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Chapter 5: Turrock

Aragorn adjusted the saddle on his horse. They were on their way to Mirkwood; Legolas's home. Aragorn wondered what Thranduil's reaction would be. He would probably yell and ask when did this happen and so on. He hopped back on his horse.

Mirkwood was approaching.

The new slave was dressed all in black. He wore a black tunic, a belt made of black cloth, a black bandana and black leggings. All black and no shoes. The clothes made his face look pale. His long, blonde hair was tied in a pony tail, at his back, with an old rope. His head was bowed; as he knelt before his new master. "Now slave, you don't remember much do you?" asked his master. "No. I remember nothing my lord." said the slave.

"What about your name?"

"I wasn't aware I had a name." said the slave quietly. "Hmmm. I'll give you a new name. Now, what should I call you?" The man pondered this thought for awhile.

"Are we there yet?" asked Elladan. "NO! For the tenth time!" exclaimed Glorfindel. Aragorn grinned. It was always fun to annoy Glorfindel. He remembered that just three months ago, he, his brothers and Legolas, had painted Glorfindel's face blue and put flower's in his hair. Needless to say; they were in big trouble that evening. Elladan decided to annoy his father. "Adar? Are we there now?" he said. "Yes, actually, we are." said Elrond. Elladan widened his eyes. He'd hoped his father would get angry. But, there it was. Mirkwood. A tall gate was towering above them. They approached the guards. As soon as the guards saw them, they allowed them in. They glanced warily at the twins. They, even in Mirkwood, were known for their antics. The twins grinned evilly at the guards as they passed them by. When they entered the throne room, they found the king pacing. Back and forth. Back and forth. He looked up and saw them watching him. "Elrond! My old friend! What are you doing here!" asked Thranduil. He desperately hoped they had found his son. "Sit down, Thranduil." said Elrond. For the next half hour, Elrond told the king what had happened and where they thought Legolas might be. "What!" yelled the king, "When did this happen!"

"At least a month ago." said Elrond. "You're saying, he might be at that...that FREAK'S! place?" said Thranduil. "I'm not saying he is; but it's a posibility." said Elrond. "If I find out that he's done something to my son, I'll...I'LL" He didn't finish his threat and put his head in his hands. "We'll find him," reassured Aragorn, "We'll find him."

After some careful consideration, Thranduil decided that they should head to the black tower and launch an attack or something of the sort. "An attack? Are you sure?" asked Elrohir. "Well, not a real one. At least not until we get Legolas out; if he's there." said Thranduil, as he shivered at the thought. They got ready. No matter what Elrond said, he couldn't get Elladan to stay at the palace. He wanted to kick some sorcerer's arse for what he'd done to his friend. "How long will it take to get there?" asked Elrohir. "Hmm. About a day." said Gandalf. "Is everyone one ready?" asked Thranduil, to his army (It was only a small army really). Everyone set off. They rode through dark forests and gruesome swamps. Eventually, when it was dark, they stopped. "The horses needed a rest; they've been walking all day. "We'll rest here tonight." Thranduil ordered. Aragorn lay on the ground. If that sorcerer had done something to his friend, he'd kill him! Legolas had done nothing to deserve this. He just hoped that they were wrong and that his friend wasn't at the black tower. He drifted off to sleep.

"Master" grunted an orc, "Some elves are approaching the tower." "How long till they get here?" asked Kaltor. "They'll be here t'morrow, master." said the orc. The orc left. Lord Kaltor smiled. So, they were trying to rescue the prince. Good luck.

When Aragorn opened his eyes next; he was blinded! He covered his eyes with his arm as he sat up. "What time is it?" he asked, groggily. "About seven forty." said Elladan. "We are about to leave." said Elrohir. He was telling the truth; they were. Estel got onto his horse and waited. The company continued their journey to the tower. As the hours passed them by, Aragorn noticed a small black spire up ahead. He wasn't the only one. "We're approaching the tower!" yelled someone at the front. It was big, but small compared to, say, the tower of Isenguard. It was all black. They dismounted and fetched their weapons. "Adar, is Legolas in there?" asked Elrohir. "I hope not." said the elf lord. There were murmers of agreement. A small door nearby opened. It was an orc. Bows were raised, but the orc didn't flinch. "My master's been expecting you. Only the king, the elf lord of Riv'ndell and the prince's friends, may enter."said the orc. "Very well." said Thranduil and they followed the orc inside. It was very dark inside the tower. And it stank. Aragorn wrinkled his nose. There was a throne room up ahead, with a man sitting on the throne. He stood up, and welcomed them. "Welcome, it's so nice to see you all.' he said. They glared at him. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?" he asked with a grin. "Where's my son!" demended Thranduil. "Your son? Oh, yes. Legolas, isn't it?" He didn't wait for an answer, "We'll, he joined our lovely family here. Didn't he Tugrat?" The orc nodded, grinning. "Why don't you fetch Turrock?" said Kaltor. The orc bowed and left the room. "Who's Turrock?" asked Elrohir. "Never you mind. Now, what do you want to know about the prince of Mirkwood?" asked the man. "Where is he and what have you done to him!" yelled Thranduil. "Nothing! I'm shocked and appalled. The prince came here out of his own free will. Oh, here's Tur now" said Kaltor, grinning evilly. They all turned as Tugrat brought someone to Kaltor. "Here he is master." said Tugrat. The figure, all in black, knelt and bowed with his head touching the floor. "Arise Turrock. Let our honored guests see your face." Turrock turned to face the 'honored guests'. It was Legolas.

Short chapter. Let me guess. You all saw that one coming? Oh, well, there'll be more surprises in store, so don't worry. Review