A/N I was hoping that this would please my flam...I mean reviewers. It is longer! 'Thinking'

"talking". ONTO THE STORY!

Chap.4

It seemed that every time the door opened a different Orc came to our cell and took one of us away. And every time it was a new room that glistened with blood, even in the faint light. The entire fortress smelled of blood, pain...death. All of the walls dripped with blood and most of the small windows splattered with it. 'How many people have died here? Will it ever stop?'

There was always a noise even into the night. Someone screaming, an Orc cackling, even mine and Legolas' desperate moans. We had no idea how long we had been there, but we had been beaten so many agonizing times.

Rest was next to impossible. No matter how many times we tried, a noise or our own worries about ourselves and the others. We were afraid that they were taken or killed. We were afraid for Sam and Bellion were still alive. We were afraid that at any minute, we would be taken out but we would never return. We were alone.

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I landed with a quiet yelp. 'Not again! They never let up!' The cell was large and glinted with weapons fresh with blood. It screamed death. My hands felt slimy. I looked and saw they were covered with someone's precious life liquid. The door creaked open and an Orc threw another person to the floor, Legolas. His face twisted in pain and his breathing was heavy and uneven.

"Two Elves, both from Mirkwood. Legolas Thranduilion, Prince of Greenwood the Great. And Meril Cylleruion. Am I correct?" a smooth voice said from the darkness. I could hardly lift my head and Legolas couldn't breathe. We had been beaten for countless hours and then hung on chains. We were expected to speak like nothing happened? "Answer worthless scum!" he said harshly. He was coming towards us. He was going to hurt us.

"Please...don't hurt us...anymore..." Legolas begged weakly and hoarsely.

"One of them can talk," he stated under his breath," now tell me, where is the Ring? I know you can tell me for you know who has it."

"We may...know who...who has it..but where it is...remains a mystery..." I forced myself to say.

"Oh so you can talk, too? Perfect. Now..." Before he finished his sentence, the door squeaked and an Orc interrupted.

"My lord, we have new ones. Two are halflings."

'Oh no! They've been caught!'I thought. "Sir, let us got to them...we will tellyou if it is truly them...we can make them give up the Ring."

He stopped to think, "I am usually not this merciful, but I will let you go to the halflings. Since you have been of slight use to me, you will have your freedom." he paused "It is a terrible shame to lose such fine Elves to give to Lord Dagoveren." He walked over to the creature at the door, "Escort them down to the halflings. They will identify them Afterwards, you will blidfold them and walk them to the middle of the fields, from there you will return." The thing left but returned with two more Orcs to transport us down to the Hobbits. We were almost free.

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxA/N I said they would get longer and they have! I think...I want to say thank you to my reviewers...most of them. Thank you Maricela for making up such an evil name. I just ran through my packet and figured out what it means. In my little twisted world(and apparently Maricela's and my Elvish packet) it means "kill day." Thanks again to my reviewers. I'm sorry it took so long to update, but I rewrote the whole forth chapter. It will take a long time to update again because I still have to write the 5th chapter...For some info, you learn why Leggy( Sorry! Had to shorten it) went down and who Dagoveren is. Thanks for stickin' with me!

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