I was going 2 wait to post but the suspense was killing me!Chapter 11... well I guess being sick has its advantages! Here is the next chapter its short because i really couldn't add anymore...you'll understand once you have read it...hope you like it, and Thanks to all my reviewers! Enjoy!

Part 11-

A Lethal Rescue

The trio of Elves soon came upon the deserted camp where Aragorn and Legolas had been held captive. The fire had long ago died out and only a pile of ashes was left in the small fire ring. The camp had been abandoned quickly and signs of inhabitance still lingered in the small clearing.

Elrohir, upon examining the fire more closely, found blackened coils of rope that appeared to have been thrown in shortly before the fire was extinguished. Anger shone in his eyes for he knew that the rough cords had been used to bind his brother and possibly his friend.

The twins combed over the camp, but Elrond, who was compelled to look on its outskirts, came to the place where Aragorn and Legolas had been bound.

Elrond soon came upon Aragorn's leather overcoat and both the ranger's and Legolas' weapons. Moving closer he soon discovered Legolas' message.

"Elladan, Elrohir, we must hurry! I fear that their time is slipping away." Elrond announced gravely as he mounted his horse and carefully secured Aragorn and Legolas' weapons to his saddle.

"What did you find, Ada?" Elladan questioned as the three followed the trail that Legolas had pointed out.

"Legolas scratched his royal insignia and the direction that they were taken in the dirt. We will find them; I only hope that we make it in time. The three Elves raced on through the forest following the trail that Legolas had cleverly pointed out.

The sun was blazing by the time Malazack and Kelvar had neared their intended destination, and the trees offered little relief from the heat.

Aragorn's head was dripping with sweat, and his knees were bloody from his weakened body falling so often. Legolas, who had lost a considerable amount of blood, drifted in and out of consciousness.

Malazack soon stopped his horse in front of a large clearing. Aragorn dropped to the ground in exhaustion. His breathing was heavy and erratic due to the heat and humidity that the trees seemed to capture and from the drug that had only been administered several hours ago.

Malazack dismounted and to Aragorn's dismay started towards him. Aragorn frantically backed up as much as his bonds would allow.

"One more time, ranger." Malazack announced with pleasure.

"I can't… please." Aragorn begged his voice scratchy from a lack of water.

"You have no choice." Malazack said as he knelt down and drew his dagger.

"I won't!" Aragorn yelled as he kicked out with his feet catching Malazack in the jaw and causing the man to drop his weapon.

Elrond and the twins, with their impeccable hearing, heard the weak cry in the distance and quickly turned their horses in the direction that it came from.

Aragorn picked up the dagger, shakily rose to his feet and severed the bonds that held hands.

Kelvar quickly dismounted to help disarm the ranger, leaving the pale elf lying unconscious on the horse.

Aragorn's eyes flashed with desperation as he backed away from his captors, who advanced on him as a wolf does its wounded prey.

Kelvar drew his own dagger, and stepped in closer to the frantic ranger.

Aragorn felt the pounding of hoofs through the ground as Elrond and the twins raced to where he was.

Kelvar grew impatient and attempted to drive his dagger into Aragorn, who despite his condition dodged the knife and returned the thrust slicing through Kelvar's arm.

Kelvar yelped in pain and quickly drew back his wounded arm. Malazack, angry at his reckless attempts to bring down the ranger grabbed the weapon from the younger man.

He advanced on Aragorn, who suddenly backed into a tree throwing him off balance.

Malazack swiftly knocked the weapon from Aragorn's hand, grabbed him from behind and placed his dagger under the ranger's throat. Malazack's back faced the trees. The hoof beats grew louder.

He laughed maliciously at the ranger's weak attempts to get free. He pressed the weapon against Aragorn's neck drawing a thin line of blood from the previous wound caused two days ago when the ranger was knocked from his horse.

Suddenly Malazack's arm jerked cutting into Aragorn's throat. The ranger cried out in both pain and surprise as blood ran down his neck.

Elven arrows stuck out of both Malazack and Kelvar.

Aragorn sunk to the ground grasping his neck, in an attempt to staunch the bleeding.

Elrond dropped his bow, dismounted and ran over to Aragorn, while the twins went to help Legolas.

"Valar, Elladan bring my pack!" Elrond shouted out in desperation as his foster son's life slipped through his fingers. His hands were already covered in the bright scarlet blood that poured from Aragorn neck.

Aragorn soon lost consciousness as Elrond frantically began working to save the young ranger's life.

Dun Dun Dun! Will Aragorn live... Can Elrond save his life? (yells from the audience... "Shut up and post") cliffies are my favorite (laughs evilly) ... Reviews please!