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There is only one more chappie left!! I decided to end it with a cliffhanger, since I am so mean!  As always read and review.  If I get a lot, and I mean a lot, I may set out a sequel like I am planning for my other story. 

Chapter 6

They followed the Seeker down the hall and halted before a door.  The Seeker turned away and walked down the hall without another word.  Ealdur turned to her with a grim expression. "Be careful." He whispered before opening the door. Sabina gasped at what she saw. An unconscious brown haired elf lay sprawled on the cold stone ground.   Orcs were scattered around the room, which was massive.  A deep booming voice echoed through the hall. "Leave!"

The orcs scattered and Sabina ran to the still elf. She kneeled down and rolled him over to face her. His head lay on Sabina's lap as she brushed his hair away from his face.  "Hello. Are you all right?  Wake up." She whispered gently shaking him. His eyes flickered open and focused on her face. "Are you all rig-" the elf disappeared from her arms and an eerie voice laughed.

"Well little elf, you have finally arrived." It said. Sabina stood and looked around. There was a large warmth emanating behind her. Slowly she turned and gaped.  A giant eye floated above a black altar. It was wreathed in a flame and had a small black pupil. "I hope your stay has been enjoyable? I thought that Ealdur would take better care of you but, apparently I was wrong." The voice was angry now.  A loud cry of pain came from Ealdur.  His body collapsed and began writhe in pain.  A second later it stopped and he stood unsteadily. Sabina helped support him on his side and he leaned heavily on her shoulders. His breathing was rough and ragged as he stood.

"It has been a while since I have had some amusement here, and I think that the two of you will provide it nicely." Came the voice from the eye. Sabina shuddered in fear.  It was suddenly so cold in the room. She jerked in surprise when she felt something moving through her mind.

"Do not bother to fight me weakling.  You are mine now, and so shall you remain. Now, let me see." Sabina fell to her knees and clasped at her head. "Get out!" she cried. A loud laugh came from within her head. Something searched through her mind, drawing memories and feelings from her memory. "Good, you are the one." He said in her mind. His presence left her mind and she was left gasping on her knees.

"You will help me." The voice was commanding and loud. "Now!" the command echoed through the room. Ealdur helped her up and stopped her from saying anything else. "Sabina, we have no choice! He is too powerful and we wont be able to stop him, even with our combined powers."  Sabina shook her head and glared defiantly at the eye.

"You can not make me do what you want, Sauron." She said angrily.  The eye turned its full force on her and the flame surrounding it grew larger.  Suddenly it shrunk.  "Oh but I can." Came the malice tainted voice.  A red ball separated from Sauron and shot at her. Even her elvish reflexes could not help her dodge it.  It sunk in to her body and she froze.  Her body was no longer under her control. Sauron's voice came in her head angry, and yet amused, "I can do so much that you weaklings do not even know about.  This is only one of those things.  I now have your body, and you will help me."

Sabina felt her hands move experimentally and then she took a step. "Ealdur, come." She/Sauron ordered. Ealdur stood before her and pressed a hand to her cheek. "Sabina? Are you in there?" he asked softly.  Rage boiled up in her body, but it was Sauron's rage.  He moved her hand up and slapped him with all his might.  Sabina's hand stung, but she knew that it was worse for Ealdur, who was sporting a red hand mark. The hurt look on his face made her want to cry out, "It was not me!" but she was not able to.  It was if she was in a jail cell within her own mind.

"Come." She growled. Ealdur followed quietly trying to figure out how to help her.  Sabina/Sauron led them to a dark room and snapped his/her fingers. (A/N The whole he/she thing is annoying, I am just going to say he when Sauron is in control…) 

The room burst in to light and Sabina saw that the room had three black altars in the room along with at least ten orcs. Sabina watched as two grabbed Ealdur and avoided his kicks.  Another two grabbed her and she felt Sauron leave her mind.  Immediately she began to kick and try to swing at the orcs. It was no use; they held her even tighter in their coarse hands. "Ealdur!" she cried out as they drug her to an altar. One of her hands got free and she slammed her closed fist in to one of the orcs faces.  It made a choking sound and collapsed. The giant eye appeared in the middle of all the altars and roared. "Get her!"

Sabina kicked the other and grabbed his sword holding it ready.  It was crude and heavier than all of the other elvish blades, but she was not going to complain, it was her only chance.  An orc ran at her and she swung it in a neat arc and slammed it in to the creature's head.  Its blood splashed on the ground and on her skin.  She made a disgusted face and wiped some of it off her face.  Another orc ran at her but it was more cautious, it had its sword drawn and was not so rash. "Stop fooling around! She is just standing there!" came Sauron's voice.  The first orc that she had knocked out came to and slowly got up.  He growled angrily and crouched. 

Sabina looked back and saw that Ealdur was tied down to the altar, gagged and struggling for all his worth.  Her eyes were drawn from him as an orc attacked her.  It was larger than that of the others.  Sabina dodged the blade and swiped at him.  He blocked it and swung back at her. The force behind the blow was enough to make her stagger and another orc get the sword away from her.  One of the others tackled her and her head slammed against the floor. A sharp pain and then she blacked out.

***

"Ooohh." Sabina groaned as she sat up slightly.  Her hands were above her tied and legs were bound to the black altar that she had seen before. "Sabina?" asked a voice from across the room.  She turned her head and saw Ealdur sitting up as she was, looking over at her. "Are you all right?" he asked worried.  Sabina nodded and slumped back on the altar.  Something, or someone, still shielded her powers. 

"Yes. I believe I am fine, just bruised.  What is going on?" Sabina's voice was strained and weary. Her arms and legs had slight scrapes on them from the binding rope.  Ealdur did not answer right away. She turned her head to him and he looked at her with eyes filled with sadness.  He nodded to another altar and she saw another figure strapped to the last altar.  It was the same elf as before. He was unconscious and Sabina winced as she thought of the possibilities of why Sauron would want him here.

"I can answer that." Cackled Sauron.  The giant eye hovered above the black floor, between all three altars. "I simply need all of you.  And what a coincidence! I have all of you, strapped, and near ready to do as I wish."

Sabina grimaced in anger. "Choose what you like to believe, your royal cowardliness. Yes, a coward, who won't even fight his own battles, and straps his enemy's so he will not have to fight fairly." The comment was weak but she knew with some satisfaction that she had made him angrier than usual.  The eye burned and a sharp pain lanced through her body.  She gasped for a breath and opened her eyes, which she did not realize she had closed.  "Coward." She spat out as she smiled grimly.

The voice was deadly calm, exempt of anger and almost all traces of malice. "As you wish to believe."  Sabina grew worried, only insane people could talk so calm when so angry.  "Argrith! It is time." He called.

The Seeker drifted in an instant and stood before the altar with the unnamed elf. From his cloak he drew a black blade and held it to the elf's throat. Sabina paled realizing what was going to happen to the elf. "NO! Don't do that!" she cried.  Ealdur echoed the elf-maid vehemently.  The Seeker ignored her and she turned away.  A slice and a wet sound, followed by a choking gasp, and she felt tears make their way down her cheeks for the elf, which was taken captive for no good reason.  She opened her eyes when a bright ray of sunlight struck her face.  There was a large crystal, black as obsidian, in the ceiling now glowing a faint blue/white light.

"What is that!?" She asked in horror.  Sabina felt all of her powers suddenly return to her in a flood. The crystal's light broke and fragmented in to four main streaks.   One struck Sabina, another hit Ealdur, one hit the dead elf, and the last streak of light hit Sauron. He laughed manically and she shivered. Sauron began a low chant and Sabina struggled against the bonds, biting in to her pale skin.

"Dark Lords of the Past."

"Grant to Me, your humble servant, what I ask."

"Give to me the powers, which in your time,"

" You coveted and make them mine!"

"The powers of darkness will prevail."

"Let your hate, rage and terrible power hail."

"Dark Lords, I stand before you, give me your powers, and let them become mine!"

The ground shuddered and Sabina felt the power leave her body, and she was sure that it was doing the same thing for Ealdur.  Her tired eyes strained to look at the eye, but it was gone.  Her vision wavered and she fell in to darkness.

***

"Wake up my love." Came the soft voice of someone familiar. Sabina opened her eyes and smiled, relieved. "Haldir! It… it was a dream then!" she said. Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him down beside her to the bed that she was laying on.  She curled against him and looked up at him. "What is wrong?" she asked as she saw the look on his face.

"This is a dream." He sighed. "I was surprised myself when I found myself here.  We do not have time to explain it now, but I will try to do it as quick as I can.  Something happens to elves, which share a special bond with each other.  That is why I am here with you. But this is a dream." He stroked her face and held her to him. "I am coming though.  That vile creature will not have you there for much longer. I promise." His voice betrayed his concern and worry. "Has he hurt you?"

"N-no." she stuttered.  'Not really. Not yet.' She thought wryly.

"Good." He murmured. "I am sorry that I was not there to protect you." He pressed his lips to her forehead.  Sabina frowned. "Haldir, I don't need you to protect me." She pointed out.

He looked down at her. "You are right." His lips turned up in a tiny smile. "Lord Celeborn has gone mad trying to find you, at least that is what the Lady says.  Both of them are fine." He added. "Both are worried and concerned as I am, and I will do my best to get you out of there."

Sabina smiled. "Amin mela lle." She whispered.  He smiled at her. "I love you too." He said. Haldir cupped her face in his hands and his lips were a breath away from her own. Their lips touched and he moaned against her mouth. "Sabina." His lips moved to kiss each eye, then her nose, before returning to her lips. She ran her hands up under his shirt, feeling his smooth muscles contract. He shivered and grabbed the back of her head and pressed his mouth to hers with an open mouthed kiss that conveyed his passion. She slowly pulled back and shook her head, "This is wonderful but I want to wait to do this in reality."

Haldir nodded his agreement. "I will pine for you a'maelamin." He said in amusement. Sabina raised an eyebrow. "Yes, and I have recently found out that I am a holly bush. Is it not amazing?" Haldir laughed and hugged her closer, inhaling her scent. "Gods I miss you." He whispered. "It is not enough for me to hold this dream you in my arms. I want to hold the real you, and kiss the real you." 

"I know." She murmured. "As do I."

The two lovers curled up beside each other, content enough to hold each other, even that dream.

Aww. Sooo sweet.  Review! Or no other chapters. Hahaha.  Read and review, flames welcome, always good for a laugh… lol!

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