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Warnings: Rated R for rape.
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And sorry 'bout the extra long wait! Sheesh… time flies! …Why couldn't I think of how to spell that…? Eesh… I think I should make this short.
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Unforgivable Pain
Chapter Nineteen: Trouble Never Leaves
Elrond swore under his breath. There was no way they'd be able to get rid of the orcs that were chasing them.
How are they able to keep up? he wondered. Sure, they were going slower than usual since they were carrying the injured Elrohir, but still. Even if Elrohir was unconscious again, they did not know when he'd awaken.
"What should we do, my lord?" one of the warriors behind him asked.
"Prepare to fight," the elf-lord commanded reluctantly, having no other option.
Everyone halted their horses and readied themselves for the fight.
"Elladan, Estel, I do not want you near the battle; protect Elrohir," the elder elf told his sons. They were still in no condition to be fighting and Elrohir was defenseless. "Dismount and hid yourselves," he told the two. He handed Elladan the younger twin, once he had dismounted.
Both knew not to question their father at a time like this; the elder elf was already stressed enough.
They took their brother off to the side, trying to hide behind the trees and bushes the best as possible.
Aragorn clenched his fists tightly as be walked and sat down, the pain of the wound on his side was only growing worse, especially since the herbs had worn off and he had no time to prepare more. He would just ignore it; hide it from Elladan, who already had his twin to worry about.
The eldest brother carefully laid Elrohir down and then, gritting his teeth against the pain in his leg, he sat down next to his twin and Aragorn.
Both unsheathed their swords, just in case the orcs found them.
Elrond hoped that his sons had found a good place to hide their unconscious brother and themselves. He saw the direction they went and was going to watch for any fell creatures heading that way.
"Let none past!" he shouted to his warriors, unsheathing his sword, preparing for the battle.
With that said he saw the creatures quickly approaching. No wonder they were so fast, he thought, for he noticed some were riding wargs. Fortunately, with his warriors they should be able to handle the amount of orcs and wargs without too much of a problem.
Within mere minutes the fell creatures were upon them.
Elrond soon had too many enemies to deal with so could not watch out for his sons. He prayed they were in no danger.
Suddenly his horse reared, bucking him off when an orc bit deeply into the stallion's leg. He bolted into the trees next to them.
The elder elf winced when he landed on his back, the air being forced out of him. He had no time to regain it, however, when the orc lunged at him; sword in hand.
Elrond quickly grabbed his sword that had fallen next to him. He blocked the orc's attack and kicked it off of him, immediately standing, breathing heavily.
He killed the orcs and warg that had knocked him off his horse, only to have more take their places. Out of the corner of his eye he saw that a few orcs were headed in his sons' direction… and he could do nothing about it.
The elf-lord fought harder, trying to break through the enemies surrounding him. He had to help his sons!
Aragorn looked up in surprise when he heard his eldest brother swear under his breath. He looked at Elladan in question, fearing the answer.
"Orcs are heading this way. They must have slipped past," the elder twin replied none too happy. They couldn't move either, for they were not sure when Elrohir would stir again; neither brother wished to cause him pain, even if it wasn't on purpose.
"What should we do?" the human asked almost fearfully. He didn't have full range with his sword because of the wound to his side, and Elladan could barely stand. They're odds were not looking good… not at all.
"Protect Elrohir," the brown-haired elf stated firmly, slowly standing, sword in hand.
Aragorn solemnly nodded in agreement, also rising, though unsteadily.
"Stay behind me, Estel," the elf commanded of his youngest brother, concerned for his well-being.
The human said nothing, not able to keep his word about that. If Elladan was injured he'd do anything to protect him and Elrohir, wound or no wound.
Before either could do anything else they saw the orcs between the leaves. They stayed as quiet as they could, hoping against hope that they would not be found.
However, their prayers were not answered.
"I smell elf-flesh," one of the orcs crudely said in the common tongue, trying to intimidate the hiding brothers.
The other orcs laughed cruelly, adding their own derogatory comments.
The two hovered over the unconscious Elrohir, intent on protecting him, if nothing else.
"There they are!" one of them shouted, charging at them.
The other orcs also charged the three.
Aragorn and Elladan raised their swords, blocking the first attack, only to quickly block the next one with no time to spare.
Aragorn gritted his teeth, trying his best to ignore the pain shooting throughout his side. He fought to protect his brothers; an injury would not hold him back.
More of the orcs came at him than Elladan, seeing how much he was struggling and they could smell the fresh blood from his reopened wound. He had no time to catch his breath; his heavy breathing only increased the agony in his side. He cursed his weakness at letting himself be stabbed by Selaedir.
Elladan was extremely worried about his youngest brother since they had been forced apart. He fought as quickly as he could while still being able to defend himself, almost losing his footing too many times to count.
Aragorn fought with what strength he had left. However, it wasn't enough, for the orcs were starting to gain the upper hand on him. He had only been able to slay a couple of them before an orc managed to get past his defenses. It punched him with all its strength where it knew Aragorn was the weakest: the wound on his side.
The human screamed in agony, blackness filling his vision, and was vaguely aware of being pushed down onto the ground; the orcs pilling on him. He faintly heard Elladan shout is name.
Elladan killed the last foul creature that was attacking him.
He immediately spun around when he heard Aragorn give an outcry of utter agony. He was shocked to see the human pinned to the ground by two orcs.
He ran to the ranger's aid, hoping he hadn't been too injured. The wound in his side was bad enough.
The elf pulled one of the orcs off his youngest brother, and thrust his sword into the creature's stomach, killing it. He then stabbed the other orc in the back, pulling it backward before it fell onto the human.
"Estel, are you alright!" the brown-haired elf asked worriedly.
The ranger just lay there, unmoving, breathing heavily, clutching his side tightly.
"Estel?" he questioned again, concern mounting. He knelt down next to his brother, placing a hand lightly on his back.
"H-how's Elrohir…?" was the human's only response. He had fought as hard as his injured body would allow and he needed to know that it was not in vain. If his brother wasn't injured then all was well.
Elladan looked over to his twin, who was only a couple of feet away and was relieved to see that he was not wounded… miraculously. "He's well, brother," he answered the pained human. "Do you have more injuries?" He couldn't tell since Aragorn was still lying on his stomach, clutching his side.
"Nay," the human stated quietly. He let out a hiss of pain when he felt Elladan slowly move him onto his back.
"Would you remove your hand please?" the elder twin asked, wanting to inspect the area the ranger was covering, for he feared it was worse than before.
Aragorn slowly moved his hand, wincing as he did so. When he brought his hand away it was covered in blood.
Elladan gasped at the sight, and was surprised when, all of a sudden, Elrond was by his side, kneeling down next to the human.
Looking at his eldest son he asked, "Are you injured?"
"Nay," Elladan answered simply. Sure, he did have a few minor injuries, but those could wait. He wanted to go over to his twin to make sure he really was alright; however, he didn't want to abandon Aragorn in such condition, even if he knew he was getting proper treatment.
"Do you have any other injuries, Estel?" Elrond questioned the pained human, going through his pack of herbs; picking out the ones he needed.
The ranger shook his head. His hand had gone back to his side seconds after Elladan had told him to remove it.
The elf-lord pulled his son's hand away from his side, meeting no resistance. Aragorn knew it would only cause more pain for him to try and keep the hand covering the wound.
"Relax, ion-nin," the elder elf said soothingly, trying to get the human to make it so he wasn't so tense.
He lifted up the ranger's tunic so he could treat the injury, and grimaced at the sight. It had a dark purple and blue tinge surrounding the area and blood was flowing from it.
The healer grabbed one of the clothes he carried in his pack and tried to staunch the bleeding.
Aragorn's breathing hitched with a hiss of pain and became heavier. He clenched his eyes shut in pain, trying not to scream out against it.
Once the bleeding had slowed enough, Elrond put the herbs on and bound it. He looked up at Aragorn's face and realized sadly that, sometime during the procedure the human and passed out.
"How does Elrohir fare?" the elder elf inquired once finished. He had glanced at his son before going to Aragorn and knew he lived, but didn't know if he was injured or not.
"He is well. Somehow he suffered no injuries… thank the Valar," Elladan told his father with relief.
"And you?" the elf-lord asked, relief heard in his own voice at the news.
"I am well; I was lucky," the elder twin stated, sadly looking at Aragorn.
Elrond nodded in acknowledgment and stood up.
Elladan watched his father, wondering what they were to do now.
He gasped in surprise when he saw crimson. "Ada, you are bleeding!" he shouted in concern and immediately stood up against the pain and took a hold of the elder elf's arm.
Elrond looked down at his arm wondering what his son was talking about. It hadn't even registered that he had been wounded before. He had just been so worried about his sons.
He watched as his eldest son rolled up the rest of his sleeve to get a better look at it and winced. There was a large gash on his upper arm. How he hadn't noticed it, was beyond him.
"Sit down," Elladan commanded, frowning at the sight.
Elrond raised his eyebrows at the command.
"Please," the younger elf added seeing the expression.
The elder elf sat down and watched as his son treated his arm.
"Anyone else injured?" the elf-lord shouted to the warriors once Elladan was finished.
Fortunately, only a few were wounded and it didn't take long for Elrond, with the help of Elladan to treat them. The elder elf also took another look at Elladan's wounds, making sure they hadn't reopened; luckily, none had.
They then took a short break, twenty minutes at the most, and then they were off again.
Legolas had been doing nothing but stare at his hands that were in his lap, while blaming himself for the others getting hurt. He was sure they had been. Why else would Elrohir's horse return without a rider?
He had once again refused food; his nightmares had become more and more frequent - if possible -and seemed to be worse than the ones from before. He was falling deeper and deeper into despair.
Thranduil could only watch his son, not knowing what he could do. He had tried everything he could think of, but with the others still gone he feared there was nothing that could be done. He prayed to the Valar that they would return soon.
"Legolas," he started quietly, thinking he'd have to at least try something, his son was sinking too deeply into his depression.
The archer slowly lifted his listless gaze to meet the worry-filled ones of his father's.
Thranduil was glad for the reaction, for it was more than he had been receiving recently. However, he didn't like how much the sadness was prominent in them.
"You must stop blaming yourself, ion-nin," he attempted, hoping that this time he'd be able to help, just a little at least.
When the younger elf only stared at him in response and stayed silent, the elf king tried again, "They are going to be alright, Greenleaf."
Legolas just brought his blank stare back to his hands.
Thranduil watched his son, a tear slipping down his cheek.
Sorry 'bout the extra short part with Legolas, but I thought that was a good place to end it. Next chapter will have a lot more of him, I promise!
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Well, it's now Summer Vacation, thank whatever being you believe in. -.- …didn't want to offend anyone. ...And I don't believe in anything... XD Anyway… cuz of no school, I'm hoping to get more updates out. I actually have time to type now since I can stay up late. n.n Yayness! I hate goin' to sleep, man. Not only can I just… not sleep, but it's so boring. Nighttime is so much better than day, too. But… yeah, so look for them, 'kay? n.n …I just hope I'll have time to actually write. I can't type if I have nothing to type from! XD …I write it on paper first…
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