some ran forward to get the first bite of their fallen fellow, others looked round in anger, the foul language of Mordor spilling from their mouths.

"Up there!" One of them screeched " In tha' tree!"

Legolas froze, but he knew it was no use, he couldn't leave the Hobbits behind, and he couldn't stay where he was, he would have to fight.

Taking a deep breath Legolas jumped out of his tree landing almost cat-like and spinning around to meet his enemies. For the first couple of minutes he shot arrows at them, each one reaching its target, but eventually there were too many of them too close to him. Shouldering his bow he reached behind him and grabbed his twin knives. An Orc kicked him in the stomach causing him to double over slightly, the thrust one of his daggers upwards and sliced the creature's throat. Legolas had no illusions about his fate, he knew he would not survive this battle, he was outnumbered, there was no chance. He felt the handle of a sword colliding with the back of his neck, and he knew no more.

~**END OF FLASH BACK**~

So that's how I got here…

A/N: Sorry for short chapter, what do you guys think? Leave me a review?! Please?

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