Title: Toy Soldiers
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: All reviews are welcome all flames will be given to my dog a minion of Sauron it seems.
Now on to all of you GREAT reviewers!
Pippin's Love: Thanks and Hmmm Elrond you shall see
Elven Kitten: LMAO! you have lost it
Vicki Turner: thank you and here is another for you!
Orlandolover32: yes Thranduil should be upset and yes she is quite insane. LOL
Estelle1: LMAO! at you and gimmme
Lalaithofthebruinen: Yes it will be sadder I guarantee.
IrishQT: I can't tell that but they will be very unhappy. and yeah Elrond believed her mwhahaahha
Deana: the window you say LMAO!
Riva van Dyk: YEs she should be punished read on and you will see sooner or later.
Catmint: Yes it is dark and thanks for the info. and it shall get alot darker
Ymmas Sirron: I shall not tell you if and how he finds out. and yes poor Estel dear god poor both of them.
Kaorethein: Yes EVIL rocks!
Hiei-Rulez: I am afraid she did and will again
Beling: I think I answered your questions in e-mail but yeah Elrond could not hear them. and thanks!
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 6
All day and into the night the elves rode looking for anyone who knew where Estel and Legolas were. Elrond seemed to grow sadder with each reply of no. He did not know who had taken him if anyone or where he was. He cringed at the thought of Thranduil had to be at this moment in Imaldris waiting for him. With a heavy sigh he called to Glorfindel. "We should turn back the King of Mirkwood will be there and will want answers."
"Aye but you go back, I will continue to search for awhile longer. Do not give up hope. They will be found."
Elrond shook his head and reined his horse in to take the trip back home. He did not even remember the ride home; or notice his surroundings until he saw Thranduil standing on the steps of his home. He jumped from his horse and rushed to explain the best way he could. He was thrown off guard as Thranduil did not look angry, but instead quite sad.
"I know Erestor has informed me." he held up his hand before Elrond could speak. "I also know you would never provide anything but the best of care for my son; so therefore I can only assume something or someone treacherous is to blame and not you."
"Thank you for I am at a loss as to where they could be. We have searched for miles and some search still."
"Do not worry yet; Legolas is a fighter, he will let no harm come to them"
Minutes seemed like hours as the two fathers paced the study floor. Elrond would go and look out of the window, only to go back to pacing; when the thoughts in his mind became too much. Tea and food had been brought to them, but it remained untouched on the table, growing cold just like the night air.
Elrond once again stood on the balcony, looking out over Imladris, and he was soon joined by Thranduil as the sound of horses approaching came. Both scanned the yard for a glimpse of their sons, but lone riders entered the yard. A few minutes later Glorfindel came into the study. He looked tired and his clothes were dirty. Elrond and Thranduil looked up hoping to hear he had found at least some trace of where Estel and Legolas were. They were caught by surprise as the mighty balrog slayer's eyes filled with tears as he came up to Thranduil.
"We found no trail or sign of their whereabouts, but we did find this as we rode back through the gate." Glorfindel then placed Legolas' golden arrow he had won in Thranduil's hand. Thranduil stared down at the arrow as questions entered his mind.
Elrond turned to him and explained "Legolas won that in the archery contest. He was so happy saying he couldn't wait to show you that he was the best. He would not have idly dropped it."
Thranduil closed his hand over the arrow; for it meant so much more to him now. "We will set out again in the morning and all of Imladris will help in the search."
"Indeed my old friend. Come let us try to rest before morning."
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Estel and Legolas had finally ventured out from the closet and huddled on the bed. Estel still sniffling the tears away as Legolas tried to ease his mind. "Do not worry, they will find us, and then we will be back home again."
"I want my Ada. Can we not escape Legolas? Can't we try?"
"I will think of something mellon nin" Legolas said even though he had no idea how. It seemed the only way in or out was the door or the window; and the window had been sealed shut.
Ataria had entered the room once more this time bringing more food. As she placed it on the table she noticed the other tray had been untouched. She reached out her hand and stroked Estel's hair and he whimpered and moved away. "I know elflings do not need that much food, but you do need to eat."
Neither one paid any attention to the she elf and this was upsetting her. "Dernen! Did you not hear me? As the oldest you should make sure your brother eats."
"I am not Dernen!, this is not Lothen! They are dead, now let us go!" Legolas screamed.
Ataria reeled back as if in shock, but when she spoke it was calm, almost scary. "Just because your father is gone does not mean you can speak to me this way. I expect this food to be eaten when I return or you will both spend the night in the cellar as punishment." and with that she left; the two boys staring in horror as she closed and locked the door behind her.
Legolas was furious. To be held captive, against his will, to be called by her dead son's names. It was all too much and he pounded the table beside him and sent food flying to the floor. He looked at Estel and his heart broke. Estel sat shivering even in the warm room, his eyes round with fright, and the tears still on his cheeks. He would try to keep him safe until they could figure out a way to get out of here. He was worried for even though he was an elf and could go without eating Estel was not.
"Estel are you hungry?"
Estel shook his head no and then spoke. "Legolas I think I am going to be sick" and he leaned over and retched beside the bed.
Legolas knew it was only nerves that had made him sick, but he still felt bad as he stared at the food on the floor. Just as he was about to get the apple off the floor the door opened.
Ataria came into the room and as she saw the mess on the floor her face began to twitch. "Who did this! Wasting good food like this. Fine you can both spend the night in the cellar."
"NO!" came the cry from Estel at the thought of being locked in the dark.
"Well then Lothen tell Amme why is the food there then. Lothen tell your Amme why!" she said shaking the boy.
"My mother is dead, and you are not her, Leave me alone!"
Ataria's face turned red with anger "How dare you say such things Lothen. I gave you life. I am trying to raise two sons on my own and you disrespect me like this. To the cellar with you both then." She grabbed both of them by the arm and started dragging them to the door.
Legolas tried to get free from her grasp with his other hand, but she had a firm grip. Estel's legs no longer seemed to be working, as Ataria was now dragging him as he screamed.
She pinned Estel to the wall and opened the door to the cellar and pushed him in. Next came Legolas who tried to get free before the door closed to no avail. A chill ran down his spine as Estel found his voice again and began to yell. "You are not my Amme, she is dead. Ada, Ada please.... where are you?"
Ataria went and sat down in the boy's room and began to clean the mess. She began to mutter to herself about the rudeness of elflings; and how her sons used to be sweet. "They will come around. It is only because they were gone for so long." She smiled with her resolution and finished cleaning. She ignored the muffled sobs coming from the cellar, and even the random scream.
Legolas I am frigtened. I have never been alone in the dark before."
"Silly adain you are not alone I am here."
Estel huddled closer to Legolas and laid his head on his shoulder. "Will we really get out of here Legolas. Will Ada really come. I miss him alot."
"We will get out Estel I promise you this." Legolas said yet he could not even fathom a way to accomplish it. He knew that Ataria was not likely to just let them walk out so he knew they would have to try to escape.
until next time!
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: All reviews are welcome all flames will be given to my dog a minion of Sauron it seems.
Now on to all of you GREAT reviewers!
Pippin's Love: Thanks and Hmmm Elrond you shall see
Elven Kitten: LMAO! you have lost it
Vicki Turner: thank you and here is another for you!
Orlandolover32: yes Thranduil should be upset and yes she is quite insane. LOL
Estelle1: LMAO! at you and gimmme
Lalaithofthebruinen: Yes it will be sadder I guarantee.
IrishQT: I can't tell that but they will be very unhappy. and yeah Elrond believed her mwhahaahha
Deana: the window you say LMAO!
Riva van Dyk: YEs she should be punished read on and you will see sooner or later.
Catmint: Yes it is dark and thanks for the info. and it shall get alot darker
Ymmas Sirron: I shall not tell you if and how he finds out. and yes poor Estel dear god poor both of them.
Kaorethein: Yes EVIL rocks!
Hiei-Rulez: I am afraid she did and will again
Beling: I think I answered your questions in e-mail but yeah Elrond could not hear them. and thanks!
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 6
All day and into the night the elves rode looking for anyone who knew where Estel and Legolas were. Elrond seemed to grow sadder with each reply of no. He did not know who had taken him if anyone or where he was. He cringed at the thought of Thranduil had to be at this moment in Imaldris waiting for him. With a heavy sigh he called to Glorfindel. "We should turn back the King of Mirkwood will be there and will want answers."
"Aye but you go back, I will continue to search for awhile longer. Do not give up hope. They will be found."
Elrond shook his head and reined his horse in to take the trip back home. He did not even remember the ride home; or notice his surroundings until he saw Thranduil standing on the steps of his home. He jumped from his horse and rushed to explain the best way he could. He was thrown off guard as Thranduil did not look angry, but instead quite sad.
"I know Erestor has informed me." he held up his hand before Elrond could speak. "I also know you would never provide anything but the best of care for my son; so therefore I can only assume something or someone treacherous is to blame and not you."
"Thank you for I am at a loss as to where they could be. We have searched for miles and some search still."
"Do not worry yet; Legolas is a fighter, he will let no harm come to them"
Minutes seemed like hours as the two fathers paced the study floor. Elrond would go and look out of the window, only to go back to pacing; when the thoughts in his mind became too much. Tea and food had been brought to them, but it remained untouched on the table, growing cold just like the night air.
Elrond once again stood on the balcony, looking out over Imladris, and he was soon joined by Thranduil as the sound of horses approaching came. Both scanned the yard for a glimpse of their sons, but lone riders entered the yard. A few minutes later Glorfindel came into the study. He looked tired and his clothes were dirty. Elrond and Thranduil looked up hoping to hear he had found at least some trace of where Estel and Legolas were. They were caught by surprise as the mighty balrog slayer's eyes filled with tears as he came up to Thranduil.
"We found no trail or sign of their whereabouts, but we did find this as we rode back through the gate." Glorfindel then placed Legolas' golden arrow he had won in Thranduil's hand. Thranduil stared down at the arrow as questions entered his mind.
Elrond turned to him and explained "Legolas won that in the archery contest. He was so happy saying he couldn't wait to show you that he was the best. He would not have idly dropped it."
Thranduil closed his hand over the arrow; for it meant so much more to him now. "We will set out again in the morning and all of Imladris will help in the search."
"Indeed my old friend. Come let us try to rest before morning."
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Estel and Legolas had finally ventured out from the closet and huddled on the bed. Estel still sniffling the tears away as Legolas tried to ease his mind. "Do not worry, they will find us, and then we will be back home again."
"I want my Ada. Can we not escape Legolas? Can't we try?"
"I will think of something mellon nin" Legolas said even though he had no idea how. It seemed the only way in or out was the door or the window; and the window had been sealed shut.
Ataria had entered the room once more this time bringing more food. As she placed it on the table she noticed the other tray had been untouched. She reached out her hand and stroked Estel's hair and he whimpered and moved away. "I know elflings do not need that much food, but you do need to eat."
Neither one paid any attention to the she elf and this was upsetting her. "Dernen! Did you not hear me? As the oldest you should make sure your brother eats."
"I am not Dernen!, this is not Lothen! They are dead, now let us go!" Legolas screamed.
Ataria reeled back as if in shock, but when she spoke it was calm, almost scary. "Just because your father is gone does not mean you can speak to me this way. I expect this food to be eaten when I return or you will both spend the night in the cellar as punishment." and with that she left; the two boys staring in horror as she closed and locked the door behind her.
Legolas was furious. To be held captive, against his will, to be called by her dead son's names. It was all too much and he pounded the table beside him and sent food flying to the floor. He looked at Estel and his heart broke. Estel sat shivering even in the warm room, his eyes round with fright, and the tears still on his cheeks. He would try to keep him safe until they could figure out a way to get out of here. He was worried for even though he was an elf and could go without eating Estel was not.
"Estel are you hungry?"
Estel shook his head no and then spoke. "Legolas I think I am going to be sick" and he leaned over and retched beside the bed.
Legolas knew it was only nerves that had made him sick, but he still felt bad as he stared at the food on the floor. Just as he was about to get the apple off the floor the door opened.
Ataria came into the room and as she saw the mess on the floor her face began to twitch. "Who did this! Wasting good food like this. Fine you can both spend the night in the cellar."
"NO!" came the cry from Estel at the thought of being locked in the dark.
"Well then Lothen tell Amme why is the food there then. Lothen tell your Amme why!" she said shaking the boy.
"My mother is dead, and you are not her, Leave me alone!"
Ataria's face turned red with anger "How dare you say such things Lothen. I gave you life. I am trying to raise two sons on my own and you disrespect me like this. To the cellar with you both then." She grabbed both of them by the arm and started dragging them to the door.
Legolas tried to get free from her grasp with his other hand, but she had a firm grip. Estel's legs no longer seemed to be working, as Ataria was now dragging him as he screamed.
She pinned Estel to the wall and opened the door to the cellar and pushed him in. Next came Legolas who tried to get free before the door closed to no avail. A chill ran down his spine as Estel found his voice again and began to yell. "You are not my Amme, she is dead. Ada, Ada please.... where are you?"
Ataria went and sat down in the boy's room and began to clean the mess. She began to mutter to herself about the rudeness of elflings; and how her sons used to be sweet. "They will come around. It is only because they were gone for so long." She smiled with her resolution and finished cleaning. She ignored the muffled sobs coming from the cellar, and even the random scream.
Legolas I am frigtened. I have never been alone in the dark before."
"Silly adain you are not alone I am here."
Estel huddled closer to Legolas and laid his head on his shoulder. "Will we really get out of here Legolas. Will Ada really come. I miss him alot."
"We will get out Estel I promise you this." Legolas said yet he could not even fathom a way to accomplish it. He knew that Ataria was not likely to just let them walk out so he knew they would have to try to escape.
until next time!