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* The wizard made his way to the hidden rooms deep in valley. Legolas must be a lot worse than he had previously guessed for Lord Elrond to have moved the prince here.
"Halt. State your intentions." A voice commanded. Mithrandir stood still but impatient knowing that there were elven archers all with arrows aimed at his chest all around him.
"Lord Elrond sent for me and I do not have the time to stand around and discuss this with you." He snapped.
"Come." The elf that had first told him to halt appeared. He indicated the wizard should follow him and he disappeared through some bushes that were obscuring the entrance. Mithrandir followed. The room was pleasantly warm and airy for a cave. Lord Elrond and Arwen were sat on chairs in front of a fire. Again the wizard marvelled that the smoke from the fire did not fill the room.
"How is he?" he asked. Elrond rose to his feet.
"Sauron is in his mind. I cannot heal his soul there is too much at stake. We need to sever the links." The elven lord said as he took Mithrandir into another room. Legolas lay on the bed. The only other items in the room were a wooden chair and a bowl of water on a small, plain table. The elf lay still as if dead.
"Has he woken?"
"No. When I was connected to him I saw the damage done to his mind. He lives in a world of his own that he created. A meadow by a river. He talked to me like he was a child. I told him to fight it but he was so scared. He wants to die. He's tried to kill himself." Elrond said lifting up one of the elf's burned arms and showing the wizard the scars over his wrist and up the arm.
"These are self - inflicted. I have treated the other wounds but it's his mental wounds that are going to cause him more problems. His elven healing ability has been almost destroyed that is why the fever is not breaking."
"Umm" Mithrandir said seating himself on the bed.
"Gandalf he will die if we cannot break the link." Elrond said sadly.
"He might die anyway. If the link is deeply imbedded it may damage him too much when we sever it."
"That is a risk we will have to take."
The wizard nodded in agreement.
"I need a little time to prepare. It will not be pleasant for any of us." Elrond nodded and went to go and prepare some herbs.
*
"Are you ready?" Gandalf asked Elrond. The elven lord nodded his head and then turned his attention to Legolas.
"A spell is in place to block Sauron's link but he is strong and it will not hold for long."
Elrond poured some of his herb mixture into the elf's mouth. Legolas choked and tried to spit it out but Elrond grabbed him and forced him to swallow. Gandalf took the elf's hands into his own and closed his eyes. Chanting he seemed to glow white and Legolas began to struggle. His white eyes opened. Elrond put his hands on the elf's face and joined Gandalf's chanting.
"NO!!" Legolas screamed and he struggled violently but his limbs felt like a heavy weight and they wouldn't move. His mind slowed and his eyes closed.
'They have drugged me!! Master help me.please' he begged.
*
"Get up Legolas now!" a voice snapped. Turning his head he saw Elrond and a wizard stood there. He could feel the magic coming from the wizard. It reminded him of his master's servant.
He got to his feet but backed away when the two approached.
"We are here to help you." The wizard said.
"Liar. He said the same but he left me. My master is right. You are a deceiver."
"Legolas we would never hurt you."
"I am Nwalmaer. Legolas is dead." The elf stated as he backed further away.
"You are Legolas. That is your name. And you are very much alive" Elrond said softly.
"Where is the eye? I cannot hear my master."
"He is not your master." Gandalf said.
"I have black blood." The elf stated holding up his wrists where blood was running.
Elrond was at a loss with Legolas's seemingly random questions and comments.
"Your blood is red. The same colour as mine."
"You lie. My master says I am not meant to trust you. I want to go back."
"No you don't. You can trust us. We are your friends."
"You lie. LIAR, LIAR, LIAR" Legolas screamed as he charged towards them.
"I HATE YOU!" The elf yelled as he attacked Gandalf. Elrond grabbed the enraged elf and pinned him a bear hug. The elf screamed, thrashed his legs and bit the elven lord. Gandalf gave up reasoning with the disturbed the elf. Holding his arms up he yelled.
'SAURON THE DECEIVER LEAVE HIS MIND. DARKNESS LEAVE HIS BODY AND SOUL. I COMMAND YOU. HE IS NOT YOURS. BE GONE.' The wizard roared.
Legolas stopped thrashing and went limp in Elrond's arms. The duo watched as the dark faded and light appeared on the horizon. The white light got brighter.
"NOOO!!" Legolas screamed as he fell to his knees clutching his head. He began choking and black blood poured out of his mouth.
*
A jolt brought Elrond and Gandalf back out of Legolas's mind.
"Father!" Arwen cried as she saw Legolas choke and black blood come out of his mouth. Elrond turned the elf on his side and let the elf throw up. He rubbed his back soothingly but Legolas began convulsing. Gandalf held the elf down, as the fit was a very powerful.
"Arwen quickly." Elrond called. Arwen grabbed the herbs her father had given her earlier and brought them to him. Legolas was gasping for breath and his lips began to turn blue.
"He needs to get all the black blood out of his mouth before I can give him this." Elrond said. Gandalf sat the elf up and lent him forward and thumped him on the back. Legolas's breathing was getting worse. Elrond tried to get the elf to swallow the herbs but his throat had swelled up.
"I'll have to put this on his chest and use magic to get them into him." The elf began seizing again and then took a deep shuddering sigh and went still.
"He no longer draws breath." Gandalf said "and his heart is slowing. We are losing him."
"No." Elrond said determinedly. "Fight it Legolas. Do not give up now!" He smeared the paste on the elf's chest and then placed his hand on it. Legolas's chest glowed as the herbs were absorbed.
"His heart has stopped." Gandalf said sadly. He had so hoped that the young elf prince who he had known for many years would survive but it looked like the darkness that Legolas had been fighting against in the war of the ring had claimed him.
*
* The wizard made his way to the hidden rooms deep in valley. Legolas must be a lot worse than he had previously guessed for Lord Elrond to have moved the prince here.
"Halt. State your intentions." A voice commanded. Mithrandir stood still but impatient knowing that there were elven archers all with arrows aimed at his chest all around him.
"Lord Elrond sent for me and I do not have the time to stand around and discuss this with you." He snapped.
"Come." The elf that had first told him to halt appeared. He indicated the wizard should follow him and he disappeared through some bushes that were obscuring the entrance. Mithrandir followed. The room was pleasantly warm and airy for a cave. Lord Elrond and Arwen were sat on chairs in front of a fire. Again the wizard marvelled that the smoke from the fire did not fill the room.
"How is he?" he asked. Elrond rose to his feet.
"Sauron is in his mind. I cannot heal his soul there is too much at stake. We need to sever the links." The elven lord said as he took Mithrandir into another room. Legolas lay on the bed. The only other items in the room were a wooden chair and a bowl of water on a small, plain table. The elf lay still as if dead.
"Has he woken?"
"No. When I was connected to him I saw the damage done to his mind. He lives in a world of his own that he created. A meadow by a river. He talked to me like he was a child. I told him to fight it but he was so scared. He wants to die. He's tried to kill himself." Elrond said lifting up one of the elf's burned arms and showing the wizard the scars over his wrist and up the arm.
"These are self - inflicted. I have treated the other wounds but it's his mental wounds that are going to cause him more problems. His elven healing ability has been almost destroyed that is why the fever is not breaking."
"Umm" Mithrandir said seating himself on the bed.
"Gandalf he will die if we cannot break the link." Elrond said sadly.
"He might die anyway. If the link is deeply imbedded it may damage him too much when we sever it."
"That is a risk we will have to take."
The wizard nodded in agreement.
"I need a little time to prepare. It will not be pleasant for any of us." Elrond nodded and went to go and prepare some herbs.
*
"Are you ready?" Gandalf asked Elrond. The elven lord nodded his head and then turned his attention to Legolas.
"A spell is in place to block Sauron's link but he is strong and it will not hold for long."
Elrond poured some of his herb mixture into the elf's mouth. Legolas choked and tried to spit it out but Elrond grabbed him and forced him to swallow. Gandalf took the elf's hands into his own and closed his eyes. Chanting he seemed to glow white and Legolas began to struggle. His white eyes opened. Elrond put his hands on the elf's face and joined Gandalf's chanting.
"NO!!" Legolas screamed and he struggled violently but his limbs felt like a heavy weight and they wouldn't move. His mind slowed and his eyes closed.
'They have drugged me!! Master help me.please' he begged.
*
"Get up Legolas now!" a voice snapped. Turning his head he saw Elrond and a wizard stood there. He could feel the magic coming from the wizard. It reminded him of his master's servant.
He got to his feet but backed away when the two approached.
"We are here to help you." The wizard said.
"Liar. He said the same but he left me. My master is right. You are a deceiver."
"Legolas we would never hurt you."
"I am Nwalmaer. Legolas is dead." The elf stated as he backed further away.
"You are Legolas. That is your name. And you are very much alive" Elrond said softly.
"Where is the eye? I cannot hear my master."
"He is not your master." Gandalf said.
"I have black blood." The elf stated holding up his wrists where blood was running.
Elrond was at a loss with Legolas's seemingly random questions and comments.
"Your blood is red. The same colour as mine."
"You lie. My master says I am not meant to trust you. I want to go back."
"No you don't. You can trust us. We are your friends."
"You lie. LIAR, LIAR, LIAR" Legolas screamed as he charged towards them.
"I HATE YOU!" The elf yelled as he attacked Gandalf. Elrond grabbed the enraged elf and pinned him a bear hug. The elf screamed, thrashed his legs and bit the elven lord. Gandalf gave up reasoning with the disturbed the elf. Holding his arms up he yelled.
'SAURON THE DECEIVER LEAVE HIS MIND. DARKNESS LEAVE HIS BODY AND SOUL. I COMMAND YOU. HE IS NOT YOURS. BE GONE.' The wizard roared.
Legolas stopped thrashing and went limp in Elrond's arms. The duo watched as the dark faded and light appeared on the horizon. The white light got brighter.
"NOOO!!" Legolas screamed as he fell to his knees clutching his head. He began choking and black blood poured out of his mouth.
*
A jolt brought Elrond and Gandalf back out of Legolas's mind.
"Father!" Arwen cried as she saw Legolas choke and black blood come out of his mouth. Elrond turned the elf on his side and let the elf throw up. He rubbed his back soothingly but Legolas began convulsing. Gandalf held the elf down, as the fit was a very powerful.
"Arwen quickly." Elrond called. Arwen grabbed the herbs her father had given her earlier and brought them to him. Legolas was gasping for breath and his lips began to turn blue.
"He needs to get all the black blood out of his mouth before I can give him this." Elrond said. Gandalf sat the elf up and lent him forward and thumped him on the back. Legolas's breathing was getting worse. Elrond tried to get the elf to swallow the herbs but his throat had swelled up.
"I'll have to put this on his chest and use magic to get them into him." The elf began seizing again and then took a deep shuddering sigh and went still.
"He no longer draws breath." Gandalf said "and his heart is slowing. We are losing him."
"No." Elrond said determinedly. "Fight it Legolas. Do not give up now!" He smeared the paste on the elf's chest and then placed his hand on it. Legolas's chest glowed as the herbs were absorbed.
"His heart has stopped." Gandalf said sadly. He had so hoped that the young elf prince who he had known for many years would survive but it looked like the darkness that Legolas had been fighting against in the war of the ring had claimed him.
*