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Doomed
Tall figure was seated in one corner of the torture chamber. One man, as he was a human in Sauron's power, stripped the coat from Legolas and now he was eagle spread on the cold wall. The air was still stiff and hot so the coldness of the stone touching his back wasn't unpleasant. At first.
Man who was master torturer, put thin needles and many unknown sharp objects in front of Legolas. Elf shivered in anticipation of forthcoming pain. Although he couldn't see much of Dark Lord's face Legolas could sense that the Evil master found this situation quite amusing. Elf's bare chest were glimmering in the twilight of the cell, illuminated with only scant light. The view on shirtless Elf disclosed slender body of an archer.
Even the Dark Lord had to give credits on the beauty of the Elves because all of them possessed that ethereal look, and the one in front of him was a perfect example of that. Sauron enjoyed while destroying those beautiful yet so weak creatures. He was feeding his greedy core of evilness on suffering of those hateful beings. To ruin them slowly while their screams provided the most delightful music to his ears was one of the very rare occasions for Sauron's moments of happiness.
The torturer approached chained Elf and buried needle in a muscle on his left arm. Legolas managed to conceal scream and only allowed himself a moan. Piercing pains traveled through his body. Burning ache paralyzed his arm.
He could swear that Sauron smiled and that his fiery gaze was elevated. Another needle hit his muscle, this time on the right arm. Legolas felt demonic fire under his skin. He bit his lips, hard enough to draw blood and he didn't notice the taste of his own blood in his mouth.
Valet brought some sharp razors and took his time to incise short cuts shaped as evil symbol on Elf's chest. The boiling pain made Legolas bathing in cold sweat. Growing pain threaten to push him over the edge of sanity. Squirming he subdued all the moans he felt in his throat.
"So far Elf how do you like the pain? Knowing that you are helpless and that even Valars cannot save you from your suffering in spite of your cordial and ardent pleas. Neither your so-called friends care about your fate. They continue their battle to gain Arda for Men. Not for Elves. Remember. You are a tool. A sole tool to the One and to your friends. Arda for Men, not for Elves who love her and are bleeding for her. Prove me wrong if you can. And be honest to yourself."
Legolas didn't say a word. He tried to stay sane and alive for the next few moments. Or meet his death quickley.
"Think about my words - how can someone with absolute power create a creature with so much light and love for good, and than left them in misery of fragile bodies and corrupted enemies. Would not a Man or Elf in possession of clear mind call him a cruelty personified?"
Although lost in fever caused by unbearable suffering Legolas struggle with his tempting minds. Say yes, just say yes, you know he is looking for your affirmation, a short word and maybe he will allow them to kill you. A yes, a simple yes will do.
"NEVER!" exhausted Elf fight with his mind despite his aching body. Legolas looked at Sauron, with his last strength Elf pushed aside his pain and was determined to face his tormentor with the dignity of his kin.
"Fine," Sauron sounded completely satisfied and he ordered his valet to leave the room. "You see my sign can wear only those who accepted it by their own free will. We have to be convinced that you will not break because of little suffering. But you are a little bit too stubborn that we would desire. Now we reached the moment when you have to learn a valuable lesson. At the end you will willingly submit yourself to my might."
"Never," Legolas repeated his word.
Valet dragged someone into the cell and brutally shove him to the floor. Another prisoner climbed to his feet and looked at Legolas. He closed his eyes for a brief moment.
"I never thought they could get you," familiar voice sounded as a fresh breeze in crowns of the green trees. It comforted Legolas but pushed him even deeper in his despair at once. Elf snapped his eyes open and in front of him was standing Vesper, the girl he met after they left Rohan.
Valet pushed Vesper to the opposite wall so now they were facing each other with.
Although Elf was in much more pain than he could bear, a great concern grow inside of him. Does Sauron want him to watch how man torture Vesper? He felt icy fingers wrapped around his heart and they squeezed his heart and the pain made him tremble.
Legolas saw a pitiful look on Vesper's pale face. It was clear that she was far more worried about his fate than she did about her own. Legolas recalled what she said once. "My life is Nienna's gift - I cried all of my tears out long before I met you and your friends. To die is not my fear. If you need my sword I will help you."
"Do you know her?" Sauron asked Legolas. "Really know her?" "We fought together," Legolas hardly whispered. "There is a prophecy an evening star will be Men's hope fullfilled. That'a her, Vesper the Sad. She has been through hard times, a mother left her and her noble but stupid father because of the Dark Elf and died of sorrows. Father left her in her uncle's house and fought against me. Of course he died in my dungeons."
"Stop talking, stop!.." Vesper screamed when his words made her to remember vividly what she was trying to forget. Sauron's spell made her memories fresh and bleeding. He reopened wounds of her soul.
"And uncle sold her father for greater power. Vesper saw slaughter of her people that tried to rebell against me. And the Elves didn't help. It is hard to forget screams of young children, children's voices screaming in agony and pain." Sauron's voice became dreamy.
"Stop,stop," Vesper's minds were full of screams, pleas for mercy, metalic smell of blood and cold eyes. She covered her ears with hands, but the freeznng pain in her body was so powerfull and intense that she whimpered and sliped on her knees. Moments of suffering seemed longer than her entire life, they engulfed her and she felt darkness absorbing her.
"Stop torturing her! She knows nothing of the battle plans!" now Legolas screamed.
"What battle plans? You should know my might better. I do not need you to win this war. My time will come again. But listen to my words Elf and remember." Sauron sounded bored.
"What a pitiable creature," Legolas wasn't sure if the Dark Lord said that to him or to Vesper. "But she will cause ruin of you Elves," Sauron turned and looked at Legolas. "I don't like Elves but my hatered for Men is even deeper. The ring could help you Elves, but if it is destroyed you all will follow my destiny. Elves will have to leave Middle Earth."
Legolas didn't believe him. But a shadow of doubt clouded his heart.
As Sauron spoke an earthquake shaked the floor and fire consumed Sauron. In a thunder Legolas could still hear Sauron's last words: "The woods, ocean and mountains are no longer yours, your end has come. Vesper is your end. And Aragorn helps her. Elves were decived."
Legolas chains unfasten and he approached Vesper who was lying on the stone floor.
"Vesper is your end," strange words were echoing in Elf's mind. He should be overjoyed because they won but dark thoughts captured his heart.
**************************** OK, so legolas is headed somewhere toward the dark side (not for Elves though) I guess. But more is to come!
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Doomed
Tall figure was seated in one corner of the torture chamber. One man, as he was a human in Sauron's power, stripped the coat from Legolas and now he was eagle spread on the cold wall. The air was still stiff and hot so the coldness of the stone touching his back wasn't unpleasant. At first.
Man who was master torturer, put thin needles and many unknown sharp objects in front of Legolas. Elf shivered in anticipation of forthcoming pain. Although he couldn't see much of Dark Lord's face Legolas could sense that the Evil master found this situation quite amusing. Elf's bare chest were glimmering in the twilight of the cell, illuminated with only scant light. The view on shirtless Elf disclosed slender body of an archer.
Even the Dark Lord had to give credits on the beauty of the Elves because all of them possessed that ethereal look, and the one in front of him was a perfect example of that. Sauron enjoyed while destroying those beautiful yet so weak creatures. He was feeding his greedy core of evilness on suffering of those hateful beings. To ruin them slowly while their screams provided the most delightful music to his ears was one of the very rare occasions for Sauron's moments of happiness.
The torturer approached chained Elf and buried needle in a muscle on his left arm. Legolas managed to conceal scream and only allowed himself a moan. Piercing pains traveled through his body. Burning ache paralyzed his arm.
He could swear that Sauron smiled and that his fiery gaze was elevated. Another needle hit his muscle, this time on the right arm. Legolas felt demonic fire under his skin. He bit his lips, hard enough to draw blood and he didn't notice the taste of his own blood in his mouth.
Valet brought some sharp razors and took his time to incise short cuts shaped as evil symbol on Elf's chest. The boiling pain made Legolas bathing in cold sweat. Growing pain threaten to push him over the edge of sanity. Squirming he subdued all the moans he felt in his throat.
"So far Elf how do you like the pain? Knowing that you are helpless and that even Valars cannot save you from your suffering in spite of your cordial and ardent pleas. Neither your so-called friends care about your fate. They continue their battle to gain Arda for Men. Not for Elves. Remember. You are a tool. A sole tool to the One and to your friends. Arda for Men, not for Elves who love her and are bleeding for her. Prove me wrong if you can. And be honest to yourself."
Legolas didn't say a word. He tried to stay sane and alive for the next few moments. Or meet his death quickley.
"Think about my words - how can someone with absolute power create a creature with so much light and love for good, and than left them in misery of fragile bodies and corrupted enemies. Would not a Man or Elf in possession of clear mind call him a cruelty personified?"
Although lost in fever caused by unbearable suffering Legolas struggle with his tempting minds. Say yes, just say yes, you know he is looking for your affirmation, a short word and maybe he will allow them to kill you. A yes, a simple yes will do.
"NEVER!" exhausted Elf fight with his mind despite his aching body. Legolas looked at Sauron, with his last strength Elf pushed aside his pain and was determined to face his tormentor with the dignity of his kin.
"Fine," Sauron sounded completely satisfied and he ordered his valet to leave the room. "You see my sign can wear only those who accepted it by their own free will. We have to be convinced that you will not break because of little suffering. But you are a little bit too stubborn that we would desire. Now we reached the moment when you have to learn a valuable lesson. At the end you will willingly submit yourself to my might."
"Never," Legolas repeated his word.
Valet dragged someone into the cell and brutally shove him to the floor. Another prisoner climbed to his feet and looked at Legolas. He closed his eyes for a brief moment.
"I never thought they could get you," familiar voice sounded as a fresh breeze in crowns of the green trees. It comforted Legolas but pushed him even deeper in his despair at once. Elf snapped his eyes open and in front of him was standing Vesper, the girl he met after they left Rohan.
Valet pushed Vesper to the opposite wall so now they were facing each other with.
Although Elf was in much more pain than he could bear, a great concern grow inside of him. Does Sauron want him to watch how man torture Vesper? He felt icy fingers wrapped around his heart and they squeezed his heart and the pain made him tremble.
Legolas saw a pitiful look on Vesper's pale face. It was clear that she was far more worried about his fate than she did about her own. Legolas recalled what she said once. "My life is Nienna's gift - I cried all of my tears out long before I met you and your friends. To die is not my fear. If you need my sword I will help you."
"Do you know her?" Sauron asked Legolas. "Really know her?" "We fought together," Legolas hardly whispered. "There is a prophecy an evening star will be Men's hope fullfilled. That'a her, Vesper the Sad. She has been through hard times, a mother left her and her noble but stupid father because of the Dark Elf and died of sorrows. Father left her in her uncle's house and fought against me. Of course he died in my dungeons."
"Stop talking, stop!.." Vesper screamed when his words made her to remember vividly what she was trying to forget. Sauron's spell made her memories fresh and bleeding. He reopened wounds of her soul.
"And uncle sold her father for greater power. Vesper saw slaughter of her people that tried to rebell against me. And the Elves didn't help. It is hard to forget screams of young children, children's voices screaming in agony and pain." Sauron's voice became dreamy.
"Stop,stop," Vesper's minds were full of screams, pleas for mercy, metalic smell of blood and cold eyes. She covered her ears with hands, but the freeznng pain in her body was so powerfull and intense that she whimpered and sliped on her knees. Moments of suffering seemed longer than her entire life, they engulfed her and she felt darkness absorbing her.
"Stop torturing her! She knows nothing of the battle plans!" now Legolas screamed.
"What battle plans? You should know my might better. I do not need you to win this war. My time will come again. But listen to my words Elf and remember." Sauron sounded bored.
"What a pitiable creature," Legolas wasn't sure if the Dark Lord said that to him or to Vesper. "But she will cause ruin of you Elves," Sauron turned and looked at Legolas. "I don't like Elves but my hatered for Men is even deeper. The ring could help you Elves, but if it is destroyed you all will follow my destiny. Elves will have to leave Middle Earth."
Legolas didn't believe him. But a shadow of doubt clouded his heart.
As Sauron spoke an earthquake shaked the floor and fire consumed Sauron. In a thunder Legolas could still hear Sauron's last words: "The woods, ocean and mountains are no longer yours, your end has come. Vesper is your end. And Aragorn helps her. Elves were decived."
Legolas chains unfasten and he approached Vesper who was lying on the stone floor.
"Vesper is your end," strange words were echoing in Elf's mind. He should be overjoyed because they won but dark thoughts captured his heart.
**************************** OK, so legolas is headed somewhere toward the dark side (not for Elves though) I guess. But more is to come!