Title: For Gondor or Friendship

Disclaimer: I do not own or have rights to any LOTR stuff, That honor goes to Tolken and whomever has right to his works.

Summary: Legolas chose to remain at his friend's side, Aragorn is now the King of Gondor, when leftover minions of the Dark Lord attack he must choose between the life of his friend and the lives of his people.

I was going to update another chapter but you know how sometimes life gets in the way. But here I am again anyway

OK Kids there IS Leggy Torture in this chapter, I won't say its severe but you can be the judge of that (I mean even I got a glimpse of how sadistic I am). Also in one unsigned review someone told me that my punctuation is horrible. I realized that after my chapters are posted some of the commas and quotation marks are not there (they must have died during the upload process) I only saw this because I read the last chapter on the website itself. I'm not saying that it isn't something I did or didn't do while I was typing, so I was wondering if one of you could be my betareader. If so please e-mail me and write your answer in your review. More than one beta reader is cool too

Chapter 5- Not For Me

The very first thing he became aware of was that the throbbing in his head had intensified greatly. The next thing he realized was that he was his wrist hurt. but why With sudden fear he realized that his arms had been bound at the wrists and the rope that binded them together was looped around the branch of a tree and kept him suspended a few feet off the ground.

He blinked his bleary eyes into focus. The tension in his arms was overwhelming for his already hurting body. He lurched backwards when a pair of eyes that were staring intently at him met his.

"The elf is awake sir."

Havad stepped forward and grabbed the elf roughly by the chin. He smiled evilly as he surveyed the elf before him. "Such a beauty" he replied laughing when Legolas pulled away in disgust. "Oh so we do have some fight in us then." Havad smiled and the whole camp erupted with laughter.

Is that him sir?

"Oh yes it is. I would recognize this beauty anywhere. Welcome to Harad little elf."

What do you want with me? Legolas said his voice strong considering condition

Well little elf

Little. Legolas thought to himself. The fact that the man was calling him *little* when Legolas was most certainly more than a millennia older than he was. The concept was very funny but now was not the time to point that out.

"The king of Gondor is your friend and I'm willing to bet he would give his life for you"

Legolas didn't respond to the question though he knew the answer. He was not going to play the man's game

Agitated by the elf's refusal to speak Havad grabbed the fair being by his hair and jerked his head back. Unsheathing his dagger he ran the blade down the side of Legolas' face "Worry not we do not seek his life.. just his kingdom and you my pretty will be our bargaining tool."

"Aragorn will not trade Gondor for my life. I would rather he let me die than do that and this he knows." Legolas pulled away form the man

Havad nodded "Noble as that may sound it is not done so easily. Self sacrifice is very easy, but having the sacrifice someone you care about is a different matter."

Legolas sighed and leaned his head against his strained arms. "The king of Gondor is not easily swayed by feeble threats." He said defiantly

"The King will most likely be stubborn, that much is expected. However, that just gives my men and I leeway to have more fun with you. The longer he delays the more time we have to make this as painful for you a possible" Havad pulled the prince close to him once more " I say we start right now"

The group of Haradrim closed in around the bound elf their eyes glinting with cruel malice. Each soldier held a dagger or some other device of torture as they all huddle close to get their chance to make the prisoner scream.

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The trail ended here. Though he was a skilled ranger he was left with nothing to go on, these kidnappers had done a good job of covering their tracks. The trail had led them out of South Ithilien, to the Harad road. Aragorn sighed as he thought of his friend. If it was indeed the Haradrim that had kidnapped the elf then he feared for the elf life. The Haradrim were a sadistic bunch, they tortured their captives for fun. He pushed the image form his mind; he couldn't focus on that now. What he had to focus on was finding the elf

"My lord?" Aramel's voice broke him form his thoughts.

"We have to move to the borders of Harad. I don't know how for they could have traveled with a drugged hostage but the trail, I'm guessing, keeps this way and Valar willing Legolas was still alive."

"And what if he is not sir?" Remel asked averting the gaze of his leader

"Then every last Haradrim will die under my sword." Aragorn swore "If they have hurt him in anyway they will be made to dread the day when they crossed the king of Gondor and killed his brother."

His response garnered him strange looks from the men. They all knew of the friendship between their king and the elf but they had never seen what would happen if the elf should ever die because of the man.

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Legolas shuddered and gasped in pain. He had just returned to consciousness not that long ago. The release from the torment of his captors was well and good for the time being. He would have thought it impossible to be in this much pain but his mind told him that the situation would get much worse and soon would.

The men sat around the campfire eating dinner and talking excitedly amongst themselves. His elven ears caught talk of what horror these Haradrim had in store for him once he awoke.

He took in another ragged labored breath resting his head against his painfully stretched arms. Each breath seemed to bring more pain, if only he could stop breathing.

Havad came from behind, grabbing the elf roughly by the hair and jerking his head back. "Awake I see." Havad said pulling the elf taught against him and saying the words loud enough for the men around the fire to hear him. He leaned in close to Legolas' pointed ear "You went out on us a little early before and we didn't appreciate it that much"

A unified "NO" rang out in the night air

"Bring the bucket" Havad ordered. Some of the men snickered evilly.

The smell caught his sensitive nostrils first. Shuddering with apprehension he realized why the smell seemed so familiar. It was the heavy scent of salt. Havad smiled when he felt the elf begin to tremble beneath his hands. Legolas twisted from his grasp slightly. "Oh no no no little elf, this is just starting to get fun."

Havad moved around so that he was face to face with the elf. Unsheathing his dagger he ran it along Legolas' bare bruised chest. Making several cuts that were not deep but still bleed freely. He moved down to the flat pane of the fair being's stomach. "Too smooth" he replied simply before jabbing his dagger into Legolas' side.

The elf bit his lip to keep form crying out. He had held he stoic constitution and was not about to give them the pleasure of hearing him scream. He had never given in to what a tormentor wanted from him and was not about to start now.

Keeping his eyes level with the elf Havad pushed the blade in deeper until only the hilt of the dagger could be seen. In one swift move he ripped the dagger from Legolas' side. Legolas moaned but still did not cry out fully.

Havad reached into the bucket and pulled out a handful of salt. He used the fiery substance on each cut the he made. It delighted him the way the elf writhed and squirmed in agony under his touch.

Havad laughed at his captive's distress. He reached into the bucket and came up with a handful of salt. "Are you ready for this?" He asked grabbing Legolas by the chin, he pressed his hand into the wound using his fingers to work the substance deep inside the wound.

Legolas couldn't hold back anymore. It was too much, the pain was too much and he screamed.

A wicked grin was plastered on Haved's face. This was the first step to completely breaking the elf. "Now that was music to my ears" The man said but Legolas did not hear him for he had already passed out into the peaceful realm of unconsciousness.

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TBC..

Wasn't Leggy killing all those Haradrim soldiers and that elephant thing in ROTK just the coolest scene you have ever seen? I cannot wait to have both the regular and extended versions of the DVD in my collection. Just so I can watch him do that over and over.

Worry not more leggy torture to come.

Thanx Wanda for your review! I really appreciate your support

Yes Deana: elf-napped is a funny word. Im sorry but kidnapped didn't seem to fit. Firstly because leggy is not a kid and he is not human

Elfmage: Thanx for being one of my constant reviewers. You keep me soo happy. Though I can't tell you exactly what will happen to our favorite elf but he will have to go through a lot more torture before he gets anything remotely close to a rescue. Im cruel I know.

Hansay1300: I'm glad u like my story. I try to keep some element of suspense and adventure in it. Thanks for your review. Keep em comin'

Bballstar42: Your welcome for my review your story is off to a good start. Thank you and keep on reviewing!

Colagreenleaf: Thank you for your review. I'm still trying to keep the element of surprise with some aspects of the story.

Legolaslover2004: See, I fully intended for Leggy to be tortured before he is rescued and he won't be rescued for a few more chapters, so there is plenty more elf torture coming