Chapter3
Struggling awake, I found that I was still trapped in the cell. Legolas was fitfully resting. We were both chained to the wall. His hair was matted to his face and his tunic hung in shreds off of his chest. I could see still tender whip marks all over his slender body. The wooden door creaked in its hinges. The orange light flooded into the chamber and stung my eyes. I looked up to see an Orc standing in the doorway. He clicked a key into the locks holding me to the wall. I fell with a thud. It grabbed me by my hair and pulled me onto my trembling legs. It lead me to a new, darker place...well, least he tried to.
After an abusive walk through the twisting corridors, we arrived at the new cell. I saw a man, clothed all in black, inside. The Orc left and shut the door, cackling. The man held a whip in his hands. It wasn't until it ripped off one of my sleeves did I notice that it had twigs tied to its frayed ends. He said something in a dark language, waited, and cracked the whip. It hit me across the face. He said the evil words again, but I still did nothing. This time it hit me across the chest. He repeated the same dark words and flicked the whip. A pain exploded in my stomach as it hit. I was in so much pain that I fell to the ground, my head hitting the wall...
A/N Yeah! A long chapter!
HpRoKs-Hi Maricela! Glad you like the story!
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SeriouslyWrong- Yes! I'm not going to be killed!...yet.
A/N2 This is dedicated to my reviewers 'cuz the chapter is actually long!