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Summary: AU Legolas sacrifices himself to save Aragorn but he doesn't know someone else did the same thing.

Consequences

Chapter 5

"Father I would like to go with Elrohir and the other search parties to look for Elladan" Aragorn stated to Elrond. Elrond didn't really want Aragorn to go for fear that he might be injured. He wasn't as worried about Elrohir because he was a skilled warrior who could protect himself and others. Aragorn hadn't had training in fighting to that extent. "Please father I have to help look for him, I feel so helpless just sitting around and not contributing." The lord of Imladris saw the pleading look in his son's face and that was partially why he changed what his original answer would have been.

"Alright my son, you may go and help." This made Aragorn very happy. "You will be with the party that consists of Elrohir, Glorfindel, Erestor and a few of the finest trackers that Rivendell has." "Thank-you Ada" Aragorn replied with a grin. Elrond hoped that nothing would happen to either Estel or Elrohir because he couldn't bare to see anything malicious ensue his son, especially not now that Elladan was missing. "Oh Valar please protect my sons and bring them home to me. All three of them."

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"You, shut up" Thartel shouted to the raven haired elf. Elladan was sitting in the corner of his cell with his knees drawn up to his chest, and he was singing an elven song to calm his angry soul. "Now" he screamed. Elladan looked unbothered by the man's words but he stood up and walked over to the bars of his chamber and looked Thartel in the eyes. "Nai Valaraukar tye-matar" Elladan snapped. (it means- may balrogs eat you)

Legolas shook his head when his friend said that because it was evident his friend would be punished. It angered Thartel that he couldn't understand his captive's words, but by the way the elf said it, it was apparent that it was an insult.

"I'm getting sick of your mouth, you imp" Thartel howled at his prisoner. Elladan only glared at the man who has been keeping him hostage for almost a week. This only made his subjugator even more livid if it was possible. "Bring him to the torment area." the man ordered to his followers. It was obvious he was of some importance. Legolas tensed at the words that were spoken. He could only imagine what was going to happen.

Three of the men went into Elladan's cell. They grabbed him and started to bring him out of his cage. He didn't even struggle because he knew that would only make Thartel happy. Instead he walked without even giving the slightest notation that he was going to try and escape. The only person making noise was Legolas. "leave him alone" he cried, but was ignored. He hated the feeling of helplessness. He buried his face in his hands and began to weep. He slid down with his back against the wall.

When they arrived to the room that was called the torment area Thartel whispered something in one of his men's ear and proceeded to leave. The three men brought Elladan nto the room and his eyes widened. It was indeed fit for it's name. There were weapons of every kind. Whips, bows, swords, spears, and anything else you could envision. "Thartel had business to take care of, so we get the pleasure of torturing you" the man called Laeander said. The men than started to tie Elladan down on a table so he couldn't move.

Laeander than took three of the whips down off the wall and handed two of them to the others in the room, and kept the other for himself. Then all hell broke loose, and they began to thrash Elladan as if their lives depended on it. He held the screams of pain in. The whips were coming down so hard and one even hit his throat. He could feel his blood seeping out of him. Finally they stopped. But it was not the end. They then got some sort of powder that was stored in jars on a shelf. Laeander opened one jar and started to pour the foul stuff in the cuts Elladan had received. It felt like his blood was on fire, but he still wouldn't make a sound. This only made Thartel's men want to hurt him even more. Laeander started to turn a knob that made the table Elladan was laying on go in a vertical position. The cruel human then turned to his companions and said "I think we could all use some target practice, don't you?"

Legolas was getting worried, and he didn't know what to do. His friend had been taken almost a half an hour age and he hadn't heard anything from the room they had brought Elladan to. The price wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. He thought probably good. The elf had no more time to ponder these thoughts because it was then he heard the pain filled screams he wished he wouldn't have to hear. "No" he whispered. "No". He stood up and walked over to the bars if his prison. "Tye-mancuva" he shouted to anyone who could hear him. (it means- I will kill you) "I swear it". He shook the steel bars on his cell to no avail. "leave him alone, please take me instead, please" he begged. But no one listened to him, all he kept hearing was his friend's pleas for mercy. He sat down again with his legs pulled to his chest. He had his head resting on his knees and his hands covering his ears trying to block out the sounds coming from that dreaded room. "Please Valar help him" he prayed

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