Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: any reviews will be welcome. flames will be used to keep me warm!
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Hiei-Rulez: Elrohir does kick ass! He will have a few more things to say before it is over!
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Estelle1: Your leggy pain !
leggylover4ever: doubtful, so doubtful but you never know
Evanescent Dawn: yes kill the elf, the whole group wishes to kill him, myself included
Aranna Undomiel: Your torture awaits you!
Riva van Dyk: He just will not learn to watch his mouth, could be his downfall
HarryEstel: LMAO! that is not late I head off usually around dawn, WILL he learn hmmmm maybe
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Chapter 7
As Legolas lifted his head he knew straight away that is was a grave mistake. The pounding was relentless, his perfect vision was hindered from the blood dried to his face. He had not felt this bad since the spider attack. He however did not worry for himself, he worried for Estel. Taking in a deep breath he pulled his head to look about the room and saw what he wondered about. There in not one, but two sets of chains was Estel, his head hanging limply down.
"Estel, mellon nin can you hear me? Estel" he pleaded wanting him to answer so that he knew he lived still. The silence he got in return was deafening. "Estel Elrondion, do not think you are going to leave me here to fend off these orcs alone! I will not stand for it, open your eyes you filthy human."
Estel heard his friend and groaning spoke without lifting his head. "Shut up you prissy elf, my head is killing me, and your ramblings are not helping matters." Estel tried to move to adjust himself better from where he stood, but only succeeded in pulling on his already broken arm. He let out a tremendous scream that echoed off the bare walls of the room.
"Estel what pains you so? What have they done to you?" Legolas said pulling his own chain wanting to get to his friend to give him some comfort. He had passed out before Estel had broken free and killed the orc. He had not seen Estel break his own arm to save him from the orc's wrath.
"It is nothing, tis merely my arm. Somewhere the healers of Imladris are probably smiting me. Too many times have I escaped their clutches only to return worse off than when I left. It is nothing, do not worry Legolas. I will live."
Legolas was about to snort and reply that it was far from nothing when the door creaked open and a single orc walked into the room. Legolas' eyes burned with hatred for the foul beast as it went over to him and released his chains from the wall. "Do not think of escaping elf. I have come to take you to master for he wishes to find out who you are, and why you travel with a human."
Legolas fought down the bile that was in his throat. "I will tell him nothing. He can not bend me to do his bidding."
"You will see young elf, master will have what he wants, one way or the other."
Legolas was led down a long dark hall and up a flight of stairs tripping over the chains which still bound him. At the end of the corridor was a door and he was uncermonialy thrown into the room. Standing to glare at the orc he noticed no one was there, but yet a sense of dread filled the air. Legolas yelled out. "Whoever you are come out and face me, or do you often hide in the shadow like a coward and let others do your dirty work." What he saw come from the shadows took his breath away. From the shadows stepped something he had only heard about in tales from his father and others. There stood none other than Sauron, and the sight of him sent Legolas to his knees.
Estel could hear the screams, even from where he was and he fought hard against the chains that bound him. The absolute terror in Legolas' voice was frightening. He fought and yet he could do nothing. His frustration mounted as he wished to save him from whatever had hurt him so. He did not have to wait long as the door swung back open, and Legolas walked in staring blankly. Estel saw him being led to the wall and letting the orc chain him again to it.
"What have you done to him!" he yelled, slipping into elvish as he spoke. "Legolas it is me speak to me, tell me what they have done."
"He will not speak to you, or anyone for that matter for awhile." the orc snickered. "It seems something scared him into a catatonic state. Now come the master wishes a word with you as the elf would reveal nothing." Estel was released just as Legolas had been and led down the same hallway. As he stepped into the door he was not alone. There standing taller than he had ever seen anyone was Sauron. He had seen pictures in story books, but never thought he would have to lay eyes on him.
"Yes, here we have the human, the one who rides with an elf. Now tell me your name and we can skip the torture."
Estel could not speak for something cold was filling his insides and filling him with the worst feeling ever. He felt as if all the happy things in his life were being slowly removed, and it left him with nothing but an empty space.
Estel could not answer for his breath seemed to leave him. He was left gasping and staring open mouthed at the vile thing in front of him. Fianlly finding his words he spoke "What did you do to my friend? I will tell you nothing, I will not betray his trust or his identity."
Sauron seemed to take in Estel's manner and laughed. "You think you can defeat me child? I have killed armies of men like you with no more than a flick of my wrist. You are nothing to me and yet there is something about you."
Estel shivered under the intense stare of Sauron. His insides wanted to expel all food in him. He was sweating even though the room was chilly. "I will tell you nothing! What do you want with a mere man as myself."
Sauron soon made him regret his rash words. Estel fell to his knees in front of him his whole body twisting from some unknown source. It felt like someone was ripping his insides out. Screaming filled the air as he felt a hand placed upon his forehead. The hand drew back finally and the pain stopped.
"I do not know if you are that ignorant, or if you are simply trying to hide the truth from me. It is no matter as I will know."
"What could you possibly want to know from me?" Estel squeaked
"Who are you, why do you travel with an elf. How is it that a human comes to wear elvish clothing and speak elvish and yet is no elf. Who are you?" Sauron said losing his patience finally.
Estel cringed back as the wave of nausea hit him. His whole inside surged forward as if someone were pulling his guts out through his navel. The intense pain rendered him not only speechless, but also unconscious. He was dragged back into the room by the orc and rechained to the wall. Now he hung limply there as the orc looked at him. "Useless humans, what master wants from you I will never know, but you can believe he shall have what he wants, even if death is to be your outcome. I for one hope that is the case and I get to do the honors." With this the orc left the elf and human alone in the room.
