Master Ambrosius
My Immortal
Thanx all for reviewing my last chapter To Cassius, you evil turtle ^_^
Ah, to answer your question, Tori ,what was happening was that Legolas and Aragorn were contemplating to rescue Elrond (obviously) Aragorn examined the grounds around The House of Elrond for tracks (remember he is a ranger), and Legolas hopped around looking for provisions in the deep cellars of The House of Elrond. And, yes of course I DID write the lyrics in the first chapter. As for the chorus, I'll just leave it like that, hope you don't mind. And there is more where that came from. *taps her nose knowingly* (; Thank you for reviewing, and thanks for asking me what was going on. Honestly, if I hadn't been so bleedin' tired I would have added more detail. Oh well. And to, Nightshade3 , I cannot tell you what happens to Elrond right now, that would be cheating *laugh*. And of course this is smut free writing, for you sickos out there I will say this, Legolas and Aragorn are not gay, say it with me, Legolas and Aragorn are not gay. Very good! *claps wildly* READ!!!! REVIEW!!!!
~Master Ambrosius~
Chapter#2 Where are we going?
Aragorn knelt down and examined the tracks thoroughly. "They are heading to the shore, I am sure of it". He snatched his pack and pulled it over his shoulder. He rose to his feet, and looked at Legolas. The elf's face seemed to be clouded with thought.
"We will follow them then. If we keep this pace, we have a good chance of cutting them off at the shore. If we cannot.I do not want to think what would happen if they left this part of Middle Earth", Legolas continued to stare, transfixed at the ground. They had been pursuing Elrond's captors for almost three days. At night, Legolas could see the faint speck of firelight in the distance.
Aragorn nodded, "Lets go".
Aragorn silently vowed he would get his revenge on his father's kidnappers. He would deliver four blows. One for all the guards slain In The House of Elrond. One for His injured brothers. One for Elrond's brave, now mortally wounded servant. And one for kidnapping Elrond. This Aragorn swore.
Light slithered his in his eyes. Elrond writhed on the floor and tried for the millionth time in three days to break through the coarse rope bonds that were cutting through the flesh around his wrists. He knew his hands were bleeding. He felt the warm blood trickle down his numb, feeling- less fingers. They had tied the rope around his wrists to a small post in the ground.
Elrond opened his eyes. His vision swam and came into focus. He saw Crathen's terrible face grinning above him.
"Wakey, wakey, slug", he cackled. He snapped his finger to his crony beside him. The man threw a the putrid contents of a bucket in Elrond's face. The men laughed, Elrond groaned, wiping the mud and garbage off his face. It had been three days since he had eaten or drank anything. He refused to eat the mud and murky water they offered him. They loved to taunt him, waving food around, and poking fun of his race.
Elrond sighed painfully.
"Time for your medicine, Elf", Crathen mocked. He removed his dagger from his belt. He stepped up to the elf and pulled his arm back. Elrond cried out in pain, as he wrenched his arm farther back, snapping the bone the other way.
"See what you made me do, friend", He grinned. He pressed the dagger to his skin and cut through his pale skin. Elrond clenched his teeth to keep from crying out. Blood flowed freely down the wound and down his arm. Crathen pulled a branding poker from behind the small fire. He tipped the end in the fire and pulled it out again, its end flaming and flashing red. He plunged the burning poker against the wound. Elrond shrieked in pain. Crathen laughed and pressed the poker ever harder to his skin. After a few moments of struggling to keep the elf from tearing him up, Crathen removed the poker from his skin. Elrond gasped and slumped against the wooden post. Crathen admired the branding on the elf's arm, in huge letters it said Property of men. Crathen had been doing this every morning since capturing the elf lord. Crathen pulled out a small bottle and sprayed a fine powder over the wound. Elrond's eyes watered, his skin felt like it was melting off his bones. Crathen stood up and threw the poker behind the fire. He kicked Elrond hard, in the ribs, and went to his men.
"Did you hear that?" Legolas asked, his ear twitching slightly.
"Yes" Aragorn replied, "Sounded like someone screaming".
Legolas shuddered. Rage grew in Aragorn, "That better have not been my father, or I cannot tell you the fate of his captors.
"Lets move", I think someone is following us", Crathen snarled at his men.
One of the men kicked Elrond awake. He stood up, aching, not desiring to be kicked anymore. They set a hard pace, and with his bad condition, Elrond could not keep up so well. Clouds gathered in the sky, announcing the arrival of a summer storm.
The men did not seek shelter from he storm, they kept moving on, and driving Elrond on and on. Soon, very soaked, the men stopped for a while. They drove the post into the ground and tied Elrond up again. He began to not care anymore. He curled up into a small ball and tried to sleep through the rain, though it was pounding over his body, chilling him greatly, while the men huddled in their thick-furred coats.
After an hour or two, Elrond could not tell at all, the men kicked him up again and continued their way down to the shore. The rain stopped, leaving the clouds hanging overhead. They came to a cluster of sand dunes. Their boots filled incredibly with sand, making them all rather moody, and taking it out on Elrond.
Some of the men went behind the dunes and recovered some long canoes. Where are we going? Didn't they say they lived in a village near Rivendell, thought Elrond, no, but they must have lied.But then where are we going? They began to load themselves onto the boats when Elrond made out the faint whistling of an arrow.
"Aim for the vessels, Legolas", Aragorn urged him. Legolas was shooting a storm of arrows at them. Aragorn felt his heart lift slightly as an arrow pierced through one of the wooden boats. Legolas shot his last arrow at another of the boats, piercing it also. There were two left. He and Aragorn whipped out their blades and ran from behind the dune to attack.
Amidst all the confusion, Elrond managed to tug the wooden pole out of the ground. It dragged heavily behind him, as he crawled away, looking for a way to escape. An arrow shot through the two of the boats. And he saw Aragorn and Legolas throw themselves out of cover and begin to strike at his kidnappers. Elrond felt so relieved, but more than relieved he felt tired. He made his way through the rush of men, hoping to crawl safely between two of the sand dunes. He was just a few meters away.now a few feet.now a foot.
Someone stepped on the pole, the impact jerked him on his back.
"Leaving so soon?", Crathen hissed, "I don't think so". Crathen dragged Elrond back into one of the boats. A man jumped in beside Crathen and they began to row steadily away. Another man shrieked and ran tot he boat, to escape Legolas. He reached the edge of the boat. But a knife slammed into him, and Impaled him onto the edge of the boat. Crathen gave a look of disgust, as his hands fell limp and the life drained from his body. A few of the men swam to the boat and clambered in. Aragorn and Legolas slumped in defeat, then they faded from view.
Got to fight another fight-I gotta run another night
Get it out-check it out
I'm on my way and I don't feel right
I gotta get me back-I can't be beat and that's a fact
it's okay-I'll find a way
you aint gonna take me down no way
Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it
Don't push me-I'll fight it
Never gonna give in-never gonna give it up no
If you can't catch a wave then you're never gonna ride it
You can't come uninvited
you can't take me
I'm free
Why did it all go wrong?-I wanna know what's goin' on
And what's this holding me?
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
I gotta fight another fight
I gotta fight with all my might
I'm getting out, so check it out
Ya-you're in my way
So you better watch out
~Bryan Adams~
Aragorn cursed. He threw his dagger deep in the sand in rage.
"How could they get away?" he screamed angrily.
"We should try to find at least something to float on if we want to cross the ocean. I know of an island right smack in the middle of the ocean, called Delrysia, they'll take refuge there, I know it", Legolas stated quietly.
"You mean your coming with me? I thought elves were afraid of water", Aragorn stared in disbelief.
Legolas smiled wryly, "This is Elrond we're talking of".
"Legolas, I could kiss you, but I won't", he said laughing.
Aragorn knew Legolas did not want him killing trees for a raft, so he crept to a small grove behind the dunes, and as silent as he could, he slit down two of the young trees. While Legolas began a fire on the damp sand. Aragorn stripped the branches off of the trunk. He removed the rope from his pack and tied the thick trunks together. He filled the cracks with mud and leaves. When he finished, soon after dark, he dragged the small raft to the shore, by the fire.
"Where did you get the wood for that raft?" Legolas asked, looking into the fire.
"I found it in that grove, behind the dunes. The storm must have ripped them down", He lied.
Legolas nodded, not looking away from the fire. He pulled a small net from behind him filled with crayfish and clams.
"I caught them while you were cutting down the trees, I-I mean making the raft", Legolas stammered. He peeled the skin from small crayfish and crammed it in his mouth. He choked slightly and spat out a piece of skin into the fire. The fire immediately grew with its fuel. Aragorn snickered softly. Legolas grinned.
"Are we planning to leave tonight?" Legolas asked.
"Should we?"
"I think so, If we hurry we could catch up to them, they are only a few hours ahead".
Aragorn nodded. "Lets go now".
"No, lets wait for the cover of complete darkness".
Aragorn stretched out on the warm sand and fell asleep. Legolas leaned back on a sand dune, he watched his friend's rest.
You think you can catch me? A voice echoed in Aragorn's mind. You will not find your way, not ever.
He faintly saw someone's hands. Their hands were bound behind them, they were torn and bleeding. The person squirmed around. Aragorn caught glimpse of his arm, in large bold letters it said Property of men. Aragorn gasped, it was sick to look at. There was a large open wound right under the brand. He saw the persons' eyes. It was Elrond.
Aragorn shuddered, The sands of time seemed to swirled around him. He saw a woman, she was extremely beautiful. A hint of elf plagued her features. She had a look of pure terror on her face. She was clutching a blade in her hand. Aragorn saw someone make a blow at her face. Tears stung her eyes, as they tore at her with the sword. She pounced on the figure, crying out in pain. She drove her blade deep in its side. Tears were streaming down her face. Blood poured off a wound on her chest. The figure made a last swipe at her and stabbed her in the stomach. She clutched at herself and crumpled to the floor.
The figure vanished into the darkness. Aragorn saw lights, someone came. A man knelt by the woman. She was breathing harder now. The color was draining out of her face, she was coughing blood. She was talking to the man. He touched her black hair, and brushed his lips against hers. A tear fell onto her dying face. She touched his face, and her hand fell limp as she sighed her last breath. The man turned to the light crying. He lifted her body in his arms. And they vanished into darkness. Again the sands of time swirled.
Aragorn woke up in a cold sweat. Legolas was asleep. Aragorn got up shakily and walked to the waters edge. He splashed some of the water onto his face and walked over to Legolas. He shook Legolas lightly.
"Wake up, Legolas, we need to keep moving", he whispered.
Legolas groaned quietly, "Please tell me we're not leaving yet."
Aragorn smiled, "Come on, Legolas, or I'll tell your father about the time you spied on that elf maid and."
"All right, All right, I'm up!" Legolas jumped to his feet. He narrowed his eyes to slits at the grinning ranger in an unnerving manner.
Aragorn collected his belongings and threw them on the raft. Legolas pushed the raft into the water and hopped in. Aragorn waded in the water beside the raft and made sure it caught the light current. Aragorn hopped up on the raft next to Legolas.
Legolas yawned, "Now, if you don't mind, I'll be going back to sleep
now". Legolas curled up and went to sleep. Aragorn removed his boots
and dipped his feet in the water.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you", Legolas muttered not moving.
"I thought you were going to sleep", Aragorn grinned.
"Fine, don't blame me when your feet are chewed off by the piranhas".
Aragorn scowled at Legolas, but he did not pull his feet up. He watched as his friend's breathing slowed. Aragorn stared at the full moon, the dream flooding back into his mind. The more he ignored it, the more he thought of it. Could that have been real? He thought But how? It was just a dream, wasn't it. He hummed the song that he could faintly remember.
Hours drifted by slowly. Aragorn did not move. He stared at the sky, as the blood red sun rose. He finally laid down on his back, feet still in the water, and fell asleep.
All Elrond could do was sleep during the small journey. He tried to overhear where they were going. All he found out was that they were headed for a small island in the middle of the ocean. He figured it would probably take two days, depending on the size of the ocean. Elrond had not studied the islands in the ocean but the ocean itself.
Crathen continued to torture him by cutting his arm all over again, burning it with the branding poker (though it was rather hard because they were on a boat), and poisoning him with the powder that he kept pouring into the wound. Finally at the end of the second day at sea, They sighted land. And after an hour they landed on the beach of Delrysia. The island was rather small. He could see no haven or anything at all. There were only trees and sand.
Elrond was filled with rage, he couldn't take it anymore, "So this is it? Eh? The refuge of the 'mighty mortals' this is pathetic, what do you plan to do to me? Cook me up and eat me?" he snarled.
"Don't push it, elf", Crathen barked.
"Come on and eat me! Kill me so that my kin will know I was brutally murdered by the 'savage' mortals!" he taunted.
"I said, don't push it!" Crathen raged, delivering a mighty blow in Elrond's jaw. Elrond tried to fight back, but the rope that bound him, held him back. Crathen laughed. "That's right, elf, you will be brutally murdered by the mighty mortals. I'll kill you any way I can. You won't be so 'immortal' once we're through with you. According to the scribes of the past, elves can die if they are slain in battle or if they die of a broken heart. You'll be slain in battle all right. The battle for your life!"
Crathen shoved Elrond on. They walked deeper into the island. Finally they came to a large cave. It was rather dark in the cave, but the men light torches. They led him deeper into the cave. They seemed be descending rather slowly. The floor was wet and slippery. Elrond's eyesight was still sharp, unlike the men, and he was able to see where to avoid falling into sharp pits filled with bats and scorpions. To his delight someone did fall in there. He was too preoccupied in trying to flick away a small bat, nipping his face. When he stumbled on the pit. No one cared however, and Crathen did not seem unconfident.
The air became damp and musty. It was to Elrond's disadvantage, because elves were not meant to be in caves, or cramped area at all. Elrond choked slightly on the air. He was sure if he did not leave this place soon he would suffocate. He wondered which he would die from first, Crathen's cruel abuse or the lack of air in his lungs. Elrond shrugged to himself. It didn't matter, nothing did anymore. His life was worthless to him now.
They came to a small clearing filled with lit torches. There must have been millions of passageways.
"Small now?" Crathen sneered at him.
They led him into one of the passages. After what must have half an hour later they came to an entrance with a great bolted door. Crathen opened the door and they came through what seemed to be a great dungeon. He threw Elrond in the farthest one from the door.
Crathen saw Elrond staring in disbelief, "We made a pact with the dwarves. We gave them all the gold they desired and the promise that they would be able to see the race of elves locked up in prison cells, for a cavern fortress. Naturally, they agreed".
Elrond sighed, he had always known that the dwarves were not so friendly, but he didn't know that they would forsake his race for their selfish wants. After all, Elrond had been very kind to the dwarves all through his life. Crathen chained him up to the wall. And slammed the door in his face.
"Ah, wait, but I forgot your food and drink, you must be rather wasted from starving for five days", he said. He placed a plate with a few slices of bread near Elrond, also he put down a water jug next to the plate. "If you can reach it that is", He cackled. He re-slammed the door, and walked out of the prison, shutting and bolting the door. Elrond reached for the water. It was only a hairbreadth away, if only he could just reach it.Elrond sank to the floor exhausted. He could not reach them. He turned away from it, tried to ignore it. But the pang in his empty stomach was irritating him so much.
Nothing can keep me from finding you If only I could make it through I wish I knew where to go I'm looking for the way to flow I can't find you
Can you see me lying here You have to know that I am near Take it now, take my hand can you see the time and sand? My life is not of any value I will gladly give it to rescue you
Terror plagues around my face I can't figure how to descry this place Don't be afraid it will be all right Darkness creeps to unfold the night I need to find you
Shadows snake around my soul They cannot prevent me from my goal Unfriendly thoughts pierce my heart I will fight away from this part They won't touch you, I will swear I will storm into their lair
Do you hear my voice through your mind Guide me and you I will find Unleash you power rapidly Darkness falls, I cannot see I have found you
Can you see me lying here You have to know that I am near Take it now, take my hand can you see the time and sand? My life is not of any value I will gladly give it to rescue you
I will rescue you
Thanx all for reviewing my last chapter To Cassius, you evil turtle ^_^
Ah, to answer your question, Tori ,what was happening was that Legolas and Aragorn were contemplating to rescue Elrond (obviously) Aragorn examined the grounds around The House of Elrond for tracks (remember he is a ranger), and Legolas hopped around looking for provisions in the deep cellars of The House of Elrond. And, yes of course I DID write the lyrics in the first chapter. As for the chorus, I'll just leave it like that, hope you don't mind. And there is more where that came from. *taps her nose knowingly* (; Thank you for reviewing, and thanks for asking me what was going on. Honestly, if I hadn't been so bleedin' tired I would have added more detail. Oh well. And to, Nightshade3 , I cannot tell you what happens to Elrond right now, that would be cheating *laugh*. And of course this is smut free writing, for you sickos out there I will say this, Legolas and Aragorn are not gay, say it with me, Legolas and Aragorn are not gay. Very good! *claps wildly* READ!!!! REVIEW!!!!
~Master Ambrosius~
Chapter#2 Where are we going?
Aragorn knelt down and examined the tracks thoroughly. "They are heading to the shore, I am sure of it". He snatched his pack and pulled it over his shoulder. He rose to his feet, and looked at Legolas. The elf's face seemed to be clouded with thought.
"We will follow them then. If we keep this pace, we have a good chance of cutting them off at the shore. If we cannot.I do not want to think what would happen if they left this part of Middle Earth", Legolas continued to stare, transfixed at the ground. They had been pursuing Elrond's captors for almost three days. At night, Legolas could see the faint speck of firelight in the distance.
Aragorn nodded, "Lets go".
Aragorn silently vowed he would get his revenge on his father's kidnappers. He would deliver four blows. One for all the guards slain In The House of Elrond. One for His injured brothers. One for Elrond's brave, now mortally wounded servant. And one for kidnapping Elrond. This Aragorn swore.
Light slithered his in his eyes. Elrond writhed on the floor and tried for the millionth time in three days to break through the coarse rope bonds that were cutting through the flesh around his wrists. He knew his hands were bleeding. He felt the warm blood trickle down his numb, feeling- less fingers. They had tied the rope around his wrists to a small post in the ground.
Elrond opened his eyes. His vision swam and came into focus. He saw Crathen's terrible face grinning above him.
"Wakey, wakey, slug", he cackled. He snapped his finger to his crony beside him. The man threw a the putrid contents of a bucket in Elrond's face. The men laughed, Elrond groaned, wiping the mud and garbage off his face. It had been three days since he had eaten or drank anything. He refused to eat the mud and murky water they offered him. They loved to taunt him, waving food around, and poking fun of his race.
Elrond sighed painfully.
"Time for your medicine, Elf", Crathen mocked. He removed his dagger from his belt. He stepped up to the elf and pulled his arm back. Elrond cried out in pain, as he wrenched his arm farther back, snapping the bone the other way.
"See what you made me do, friend", He grinned. He pressed the dagger to his skin and cut through his pale skin. Elrond clenched his teeth to keep from crying out. Blood flowed freely down the wound and down his arm. Crathen pulled a branding poker from behind the small fire. He tipped the end in the fire and pulled it out again, its end flaming and flashing red. He plunged the burning poker against the wound. Elrond shrieked in pain. Crathen laughed and pressed the poker ever harder to his skin. After a few moments of struggling to keep the elf from tearing him up, Crathen removed the poker from his skin. Elrond gasped and slumped against the wooden post. Crathen admired the branding on the elf's arm, in huge letters it said Property of men. Crathen had been doing this every morning since capturing the elf lord. Crathen pulled out a small bottle and sprayed a fine powder over the wound. Elrond's eyes watered, his skin felt like it was melting off his bones. Crathen stood up and threw the poker behind the fire. He kicked Elrond hard, in the ribs, and went to his men.
"Did you hear that?" Legolas asked, his ear twitching slightly.
"Yes" Aragorn replied, "Sounded like someone screaming".
Legolas shuddered. Rage grew in Aragorn, "That better have not been my father, or I cannot tell you the fate of his captors.
"Lets move", I think someone is following us", Crathen snarled at his men.
One of the men kicked Elrond awake. He stood up, aching, not desiring to be kicked anymore. They set a hard pace, and with his bad condition, Elrond could not keep up so well. Clouds gathered in the sky, announcing the arrival of a summer storm.
The men did not seek shelter from he storm, they kept moving on, and driving Elrond on and on. Soon, very soaked, the men stopped for a while. They drove the post into the ground and tied Elrond up again. He began to not care anymore. He curled up into a small ball and tried to sleep through the rain, though it was pounding over his body, chilling him greatly, while the men huddled in their thick-furred coats.
After an hour or two, Elrond could not tell at all, the men kicked him up again and continued their way down to the shore. The rain stopped, leaving the clouds hanging overhead. They came to a cluster of sand dunes. Their boots filled incredibly with sand, making them all rather moody, and taking it out on Elrond.
Some of the men went behind the dunes and recovered some long canoes. Where are we going? Didn't they say they lived in a village near Rivendell, thought Elrond, no, but they must have lied.But then where are we going? They began to load themselves onto the boats when Elrond made out the faint whistling of an arrow.
"Aim for the vessels, Legolas", Aragorn urged him. Legolas was shooting a storm of arrows at them. Aragorn felt his heart lift slightly as an arrow pierced through one of the wooden boats. Legolas shot his last arrow at another of the boats, piercing it also. There were two left. He and Aragorn whipped out their blades and ran from behind the dune to attack.
Amidst all the confusion, Elrond managed to tug the wooden pole out of the ground. It dragged heavily behind him, as he crawled away, looking for a way to escape. An arrow shot through the two of the boats. And he saw Aragorn and Legolas throw themselves out of cover and begin to strike at his kidnappers. Elrond felt so relieved, but more than relieved he felt tired. He made his way through the rush of men, hoping to crawl safely between two of the sand dunes. He was just a few meters away.now a few feet.now a foot.
Someone stepped on the pole, the impact jerked him on his back.
"Leaving so soon?", Crathen hissed, "I don't think so". Crathen dragged Elrond back into one of the boats. A man jumped in beside Crathen and they began to row steadily away. Another man shrieked and ran tot he boat, to escape Legolas. He reached the edge of the boat. But a knife slammed into him, and Impaled him onto the edge of the boat. Crathen gave a look of disgust, as his hands fell limp and the life drained from his body. A few of the men swam to the boat and clambered in. Aragorn and Legolas slumped in defeat, then they faded from view.
Got to fight another fight-I gotta run another night
Get it out-check it out
I'm on my way and I don't feel right
I gotta get me back-I can't be beat and that's a fact
it's okay-I'll find a way
you aint gonna take me down no way
Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it
Don't push me-I'll fight it
Never gonna give in-never gonna give it up no
If you can't catch a wave then you're never gonna ride it
You can't come uninvited
you can't take me
I'm free
Why did it all go wrong?-I wanna know what's goin' on
And what's this holding me?
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
I gotta fight another fight
I gotta fight with all my might
I'm getting out, so check it out
Ya-you're in my way
So you better watch out
~Bryan Adams~
Aragorn cursed. He threw his dagger deep in the sand in rage.
"How could they get away?" he screamed angrily.
"We should try to find at least something to float on if we want to cross the ocean. I know of an island right smack in the middle of the ocean, called Delrysia, they'll take refuge there, I know it", Legolas stated quietly.
"You mean your coming with me? I thought elves were afraid of water", Aragorn stared in disbelief.
Legolas smiled wryly, "This is Elrond we're talking of".
"Legolas, I could kiss you, but I won't", he said laughing.
Aragorn knew Legolas did not want him killing trees for a raft, so he crept to a small grove behind the dunes, and as silent as he could, he slit down two of the young trees. While Legolas began a fire on the damp sand. Aragorn stripped the branches off of the trunk. He removed the rope from his pack and tied the thick trunks together. He filled the cracks with mud and leaves. When he finished, soon after dark, he dragged the small raft to the shore, by the fire.
"Where did you get the wood for that raft?" Legolas asked, looking into the fire.
"I found it in that grove, behind the dunes. The storm must have ripped them down", He lied.
Legolas nodded, not looking away from the fire. He pulled a small net from behind him filled with crayfish and clams.
"I caught them while you were cutting down the trees, I-I mean making the raft", Legolas stammered. He peeled the skin from small crayfish and crammed it in his mouth. He choked slightly and spat out a piece of skin into the fire. The fire immediately grew with its fuel. Aragorn snickered softly. Legolas grinned.
"Are we planning to leave tonight?" Legolas asked.
"Should we?"
"I think so, If we hurry we could catch up to them, they are only a few hours ahead".
Aragorn nodded. "Lets go now".
"No, lets wait for the cover of complete darkness".
Aragorn stretched out on the warm sand and fell asleep. Legolas leaned back on a sand dune, he watched his friend's rest.
You think you can catch me? A voice echoed in Aragorn's mind. You will not find your way, not ever.
He faintly saw someone's hands. Their hands were bound behind them, they were torn and bleeding. The person squirmed around. Aragorn caught glimpse of his arm, in large bold letters it said Property of men. Aragorn gasped, it was sick to look at. There was a large open wound right under the brand. He saw the persons' eyes. It was Elrond.
Aragorn shuddered, The sands of time seemed to swirled around him. He saw a woman, she was extremely beautiful. A hint of elf plagued her features. She had a look of pure terror on her face. She was clutching a blade in her hand. Aragorn saw someone make a blow at her face. Tears stung her eyes, as they tore at her with the sword. She pounced on the figure, crying out in pain. She drove her blade deep in its side. Tears were streaming down her face. Blood poured off a wound on her chest. The figure made a last swipe at her and stabbed her in the stomach. She clutched at herself and crumpled to the floor.
The figure vanished into the darkness. Aragorn saw lights, someone came. A man knelt by the woman. She was breathing harder now. The color was draining out of her face, she was coughing blood. She was talking to the man. He touched her black hair, and brushed his lips against hers. A tear fell onto her dying face. She touched his face, and her hand fell limp as she sighed her last breath. The man turned to the light crying. He lifted her body in his arms. And they vanished into darkness. Again the sands of time swirled.
Aragorn woke up in a cold sweat. Legolas was asleep. Aragorn got up shakily and walked to the waters edge. He splashed some of the water onto his face and walked over to Legolas. He shook Legolas lightly.
"Wake up, Legolas, we need to keep moving", he whispered.
Legolas groaned quietly, "Please tell me we're not leaving yet."
Aragorn smiled, "Come on, Legolas, or I'll tell your father about the time you spied on that elf maid and."
"All right, All right, I'm up!" Legolas jumped to his feet. He narrowed his eyes to slits at the grinning ranger in an unnerving manner.
Aragorn collected his belongings and threw them on the raft. Legolas pushed the raft into the water and hopped in. Aragorn waded in the water beside the raft and made sure it caught the light current. Aragorn hopped up on the raft next to Legolas.
Legolas yawned, "Now, if you don't mind, I'll be going back to sleep
now". Legolas curled up and went to sleep. Aragorn removed his boots
and dipped his feet in the water.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you", Legolas muttered not moving.
"I thought you were going to sleep", Aragorn grinned.
"Fine, don't blame me when your feet are chewed off by the piranhas".
Aragorn scowled at Legolas, but he did not pull his feet up. He watched as his friend's breathing slowed. Aragorn stared at the full moon, the dream flooding back into his mind. The more he ignored it, the more he thought of it. Could that have been real? He thought But how? It was just a dream, wasn't it. He hummed the song that he could faintly remember.
Hours drifted by slowly. Aragorn did not move. He stared at the sky, as the blood red sun rose. He finally laid down on his back, feet still in the water, and fell asleep.
All Elrond could do was sleep during the small journey. He tried to overhear where they were going. All he found out was that they were headed for a small island in the middle of the ocean. He figured it would probably take two days, depending on the size of the ocean. Elrond had not studied the islands in the ocean but the ocean itself.
Crathen continued to torture him by cutting his arm all over again, burning it with the branding poker (though it was rather hard because they were on a boat), and poisoning him with the powder that he kept pouring into the wound. Finally at the end of the second day at sea, They sighted land. And after an hour they landed on the beach of Delrysia. The island was rather small. He could see no haven or anything at all. There were only trees and sand.
Elrond was filled with rage, he couldn't take it anymore, "So this is it? Eh? The refuge of the 'mighty mortals' this is pathetic, what do you plan to do to me? Cook me up and eat me?" he snarled.
"Don't push it, elf", Crathen barked.
"Come on and eat me! Kill me so that my kin will know I was brutally murdered by the 'savage' mortals!" he taunted.
"I said, don't push it!" Crathen raged, delivering a mighty blow in Elrond's jaw. Elrond tried to fight back, but the rope that bound him, held him back. Crathen laughed. "That's right, elf, you will be brutally murdered by the mighty mortals. I'll kill you any way I can. You won't be so 'immortal' once we're through with you. According to the scribes of the past, elves can die if they are slain in battle or if they die of a broken heart. You'll be slain in battle all right. The battle for your life!"
Crathen shoved Elrond on. They walked deeper into the island. Finally they came to a large cave. It was rather dark in the cave, but the men light torches. They led him deeper into the cave. They seemed be descending rather slowly. The floor was wet and slippery. Elrond's eyesight was still sharp, unlike the men, and he was able to see where to avoid falling into sharp pits filled with bats and scorpions. To his delight someone did fall in there. He was too preoccupied in trying to flick away a small bat, nipping his face. When he stumbled on the pit. No one cared however, and Crathen did not seem unconfident.
The air became damp and musty. It was to Elrond's disadvantage, because elves were not meant to be in caves, or cramped area at all. Elrond choked slightly on the air. He was sure if he did not leave this place soon he would suffocate. He wondered which he would die from first, Crathen's cruel abuse or the lack of air in his lungs. Elrond shrugged to himself. It didn't matter, nothing did anymore. His life was worthless to him now.
They came to a small clearing filled with lit torches. There must have been millions of passageways.
"Small now?" Crathen sneered at him.
They led him into one of the passages. After what must have half an hour later they came to an entrance with a great bolted door. Crathen opened the door and they came through what seemed to be a great dungeon. He threw Elrond in the farthest one from the door.
Crathen saw Elrond staring in disbelief, "We made a pact with the dwarves. We gave them all the gold they desired and the promise that they would be able to see the race of elves locked up in prison cells, for a cavern fortress. Naturally, they agreed".
Elrond sighed, he had always known that the dwarves were not so friendly, but he didn't know that they would forsake his race for their selfish wants. After all, Elrond had been very kind to the dwarves all through his life. Crathen chained him up to the wall. And slammed the door in his face.
"Ah, wait, but I forgot your food and drink, you must be rather wasted from starving for five days", he said. He placed a plate with a few slices of bread near Elrond, also he put down a water jug next to the plate. "If you can reach it that is", He cackled. He re-slammed the door, and walked out of the prison, shutting and bolting the door. Elrond reached for the water. It was only a hairbreadth away, if only he could just reach it.Elrond sank to the floor exhausted. He could not reach them. He turned away from it, tried to ignore it. But the pang in his empty stomach was irritating him so much.
Nothing can keep me from finding you If only I could make it through I wish I knew where to go I'm looking for the way to flow I can't find you
Can you see me lying here You have to know that I am near Take it now, take my hand can you see the time and sand? My life is not of any value I will gladly give it to rescue you
Terror plagues around my face I can't figure how to descry this place Don't be afraid it will be all right Darkness creeps to unfold the night I need to find you
Shadows snake around my soul They cannot prevent me from my goal Unfriendly thoughts pierce my heart I will fight away from this part They won't touch you, I will swear I will storm into their lair
Do you hear my voice through your mind Guide me and you I will find Unleash you power rapidly Darkness falls, I cannot see I have found you
Can you see me lying here You have to know that I am near Take it now, take my hand can you see the time and sand? My life is not of any value I will gladly give it to rescue you
I will rescue you