Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!! WHY??? Because I am just a 16-year-old Legolas fan and have like 50 cents to my name so don't sue!
**********Chapter 10**************
Legolas limped out of the arena and two of the guards residing at the door took his arms. One placed irons on his wrists, the other bent down and clamped them on his ankles. The elf winced when the hard metal scraped against his newly received wound. The second guard noticed this.
"Got yourself a bit of a scratch there." He muttered. Legolas did not answer, something the guard had expected. The elf hadn't spoken to anyone except Eredor since he'd gotten here.
"We'd better take him to Angarod; he'll want this wound dressed." The guard told his partner. The other guard nodded and they led Legolas down the cold corridors, using a different path than before. Legolas tried his best to note where they were going in relation to the exit, but the halls and cells in this place were all the same, and it was difficult. He felt a trickle of warmth down his leg and realized he was bleeding. Taking a quick glance back he noticed that he was bleeding more heavily than it had first felt, and that he was dripping the crimson liquid down the corridors.
The guards led him to a narrow staircase and he walked up it with only a little difficulty. His wound was painful, but not to the extent that Legolas couldn't walk normally.
At the top of the staircase there was a door. The look of the door was not like that of the interior of the prison Legolas had just walked through. It was red, with gold fixtures. It looked elegent and out-of-place.
One of the guards held the door open, for it was made of metal and heavy, while the other led Legolas through. Legolas stared in wonder. They were in a magnificent hallway, filled with mural and golden pillars and glass and gold. He must be inside Curdolin's mansion.
"I'll find Angarod." Offered one of the guards. He turned to leave, but then notice Legolas's bleeding. "Get him off the marble, Lord Curdolin will ring your neck if he bleeds all over."
Legolas looked down and indeed a small puddle had formed around his left foot. As the guard moved him back onto the bare stone staircase, Legolas let a smug smile slip across his face. He kind of liked the idea of staining Curdolin's floor, even if it was with his own blood.
As he and the remaining guard waited, Legolas studied the other man. He was middle-aged for a human, Legolas supposed. Maybe 30 years old. He stared at the door thoughtfully as he waited for his partner to return. Then suddenly he turned his gaze and Legolas's eyes dropped to the floor. But the man had saw the elf's eyes surveying him.
"You fought well today, elf." He said. His voice was unlike that of the other guards, for it was kinder. Legolas noted this but still refused to look up.
"I've never seen one person bring down an animal of that size that quickly and cleanly." He continued, ignoring the silence of the elf. "Your lucky that that leg-wound is all you have recieved."
Legolas looked up at the man, giving him a hatful look, hoping he would take the hint and stop wasting his breath. But the man just smiled at him.
"Name's Malkor." He offered. Legolas rolled his eyes and looked back to the floor. He leaned his back against the cold wall to lessen the weight on his injured leg.
"You got a name, elf?" Malkor pressed. The man just didn't know when to be quiet, did he?
"Yes, and you shall not know it nor hear it." Legolas finally snapped.
Malkor's eyes widened. "Well, that was the most I've ever heard you say at once." He seemed amused, and that only angered Legolas even more.
"Save your hospitality for someone who wants it, human!" He said cruelly. He said the word 'human' with as much hate as he could muster into one word. The last thing the still-proud elf prince wanted was to be pitied by a being less than he. He was getting more and more bold by the minute.
Malkor seemed unphased, but raised an eyebrow. "That's a lot for someone to say about a race when one doesn't even know them."
Legolas drew in a bitter breath. "I know humans." He lied.
"Right. And I suppose all humans are bloodthirsty barbarians like the ones you saw out there?"
The man's question startled Legolas, and his anger was replaced with confusion and wonder. He looked at Malkor quizzically.
"Well, your wrong, elf." Malkor said, seeming a bit angry with the way he had described his own people. "Not all of us are like that."
Legolas looked the man in the eyes. "Then why are you standing here, guarding me like I am some animal?"
"Because I'm paid for it. And the money I get for doing this keeps food on my table and my family alive." Malkor answered simply.
"That decided, I would also like to be paid for what I do." Legolas replied. "Why am I not?"
Malkor looked up, his face grim. "Because you are a slave." He said simply. Then he added: "You have family?"
Legolas stared blankly at the man for a moment, but then let his face and his heart fill with all the rage and grief he had been holding in for the last three days. "I did! I once had a brother, and I still would have it if weren't for your race and their…their…"
Legolas wanted to finish, but he could not find the words to end his sentence. So instead he collapsed, covered his face with his hands, and for the first time since he had been taken captive, and in front of a stranger, he cried.
*******Personal thingy**********
AN: Sorry….was it too short?? If it was, I'm sorry!! *grovels* Please forgive me!!
XxDarkgoddessxX: *ducks away from Legolas doll bashing* Ah! Ah! Have mercy!! If you must hit me, use something soft! *hands XxDarkgoddessxX Legolas pillow and pulls out matching one* PILLOW FIGHT!!!!
*chaos ensues*
Hun, calm down! He's ok! He can walk and talk and function normally (hehe—pervy thoughts) so IT"S ALRIGHT! Now…stop stroking his leg…I said stop…STOP! Ok.
You have not reason to fret, cuz I might hurt him, but only if it is essential to the story, kay? I won't kill him, and you can hug him (just hug, mind you) him all you want. Oh boy, I can't wait to see what your reaction is going to be when I bring the romance into this. LOL.
Good luck trying to go see Pirates again! Right now I have tons of money (from my birthday) so I can go anytime my parents can take me. Which is not…a lot….but oh well. *swoons* I have a giant Will Turner poster too!! It's on the wall next to my bed alongside my Legolas and just-plain-Orlando posters. I just love it!!! I only had to pay $2.50 to get it too! It was from my sister's friend. Now I want a Captain Jack/Johnny Depp poster. He's sexy too. But he's old enough to be my father. Don't care. He's mine. They're all mine!! *laughs evily* And guess what else?? I got the Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack from my friend for my birthday! *really loud screaming* It's so good! I like turn it up all the way and then I run around in my room pretending to have sword-fights with pirates and making out with Will…oookay, too much detail, I'll shut up. *deep, soothing breath* Continuing in response to you review now…
I know! I can't wait til August 28th for the LotR2 to come out! But here's a tip: I heard at Blockbuster you can reserve yourself a copy of it now. It costs $5, but it's well worth it cuz your garenteed a copy! Me and my mom are gonna do it when we take the movies we rented last week back this week.
Better nicknames for Legolas (other than Leggy-boo): His Royal Legoliciousness (my personal fave), Pointy-Eared Bow-Twanger (one Orlando has used himself), Elven Sexpot, LeggyLuLu (that's kind non-manly, though), Melamin (my love in Elvish), Leggy (another one used personally by Orlando), Greenleaf, Thranduilion (Elvish for 'son of Thranduil'), Elf-boy, Archer, Sweetheart, Honey, Heartstrings, etc….
Don't die! Another chapter should be coming soon, but I have to warn you, next week I'm going on vacation for a week—so I won't be hearing from you! I'll try to update right before we leave, but it might not be possible. Also, don't worry about your reviews getting too long! I always leave long reviews, and I really like receiving them! So the longer, the better! Bye, girl!!! *gives XxDarkgoddessxX a cookie*
HalandLeg4ever: *pumps fist* Oh, yeah! Who rocks?! I do! *laughs* Ya know what?? Legolas and Haldir are my fave elf duo too!!! Yay!! *does happy elf dance* Thank you for your compliments! I will try to update soon!! Bye!! *gives cookie to HalandLeg4ever*
Nikki: Yes, unscarred if you please…oh gosh, what are you doing to my elf? LOL. Thanks…this is my first time writing fight scenes so I wasn't sure if they were good or not. I just write down whatever comes up. Thank you. Yep, I'm gonna make you wait! *laughs evily* Thou shalt not know! *clears throat* Ahem. Sorry. Cookies and Legolas is good…but I got something better…Smores and Will Turner! Yummy!! Thanks for coming again girl! *gives cookie to Nikki, and chocolate bar to Legolas*
Outlawgirl08: Thank you thank you! *hands over cookie* No idea where you got you name? How'd you come up with it then? *scratches head* I'm confused. Oh well, I'm usually confused. Thank you and come again!! *Gosh, I sound like that scary flower-shop woman that stands by the door and threatens to stab you with her trowel if you don't buy something!* Ooookay…