Disclaimer: I do not own LotR or any of the characters… except the bastard who hurt Legolas… .:hisses:. Me no want him… no one claimed him before, though… Guess I'm stuck with him… for a while at least… .:grins evilly:.

Warnings: Rated R (M… whatever) for rape.

Sorry for all grammar and/or spelling mistakes.

Wow… sorry guys! This update took even longer than the last… or the one before… don't remember which one was long… .:ahem:. Blame my friend… it's all her fault. She let me borrow a book and it's taken in my soul, man. Can't do anything with that book, man. It's so freakin' awesome. Best book I've read in forever… well, prob'ly just the best. n.n;; But I'm almost done with the third then you'll get a lot more updates… hopefully. n.n

But anyway… I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I don't know how I really feel about it. Think I like some, but… yeah. You guys just let me know how you feel, 'kay? 'Kay. n.n

I think I had something else to say, too… hmmm… .:shrugs:.

Enjoy!


Unforgivable Pain

Chapter Fourteen: The Fight

Aragorn and the twins looked around the humans' camp for a while, seeing who the leader was and listening to the conversations going on around them. Unfortunately, none of those helped any. The three also found a few captives around the encampment, but could do nothing to free them at the moment.

Aragorn stopped and looked around, thinking he had heard something. Finding nothing, he continued walking since he didn't want to get too far behind his brothers.

The ranger jumped and let out a startled gasp when a hand snaked its way over his mouth. He turned his gaze upward, trying to see who had grabbed him. All he could see were the brown strands of hair falling into his face.

Aragorn tried to call out to Elladan and Elrohir for help, however, the hand held firm, effectively muffling his words. His heart quickened its pace when he realized the danger he was in and he struggled harder.

The human that had a hold of him only tightened his grip as he pulled him along. He was sure his lord would be pleased with this one. His features were a bit rough, but were very pleasing.

Aragorn thought all hope was lost for escape when the human suddenly loosened his grasp and he heard a thump behind him.

"You really need to be more careful," a familiar voice said.

"Aye, especially here. That was too close," another one stated.

Aragorn turned around and smiled widely, knowing it was obviously Elladan and Elrohir. "Thank the Valar! he exclaimed in relief. He didn't think he was going to get out of that one. He couldn't believe the strength that one human had. It was more than usual.

Well, what should I expect? He was one of the ones that overpowered Legolas after all, he thought with a growl.

"What's going on over here?" a human shouted, turning the corner around one of the tents they had set up. He saw the three of them and his fallen comrade. "My lord come quick—" was all he could yell out before Elrohir rendered him unconscious.

Unfortunately, the shout was loud and attracted a lot of attention. The other outlaws that were nearby; even the leader, joined them.

"Ah, what do we have here? More elves, though not as beautiful as the other," the leader spoke with a smirk, referring to Legolas, of course, "and a human. How unusual…"

"This elf you speak of, he had blonde hair, did he not?" the ranger asked with a growl, glaring at the brown-haired human before him.

"Why, yes he did. Did you know him?" the outlaw asked, slightly surprised.

"You bastard!" Aragorn shouted, launching himself at the sadistic human, unsheathing his sword. He couldn't help but notice the human's use of past tense either.

One of the warriors near their leader drew his own sword and blocked Aragorn's attack.

"I will kill you! Legolas is my friend and you hurt him!" the ranger shouted enraged, fighting the human who had blocked him from the leader.

"So he's alive? And he found help, huh? Well, that is unfortunate for me…" the leader spoke in a bored tone, ignoring the fact that Aragorn was trying to get to him with everything he had. He had been furious when his blonde elf had escaped him and even more so at the ones who had allowed it, though not on purpose. They had been punished nonetheless. He wanted his elf back, but he had attracted too much attention now. Who knew how many people knew what he had done. Maybe there were even more people after him and his warriors besides these three. Well, there was nothing that could be done about it now…

Aragorn and the twins growled under their breath at this. How dare he speak such against their friend!

Elladan and Elrohir drew their own swords deciding they had had enough of this. The human had to die. They couldn't allow him to do what he had done to Legolas to anyone else. He obviously had a disregard for life in general. The way he threw his warriors' lives away by letting them protect him. And what he was saying… They just couldn't believe it.

Aragorn quickly got rid of the humans that were between him and the one he most despised.

He quickly confronted the leader and took up his fighting stance. "Draw your sword and fight me. We shall settle this once and for all," the ranger spat out, staring directly into the leader's black eyes. "Personally, I think you deserve much worse than death for what you did to Legolas!"

The brown-haired outlaw finally unsheathed his sword, preparing for the fight. With a smirk on his face he replied, "That whore of an elf was very pleasing. Perhaps I can get him back, hm?"

That pushed Aragorn over the edge. Fury welled up inside of him like a waterfall crashing against the rocks at the bottom and he charged with speed that surprised the outlaw. He wasn't even able to raise his sword at this quick attack.

Aragorn was rewarded with the first cut against his opponent, injuring his leg.

Unfortunately, Selaedir (which they had found out was the leader's name by a concerned shout from one of the warriors) had recovered fast enough and had been able to jump back making the injury less critical and not as deep as it would have been.

The two could hear nothing else, only their breathing and the pounding of their hearts against their chests. They were oblivious to the fight going on around them, only focusing on their opponent, waiting, watching, for their next move, the next blink of an eyelid, the next twitch of a muscle, anything that would give a hint about their next step.

It was Selaedir who made the next attack, leaping forward at Aragorn with a gleam in his eyes that clearly showed he was enjoying the fight.

Aragorn raised his sword, anticipating the move and easily blocked the attack. He then jumped to the right, going for a quick jab at the human's side.

Selaedir also knew of this approach and blocked the sword without even turning his body; with the faintest hint of effort.

Oh yes, he was enjoying this all too well.

The outlaw was fast and had snuck behind Aragorn. The sadistic human nipped at the ranger's ear. "You let your guard down, my friend," he whispered in his ear.

Aragorn's eyes widened in surprise at the quickness that hadn't been shown before. The outlaw had seemed like a novice to fighting by his earlier movements, though he hardly looked it.

Aragorn shuddered, feeling the breath against his neck as well. He struck out at the human toying with him. "I am no friend of yours, bastard," he hissed.

Selaedir feigned a hurt look, "Your words wound me."

"I can only hope," the ranger gritted out between clenched teeth in anger. "More than mere words will wound you, though. Of that I promise!"

"Then stop using them and come at me," the black-eyed human taunted.

Not needing to be told twice, Aragorn charged once again, this time fully aware of his enemy's speed. At the last second he ducked and thrust his sword in Selaedir's abdomen. Or that was what he was trying to do at least.

The outlaw, after being momentarily taken aback, saw the intention and quickly moved to the side; avoiding the would-be fatal blow.

Their one-on-one battle went on for what felt like hours, each intent on not dying, each wanting to kill the other. Both were covered with cuts and bruises now, but neither would yield. Though out of breath, neither stopped nor slowed.

It wasn't until Aragorn got a lucky break by giving the leader a deep gash on his sword-hand that they thought the battle would eventually come to an end.

Handicapped by both arms being injured, the outlaw was at an extreme disadvantage. His warriors noticed this, but could do nothing to help, for Elladan and Elrohir were still keeping them at bay while their brother fought with their leader.

Aragorn lunged at the outlaw again, aiming once more for the stomach. Praying this would not miss, the ranger thrust his sword forward and…

He felt blood on his hands as his sword finally bit into its meal for the fatal blow.

Selaedir leered down at him, one trick still in mind.

He slumped forward onto the ranger, which confused Aragorn, just as he had hoped.

Aragorn gasped in pain as he felt a blade rip through his side.

"My gift… to you…" the leader gasped out weakly. He fell to the ground after Aragorn had pulled his sword out.

The ranger stumbled back in shock. He looked down, seeing a dagger in his side and realized the outlaw must have pulled it from his boot when he had slumped onto him. He pulled it out with a hiss of pain.

Raising his eyes, he found Selaedir on the ground before him, not moving. He hadn't even noticed he was falling until he felt the ground beneath him as he fell unconscious.

Everything and everyone seemed to fall silent, seeing Selaedir motionless on the ground. None had any idea what they should do; didn't even know where to begin. So, they panicked. Most fled, but some went after Aragorn for revenge of their fallen leader after checking to make sure that he really was dead.

The twins were quick to react against this attack towards their brother.

Elrohir fought off the attackers while Elladan tended to Aragorn's wounds. With the amount that had chanced their lives so foolishly for their now-dead leader, it was an easy victory for the younger twin.

"How is he?" Elrohir asked concerned, dropping down next to his twin.

"Lucky," was the elder twin's simple answer.

"I think everyone knows that by now," the younger said dryly, watching as Elladan treated all the injuries the human had received from the fight. Fortunately, there was only one that was too deep for the human's good.

"Let me have a look at your injuries," Elladan said after he was finished treating Aragorn.

Elrohir shook his head. "Nay, I am fine. Let us go back. Estel still needs proper treatment," he told his twin.

Neither of the twins had been severely injured. It was beyond them how it turned out that way, but they definitely were grateful for it. Elrohir had a gash on his arm from his elbow to his wrist and one on the back of his shoulder, which did prevent some movement. Elladan also had one on his arm and another on his leg; the one on the leg being fairly deep.

They were also shocked by how Aragorn had been able to kill the leader who had hurt Legolas without losing his life in turn. They were not complaining about that at all, though.

Each of them wanted to see Legolas now. To make sure he was alright, and to tell him the good news. Selaedir would never be able to harm anyone ever again, especially not him.

"He does, but so do you," the elder twin said in a tone that clearly left no room for argument. He quickly set about getting to work on the injuries, wanting to take his youngest brother back to their father for treatment.

After Elladan had finished with Elrohir, the roles were reversed and the younger treated the elder.

Once each was treated they remembered about the captives. They picked up their swords and went to each captive; cutting their bonds and freeing them. Each one was extremely grateful, but ran when they were set loose, not wanting to take a chance.

"Let us leave now. This place has nothing but evil surrounding it," Elladan said with a shiver.

"Aye, I shall carry Estel, then. Do not argue," the younger twin added when he saw his brother was about to protest. Elladan was the one with the wounded leg; he would already have problems walking.

Elladan sighed and stood up, turning to leave. "Should I go—" he started,stopping short when he heard a pain-filled grunt from behind him.

The elf spun around and gasped in shock.

One of the humans had returned and, by the looks of it, had hit his twin over the head with a thick branch. The human had it raised again, aiming again for Elrohir.

The elder twin charged the black-haired human and jumped him, knocking him over. He punched him hard against the temple; rendering him unconscious and then dragged him away, putting him in one of the tents. When he regained consciousness, if they were still around, he would have problems finding them first, if he bothered in the first place.

Elladan ran back to his twin. Finding him unconscious, he checked his pulse and let out a breath of relief when he found it, though it was weak. Taking a look at Elrohir's head, he found a big lump on the back of it.

We shouldn't have let our guard down, the elder twin scolded himself.

He did all he could do for his twin, hoping for the best. He prayed to the Valar that the concussion wouldn't prove to be too great.

He looked at Elrohir; then to Estel. And sighed heavily. What could he do now? He couldn't possibly carry both of them. It would be difficult to ride with both too.

This would be difficult indeed…


Hmmm… well, I like the first half of this chapter, but not so sure about the rest… Any pointers?

No Legolas this time… hmmm… oh well. You guys wanted Aragorn and the twins anyway…. I think I enjoy writing the scenes with Legolas more, though. Is that bad? Well, I like writing this entire fic, but… yeah. I'll shut up.

Well, hopefully no other one-shots or anything come to mind (though I do have another fic in mind… goin' to have to put that aside for now… .:sighs:.) that way you guys won't have to wait as long. I just have to update my other fic then I can get this one. n.n

I'm surprised I actually had time to type this up right now… hmm…

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