A/N: Hello there! Welcome to my very FIRST...LotR FF! WOO! I deserve a welcome party! xD I'm one of the many who like to torture our favorite elf, Legolas. Yaaay! Who doesn't like to torture that guy? I've read many stories with Elf torture. I've read ones with Haradrim torturing him, Grima Wormtounge torturing him, Saruman torturing him (Which this happens to be one. . ), fellow Elves torturing him. Hell. I think I read one with Aragorn torturing the poor guy::Shakes head:: Poor, Leggi...

But anyways! I hope you enjoy this. I've had a good time writing the first chapter. If you like it, review! If you don't, review! If you want to tell me to burn in hell, review! I. Do. Not. Care. :D

Summary: At the Battle of Helms Deep, Legolas becomes paralyzed and taken captive by none other, then Saruman.

Rating: T.

Warnings: Elf torture. And Saruman. That's about all. Also, I'm pretty sure it's AU. And...Legolas is a bit OOC. But you'll see why. I explain it.

Disclaimer::Deep breath:: Nope. No owning. Sucks...I know. I do own LotR Trivial Pursuit though! And three of the PS2 games!

It was raining heavily the night the Battle of Helms Deep took place. Elves, Men, Uruk-hai and a Dwarf were all fighting either to take Helms Deep or to defend it. The Elven Prince Legolas was, of course, challenging his Dwarven friend, Gimli, to see who could kill the most Uruk-hai. By the time the Uruk-hai started to come upon the wall, Legolas had already killed nineteen, compared to Gimli's measly two. The Elf had turned away from the Uruk-hai and looked around for heir of Gondor and his best friend, Aragorn. Before the battle, Aragorn had taken a terrible fall off of a cliff, and landed in a river. Legolas was worried that his friend wouldn't make it for half the battle.

Seeing an enemy approaching behind Aragorn, the golden haired Elf quickly notched an arrow and sent it flying into the enemy's back. The soon to be King, turned around and flashed a smile at his friend. "Hannon le." He said and continued to battle. Legolas turned back to the wall and continued to shoot at the intruders.

So far, the battle conditions were even. The enemies weren't pulling anything too big, nothing too bold. Just…regular fighting. Soon, Aragorn noticed some Uruk-hai were setting bombs up near the wall. His eyes widened and called out for Legolas. "Legolas! Hurry!" The Elf turned his head towards the ranger and ran over to the where he was. A large Uruk-hai started running towards the bomb with a torch, obviously there to sacrifice itself for the sake of Saruman. "Togo han dad, Legolas! Dago hon! Dago hon!" Legolas quickly notched an arrow and let it fly, hitting it in the shoulder. He soon notched another, more determined to take this thing down, and let the arrow fly, yet again. This time hitting it in the opposite shoulder. The archer was about to shoot at it again, but it reached it target.

"Aragorn! Gimli! Move!" Legolas shouted and ran away before the running Uruk-hai reached the bombs. Before his friends could run, it lunged at the explosives and blew the wall to smithereens, sending chunks of the wall hitting Uruk-hai and elves. The explosion caused Aragorn and Gimli to fall unconscious and a breach in the wall. Legolas' blue eyes widened at the sight of the explosion. He went to go and run after Aragorn, but two Uruk-hai grabbed onto his arms and tried to drag him off. Legolas managed to lift his arms up and connect his fists with their faces. Luckily for him, these two didn't have a helmet on. The Uruk-hai let go of his arms and tried to scramble away, but before they could take a step Legolas pulled out his twin knives and sliced both of their throats.

Shaking his head, he turned back in the direction his friends were, but a line of Uruk-hai were in his way. I must get to Aragorn…He thought to himself and started to fight through them. Suddenly he felt a sudden pain course through his leg. Glancing down, the blonde noticed an arrow sticking straight through his thigh. He took a hold of the arrow and pulled it out, letting the blood flow quicker then before. "Cowards!" He shouted and threw the arrow on the ground.

The Prince went to take a step, but for some reason his legs wouldn't move. His legs felt like they both had sandbags where the muscles should've been. Legolas looked up at the Uruk-hai and glared at them. "What did you do to me?!" He shouted and went to sheath his knives, but to no avail. He was completely paralyzed. The only thing he could do was speak. Searching around for a sign of life from Gimli, who, fortunately, landed on the opposite side of the wall, wasn't working too well. Uruk-hai were in the way of his vision. Before he knew it, Legolas got his knives taken away from him and thrown over the wall and landing in the ground below them. The Elves arms fell to his sides, lifeless, which caused the Uruk-hai to laugh at him. Legolas just glared at them all, since that was really the only thing he could do.

"What should we do with 'im, Durlug?" Asked a Uruk-hai.

"We're goin' to do what Saruman wanted us to do, you scum! We're goin' to take 'im to Isengard!" Legolas' eyes widened when he heard the word 'Isengard'. No one, especially elves, wanted to go Isengard. He tried to push the thought of that place out of his mind, and search for Gimli. Luckily, Uruk-hai inched over a bit which gave him a better view or what was going on. He soon saw Gimli coming to his senses.

"Gim-" Before he could finish his cry for help, Durlug grabbed the Elf's hair and dragged him down.

"If you say a word, I'll rip your tongue out!" Legolas ignored his threats and called out again, this time a bit more loudly.

"Gimli!" He could still see the Dwarf, though he was on the ground. He was actually able to see him better. Seeing his friend searching around for him, Legolas called out again. "Gimli!" Gimli looked around the area and scratched his beard.

"Laddie?" The Dwarf called out.

"They've par-" Legolas began, but got interrupted by a kick in the Princes fair face. The Elf wanted to wipe the blood that dripped from his mouth, but he could. Soon enough, he was being dragged down the wall of Helms Deep. He heard Durlug say that he was more trouble then he was worth. A smirk crept upon Legolas' face, but that soon faded when he got lifted up.

"You kill 'im, I kill you! You got that?!" Durlug screamed at the Uruk's. The leader passed Legolas to another Uruk-hai like he a new born baby. But instead of being passed on, the Uruk-hai didn't get a good enough grip on the Elf and dropped him onto the stone wall. Legolas' head crashed into the stones, hard, sending him into darkness.

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Prince Legolas awoke with a sudden jerk, and a splitting headache. He moaned slightly and moved his hand up to the back of his head. Wait…He said to himself and flexed his fingers. I can move…Thank, Valar. The Elf thought to himself. He then started to think back to the previous events that took place. Everything came flooding back. His failed attempt to save the wall, getting shot in the leg, becoming paralyzed…All of it. That must mean I am in…Isengard…Legolas shuddered even thinking of the word. When he was a young elfling, he heard stories of what they to do Elves there. He often had terrible thoughts of what it would be like to experience the pain and torture they went through. But…he would now be able to actually live it.

Legolas wasn't necessarily frightened. Worried would be a better way to describe it. He was worried about what his father would do if he hadn't survived. Same with Aragorn and Gimli. He sighed heavily, and began to think about what would become of him. Suddenly, the door to his cell flew open. Legolas shot his head up and stared at the door. No matter what they say or ask of you, do not break, Legolas. He told himself and stared at the figure that entered the cell. It was Saruman, himself. The Prince began to glare, not even meaning too. As they often say, if looks could kill, Saruman would've been dead.

"If it isn't the Prince of Mirkwood. Legolas Greenleaf." Saruman paused for a moment. "Stand." He didn't do anything. "Stand." Saruman repeated with a bit more venom in his voice. Legolas still didn't do anything. He just sat there, leaning up against the wall with his arms across his chest. "I command you to stand!" Saruman shouted.

"In that case, I think I will sit." Legolas responded to him with a smirk. The Wizard's anger rose and he tapped his staff on the floor. A force swept across Legolas and brought the elf to his feet, also pinning him to the wall.

"That's better." Saruman said quietly. "Do you know why I have brought you here?"

"Originally, I thought it was for a meal, but I have changed my mind, due to the current events." Saruman glared at him and shrugged slightly.

"Fine. Make your puny little jokes while you can, Elf. Before long you will be wishing that you didn't say the things you did."

"I have a feeling that you will say, 'I will be sure to punish you for it too'. Correct?" Another smirk crept upon the Elf's face. Legolas knew that he wasn't acting like himself. But when you're around Sauron's puppet, you cannot break. You have to stay strong, even if it means not acting like yourself. Plus, the Prince was sure he could handle what Saruman threw at him. He and Aragorn have been captured countless times before. But Aragorn was there to help me through it…He thought to himself. Legolas wasn't too sure how well he could endure it alone…

Saruman sighed and rolled his eyes. "But, Elfling, would you like to know the real reason I brought you here." Legolas didn't respond. He just glanced at the wall to his right. "I will take that as a yes." Saruman paused and started to pace around Legolas' cell. "As you may know, Uruk-hai are not perfect-"

"They are far from it." Legolas muttered under breath. Saruman ignored the comment and continued to speak.

"Everyone in Middle Earth knows that the Elves are perfect. Everything about them is perfect." Saruman took a step closer to Legolas and cupped the Prince's chin in his hand. "Their skin, their hair, their skills, everything." The Elf yanked his head chin out Saruman's grasp and glared at him once again. The Wizard just shrugged and continued to speak. "That is why…we are using you as our prototype." He paused for a moment. "A prototype for what you may ask? You will become the prototype for the perfect Uruk-hai. They will not be beautiful, like you elves, but they will be just as strong, and just as cunning. We want to create the perfect breed of Uruk-hai…starting with you, my Prince."

"It will never work." Legolas spat at him. "And I am not your prince." Saruman chuckled lightly and nodded.

"Why won't it work, Legolas Greenleaf?" The Wizard asked.

"I will be saved before you can corrupt me to become one of those wretched creatures." Saruman just nodded and walked over to the door.

"So you think, Prince. So you think." The Istar (a/n: Does that mean wizard? Yeah?) tapped his staff on the ground yet again, letting the Elf fall to the cold ground. Simultaneously, all of the candles that once lit up the cell, blew out, leaving it pitch black. Saruman left the cell and shut the door behind him. Legolas listened to door lock and cursed slightly. There was one thing in the world that Legolas could not stand. And that was the dark. The Prince backed himself into a corner and wrapped his arms around his knees, hoping that the night would soon turn to daylight.

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The Battle of Helms Deep soon ended with a victory. Gandalf came with the Rohirrim and took out all the Uruk-hai. Aragorn looked around at the chaos that they all created and shook his head. "Wait…" He said to himself and looked around the battlefield. "Legolas." Gimli looked over at the ranger and raised an eyebrow. "Where is he?"

"Well…uh…" The Dwarf spun around in a circle and scanned the area that they were in. "Laddie?" He shouted, but no response. Aragorn knew something was wrong. Legolas never just walked away from a battle. The Heir of Gondor ran through the battlefield, looking at the bodies, making sure they were not his best friend. Gimli soon followed him, also worried. The two friends eventually made their way to wall of Helms Deep. Aragorn didn't see any that looked like the Elf.

Sinking to his knees, the Ranger stared at the ground a bit in front of him, then at Gimli.

"I don't have a clue of where he could be…"Gimli said and started to scratch his beard. He looked around at the dead bodies where he was standing and noticed something a bit…strange. "Hey, Laddie, isn't that the Elf's knife?" He asked pointing over to a weapon that was sticking out of dirt.

"Hm?" Aragorn snapped out of the daze he was in and looked to where Gimli was pointing. He squinted for a moment then stood up quickly. "It is…" Aragorn pulled the weapon of the ground and held it. "He would never just drop his knife…" The Ranger then began to look around for the other weapon. Legolas would want to have the pair…He thought to himself and began to search.

Meanwhile, Gimli stood there, leaning against his axe and stroking his beard. The Dwarf began thinking back to events that happened earlier. He began to mutter things to himself. "First we started the challenge…then…I ran a bit down and began to fight there. Then the wall was breached…I must've fallen unconscious…then…when I awoke I heard…Legolas scream." Gimli frowned and stopped stroking his beard. "Aragorn! He was in trouble!"

"He what?!" Aragorn quickly made his way back over to Gimli and stared at him. "How do you know this?!"

"After I awoke from being unconscious, I heard him call out me name. I wasn't sure if it was him, and he called it out again! It was him! He started to say something, but he was cut off before he could finish!" Aragorn put his face in his hands and shook his head. Soon, he removed his hands, he began to inspect the ground, putting his ranger skills to good use.

"Someone was being dragged…by two Uruk-hai. They didn't put up much of a fight…they must have been unconscious or completely oblivious to what was going on...They were not human…the trail is too light to be." He paused and looked up at Gimli, "They were Elven…" Shaking his head, Aragorn continued to walk, following their trail. It hadn't changed the whole time. "They did not stop for rest…the trail keeps on going-" He looked up at saw what was straight ahead. "-into Isengard…" He said quietly.

"We must hurry to save him, Laddie! Who knows what they could be doing to the Elf?!" Aragorn could tell that Gimli was worried. Who wouldn't? Legolas was a good person. It was hard not to like him. He never deserved any of the punishment he got.

"Come, Gimli. We must make haste." The Ranger and Dwarf didn't even bother to get their horses. They didn't want to explain what happened to Legolas. They also didn't want to have any distractions. They had to save the Prince before he was gravely injured. Don't worry, mellon nin. We are coming… Aragorn thought to himself and continued to run to Isengard.

TBC...

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