To live it over again
Once again, Legolas was in a cell. It was the same cell he was in before his rescue. The door opened. An Urak-hai came stomping through. He grabbed Legolas and dragged him down the hall, dropping him into a room.
"Have fun. Just don't kill him yet." The Urak-hai said, and he left. Two Men tied him up. One of the Men grabbed a whip. "Don't ever think of escaping again. One by one the blows rained down onto his back and stomach. He didn't make a sound.
When the clasps were taken off his hands, he fell to the ground. The Men kicked him. Legolas felt his already healing ribs break again. Bruises started forming right away. 'Not again. Not again. I don't know how much more I can take.', Legolas thought as he was dragged onto a table.
The Man took a knife and dug it into his old knife-wound. Legolas hissed in pain and the Man smiled. "So knives are your weakness, scum?" He said. The Man drove the knife into his stomach. "Gord! You idiot! We aren't supposed to kill him!" The Man on the other side of the table said.
"I won't. Uklausas told us to have fun...and that's exactly what I'm doing." The man named Gord said. The other Man shook his head. "Give it some of that poison those Urak-hai use." The other Man said. "I don't have any, Nath!" Gord shouted.
NATH'S POV:
I see Gord give the Elf another liquid. It isn't the black poison. It's Azghgulch. Another type of poison. A blue poison that makes you really sick, like the black one. The Elf is bleeding badly. I see that he is in pain but he doesn't show it. His eyes do. I don't know anything about why My Master wants him. I only know that he is prince. The Elf loses consciousness. Gord and I take him to his cell. Gord throws him in and the Elf hits his head on the wall. He will have a headache when he wakes up.
END POV
The Men left. Legolas opened his eyes. 'Faking unconsciousness can really work on Air-Heads like Gord and Nath', Legolas thought. The blood ran down the sides of his tunic and spread everywhere on his shoulder.
He felt weak. His head hurt. He closed his eyes and let Elbereth's sweet sleep take him for real.
Once again, Legolas was in a cell. It was the same cell he was in before his rescue. The door opened. An Urak-hai came stomping through. He grabbed Legolas and dragged him down the hall, dropping him into a room.
"Have fun. Just don't kill him yet." The Urak-hai said, and he left. Two Men tied him up. One of the Men grabbed a whip. "Don't ever think of escaping again. One by one the blows rained down onto his back and stomach. He didn't make a sound.
When the clasps were taken off his hands, he fell to the ground. The Men kicked him. Legolas felt his already healing ribs break again. Bruises started forming right away. 'Not again. Not again. I don't know how much more I can take.', Legolas thought as he was dragged onto a table.
The Man took a knife and dug it into his old knife-wound. Legolas hissed in pain and the Man smiled. "So knives are your weakness, scum?" He said. The Man drove the knife into his stomach. "Gord! You idiot! We aren't supposed to kill him!" The Man on the other side of the table said.
"I won't. Uklausas told us to have fun...and that's exactly what I'm doing." The man named Gord said. The other Man shook his head. "Give it some of that poison those Urak-hai use." The other Man said. "I don't have any, Nath!" Gord shouted.
NATH'S POV:
I see Gord give the Elf another liquid. It isn't the black poison. It's Azghgulch. Another type of poison. A blue poison that makes you really sick, like the black one. The Elf is bleeding badly. I see that he is in pain but he doesn't show it. His eyes do. I don't know anything about why My Master wants him. I only know that he is prince. The Elf loses consciousness. Gord and I take him to his cell. Gord throws him in and the Elf hits his head on the wall. He will have a headache when he wakes up.
END POV
The Men left. Legolas opened his eyes. 'Faking unconsciousness can really work on Air-Heads like Gord and Nath', Legolas thought. The blood ran down the sides of his tunic and spread everywhere on his shoulder.
He felt weak. His head hurt. He closed his eyes and let Elbereth's sweet sleep take him for real.