April: Hey everyone! I don't know if this will be up before I go on vacation or not because fanfiction.net is acting all weird. If your reading this before July 16th I got it up, if not I'm sorry but it wouldn't go up because the site is all messed up.

Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR

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Chapter 7: Found

Elladan slowly opened his eyes. Why had his eyes been closed? Memories flooded back to him and he slowly sat up, barley surpassing a groan as he did so. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. Where's Elrohir?

Elrohir was just behind him, and Elladan quickly turned around and saw the blood stained "bandage" around his leg. Quickly unwrapping it, a gasp was heard when he saw how deep the gash was. Elladan pushed the cloth against the wound and applied pressure to try and slow the blood flow.

He looked up and knew he had to get Elrohir up. They needed to find Estel and Legolas.

As Elladan moved his arm toward his brother a red-hot pain exploded at his shoulder. He cried out and felt himself fall back to the earth and let another groan escape his lips. At the sound his brother stirred and began to open his eyes. When he saw Elladan he immediately moved toward him, ignoring his leg.

"Elladan! How are you feeling ion nin?"

"I'm fine," he said as he tried to sit up again.

"No you're not," Elrohir said, shaking his head. "Don't move too much, you could injure yourself further."

Elladan protested and stood up. "No, I can walk okay. We must find Legolas and Estel," he said quickly, looking around him. Who knew how much trouble the two could be in?

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Estel rushed up to Legolas and turned him over, searching his body for wounds. It didn't take long to spot the one he had seen earlier on his arm. The elf was radiating heat and was very pale. Despite the fact that he felt so hot, the elf was shivering. Estel examined the wound and figured out what was wrong. "Poison."

Estel carefully picked up Legolas and started carrying him, looking for some kind of shelter. He knew he'd have to get him back to Rivendell, but right now he had to tend to the wound. He couldn't do that right now, when there were Orcs roaming around.

After walking for a while, he started noticing the pain in his arm again, as well as his head. He tried to ignore both and focus on getting Legolas to safety.

In the distance he saw something that looked like a cave. He made his way toward it, wanting to get there as soon as possible and tend to Legolas. When he reached the entrance of the cave he set his precious bundle down and went in the cave to inspect it. There was nothing living in the cave thankfully. Estel quickly went back to Legolas and carried him into the cave.

He gently set him down on the cave floor and left, coming back a few minutes later with firewood. He quickly set to work and started a fire, glancing over at Legolas quickly. He set to work, hoping he would be able to help Legolas.

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Legolas opened his eyes. He regretted it as everything spun. He
quickly closed his eyes and moaned in pain.

Estel was by his side in a second. "Legolas! You're awake!"

Again, Legolas opened his eyes, the spinning not so bad anymore. He
looked up at Estel's eyes and realized he was under a blanket. A fire
was crackling merrily and a pot was over it, boiling some herbs.
"Where am I?"

"Cave. I found you collapsed. It took awhile but I got you here
alright."

The conversation ended as a figure appeared at the caves entrance.

Estel grabbed his sword and stood in front of Legolas, ignoring the pounding in his head from where the Orc had hit him, and trying to ignore the small gash on his arm from the collapsing of the cave. He stared at whoever was in the entrance, and soon someone else appeared too, almost falling but leaning against the cave wall to stay balanced.

"Thank you for greeting us," he heard a voice say.

"Elladan, Elrohir!" Estel said, his eyes widening. He sheathed his sword and made his way to his brothers. "You are injured," he said, looking at them.

"We all our," Elrohir said, looking at his little brother. He tried to stand straight but ended up leaning on Elladan's uninjured shoulder. The two made their way into the cave slowly. Elrohir eased himself to the ground by Legolas. "What happened mellon nin?" he asked, looking at his friend.

"Poison," Legolas stated simply.

Elladan and Estel joined them and soon all were talking as Estel rewrapped Legolas's bandages.

After a while they all knew they would have to leave. Legolas's Elven pride kept him from being carried, so he stood on his own, quickly falling and being caught by Estel. They agreed he would lean on him. Elrohir put his weight on Elladan, avoiding his uninjured shoulder. Soon they were out in the dark forest, hoping to reach Rivendell by dawn, as they were very near it.

The trees bent in on them, whispering of dangers in the forest and how they needed to find somewhere to hide. They had nowhere to go though, and Legolas was stumbling more and more often as they walked. The poison was really taking hold of him, and small beads of sweat were running down him as he tried to continue walking.

Suddenly Elladan stopped walking, causing his brother to nearly fall.

"What is it?" Estel asked, looking up at Elladan.

"Wargs," he said, trying to move faster. "They are coming this way. Can't be sure how many, but there are a lot, at least for the way we look. Very close, less then half a mile."

The four companions tried to move quicker, but not quickly enough. Five wargs came bursting out of the bushes behind them, running toward them at full speed. Two went at the twins while three went toward Estel and Legolas.

Elrohir leaned against a tree, his brother next to him so he could help him if he needed it. Elladan quickly dug his sword deep into one of the wargs throats and twisted, killing it. Elladan had slashed another of the beasts and caused it to fall to the ground, barley moving. He stuck his sword in it and grimaced as blood came shooting out of the warg and drenching his hands.

Legolas had his full weight on the tree, knowing there was no way he was going to be able to fight. He watched, fingering one of his white knives carefully, in case a warg attacked him. He needed to be ready, though he wasn't sure how much good it would do.

Estel had quickly killed two wargs but saw something that made his heart stop. One of the Wargs was aimed straight for Legolas, teeth bared. Estel didn't have time to think; he just knew he couldn't let the warg get to Legolas. So he did the only thing he could think of.

He jumped in front of him.

The warg sunk its teeth deep into Estel's skin, tearing it like tearing chicken off the bones. Estel let out a cry of pain, it hurt, it all hurt so much. He had never experienced pain like this before. It felt like his very skin was being ripped off over and over...then suddenly it stopped. He looked up in time to see an arrow lodge itself deep into the warg's neck before falling. He felt two arms wrap around him to see Legolas almost falling over from trying to catch him before lowering him to the ground.

"It's ok Estel, your adar is here," he said soothingly, though his voice sounded strained. It didn't take long before Legolas went limp and fell to the ground next to Estel, the poison taking affect once more.

Estel looked at Legolas, wishing to help him, but already darkness was claiming him.

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April: I don't think this is the greatest chapter. I guess you could say I had a bit of writer's block, but I had to update today. I'm leaving tommorow for vacation and you wouldn't get any updates for a week otherwise! I'm not responding to reviews because I still have to pack. o.O Okay, please review!