Authors notes: - Thank you to Blue - blob and for the great reviews. Hope
you enjoy this chapter!
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Legolas lay on the ground his eyes fixed on the opposite wall. Visions of people and scenes flashed across his eyes. He felt he should remember them and the dwarf and man who had been in here earlier. He wished he could but then his master would punish them. What the strange wizard had done to him he could not be sure but he could no longer see the eye or hear his master's voice. Movement at the entrance caught his eye but he didn't move. The female elf stepped in with a bowl in her hand. She was talking to him but he didn't listen. She would just tell lies. She sat down a little way from him and placed the bowl in front of him.
"Its soup." She said.
"I'll leave it here." She got back up and left. Pushing himself up he reached for the bowl. Quickly he drank the soup before they could take it away. Looking up he saw the man stood in the doorway watching him. Terrified that he had done wrong he dropped the bowl and crawled up in a foetal position.
"I am sorry, please don't hurt me." He begged.
The man's face softened.
"I will not hurt you. How do you feel?" Legolas frowned. No one asked him that.
More flashes caused him to wince, the man appeared in many and a name.
"Aragorn?" he questioned.
The man smiled.
"That's my name. I am your friend."
"Friend?"
Legolas flinched as the flashes began intense he started shaking. A searing pain swept through his skull and then darkness.
"Father!" Aragorn screamed as he watched his friend begin convulsing again. He ran and dropped to his knees as he attempted to hold his friend still.
"No no no. Please my friend." Aragorn begged. He heard Gandalf and Elrond run into the room.
"What happened?" Elrond demanded as he joined Aragorn on the floor.
"He was remembering something. He said my name and then collapsed fitting." The man explained.
Gandalf quickly got some herbs and rubbed them on the elf's gums. Aragorn watched in increasing horror as blood ran from Legolas's ears, eyes and nose.
Eventually the convulsions slowed and stopped altogether. The elf was wheezing as he desperately tried to get air into his body.
"Put him on the bed." Gandalf ordered. Aragorn did so and got a damp cloth to wipe away the blood.
"What could have caused the fit?" the man asked.
"There must have been something we missed when we healed him." Elrond said.
"No." Gandalf dismissed this instantly, which raised both of their suspicions. The wizard watched the prince's chest struggle to rise as he took each desperate breath.
"A long time ago before Legolas was born another elf suffered the same fate as Legolas. Sauron had destroyed his mind but I performed a similar spell as we did on Legolas. He got better, began to remember things and then he suffered a devastating fit. He lapsed into a coma and died. I tried to save him but Sauron had known I would and he had placed a trigger in his brain so as soon as it felt my presence it caused the fit."
"So he's in a coma." Aragorn whispered.
"Yes but I am sure I can save him." Gandalf said his ever-present unfazed demeanour cracking as the tragic events resurfaced.
"We will try." Elrond said "and this time we will not fail." Gandalf nodded determinedly.
They left to get prepared leaving Aragorn alone with his friend. Aragorn began changing the bandages as he talked to Legolas about how much he missed him and wanted him back. When he was finished he sat and held his friend's hand and sat in silence watching as he struggled for breath. His eyes misted as he thought over the torture his friend must have suffered.
Elrond and Gandalf reappeared and took positions on the bed. They joined hands and placed their other hands on the face of the blonde elf.
Aragorn held onto his friend's hand and hoped it worked.
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Elrond and Gandalf stood in a dark passage of what looked like Sauron's castle. A dull light lit up the end of the passage and they slowly walked towards it. They entered a chamber and saw Legolas on a stone altar. Chains secured him to it. Legolas turned his head and reached out as far as the chains would allow with his hand.
"Please help me." He whispered. Elrond stepped towards him but Gandalf stopped him.
"Ahh so you remember my old friend, Sauron's little trick. I wonder if this time you can save the little elf." Saruman said stepping out of the shadows. He ran his hand down the pale skin of the elf. Legolas leaned into it knowing what the wizard wanted. Saruman violently scraped his hand across the cheek leaving small cuts. Legolas whimpered.
"So you brought a friend. Lord Elrond I forgot the prince was a friend of yours, mmm didn't think he was your type." Elrond growled and stepped forward but was restrained by Gandalf.
"So easy. It is so easy to get a rise out of you my lord." He sneered. Quicker than the eye could see Saruman whipped out a knife and plunged it into the abdomen of the blonde elf. Legolas screamed and strained against the chains. Removing the knife he twirled it in his hand.
"If he dies here then he dies out there to." And with a laugh he backed into the shadows.
"Help him" Gandalf commanded and he went after Saruman.
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Aragorn jumped when Legolas let out an agonised scream. The pale face contorted in pain and he began taking agonising shallow breaths. Aragorn gripped Legolas's hand tighter.
"Hurry." He begged Elrond and Gandalf. He could tell Legolas was dying.
*
Legolas lay on the ground his eyes fixed on the opposite wall. Visions of people and scenes flashed across his eyes. He felt he should remember them and the dwarf and man who had been in here earlier. He wished he could but then his master would punish them. What the strange wizard had done to him he could not be sure but he could no longer see the eye or hear his master's voice. Movement at the entrance caught his eye but he didn't move. The female elf stepped in with a bowl in her hand. She was talking to him but he didn't listen. She would just tell lies. She sat down a little way from him and placed the bowl in front of him.
"Its soup." She said.
"I'll leave it here." She got back up and left. Pushing himself up he reached for the bowl. Quickly he drank the soup before they could take it away. Looking up he saw the man stood in the doorway watching him. Terrified that he had done wrong he dropped the bowl and crawled up in a foetal position.
"I am sorry, please don't hurt me." He begged.
The man's face softened.
"I will not hurt you. How do you feel?" Legolas frowned. No one asked him that.
More flashes caused him to wince, the man appeared in many and a name.
"Aragorn?" he questioned.
The man smiled.
"That's my name. I am your friend."
"Friend?"
Legolas flinched as the flashes began intense he started shaking. A searing pain swept through his skull and then darkness.
"Father!" Aragorn screamed as he watched his friend begin convulsing again. He ran and dropped to his knees as he attempted to hold his friend still.
"No no no. Please my friend." Aragorn begged. He heard Gandalf and Elrond run into the room.
"What happened?" Elrond demanded as he joined Aragorn on the floor.
"He was remembering something. He said my name and then collapsed fitting." The man explained.
Gandalf quickly got some herbs and rubbed them on the elf's gums. Aragorn watched in increasing horror as blood ran from Legolas's ears, eyes and nose.
Eventually the convulsions slowed and stopped altogether. The elf was wheezing as he desperately tried to get air into his body.
"Put him on the bed." Gandalf ordered. Aragorn did so and got a damp cloth to wipe away the blood.
"What could have caused the fit?" the man asked.
"There must have been something we missed when we healed him." Elrond said.
"No." Gandalf dismissed this instantly, which raised both of their suspicions. The wizard watched the prince's chest struggle to rise as he took each desperate breath.
"A long time ago before Legolas was born another elf suffered the same fate as Legolas. Sauron had destroyed his mind but I performed a similar spell as we did on Legolas. He got better, began to remember things and then he suffered a devastating fit. He lapsed into a coma and died. I tried to save him but Sauron had known I would and he had placed a trigger in his brain so as soon as it felt my presence it caused the fit."
"So he's in a coma." Aragorn whispered.
"Yes but I am sure I can save him." Gandalf said his ever-present unfazed demeanour cracking as the tragic events resurfaced.
"We will try." Elrond said "and this time we will not fail." Gandalf nodded determinedly.
They left to get prepared leaving Aragorn alone with his friend. Aragorn began changing the bandages as he talked to Legolas about how much he missed him and wanted him back. When he was finished he sat and held his friend's hand and sat in silence watching as he struggled for breath. His eyes misted as he thought over the torture his friend must have suffered.
Elrond and Gandalf reappeared and took positions on the bed. They joined hands and placed their other hands on the face of the blonde elf.
Aragorn held onto his friend's hand and hoped it worked.
*
Elrond and Gandalf stood in a dark passage of what looked like Sauron's castle. A dull light lit up the end of the passage and they slowly walked towards it. They entered a chamber and saw Legolas on a stone altar. Chains secured him to it. Legolas turned his head and reached out as far as the chains would allow with his hand.
"Please help me." He whispered. Elrond stepped towards him but Gandalf stopped him.
"Ahh so you remember my old friend, Sauron's little trick. I wonder if this time you can save the little elf." Saruman said stepping out of the shadows. He ran his hand down the pale skin of the elf. Legolas leaned into it knowing what the wizard wanted. Saruman violently scraped his hand across the cheek leaving small cuts. Legolas whimpered.
"So you brought a friend. Lord Elrond I forgot the prince was a friend of yours, mmm didn't think he was your type." Elrond growled and stepped forward but was restrained by Gandalf.
"So easy. It is so easy to get a rise out of you my lord." He sneered. Quicker than the eye could see Saruman whipped out a knife and plunged it into the abdomen of the blonde elf. Legolas screamed and strained against the chains. Removing the knife he twirled it in his hand.
"If he dies here then he dies out there to." And with a laugh he backed into the shadows.
"Help him" Gandalf commanded and he went after Saruman.
*
Aragorn jumped when Legolas let out an agonised scream. The pale face contorted in pain and he began taking agonising shallow breaths. Aragorn gripped Legolas's hand tighter.
"Hurry." He begged Elrond and Gandalf. He could tell Legolas was dying.