Hatred and Revenge

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Part 21

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Legolas didn't know where he was and what happened. His body was full of pain and too weak to respond. He could hear soft voices around him and slowly his memories came back. Before he could open his eyes to look what happened around him the blackness swallowed him and he drifted off again.

Some time later Legolas woke up. It was one of the most hateful ways to wake up for him. A great pain exploded in his leg running through his whole body. A scream echoed through the room, coming out of his mouth. Legolas panicked when hands pressed him down to prevent him from moving.

"Calm down Legolas you are safe now. We have to set your bone back into place but it was already grown together and we had to break it again." Legolas tried to relax but he clenched his jaw and pressed his eyes shut to bear the pain. A second pain shot through his body, sending him back into darkness.

When Legolas woke the third time, he was surprised how little pain he had. He opened his eyes, blinking against the bright daylight that greeted him. He lay on a soft mattress. The room Legolas were in was white and had one big window. The small table was the only thing beside the bed that stood in the room. Legolas had to search through his mind until he found the fitting memories and suddenly he knew where he was, in Lothlorien, in the great realm of Celeborn and Galadriel.

He must have gotten healing herbs against the pain or he was longer out than he thought. Another thought shot Legolas in his mind. Where was Elladan? The state he was in suddenly forgotten, Legolas tried to sit up. His vision got blurred for a short moment but the thought at Elladan let him forget his own problems.

Legolas lifted the blanket only to find himself naked. He searched the room after something to pull on but there was nothing beside his blanket. Legolas swung his feet over the edge and set them carefully on the ground, testing if he could walk. A sharp pain shot through his fresh broken leg and he cursed himself for forgetting it.

After the pain was nearly gone he noticed that he had only slightly pain in the other leg. Legolas didn't think twice and stood up on the good leg. He nearly fell down on earth again were it not for the wall where he leaned against it. His heartbeat speeded up and he felt much more weaker than before. Legolas thought whether it was such a good idea to stand up but again the image of Elladan crossed his mind, how deadly he seemed to be. He grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around his waist.

Slowly he started to limp in the direction of the door, ignoring the painful pounding in his leg. It seemed to be hours until he reached it. Legolas opened it only to find himself in a long corridor. He remembered this corridor; he was in the palace.

Legolas limped further but he couldn't see anyone. Soft voices filled the air. The corridor had many doors and Legolas fought against the urge to look into every room to search Elladan. He had to find someone to speak with. Legolas limped further, the weight of his body pressed against the wall.

"What do you think are you doing?" Legolas would have turned around to face the upset voice but his body forbad it. A grin spread out across his face. "Mae govannen mellon nin, Haldir." Legolas had problems with speaking because of the lack of moisture in his mouth and throat. "You should lie down in your bed and rest, your wounds are serious." Legolas slowly and with some difficulties turned to face his friend. "I will not rest until I've seen that Elladan is alright." Haldir knew Legolas and he knew that it would be useless to complain about such a thing like this.

"I will support you and show you the way." Legolas was mildly surprised that Haldir gave in so easily. Legolas accepted the help of his friend and shifted his weight so that he leaned half on the other elf, thankful that he could relieve his hurting leg.

Haldir helped Legolas to limp to a room only a few meters away but it seemed hours until they reached it. Legolas couldn't get fast enough in. Despite Haldirs words, he needed to see that Elladan was alive else he wouldn't believe it.

The room Elladan was in looked exactly like Legolas. On the white bed lay Elladan, pale and with his eyes closed. Haldir helped Legolas to sit on the bed. "He had lost a lot of blood and we feared that he might die before we reach Lorien but the Valar had other plans and it seemed to be unbelievable but he will be well again. His body has barely enough energy to hold him alive. It will need a few days until he will reach consciousness again."

Legolas took Elladans hand in his, looking at his friend. "I thought he would die." Legolas closed his eyes. When he opened them again they were full of pain. A sudden sick feeling filled his body. "I think I will go back now." Haldir noticed the slight change in his voice but thought it came from the relief over his friend's health. He noticed fast that he was wrong with his supposition. Legolas reached a shaking hand out at Haldir.

Haldir frowned at the sudden paleness of his friend but he grasped the hand and carefully hauled Legolas from the bed. Before Legolas stood he stumbled on the ground. He would have fallen down if Haldir hadn't caught him. "Stubborn elf." Was all Haldir could mutter under his breath when he took Legolas in his arms and carried him away, back to his room.

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Toledang was sure that he would win against the weak and injured human. He blocked the weak blows of Aragorn without problems but he didn't show it that it was easy for him. Toledang wanted to play with his opponent. The fight was slow.

Aragorn knew that there was barely energy left to fight but the little that was still there he didn't use. He wanted to surprise the elf and he knew that Toledang underestimated him. Aragorn was long enough among elves so that he knew how fast and strong they could be. Toledang wanted to play with him and he knew it. Aragorn blocked another deadly aimed blow from Toledang. Aragorn had only time to defend himself but not to land a blow by himself.

Toledang let his weapon scrape along the injured shoulder of the human who flinched at the contact. The elf made sure that he was the one who is superior.

Sigilaeg fought a similar fight a few meters away. Glorfindel could hold himself barely on his feet. The only difference was that Sigilaeg wanted to kill the other elf and he aimed one deadly strike after the other. Glorfindels world consisted only of fighting. He forgot all other things around him. He had to survive to rescue his friends. Glorfindel didn't even know if Elrohir was still alive. Another blow aimed at his heart. Sweat made his hand slippery and he almost lost his dagger.

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