Title: Stand or Fall

Summary: See chapter one

Disclaimer: See chapter one

A/N: NO beta so forgive. All reviews welcome all flames will be used to keep me warm.

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Chapter 7

As the sun filtered behind the trees the three elven lords stopped for the night. They dismounted and started to set up camp. Celeborn could see their hearts were not in the task. He struggled with himself on whether he should tell them of Galadriel's vision. It would only serve to make them worry more. He sighed deeply and walked over to the fire where the other two sat in complete silence.

"Come eat something." he said breaking off two pieces of lembas handing each one.

"I am not hungry, but thank you." Elrond spoke Thranduil also shook off the idea of food.

"I can not eat knowing my son is out there and possibly hurt too." Each word Thranduil spoke made his voice louder and louder. Elrond shook his head at the statement.

"Well, at least try to get some sleep. I will take the first watch." Celeborn said knowing he would get no sleep the words of his wife's vision still haunted his thoughts.

Elrond shuffled around trying to get comfortable. He tossed and turned and next to him Thranduil did the same. Celeborn watched the two and his heart went out to them, but he silently had to bear the burden of knowing the truth. He would avenge his grandsons and the prince if even one hair was harmed.

Elrond began to mumble in his sleep. "Elrohir Noooooooooo! he woke with a sudden start; sweat drenching his tunic making it cling to him. As he tried to shake the thought from his mind he saw two pairs of eyes look at him. He tried to shake it off, but he knew deep down in the very crevice of his soul his sons were hurt and he had to get to them.

Thranduil laid back down. He wished he had the foresight of Galadriel or Elrond right now. All he had was a sense of foreboding that did not sit well with him at all.

"Since neither of you will heed my advice and try to get some sleep, come, let us regale each other with stories." Elrond and Thranduil looked at each other they knew Celeborn was trying to help, but their hearts were not in it.

"Very well, I will begin," Celeborn said. "I believe there was an incident with some ones twins thinking Galadriel's mirror could be used as a bird bath."

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Elladan feared for his brother and Legolas. They had not spoken or stirred in hours. Legolas hung limply from the man's arms. As a soft breeze blew the hair from his face, Elladan saw a look of fear mixed with pain frozen on the usually pristine features.

Elladan then called out to Estel. "Estel, gwador nin, please answer me." Yet, Estel's form made no movement. Just as he was about to call out again he noticed the men had stopped. He adjusted his eyes and saw a cave just ahead, blocked by a boulder. Renmiel raised her arms and chanted and the boulder moved as if light as a feather. Elladan was dumbstruck. He had never seen anything like that unless by a wizard or his father once when he was small.

"What are you!" he yelled.

Renmiel turned around and glared at him.

"That is a very good question, and since you will not live to repeat the answer, I shall tell you. I was and still am an elf, but since my race lost all senses and joined men in the Last Alliance I have practiced with every wizard and witch I could seek out to avenge my family. The family of Elrond will not go without its losses. I shall have retribution for his past sins."

"My father is a good leader! He is fair and just, and he is not the reason your family died!"

Elladan's malice for this so called elf had reached it's boiling point.

"Nevertheless, your father shall find each of his sons dead as I found mine. Their bodies mangled, their faces forever held in a gaze of pain. The prince here wishes to join you then he shall follow you in your fate."

Renmiel then turned away from Elladan and ordered the men to take them into the cave. Elladan looked up to the star Earendil and begged someone, anyone to find them before it was too late.

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