Note: None of these characters are mine! This is an AU, where everyone wants Legolas. Elvish speech is in ''. Legolas's mental speech is in . Ideas or suggestions are welcome! Actually, I haven't read Anne Rice. I wrote all that stuff myself in the last chapter. Not sure about a cure yet, either. Takes place two nights later.

Taken

Part 7

Legolas was pleased with himself.

He'd been tormenting Elrond all day. When the Elven lord had ordered wine, Legolas had caused a distraction and then switched the wine with tea. Several items belonging to Elrond had mysteriously vanished, only to be right back where they were supposed to be, after the Elven lord had called the guards.

Aragorn had finally told Legolas that enough was enough. If he didn't leave Elrond alone for a while, they would both get kicked out of Rivendell. The elf-vampire had reluctantly agreed- for now.

Legolas sat in the garden on the outskirts of the Elven kingdom. He reclined on a wooden bench, gazing at the beauty of the night. The stars and moon shone clear and bright, even more so now with vampire eyes. The elf-vampire shifted slightly, because he was thirsty. He'd been out here for hours, as soon as the sun had fully set. And Legolas had been too busy tormenting Elrond earlier to feed. He stood and turned to walk inside, to wake Aragorn.

Orcs and Uruk-Hai jumped out at him. The elf-vampire rolled his eyes slightly and stepped aside. Saruman's creatures drew their weapons and pointed them at their prey.

"Come with us peacefully and we won't hurt you," one Uruk-Hai said, remembering how easily the elf had been kidnapped last time.

Legolas slowly turned to face them, with a very unpleasant smile on his face. He spoke in his sweetest sounding voice. "I'm hungry."

The Orcs frowned, not understanding.

One blinked. "What?"

Legolas bared his fangs and hissed at them. "Want to try a different approach?" He advanced on the Orcs, hissing.

"Run away, run away!" the leader shouted. "We weren't prepared to fight a vampire!"

"When did the elf become a vampire?" another Orc asked, as they turned and ran.

Legolas ran directly after them, until he had chased them out of Rivendell. He smirked, before turning to head back inside.

A net was suddenly flung over him from the trees. Legolas touched it and flinched when it hurt him. Garlic coated the net, making it impossible for the elf-vampire to touch it with his bare hands.

Pippin, Merry, Sam, and Frodo cheered.

"We caught him!" Sam cried.

"Yay!" Pippin yelled.

Merry cried, "Let's play doctor now!"

Frodo gulped. "Legolas doesn't look too happy," he warned, looking at the elf-vampire.

A feverish gleam worked its way into Legolas's silver-flecked green eyes, as he gazed at the Hobbits. He hissed loudly at the four of them. "When I get out of here, I am going to teach each of you a new definition of pain." His voice was empty, as Legolas grew more uncomfortable.

The Hobbits eyed each other in fear, and ran away, leaving the elf-vampire behind.

Great, Legolas thought. The sun is rising in a few hours and I'm stuck out here.

Luckily, or maybe not so luckily, Elrond happened to be in the garden, and came across the netted elf-vampire.

He laughed when he saw this sight, for he knew that he could twist it to his advantage.

Aragorn also happened to be out there, looking for Legolas.

'I'll let you out, Legolas, for a price,' Elrond said, smirking.

Legolas hissed at him, starting to feel pain as he grew even thirstier. 'What?'

Elrond's eyes flashed in triumph. 'You know what I want.'

'I cannot; I made a vow to Aragorn.' Legolas squirmed desperately.

'Then give me a kiss.' Elrond's tone held no room for an argument.

'I will pay you back for this,' Legolas said coldly, before he reluctantly nodded.

Aragorn watched the two, as Legolas was cut out of a net. But his mouth dropped open when his lover kissed Elrond hard and long, before turning and storming away.

Legolas rinsed his mouth with mouthwash, which he thankfully had in his pocket. That was the nastiest kiss he had ever had, the elf-vampire thought. Legolas then had to stop walking, because pain was wracking through his entire body now. He was dimly aware of someone walking over to him.

Saruman sneered down at the elf-vampire, before grabbing a hold of him. "Having problems, Legolas?"

"Let go of me," the vampire elf said as forcibly as he could.

Aragorn heard Saruman's voice, and a weaker-sounding voice answering.

"I don't think so." Saruman jerked Legolas into a standing position, and gripped his arm tightly.

Aragorn burst into the clearing, and glared at the two, before he got a good look at Legolas. Pain shone in his lover's green eyes, and hunger. He looked weak and pale, as he gazed at Aragorn.

"Release my Legolas at once!" Aragorn snapped, as he drew Anduril.

Legolas was promptly yanked in front of the wizard as a shield.

But Saruman didn't know that Elrond was around, and the Elven lord never went anywhere without his weapons. So an arrow was notched and struck the wizard in his lower back. Elrond then ran off, because he knew that Aragorn was going to be furious with him if Legolas told him what had happened.

A shriek of pain sounded, as Saruman let the elf-vampire, who fell to the ground. The wizard vanished, vowing revenge.

Aragorn sheathed Anduril and went over to Legolas. 'Why did you kiss my foster father?' he demanded.

'I had no choice. He would not have let me free if I had not,' Legolas said. 'The Hobbits trapped me in a net coated with garlic, which I cannot touch. Elrond forced a kiss out of me for freedom.'

'Oh…' Aragorn understood now. Legolas struggled to get onto his feet, but his human had to help him. 'What's wrong?' Aragorn questioned softly.

'Hungry…' Legolas moaned.

Aragorn frowned. 'Why didn't you tell me sooner? Feed, Legolas.'

Legolas bit into Aragorn's neck and hungrily drank. As his need began to ease off, he brought a hand to his lover's face. The elf-vampire was making it very pleasurable for his human, who groaned softly.

Aragorn saw that Legolas had closed his eyes, and stood still, now. The weakening human scooped up his lover and carried him, still feeding, over to a nearby bench.

Legolas was pulled onto Aragorn's lap face-first, as he finally finished and pricked his finger. The blood was used to heal the bite mark, and the elf-vampire licked his lips clean, before gazing at his lover.

'I would never willingly betray you, dear one. I love you too much for that,' Legolas murmured, resting his head under Aragorn's chin. He was being honest, but he was not usually this demure. The human knew what his lover wanted.

Aragorn brought his hands to Legolas's face, tilting it towards him, and kissed him. To the elf-vampire, it was much sweeter than the one he had bestowed on Elrond, before he kissed Aragorn back, making it tantalizing and spicy with the bit of remaining blood in his mouth.

The two eagerly reached for each other, and hungrily continued kissing. Legolas was pulled right up against his lover's eager body, and could feel Aragorn's desire.

Impatient? Legolas questioned slyly, as his hands slid under Aragorn's shirt and tunic, onto his bare chest.

Aragorn broke the kiss and gasped for air. 'It's too confusing to me to feel you kissing me, yet speaking at the same time, love.'

Legolas smiled, but gently kissed Aragorn before silently murmuring, Sorry. A half apologetic note was in there, but so was a teasing note.

A dazzling light suddenly shone.

The elf-vampire cried out in pain, and Aragorn quickly stood, still holding Legolas. He interposed himself between the light and his lover.

Saruman smirked, as he waved his staff at them.

"Did you think I would give up so easily?" he yelled, before he saw the cringing elf hiding behind Aragorn.

"Hey, turn down the light show!" Aragorn shouted. "It's hurting Legolas!"

The light instantly dimmed, but did not fade entirely. It was just enough to keep Legolas from being able to attack the wizard, which was Saruman's intention.

I can't attack him until the light is gone, Aragorn, Legolas told his lover silently. It would nearly kill me.

'Then don't,' Aragorn whispered. He wished that he could speak to Legolas silently, but he was not a vampire.

Saruman grew impatient and struck both the human and elf with a sleeping spell.

Aragorn succumbed to it more quickly than the elf-vampire did, but the light was weakening Legolas's natural vampiric immunity.

Hatred shone in those green, silver-flecked eyes, before Legolas collapsed next to Aragorn.

Saruman shouted, "Get out here, you lazy Orcs and Uruk-Hai! We need to get back to Isengard before the sun rises."

His minions did so, and Legolas's limp form was flung over one of the Uruk-Hai.

Saruman brought the light glow down even further, until it shone no more than a lit candle.

Gandalf happened to glance out of a window. He yelled, "Hey, that's my staff, Saruman! Get your own!"

"Oops…" Saruman smirked, before turning to his minions. "Let's get out of here." The evil group walked away, taking the elf-vampire with them.

Frodo happened to venture back into the garden, to see if Legolas had gotten free from the net. He was a kind-hearted Hobbit, and did not wish for the elf-vampire to die from exposure to sunlight. But the Hobbit got lost and, instead, he found Aragorn's motionless body.

Frodo shrieked, "They killed Aragorn!"

To be continued