The elf woke to unfamiliar surrounding area. He looked to see an elf smiling warmly to him.
"Elladan?" he spoke softly. "Lle na quel/are you well/"
He looked around not knowing what the elf was saying.
"Wh…what…where…" he stuttered in broken Westron.
"Elladan?" the voice spoke again.
"Elladan?" He echoed, "that my name?" a small nod, "Who are you? I remember nothing…"
He noticed emotions flicker across the elf's face at his words.
"Who are you?" he asked again.
"I am Elrond, lord of Imladris." He smiled sadly, "What was the last thing you remember?"
So he was the one who had the ring and…his thoughts trailed.
"Last night…Orcs…you…its hazy…" he trailed off.
Elrond nodded slowly.
"Who am I?" he asked softly again.
"You are Elladan; you have a twin brother…"
"Elladan," Elrohir burst into the room beaming. "Lle cuivana/you are awake/"
"Elrohir," Elrond said softly, "enyalso úqua/he remembers nothing/"
"Úqua/nothing/" the elf repeated watching his twin carefully.
"Lau/no/" Elrond shook his head.
Elrohir nodded slowly and forced himself to smile softly to his twin.
"How are you feeling?" he asked softly.
"Pain," Elladan murmured, thinking he should play the part to get their trust, "Confused…who are you?"
"I'm your brother…Elrohir," he forced a sad smile. "Don't worry Dan…we'll get you back to normal soon."
"But now he must rest," Elrond said softly.
The two nodded and Elrohir left the room.
"One of the healers should be near by if you need anything."
"Thank you," Elladan forced a smile…he could not wait to be out of here with that ring…but he knew he must be patient.
Estel was having a quiet walk in the gardens when Elrohir bounded up to him with more exuberance than he had seen in a long time.
"He is well?" the man asked.
"He's awake…but he remembers nothing…Ada said he would try to unlock his memories…when he feels ready…"he was quieter now, "But Ada thinks he has a good chance of being his normal self again."
Estel nodded silently, "It will be alright Ro," he hugged the elder tightly.
Elrohir smiled at his brother's reassurances, "I'm going to the library…want to come?"
"No," Estel declined the invitation, "I want to go and see Elladan for a while."
Elrohir nodded and walked back to the house with his brother then they parted.
Elladan was quietly thinking the best way to go about his mission when someone walked in.
"Hi Dan, how are you feeling?" the man asked.
"I'm fine…" he prompted for a name.
"Estel," the man supplied. "Do you swordfight?"
"I…I don't know…I have no memory of the past…"
"Not even that time you attacked the village? You do not remember destroying many innocent lives?"
He stiffened at that.
"I was there…you may not remember…I ran to fight you…you drove your sword through my shoulder."
"I have no idea what you are talking about." The elf sighed.
"Don't lie," Estel hissed, "You have an ulterior motive."
"What is it to you?"
"If you even think of harming my family or anyone else in this valley…I swear on the Valar you will not even resemble the elf you are."
"Duly noted," Elladan smiled innocently, this human was going to be trouble.
"Estel?" Elrond entered the room.
"It's alright Ada," the man forced a smile and left.
"How are you feeling?" he asked the younger elf
"Better," Elladan said softly, "Estel came in and started threatening me though…"
"He what?" Elrond frowned deeply.
"He threatened me…I…I…"
"What did he say?"
"He accused me of slaughtering people…he…he threatened to hurt me…" Elladan looked away, trying to act the part.
"It's alright," Elrond forced a small reassuring smile, "I will talk with him…I wouldn't let him hurt you son."
"I know," Elladan nodded, "Those rings," he frowned taking the right hand; one ring seemed to glow slightly. "The blue one…" he touched it lightly and the hand snatched away.
"Natural reaction," the elder elf said.
"Vilya," Elladan murmured, "there is something familiar about the name…" he knew revealing that he remembered what it was would make him suspicious.
Elrond did not comment either way, "I want to try and help you find your memories…if you want…"
"Yes," Elladan nodded genuinely interested.
"Only when you feel ready…I do not want to push anything…"
"No…I feel alright for it…"
"Very well," Elrond nodded, "Lie back, close your eyes, relax and let your mind wander."
Elladan nodded doing as instructed feeling one hand on his brow and another taking his hands together.
"Don't force anything to come forward…" the elf lord continued.
Elladan felt like he was drifting in a void…suddenly he was rushed with images…pain…too much pain… he cried out pulling away.
Breathlessly he opened his eyes and looked into Elrond's concerned gaze.
"It…it hurts…faces…pain…so much pain…" his voice was a mere whisper as genuine tears welled in his eyes.
"Shh," Elrond soothed, "just rest ion nîn…it will become easier in time…"
The elder elf passed a hand over the younger's eyes putting him into a deep sleep.