A/N: I know I haven't updated in a long time, but I finally reread the story that I completely forgot about and now I want to write more. Well, here are the last people that reviewed…

Ymmas Sirron: Well, I didn't hurry, but I am updating now.

Pip4: I love your suggestion. Sorry about the long wait though.

Wolf Maid: No, I haven't changes anything about the outline. You'll have to read on to find out.

ChibiYugiYasha: I'm glad you like the story!

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Well, once again, I'm so sorry for the long delay. Anyways, here is the next long awaited chapter.

Chapter 6:

Legolas stood in the middle of a cold, dark room. He couldn't even see his hand in front of his face. He was cold, which is odd because elves don't get cold. As he shivered, he began walking, trying to find a way out.

It seemed like he had been walking forever. Where was he? How did he get there? Did hid father and friends abandon him? All he knew was that he was alone, and couldn't get out.

Then, he saw a faint outline of a figure. It looked like someone he knew.

"Aragorn! Aragorn! Over here!" Legolas called out, but the figure didn't move. Legolas looked at it in confusion. 'Why isn't he answering me?' Legolas thought. He was even more confused when the figure he thought was Aragorn began to walk away.

Legolas wouldn't let him leave, so he began to go after him. When he got up next to 'Aragorn', he put a hand on the shoulder of his long-time friend.

"Aragorn, why are you ignoring me?" Legolas asked, trying to get a look at his friend's face.

Aragorn slowly turned towards Legolas to reveal a face that nearly knocked Legolas off balance. In front of the elf was the man he had always know, but had the look of pure hatred across his face.

"Why did you do it?" Aragorn asked with a low voice that held so much pain and anger in it that it chilled Legolas to the bone. He could not seem to comprehend what his friend was saying to him.

"What do you mean, Aragorn? I have done nothing to deserve such treatment!" Legolas couldn't help the pain in his heart to be yelling at his friend, but he was making absolutely no sense to him.

Aragorn walked over to Legolas and stared at him intensely, as if peering into his soul, trying to figure something out. Then he looked into the dark blue eyes of the frightened elf in front of him. His voice dripped with so much venom, his words poisoned Legolas as he spoke.

"Why did you kill Arwen? Why? She has never done anything to you. The least you could've done is kill me as well." His voice went from a low whisper to a yell. "Why did you kill all of them? Why?! Elledan! Elrohir! Elrond! All of them!"

Legolas looked at Aragorn even more confused. He didn't recall killing anyone.

Aragorn's voice became filled with so much hurt and anguish that Legolas had to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

"I trusted you Legolas. I trusted you, and you have just done something that I don't think I can ever forgive you for. And now, you have to pay for what you did. You won't die by your hand, or any one else's. Let's see how you wonder the world with the feeling of guilt in your gut. With a feeling that you haven't felt your whole life."

Legolas stared at Aragorn with widened eyes.

"You will be… alone." Aragorn took out his sword and looked at Legolas with not one bit of remorse in his eyes. He brought the sword down on himself.

"No!" Legolas yelled as he ran towards his friend, but he didn't seem to move from the spot that he stood in and watched his friend tell him things that hurt him so much.

Laughter rang through the elf's ears, laughter that he recognized. But he couldn't put a name on it. Legolas tried as hard as he could to get to his friend, when dark words were muttered from the ranger's lips. Words that Legolas didn't know that Aragorn even knew.

The words hit Legolas with a great force. The words sank into him with such force, that he began to scream, twist and turn, do anything to stop the pain that he felt the words did to him.

"Legolas! Legolas!" A voice filled with urgency came louder than that of the words that still muttered from Aragorn's lips.

Elladan, Elrohir, Aragorn, and Thranduil looked on in horror as Legolas twist and turned in his bed. They tried desperately to get their friend and son to wake, but nothing seemed to work.

"Legolas! Legolas!" Thranduil shook his son.

Legolas shot up from his bed and look around with horror filled eyes.

"Where's Aragorn?" Legolas asked.

A/N: OMG! I am sooooooooo sorry that I took so long, but thanks to a person named washow for finally telling me to continue with the story, I am continuing. Hope you enjoyed. Smiles