Author: Arinya
Rating:R
Summary: Sam is forced to retell all the things that happened after the Fellowship had succeeded in destroying the Ring. All the members of the Fellowship have their own problems. Darkness returns, and Love struggles to conquer all. But as the problems mount up to a peak, can they survive? And can Sam bear telling his audience the true story?
Chapter Eleven: Captured
Legolas awoke, feeling more more refreshed than ever before. He found that he was still wearing the clothes he had came in and that his sword was still at his side. Finding no other clothes, he resolved to stay in the ones he had and decided to find Galadriel. He left his room and wandered around, not really paying attention to where he was going to. Just placing one foot in front of the other. In moments, he found himself someplace he had never been before. He was on a flight of stairs, his hands scraped the railing. It used to be a pearly white, but acid marks and scratches were all over the fine piece of work, ruining it. He slowly descended, hand trailing on sword and was very quiet in looking around.
The walls were stone and hard, very thick. The air was fresh though and Legolas knew that there must be an immediate opening to supply this. But what sort of place had he wandered into? It was so empty, barren, and there was a tinge of darkness he did not like. His feet made no sound as he approached a cell from the side. What he saw shocked him and he almost choked on the air.
"Lord Elrond!"
The elf lord's eyes slowly blinked and Legolas gripped the bars of the cell.
"What has happened to you?"
"Legolas?" Elrond asked, dazed.
"Why are you here?" he asked
"The Lady invited me. Does she know of this place? I shall tell her at once!"
"No Legolas!" said Elrond with as much strength he could muster.
"No" he said softly again and Legolas stopped.
"She is not herself Legolas...she had turned from us"
"I do not understand"
"Galadriel has-"
Elrond coughed loudly, and tried to cover the sound. Legolas crouched, anxious and apprehensive.
"She has turned dark and corrupted, I know naught of how this has happened, but you must leave Legolas-" his cough cut through once more.
"-Now"
"But I cannot just leave, she has watchers all through the wood"
"Then you must be cunning Legolas, you must escape from this prison."
Legolas jumped as he thought he heard footsteps, but Elrond had sensed something too.
"Go Legolas! Leave!" said Elrond and Legolas fled away from the scene.
The elf formerly thought as Galadriel entered from another door and looked at Elrond.
"I almost forgot, I have something to claim from you"
Terror gripped Elrond's heart as he realized what she wanted. He curled his hand into a fist and backed up against the wall.
"There is no need to be afraid Elrond, so long as you give me the ring willingly"
"Never, I shall not fail nor dishonor Gilgalad in this way"
"That is a pity, because you shall" she said and flung open the door to the cell.
She crouched down and curled her fingers around Elrond's chin very gently, then made him look up at her.
"You shall be mine in short time, your mind and body, I shall control you through your most prized possession"
With the other hand, she wrenched Elrond's arm towards her and he gasped in pain. She pried his fingers open, and paused. An evil smile curved over her features.
"I will enjoy this moment" she purred and took the ring off of Elrond's finger.
Her fingers closed over the shining gold ring and Elrond felt a pang in his heart.
"Vilya" he whispered.
"Mine" said Galadriel.
She slipped the ring over the finger to her left hand and Elrond gasped. Pain, darkness entered his mind.
"You shall be mine very soon" she said and left, closing the cell door behind her.
Elrond rolled over in agony.
"Vilya..." he said in a pained voice.
"Do not let her taint you"