Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: Okies I shall clear a few things up here. The fic is AU, as I put in chapter one. I do know Sauron is only an eye, and cannot take physical form, but hey it is an AU fic so within the realm of only this fic he does take human form. Hope this clears up at least one question. Now I shall go to all the awesome reviewers!
Catmint: Thanks, and yeah I know, I just made it that way in my fic.
someguy: Yes, I did read the books many times over, but again I state it is an AU fic and I made it that way. Seemed to be an interesting thing to do, and I do so love AU, even if I know the canon to the tee.
leggylover4ever: thanks, yes he should die shouldn't he
SivanShemesh: ty! Torture is good, and angst rules.
Elven Kitten: thanks, I do so love to be evil
Estelle1: your pain is coming lol.
Kirsten: You made my day, thanks! Glad to see someone enjoyed man of them.
Evanescent Dawn: YAY! another one who loves evilness! thanks! here is an update!
Angel of Imaldris: yeah, Even though Sauron is merely an eye, I figured wth.
Hiei-Rulez: LMAO!!!!!!!! here is your update!
HarryEstel: thanks! I love yours as well
Aranna Undomiel: snickers, yes sauron shall be EVIL before it is over.
Riva van Dyk: come out for the update!
Okay again sorry for taking eye Sauron and making him somewhat human form. I had to do it. The spawns of Melkor made me. It is not canon, but I do so love the AU thing. Hope it does not bother anyone to much. You are all awesome reviewers!
Chapter 8
Lanthian laid with his eyes open fully. He did not dare fall asleep, as Elrohir sat even now glaring at him in disgust. He knew should he close his eyes that he could be throttled in his sleep. He fought the urge to just close them for a minute time and time again, but it had been many days since he had slept and he was losing the fight. He slowly lost the battle as his eyes glazed over in sleep and Lanthian slipped into a dream.
Lanthian was dreaming of evil things. He was surrounded by orcs and he had called out for help. When he saw that none of the elves came to help him he began to wonder why. "Why do you not come to my call? Can you not see that I need some help? I cannot fight off all of them, they will kill me," he pleaded to the backs of the group of elves. The elves however did not turn around to help him. He saw the orcs coming closer and closer and lunged for his blade, and bow. Killing several of them he finally could make his way over to the elves. What he saw made him gasp there sat none other than Estel, and yet he only had a small cut on his arm. Here was the human taking up all of their time for some cut. Lanthian was enraged to say the least.
"You would sacrifice all for him!" he said pointing at Estel. "I would not waste my time on someone who is destined to die in no less than a century. He has twisted all your minds, if you have chosen him over one of your own." Lanthian said as the elves simply stared at him. None of them moved to help him as the orcs surged forward. He was alone in this fight, and this filled him with rage. Cutting the head of yet another orc he turned one last time.
"I shall kill the adan and rid us of his fraility" Lanthian said as he raised his sword. The dream was ended as Lanthian tried to gasp for breath. When he opened his eyes he saw not one of the twins, but his own king's hands wrapped around his neck. His eyes grew wide as Thranduil's face was stoic, as if his mission was to kill him where he laid. He wanted to cry out, but he thought no one would help him. He then out of the corner of his eye spotted Elladan. The Noldor elf moved to help him it seemed, but when he caught sight of Thranduil's eyes he stopped in his tracks.
Elrond heard what the elf had said and he lunged for him, but he was too slow as Thranduil beat him to it. Thranduil now sat atop Lanthian choking him. He saw the look in the elf's eyes but he also wanted to vindicate his son. "Thranduil let him up, you are going to kill him." he begged the elf king.
"He deserves not your pity Ada. He has shown his true manner, and it is only fitting that he die by his own king's hands." Elrohir said as he made no move to help the elf.
Elrond felt torn, in one hand he wanted to help Lanthian, and the other hand he wished for him to pay for his words.
Without giving it anymore thought he rushed over to Thranduil's side. "Let him live mellon. We are not the ones to take his life."
"He has left my son and possibly yours to die Elrond. You heard it from his own mouth that he wishes to take Estel's life. Can you honestly tell me now, not to rid us of him before he kills one of us in our sleep? He is a traitor and I should have thrown him in the dungeons to rot."
"He is", Elrond said prying Thranduil's fingers from Lanthian's neck. " I will help you on this I vow, but we need to focus. We need to find our sons."
Lanthian got up and ran back again to the stream, but this time the twins followed him. He stood at the bank and when he looked back he was met with cold eyes that said one thing "You will pay when this is all over, if not before."
"Can I have a moment alone please?"
"We will not be letting you out of our sight again traitor." Elrohir spat at him. Between you and us, I will finish what King Thranduil could not. Lanthian shuddered at the revelation. He only hoped they would find the other two and soon. He would rather face the dungeons, than the four elves that he shared company with now.
