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A/N: Hi, Merry Christmas your gift is this next chapter hope you like it. It's truly sad what happen's to Legolas.
Cured by any other name-9
Aragorn woke to find himself in a cell. Wincing he grabbed the side of his head; it was now daylight, sitting up he became more aware of his surroundings. He's seen many a cell in his time, this was an old out post, though cells aren't known for their comfort he knew that Rohan's prison is upgraded.
He suddenly remembered the events that had passed. He was furious that his own men betrayed him, that he could deal with on his own but what troubled him was that the elf had been taken captive. What was more unsettling was the fact the prince just wilted with one wound, he was much stronger than that, unless it was something more.
"I see that you're awake. Took you long enough."
Aragorn turned his head to see the blond ranger leaning against the far wall. Protest of his head Aragorn arose, glaring at the other ranger.
"You have got some nerve showing yourself here. What have you done with the elf?"
"He is apprehended being prepared for the hunt." the other ranger replied looking at his chapped finger.
Aragorn got to his feet. "You can't do this he doesn't deserve this none of them did!"
The blond straightened. "So it is true. You have betrayed us; I must admit I didn't see this coming. Why the change of heart strider?"
"These elves are more than just creatures that fight with arrows and bows. They are intelligent, kind; we have no right to be prejudice against them."
"They have really got into your head. Never would I thought I'd hear such words from your mouth."
"Do you honestly want to keep fighting these elves? They are planning to attack and I assure you mercy is not on their minds. They will come to harm and I can't blame them we hunt them like wild dogs."
"That's because they are wild! Personally a wild dog should not be insulted so, the elf has brain washed you into thinking they are civilized when they are far from it. Wake up Strider before you are given an ill fate as well."
Strider stalked over to the bars. "What have you done to him?" he seethed.
"Nothing yet. We'll as far as I know a few hours have passed since I last saw him."
Aragorn glared at the other ranger as he walked up to the cell. "He is scum that shouldn't dwell on this earth, he has tainted are lands, he is a filthy creature. He spoils everything that he touches, do you know why Strider? He is a forest rat. And it will bring me great pleasure as I torture him until he screams for mercy and as you sit in this rotten cell think about how I will drag my blade across his neck and leave him choking on his own blood, bleeding to his death."
At that Aragorn reached through the bars snatching the other ranger by the front yanking him forward.
"If you even lay one finger on him it will be you that will feel the sharpness of a blade!" he threatened harshly.
"Says the traitor." the other ranger threw out coldly as he departed from his leader.
Aragorn stood rigidly with anger as his comrade made his way to the door.
"I will send him your regards." the blond called back giving a flick of his hand before slamming the door behind.
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Legolas let out a grunt as fist landed on his face. He turned his head, a hint of an anger that had been dormant for so long.
"Strider says you're very strong. Now he may be a lot of things but he is not a liar." the red head said as he stood in the corner watching his kin beat the prince with over whelming desirer.
Legolas tried his hardest to not speak. He knew if he did it would just make things worse, but as the fourth hour ended of this endless torture he was beginning to think it would make little difference if he talked or not.
"I know you can speak our tongue and still you refuse to sit their as silent as a mute. You are truly incorrigible. Tell me rat. What price would your father pay for your pitiful skin?"
"My father cares not for my life. Your breath is wasteful on such a matter."
The red head laughed straightening he walked over to the elf prince. Hooking a hand roughly under the prince's chin forcing him to look at him.
"Your words are empty as they are meaningless. As much as I hate to say this but you are worth something do you expect me to believe that you are just sod to your people? Then again your father is the King of Rats he is as useless as his son."
"My father is the King of Mirkwood to speak such words in my presence insults our honour and lineage."
Legolas let out a strained yell as a fit landed twice in his stomach. Wincing he glared at the ranger before him.
"Rats like you deserve nothing more than a good lashing what makes you think I care at all about your honour?! Honour is earned not given. I will show you true dominance."
The elf prince let out yelp as his head was yanked back a dagger glinted in the corner of his eye. He tried to fight but the binds that held him were tight and he felt unusually weak, he assumed his cut was something to do with that. Fearing that his throat would be cut he closed his eyes, but something far worse happened something was cut the calloused hand that held his head let go pushing him forward. Opening his eyes he saw the golden lock of hair held up in front of him.
The black haired ranger taunted him with it a mocking smile on his lips. Legolas heart nearly stopped the few locks of blond hair fell a little past his cheek bones but that was it. He suddenly felt numb and horrified at the same time.
"You see rat prince. You're not equal nor will you ever be. You are scum and when we hunt you this night you will fall."
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"AHHHHHH!"
Aragorn slammed into the cell door. Running a hand through his air he went back to the far wall running he threw himself against the bars again. Dusk had set and that meant he had only a short window to rescue the elf but his attempts seemed to be futile. After several more tries he let out a cry of frustration and anger. All these years he thought he was supirior nothing could touch him but now everything can't be black and white. Men were the righteous ones but really they should be the ones that should be branded such a name as rats.
He can't give up he had to break out of the cell. Looking up high he saw a window if he could only reach it he could probably wiggle himself out. He jumped up high but was not even close to touching it he let out a yell his skin crawling with anger. He punched his fist into the stone, he had to save him even if it mean't dieing himself he had to save his….friend.
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Legolas was thrown forward where skidding across the hard ground wincing he raised his head. At the sound of horse hooves and the tightening of the reigns. The rangers towered above him on their steeds the air was cruel and frigid. His breath was captured for a moment as he stood up tall giving an impassive stare at the lot before him. The lead ranger unsheathed his dagger.
"I'd suggest you run or we won't get very far will we?"
Legolas held his stare and then as quick as a dart he ran as fast as he could over the rough terrain. A sharp whistle sounded behind him and then thundering hooves pounded behind him. His senses became heightened as he was trained to do when he was young. Don't rely on pure strength trust your instincts and you won't get caught. He told himself this as he ran the fields his ears twitched at a zipping sound he veered to the right as an arrow wiz passed him the horses became louder. He had to make it difficult for the horses to run in. with determination he sprinted into the woods. He could better control what happens in there, the rangers didn't falter following the prince into the woods.
"Stay with him boys. We can't let him get away." The blond ranger's stated before releasing a whistle.
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Aragorn slid down against the wall in exhaustion he tried everything climbing, prying, pushing, yanking, pulling nothing worked. For a old cell it still held up strong. Aragorn wearily rested his head against the wall arm draped over a bent knee, sighing, he dipped his hand in his sheathe pulling out the elf dagger. He ran a thumb over the etching it was hard to believe a race so lethal could also be so gentle. He squeezed his eyes shut in helplessness feebly banging his head against the wall. What could he do pray? What good would that do.
Suddenly the door opened cracking open his eyes he raised his head only to see the one person he did not expect to see. The ranger got to his feet as Eomer quickly took out a pair of keys.
"Get up. we don't have much time." he ordered quickly.
Aragorn didn't ask any questions following the horse master out of the old look out. He looked around to see two horses waiting for their riders. One chestnut, the other brown, he gave a look at the soldier who hurriedly gave took the chestnut by the reigns.
"Don't stand there man get on." Eomer ordered snapping the ranger out of his confusion.
"Why are you helping me?"
"I can't go into it right now. This horse is Arod he is the finest horse you can get. He's also one of the fastest, your elf friend is headed east if you go south you might be able to catch him."
"I'm not hunting him." Aragorn shot back.
"I know, just get on before I regret this." the soldier stated.
Aragorn quickly mounted the horse take the reigns he nodded his thanks before kicking the animal into a gallop.
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Legolas flung himself up away from another arrow swinging himself onto the ground. His chest hurt and he desperately wished he had his weapons with him. Stopping he pressed himself against a tree, looking about him. A branch snapped springing him once more to action he dipped and ducked weaving in and out of the thickening brush he glanced behind him two of them…they've separated. He stopped at the edge of a steep hill, swallowing he jumped down skidding down the face only to be greeted by arrow scrapping the right side of his neck. Looking up he saw the other two rangers coming up on his left , glaring at them he ran so fast his feet barely touched the ground. A horse was upon him fast jumping high he flipped over to the side pitching back wards he was getting tired his movements becoming more sluggish. But he would not give them the satisfaction of defeat.
Even if it meant death….
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