Hello, LPI3 here, thank you for the reviews everyone, I hope that I have
not kept you waiting to long. But I broke my right hand, so I am typing
really slow.
Pearls- yes, I know Elves would probably be more mannered about arranged marriages, but I decided to make it the way I did, for the sake of a plot. At the beginning, he was mad at his father, so that is the reason he was childish, but when he is with Arwen, he acts his age. Thank you for your review, I hope that clears some of it up?
Ok, on with the story.
Chapter two:
Legolas awoke with a throbbing pain in the back of his head. He was lying on a cold dirty floor, made of stone no doubt, everything was black around him. He moaned a little as he touched the place where he was hit, warm liquid immediately soaked his fingers, and Legolas figured this for blood. He staggered up onto his knees in a sitting position, and looked around him.
It was dark, yet he could make out dim lights far in front of him. He was in a cell, bars surrounded him from all sides, and it smelled dusty and old. Legolas tried to remember what happened; Arwen and he had been surrounded by riders from Theserians. Panic struck Legolas instantly, where was Arwen? He peered around him for her, but she was no where in sight.
"Finally, you are awake,"
Legolas turned around, and saw the man with the scarred up face leaning against the bars of Legolas' cell. "Where is she?" he asked speaking bravely.
The man smiled, "You mean that beautiful elven companion you had? The King did not want her in the same dungeon as you, he was afraid you two would make plans together."
Legolas stood up and walked over to the man, he was a good foot taller than him due to is Elvish height, "If you have hurt her, I swear-"
"You swear what?" the man sneered, amusement ringing in his cold voice.
Legolas glared at the man.
"Come on elf, the king wishes to see you." The man pushed open the barred door, and grabbed Legolas' arm. Legolas was amazed, because nobody had ever dared to grab him with out his permission, but he said nothing and allowed the man to drag him through a series of hallways
Finally, they reached a great door, and the man knocked before he pushed Legolas through it.
Legolas stumbled in, and would have fallen down onto the ground, but he caught himself at the last minute. He looked around him, it was a great hall, and in the front of the hall, there was a man sitting there, no expression on his face, but Legolas could tell that he was angry.
"Sir, this is the elf that was traveling with the girl." The man said bowing his head at the king.
Legolas looked at him, had the king seen Arwen as well, where was she at?
"What is your name young elf?" the king slowly asked, he sounded bored.
"I am not that young, probably older than you." Legolas thought, "Where is she?" he said a frown spreading across his face.
"Did you not understand the question? Never talk back to the king" Legolas' guard figure asked, raising his fist, ready to strike the elf.
"Wait," the king held up a hand, and the man lowered his arm, "The girl," he paused, and smiled," Yes, she was very frightened, couldn't get much out of her, but we will get it out of her eventually, even if we have to cut it out of her." He looked at Legolas' face, his body was slightly shaking, "unless, you can answer our questions."
Legolas didn't even need to think about this, if they were planning on hurting Arwen, he was going to be standing in between them. "I will answer them, but you can not hurt her." His voice was shaking with fury; he had never before felt like this.
The king laughed, "Alright, if you answer all of our questions, the girl will not get hurt." He stood up, and walked down to where Legolas was standing. He was much shorter than the elf, but he was not scared.
Legolas knew that Arwen's safety depended on him, and he would do anything to keep her safe.
"What is your name?" the king asked.
Legolas didn't know if this was one of the king's questions, or just to get information about him out.
(Does that make sense?)
"My name is Legolas Greenleaf of the Mirkwood realm." He responded trying to hide his emotions.
The king circled Legolas, "What is the girl's name?"
Legolas thought a second; he did not want them to know her name, if it meant that they would use it against her people, she would never forgive him. He was taking to long to answer; he had to say something, "Alram." That was name of one of his old house maids, until she had sailed away from middle earth.
The king looked at him, "Alright, why did you come here?"
Because your people brought me here. Legolas thought, but instead he answered, "We were going to Fangorn forest."
"Why would you go to Fangorn forest, evil spirits linger there?"
Legolas knew this was a lie, and that only Ents lived there, "It was a present for her, she loves the forest."
The king looked into his eyes, "What relationship do you have with her?"
Legolas knew he was searching his eyes, and if he lied this time, the king would know, "I am her protector" It wasn't all a lie, he did feel responsible to look after her.
The king snapped his fingers, and one of the doors in the back opened, and two strong guards were holding a struggling Arwen. She looked into the room, and held still as she gazed at Legolas.
"Legolas." She whispered under her breath.
"Ar-"Legolas caught himself just in time, "Alram." He hoped the king hadn't heard.
Arwen looked curiously at him, and then caught on, "Legolas do not tell them anything, they want to-"she was silenced as one of her guards slapped her across the face.
"No, you said you wouldn't hurt her." Legolas yelled, and tried to get to her, but the scarred men grabbed him and held him tightly.
"You said you wouldn't hurt her." Legolas growled trying to get loose of the man's grasp.
"We aren't hurting her." Laughed the king, "Eldera," he said referring to the man who was holding Legolas, "Take master Legolas back to his cell, and teach him not to lie, would you."
"No, don't hurt her!" Legolas cried as Eldera dragged him out of the room and shut the large door behind them.
Legolas could tell that Arwen was scared, but she would not dare to show it to the men. They would do what they could to get her to talk, a thought that haunted Legolas.
Legolas was so into thought, that he did not notice where he was, until Eldera had thrown him into the cell, he had been placed into before.
Eldera started to laugh, as he watched Legolas stumble to the ground, "You have no idea what kind of pain you are going to be facing."
Legolas looked up at the wretched man's face, "I imagine it will be as much pain as it is to look at your face." This remark cost him, even though it amused him to say it, a very sharp kick in the ribs. Legolas doubled over and coughed, this man was stronger than he looked.
"You have a very smart mouth boy." Eldera spat, kicking Legolas yet again in the ribs. "I wonder how long it will take to break all of your ribs?" he chuckled.
"A lot longer for someone like you, I don't break easily." Legolas smiled, still clutching his stomach.
The man frowned, and then whistled. Immediately, several large men stood behind Eldera, who was smiling now, very amused. Legolas' smile faded from his lips.
"Have fun with him, just don't kill him, tell me when he screams, I want to be here for it." Laughed Eldera as he walked out of the cell.
The men started to laugh, as they closed in on Legolas, who had backed up as far as he could until he hit the wall, and braced himself for the men, he couldn't fight back, unless they came at him one by on, for he did not have his weapons, and hitting the enemy would take longer, and more strength than he had.
* * *
Legolas did not know how long the torture had gone on for, his body became numb after a good long while, but not once did he scream, which was probably horrible for Eldera to hear. He lay on the ground of the cell, not moving. Despite all the pain he felt, he tried to move, if he didn't, it would be admitting to himself that he could not stand a bit, well, a lot of pain given by men. Still, he lay there motion less, trying to move. He cursed at himself, and suddenly the thought of Arwen came into his mind, could she stand this much if it was done to her, what would they do to her?
Legolas rolled onto his stomach, and gave out a silent gasp, breathing seized suddenly, he realized that his some of his ribs had been broken, and he was only putting more pressure on them. Suddenly, another sharp pain collided with his stomach as someone kicked him, sending Legolas back onto his back. He coughed a few times, and opened his eyes; things were blurred for a moment as a reopened flesh wound on his forehead sent blood over his eyes, slightly blinding him.
"What are you?" Eldera yelled kicking Legolas in the face.
Legolas forced a smile onto his face; he wouldn't let his pride fall. "I am an elf." He responded.
Eldera growled and sank down to his knees beside Legolas, and grabbed a handful of his blond hair, and lifted his head up. Legolas looked at the man who was grabbing his hair. "You think this is funny?" Eldera asked scowling.
Legolas said nothing, but starred into Eldera's eyes.
Eldera took Legolas' silence to say something else, his eyes started to glow, "It only took the girl about an hour or two before she broke."
Legolas felt his heart stop for a moment, they had actually hurt her, after they said they wouldn't, "You lie." He spat.
"Am I?" Eldera smiled, and snapped his fingers. Two guards came through the open cell door, carrying a limp body in their arms. They dropped her in front of Eldera, and turned to leave.
Legolas knew that this was Arwen from the moment they brought her in, he broke away from Eldera's grasp and touched Arwen's face, he turned back to Eldera, who was silently laughing to himself, "what did you do to her?" he demanded.
"I told you, we broke her." Eldera let out a cruel laugh that echoed through the cell.
Legolas cursed, and turned back to Arwen. She looked unconscious, her eyes were closed, and several cuts crossed her face in a series of directions. Her robes were ripped and stained with blood. Legolas looked about her; her breathing was small, only rising slightly. Legolas figured that she might have a broken rib or two. Legolas turned his head, Arwen's body still in his arms. He had let her down, they hurt her and he couldn't stop it.
* Flashback*
"Arwen?" Legolas walked through the trees of Mirkwood, searching for his friend. He and Arwen had gotten into a little argument, and she had stormed out on him. But when she didn't come back for two hours, the prince had gotten worried, so he went searching for her. "Arwen?" he yelled again. He set his bow to the ground and closed his eyes, if he couldn't see her, he would listen for her. Birds' voices hundreds of leagues away, became very clear to him. He listened closer, there were deer running around in the distance, and then he heard it, a soft whimper that could be made only by Arwen came to Legolas' elven ears.
Legolas bent down and grabbed his bow, and started to run to her. He ran for miles, that past by very quickly, and finally, he came to a clearing. Arwen's cloak was laid neatly on a large boulder closely to him. He picked it up, and looked around. Then, someone screamed, he knew it was Arwen. He dropped the cloak to the ground, and ran to where she was. There were more trees as he ran, but he knew he was getting closer to her.
Arwen screamed again, and Legolas saw her as he neared the edge of the trees. There were hundreds of wolves surrounding her, all growling or licking their lips.
Legolas cursed in his elven language, and pulled out three arrows, and fitted them in his bow, still running.
Arwen closed her eyes as a wolf jumped at her; there was sound that split the air, which could only be made by an elven arrow. She opened her eyes, and looked around, the wolf that had made a move to attack her, now lay dead, with three arrows piercing its side. The rest of the wolves turned their attention to the spot where the arrow had come from. Arwen also turned, and saw the tall handsome figure of Legolas run out from the cover of the trees, an arrow fitted in his bow. She smiled, knowing that she was safe.
Legolas let another arrow fly; it hit a wolf and lowered it to the ground. Several wolves began to run at him. Legolas pulled out an arrow and shot it, lowering the head of the group, then another arrow was fired, each one after another slaying the leader of the line.
Still shooting the wolves, he made his way carefully towards Arwen. There was one wolf left, yet Legolas had run out of arrows.
Arwen ran over to a dead wolf and plucked an arrow out of it. "Legolas!" she yelled and threw it over to him.
The wolf jumped into the air, ready to attack. Legolas spun around and caught the arrow as it soared through the air. Not having time too fit it properly in his bow, he turned around again and through the arrow at the wolf, which killed it instantly.
Legolas sank to the ground, panting. A hand rested on his shoulder, and Arwen bent down next to him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I am so sorry Legolas." She sobbed into his shoulder.
Legolas shook his head and pulled Arwen so that she was in front of him, and starred at her wet face. Brushing off her tears, he smiled, "I will always protect you Arwen." He said in the elven language they knew. He pulled her closer to him, and wrapped his arms around her waist, "Always, I promise."
*End Flashback*
Legolas' eyes were filled with tears, but he blinked them away as he looked back at Eldera, "You can do whatever you want to me, I will do anything, but please, don't hurt her anymore."
Eldera considered this for a moment, "You're saying," He sneered, "That you will do anything for me, and I can do anything to you, as long as I don't hurt her?"
Legolas nodded slowly, "Yes." He wasn't regretting this, sure it would hurt, it might even kill him, but he would do anything for Arwen.
"Alright, she will stay in her cell, unharmed by my men." Eldera smirked devilishly at Legolas as the two guards came back in, and pried Arwen from Legolas' hands.
Two other guards came into the cell after Arwen had left, carrying chains. They picked Legolas up to his feet, which gave away instantly, and would have fallen back to the grounds had the guards not caught him in time, and held him up.
Now, did Legolas notice just how much his legs hurt. The men bond his hands with the chains, and once they were done, let go of him, so that he fell instantly to the floor once again.
"How pathetic." Eldera laughed shaking his head, "well, come on." He grabbed the end of the chain, and yanked it hard. Legolas was jerked forward, "Pick him up." Sighed Eldera. The two guards pulled Legolas to his feet. Eldera shot him a death glare, "You will walk, or the girl will die." Legolas had no choice, but to struggle forward. He took the first step, and doubled over, but just as quick, he straitened up, and took some more steps, he felt humiliated.
As Legolas was dragged through the hall, he kept the pain of his legs to himself, he didn't complain, or show any signs of it hurting.
Finally, when Legolas thought he could no longer walk, they came to a halt in front of a door. Eldera pushed it open, and jerked the chain into the room, causing Legolas to stumble after it.
Legolas looked around, it was a musty room, blood stained the walls, and the floor. This was defiantly some place where he did not want to be.
Then, a thought came to him, if they were to kill him in the end, then the whole deal about Arwen would die as well, and there would be no point to keep her alive. Legolas sighed out of frustration, though regretted this, due to the stress that it placed on his ribs. "Alright Legolas," he thought to himself, "Just stay alive until someone comes for you, then Arwen will be safe."
Eldera walked over to a large cauldron looking pot in the corner that was steaming madly, and dipped a ladle that hung on the wall into it, and pulled it back out. This too began to steam, and hot water splashed out of it as he made his way back to where Legolas was.
The guards roughly pushed Legolas down onto his hands and knees, and he sat there for a moment as shots of pain shot through his legs from the fall to his already injured knees.
Legolas waited for what ever would happen next, he thought of Arwen, and kept her in his mind, this, he thought, might alleviate the pain. Then Eldera slowly poured the boiling water onto Legolas' back. Legolas shut his eyes and gripped the ground as best he could, but Arwen never lefty his mind. He could feel his skin burning away, and then he felt blood, it was falling from the freshly cut wound.
"I don't care about making you scream anymore, elf," Eldera bent down and was parallel to Legolas' sweating face, "My new goal is to kill you, slowly."
"What.did.I do?" Legolas gasped, he was half way lying in his own blood now, and would not be able to stand much more loss of it.
Eldera laughed, "The king despises elves, he never like the fact that they were immortal, and he is not. There have been even more elves before you and your elf toy arrived, they all suffered the same fait in the end," Eldera whispered into Legolas' ear, "Death."
Legolas shivered at the ice in Eldera's voice as he whispered into his ear. He didn't understand, most elves kept to themselves, and never disturbed anyone, yet here was someone who wanted to murder all of them, just because he couldn't be immortal? It wasn't all that great.
"Orders were given to kill every elf that comes within our kingdom." Eldera yawned, and dumped the rest of the still smoldering water onto Legolas' back, and began to walk away.
Legolas fell down as the water hit him, and his back strength gave away. He closed his eyes, and couldn't remember anything else that happened after that, he had lost to much blood, and now he was unconscious.
When he finally did awaken, he was back in his old cell, and lying flat on his back. He tried to focus his eyes, but everything seemed to blur worse when he did.
Legolas couldn't help but wonder about Arwen, in fact, that was all he could think about. He wondered how she could still trust him, he had promised to always protect her, and then asked her to run away with him, and led her senselessly into a trap, he shouldn't have asked her to come. Now what? If anything happened to her, he would never forgive himself.
A/N- Ok, I promise to try not to make you wait too long this time! I promise! Ok, well, now here is where you review! Lol thank you!
Pearls- yes, I know Elves would probably be more mannered about arranged marriages, but I decided to make it the way I did, for the sake of a plot. At the beginning, he was mad at his father, so that is the reason he was childish, but when he is with Arwen, he acts his age. Thank you for your review, I hope that clears some of it up?
Ok, on with the story.
Chapter two:
Legolas awoke with a throbbing pain in the back of his head. He was lying on a cold dirty floor, made of stone no doubt, everything was black around him. He moaned a little as he touched the place where he was hit, warm liquid immediately soaked his fingers, and Legolas figured this for blood. He staggered up onto his knees in a sitting position, and looked around him.
It was dark, yet he could make out dim lights far in front of him. He was in a cell, bars surrounded him from all sides, and it smelled dusty and old. Legolas tried to remember what happened; Arwen and he had been surrounded by riders from Theserians. Panic struck Legolas instantly, where was Arwen? He peered around him for her, but she was no where in sight.
"Finally, you are awake,"
Legolas turned around, and saw the man with the scarred up face leaning against the bars of Legolas' cell. "Where is she?" he asked speaking bravely.
The man smiled, "You mean that beautiful elven companion you had? The King did not want her in the same dungeon as you, he was afraid you two would make plans together."
Legolas stood up and walked over to the man, he was a good foot taller than him due to is Elvish height, "If you have hurt her, I swear-"
"You swear what?" the man sneered, amusement ringing in his cold voice.
Legolas glared at the man.
"Come on elf, the king wishes to see you." The man pushed open the barred door, and grabbed Legolas' arm. Legolas was amazed, because nobody had ever dared to grab him with out his permission, but he said nothing and allowed the man to drag him through a series of hallways
Finally, they reached a great door, and the man knocked before he pushed Legolas through it.
Legolas stumbled in, and would have fallen down onto the ground, but he caught himself at the last minute. He looked around him, it was a great hall, and in the front of the hall, there was a man sitting there, no expression on his face, but Legolas could tell that he was angry.
"Sir, this is the elf that was traveling with the girl." The man said bowing his head at the king.
Legolas looked at him, had the king seen Arwen as well, where was she at?
"What is your name young elf?" the king slowly asked, he sounded bored.
"I am not that young, probably older than you." Legolas thought, "Where is she?" he said a frown spreading across his face.
"Did you not understand the question? Never talk back to the king" Legolas' guard figure asked, raising his fist, ready to strike the elf.
"Wait," the king held up a hand, and the man lowered his arm, "The girl," he paused, and smiled," Yes, she was very frightened, couldn't get much out of her, but we will get it out of her eventually, even if we have to cut it out of her." He looked at Legolas' face, his body was slightly shaking, "unless, you can answer our questions."
Legolas didn't even need to think about this, if they were planning on hurting Arwen, he was going to be standing in between them. "I will answer them, but you can not hurt her." His voice was shaking with fury; he had never before felt like this.
The king laughed, "Alright, if you answer all of our questions, the girl will not get hurt." He stood up, and walked down to where Legolas was standing. He was much shorter than the elf, but he was not scared.
Legolas knew that Arwen's safety depended on him, and he would do anything to keep her safe.
"What is your name?" the king asked.
Legolas didn't know if this was one of the king's questions, or just to get information about him out.
(Does that make sense?)
"My name is Legolas Greenleaf of the Mirkwood realm." He responded trying to hide his emotions.
The king circled Legolas, "What is the girl's name?"
Legolas thought a second; he did not want them to know her name, if it meant that they would use it against her people, she would never forgive him. He was taking to long to answer; he had to say something, "Alram." That was name of one of his old house maids, until she had sailed away from middle earth.
The king looked at him, "Alright, why did you come here?"
Because your people brought me here. Legolas thought, but instead he answered, "We were going to Fangorn forest."
"Why would you go to Fangorn forest, evil spirits linger there?"
Legolas knew this was a lie, and that only Ents lived there, "It was a present for her, she loves the forest."
The king looked into his eyes, "What relationship do you have with her?"
Legolas knew he was searching his eyes, and if he lied this time, the king would know, "I am her protector" It wasn't all a lie, he did feel responsible to look after her.
The king snapped his fingers, and one of the doors in the back opened, and two strong guards were holding a struggling Arwen. She looked into the room, and held still as she gazed at Legolas.
"Legolas." She whispered under her breath.
"Ar-"Legolas caught himself just in time, "Alram." He hoped the king hadn't heard.
Arwen looked curiously at him, and then caught on, "Legolas do not tell them anything, they want to-"she was silenced as one of her guards slapped her across the face.
"No, you said you wouldn't hurt her." Legolas yelled, and tried to get to her, but the scarred men grabbed him and held him tightly.
"You said you wouldn't hurt her." Legolas growled trying to get loose of the man's grasp.
"We aren't hurting her." Laughed the king, "Eldera," he said referring to the man who was holding Legolas, "Take master Legolas back to his cell, and teach him not to lie, would you."
"No, don't hurt her!" Legolas cried as Eldera dragged him out of the room and shut the large door behind them.
Legolas could tell that Arwen was scared, but she would not dare to show it to the men. They would do what they could to get her to talk, a thought that haunted Legolas.
Legolas was so into thought, that he did not notice where he was, until Eldera had thrown him into the cell, he had been placed into before.
Eldera started to laugh, as he watched Legolas stumble to the ground, "You have no idea what kind of pain you are going to be facing."
Legolas looked up at the wretched man's face, "I imagine it will be as much pain as it is to look at your face." This remark cost him, even though it amused him to say it, a very sharp kick in the ribs. Legolas doubled over and coughed, this man was stronger than he looked.
"You have a very smart mouth boy." Eldera spat, kicking Legolas yet again in the ribs. "I wonder how long it will take to break all of your ribs?" he chuckled.
"A lot longer for someone like you, I don't break easily." Legolas smiled, still clutching his stomach.
The man frowned, and then whistled. Immediately, several large men stood behind Eldera, who was smiling now, very amused. Legolas' smile faded from his lips.
"Have fun with him, just don't kill him, tell me when he screams, I want to be here for it." Laughed Eldera as he walked out of the cell.
The men started to laugh, as they closed in on Legolas, who had backed up as far as he could until he hit the wall, and braced himself for the men, he couldn't fight back, unless they came at him one by on, for he did not have his weapons, and hitting the enemy would take longer, and more strength than he had.
* * *
Legolas did not know how long the torture had gone on for, his body became numb after a good long while, but not once did he scream, which was probably horrible for Eldera to hear. He lay on the ground of the cell, not moving. Despite all the pain he felt, he tried to move, if he didn't, it would be admitting to himself that he could not stand a bit, well, a lot of pain given by men. Still, he lay there motion less, trying to move. He cursed at himself, and suddenly the thought of Arwen came into his mind, could she stand this much if it was done to her, what would they do to her?
Legolas rolled onto his stomach, and gave out a silent gasp, breathing seized suddenly, he realized that his some of his ribs had been broken, and he was only putting more pressure on them. Suddenly, another sharp pain collided with his stomach as someone kicked him, sending Legolas back onto his back. He coughed a few times, and opened his eyes; things were blurred for a moment as a reopened flesh wound on his forehead sent blood over his eyes, slightly blinding him.
"What are you?" Eldera yelled kicking Legolas in the face.
Legolas forced a smile onto his face; he wouldn't let his pride fall. "I am an elf." He responded.
Eldera growled and sank down to his knees beside Legolas, and grabbed a handful of his blond hair, and lifted his head up. Legolas looked at the man who was grabbing his hair. "You think this is funny?" Eldera asked scowling.
Legolas said nothing, but starred into Eldera's eyes.
Eldera took Legolas' silence to say something else, his eyes started to glow, "It only took the girl about an hour or two before she broke."
Legolas felt his heart stop for a moment, they had actually hurt her, after they said they wouldn't, "You lie." He spat.
"Am I?" Eldera smiled, and snapped his fingers. Two guards came through the open cell door, carrying a limp body in their arms. They dropped her in front of Eldera, and turned to leave.
Legolas knew that this was Arwen from the moment they brought her in, he broke away from Eldera's grasp and touched Arwen's face, he turned back to Eldera, who was silently laughing to himself, "what did you do to her?" he demanded.
"I told you, we broke her." Eldera let out a cruel laugh that echoed through the cell.
Legolas cursed, and turned back to Arwen. She looked unconscious, her eyes were closed, and several cuts crossed her face in a series of directions. Her robes were ripped and stained with blood. Legolas looked about her; her breathing was small, only rising slightly. Legolas figured that she might have a broken rib or two. Legolas turned his head, Arwen's body still in his arms. He had let her down, they hurt her and he couldn't stop it.
* Flashback*
"Arwen?" Legolas walked through the trees of Mirkwood, searching for his friend. He and Arwen had gotten into a little argument, and she had stormed out on him. But when she didn't come back for two hours, the prince had gotten worried, so he went searching for her. "Arwen?" he yelled again. He set his bow to the ground and closed his eyes, if he couldn't see her, he would listen for her. Birds' voices hundreds of leagues away, became very clear to him. He listened closer, there were deer running around in the distance, and then he heard it, a soft whimper that could be made only by Arwen came to Legolas' elven ears.
Legolas bent down and grabbed his bow, and started to run to her. He ran for miles, that past by very quickly, and finally, he came to a clearing. Arwen's cloak was laid neatly on a large boulder closely to him. He picked it up, and looked around. Then, someone screamed, he knew it was Arwen. He dropped the cloak to the ground, and ran to where she was. There were more trees as he ran, but he knew he was getting closer to her.
Arwen screamed again, and Legolas saw her as he neared the edge of the trees. There were hundreds of wolves surrounding her, all growling or licking their lips.
Legolas cursed in his elven language, and pulled out three arrows, and fitted them in his bow, still running.
Arwen closed her eyes as a wolf jumped at her; there was sound that split the air, which could only be made by an elven arrow. She opened her eyes, and looked around, the wolf that had made a move to attack her, now lay dead, with three arrows piercing its side. The rest of the wolves turned their attention to the spot where the arrow had come from. Arwen also turned, and saw the tall handsome figure of Legolas run out from the cover of the trees, an arrow fitted in his bow. She smiled, knowing that she was safe.
Legolas let another arrow fly; it hit a wolf and lowered it to the ground. Several wolves began to run at him. Legolas pulled out an arrow and shot it, lowering the head of the group, then another arrow was fired, each one after another slaying the leader of the line.
Still shooting the wolves, he made his way carefully towards Arwen. There was one wolf left, yet Legolas had run out of arrows.
Arwen ran over to a dead wolf and plucked an arrow out of it. "Legolas!" she yelled and threw it over to him.
The wolf jumped into the air, ready to attack. Legolas spun around and caught the arrow as it soared through the air. Not having time too fit it properly in his bow, he turned around again and through the arrow at the wolf, which killed it instantly.
Legolas sank to the ground, panting. A hand rested on his shoulder, and Arwen bent down next to him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I am so sorry Legolas." She sobbed into his shoulder.
Legolas shook his head and pulled Arwen so that she was in front of him, and starred at her wet face. Brushing off her tears, he smiled, "I will always protect you Arwen." He said in the elven language they knew. He pulled her closer to him, and wrapped his arms around her waist, "Always, I promise."
*End Flashback*
Legolas' eyes were filled with tears, but he blinked them away as he looked back at Eldera, "You can do whatever you want to me, I will do anything, but please, don't hurt her anymore."
Eldera considered this for a moment, "You're saying," He sneered, "That you will do anything for me, and I can do anything to you, as long as I don't hurt her?"
Legolas nodded slowly, "Yes." He wasn't regretting this, sure it would hurt, it might even kill him, but he would do anything for Arwen.
"Alright, she will stay in her cell, unharmed by my men." Eldera smirked devilishly at Legolas as the two guards came back in, and pried Arwen from Legolas' hands.
Two other guards came into the cell after Arwen had left, carrying chains. They picked Legolas up to his feet, which gave away instantly, and would have fallen back to the grounds had the guards not caught him in time, and held him up.
Now, did Legolas notice just how much his legs hurt. The men bond his hands with the chains, and once they were done, let go of him, so that he fell instantly to the floor once again.
"How pathetic." Eldera laughed shaking his head, "well, come on." He grabbed the end of the chain, and yanked it hard. Legolas was jerked forward, "Pick him up." Sighed Eldera. The two guards pulled Legolas to his feet. Eldera shot him a death glare, "You will walk, or the girl will die." Legolas had no choice, but to struggle forward. He took the first step, and doubled over, but just as quick, he straitened up, and took some more steps, he felt humiliated.
As Legolas was dragged through the hall, he kept the pain of his legs to himself, he didn't complain, or show any signs of it hurting.
Finally, when Legolas thought he could no longer walk, they came to a halt in front of a door. Eldera pushed it open, and jerked the chain into the room, causing Legolas to stumble after it.
Legolas looked around, it was a musty room, blood stained the walls, and the floor. This was defiantly some place where he did not want to be.
Then, a thought came to him, if they were to kill him in the end, then the whole deal about Arwen would die as well, and there would be no point to keep her alive. Legolas sighed out of frustration, though regretted this, due to the stress that it placed on his ribs. "Alright Legolas," he thought to himself, "Just stay alive until someone comes for you, then Arwen will be safe."
Eldera walked over to a large cauldron looking pot in the corner that was steaming madly, and dipped a ladle that hung on the wall into it, and pulled it back out. This too began to steam, and hot water splashed out of it as he made his way back to where Legolas was.
The guards roughly pushed Legolas down onto his hands and knees, and he sat there for a moment as shots of pain shot through his legs from the fall to his already injured knees.
Legolas waited for what ever would happen next, he thought of Arwen, and kept her in his mind, this, he thought, might alleviate the pain. Then Eldera slowly poured the boiling water onto Legolas' back. Legolas shut his eyes and gripped the ground as best he could, but Arwen never lefty his mind. He could feel his skin burning away, and then he felt blood, it was falling from the freshly cut wound.
"I don't care about making you scream anymore, elf," Eldera bent down and was parallel to Legolas' sweating face, "My new goal is to kill you, slowly."
"What.did.I do?" Legolas gasped, he was half way lying in his own blood now, and would not be able to stand much more loss of it.
Eldera laughed, "The king despises elves, he never like the fact that they were immortal, and he is not. There have been even more elves before you and your elf toy arrived, they all suffered the same fait in the end," Eldera whispered into Legolas' ear, "Death."
Legolas shivered at the ice in Eldera's voice as he whispered into his ear. He didn't understand, most elves kept to themselves, and never disturbed anyone, yet here was someone who wanted to murder all of them, just because he couldn't be immortal? It wasn't all that great.
"Orders were given to kill every elf that comes within our kingdom." Eldera yawned, and dumped the rest of the still smoldering water onto Legolas' back, and began to walk away.
Legolas fell down as the water hit him, and his back strength gave away. He closed his eyes, and couldn't remember anything else that happened after that, he had lost to much blood, and now he was unconscious.
When he finally did awaken, he was back in his old cell, and lying flat on his back. He tried to focus his eyes, but everything seemed to blur worse when he did.
Legolas couldn't help but wonder about Arwen, in fact, that was all he could think about. He wondered how she could still trust him, he had promised to always protect her, and then asked her to run away with him, and led her senselessly into a trap, he shouldn't have asked her to come. Now what? If anything happened to her, he would never forgive himself.
A/N- Ok, I promise to try not to make you wait too long this time! I promise! Ok, well, now here is where you review! Lol thank you!
