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Warnings: Non-con, thus rated R.

Sorry 'bout all grammar and/or spelling mistakes.

Gah! Soooo sorry 'bout the wait guys! Seriously didn't mean to make it that long! I got sick, and then I got way too into a series, and then I couldn't write just one fic. Ended up starting like, three fics. .:sighs:. Dunno what's wrong with me. I still can't just concentrate on only one fic for a long time. So messed up. And then I'm getting out of the LotR range, wanting to read and write for either Gundam Wing or Final Fantasy VIII mostly. Makes me sad.

Oh, and volleyball's also goin' to be starting up next week, two tryouts a day (yayness… -.-) so that'll prob'ly take a lot of time outta writing 'til it becomes one practice. I think by then school might be starting up. Dammit, I don't want to go! Don't make me go! .:sniff sniff:. Freakin' sucks, man. But… yeah. Just lettin' you peoples know. I shall try to write as much as I possibly can, though, 'kay? n.n

Well, I'll shut up now and let you get on with the fic. n.n Hope you enjoy.

I extra almost typed Chapter Forty-two. XD I've never done that with the actual word before… only with the number… XD!


Unforgivable Pain

Chapter Twenty-four: Bow and Knife

His hand reached forward grasping the dirt and grass beneath him as he tried to pull his broken body forward, to still move even with the weight on him, the humans trying to drag him back.

"Hold still, elf." Legolas froze at this human's voice. This human he was terrified of, and it showed as he started to visibly tremble, but he was beyond caring.

His one chance… gone.

He choked back a sob.

A club came down hard on his back when he started to struggle again, trying to escape. A scream escaped his already sore throat.

"That was a very bad choice, my little elf," the sadistic human crooned, acting like he was scolding an elfling.

Legolas growled quietly, now lying limply on the ground.

"I told you not to try that. You shall have to be properly punished," Selaedir said with a malicious grin.

With a command from their leader, the human warriors roughly picked the blonde elf up and brought him to Selaedir's tent. Tossing him onto the ground, they left at a wave of a calloused hand.

Legolas scrambled feebly, trying to push his weak body back against the walls of his tormenter's tent to get away from him.

His tent.

A shiver ran down his spine at the thought. Eyes growing wide with fear, he looked around desperately, searching for a way to escape. He looked at the entrance, and heard a scuffle of feet. Nay, that would not do. He would never be able to get past the guards.

Selaedir's face suddenly appeared before his own. He whimpered in fear, unable to prevent it.

"You are thinking of escape again." It wasn't a question. A statement; one that frightened Legolas.

The cold caressed his spine again.

His one chance… gone.

He pushed himself against the tent's wall, leaving an indent of his form within the fabric.

"P-please," he weakly begged. He didn't care. He was far too gone to care.

All of a sudden Selaedir was upon him. The cruel lips on his own. The foul tongue danced its wicked dance in his mouth. He would have been sick if he hadn't been too terrified to move.

When the brown-haired human finally pulled back he was panting heavily, and stared at the elf before him lustfully.

Legolas whimpered again.

Putting a leash on his lust – for now – Selaedir leaned forward, inches from the archer's face. "Why do you wish to leave? No one will accept you. They will be ashamed of you; want nothing to do with you," the sadist said, gently running the back of his hand up and down Legolas' cheek as if in comfort.

"You are wrong. They would never do that," the prince stated surprised at the firm sound of his voice.

"You are tainted, broken. Your family and friends will reject you," the poisonous lies poured forth.

"Nay… you are wrong," the elf repeated, his voice wavering this time.

"Am I?" Selaedir questioned, raising an eyebrow. A hand was now running through the now dull blonde hair, despite the tangles.

"…Aye…" It was spoken quietly, uncertainly.

"They shall not love you," he continued in a soft, but deadly voice.

Legolas bowed his head, silent tears now falling from blank eyes. Selaedir was right. How could he have expected them to welcome him with open arms? He was tainted; not worthy of their kindness, of their love.

Selaedir smirked. Aye, that would do nicely.

"Now you shall not attempt to escape again." Again, not a question. The human stared down at the broken, sobbing form. He was still beautiful.

He lifted his elf's face. Nay, he was more beautiful with the tears streaming down his face showing his inner pain.

Kissing his captive with bruising force, his hands wandered over the tense, shaking body.

Breaking the one-sided kiss, the human kissed down Legolas' neck, stopping at the collarbone. Just above it, on the shoulder, he bit down, hard.

The blonde suddenly let out a scream of pain. Not the pain from the bite, but the pain from his aching body, the pain from his broken spirit, the pain of the truth in Selaedir's words, the pain of humiliation.

The heart-bleeding scream startled the sadistic human, causing him to take a step back. The scream wasn't human – or elf. It was a sound like he had never heard before. A sound that truly made him grin in satisfaction. A sound that proved just how broken his elf was.

"Legolas," Selaedir said gently. A trick. The archer knew his torturer didn't know his name.

"Legolas," he said again, viciously. He knew it. A trick.

A third time his name was called. This time, a soothing call.

A fourth time, more urgent; trying to get him to return.

Estel. Why was he reminded of Estel while looking at the sadist? Because it was Estel who he was staring at now. The grey eyes holding a deep concern for him, eyes that held love for him.

"Estel," he said softly.

"Oh Legolas, you are awake!" the ranger exclaimed. "I was so worried."

Worried. He was worried. He cared.

Legolas sat up slowly and leaned his back against the wall behind him. "Are you ashamed of me?" he asked hesitantly.

"What?" the human said in shock. "No, Legolas, no. Why would you ever think that?"

The prince smiled warmly, shaking his head. "Hannon le."

Aragorn tilted his head in confusion. What had he done? He shrugged it off. Legolas was awake now, and smiling. So, he returned the smile and sat back down.

It had scared him when Legolas suddenly started to toss in his bed, groaning; his head going back and forth in nightmare. He didn't know what to do if his friend were to wake up and lash out at him again, being in the haze of his nightmare. Fortunately, that hadn't happened.

No one else was in the room now. It had been five days since Legolas had gone out to the garden and felt so content. He had been improving nicely and had finally convinced his father to get some much needed rest, as well as Elrond. It had been a miracle that he had been able to do it, but he had been persistent and had refused to back-down.

While Legolas had been arguing with Thranduil and Elrond about getting sleep, Aragorn, Elladan, and Elrohir all couldn't help but grin as they watched. Not only were they glad that their father and the elf king were finally being told off, but Legolas was finally regaining some of his old self back.

The four of them (Elladan, Elrond, Thranduil and Aragorn) now took turns watching Legolas. Elrohir would join his twin during his turn. He was healed for the most part; it was just that the others wished to be on the safe-side. Besides, the twins really didn't mind sharing their time; neither did Legolas so it worked out well.

This was why Aragorn had been with the elf alone: it was his turn.

He was incredibly glad that Legolas was recovering, emotionally as well, though that was a slow process. Physically he was healed, except for a few of the worst wounds, but even those were almost completely healed. They were surprised with how long it was taking, but with the emotional scarring it was expected.

Legolas looked over to the balcony longingly, even with the darkness of night. "Would you mind another walk?" he asked quietly.

"Not at all." Aragorn smiled at the archer, offering his hand.

The blonde smiled back, and took the outstretched hand.

The human frowned when he felt how shaky his friend was. He was trembling terribly. How had he not noticed?

The nightmare must have shaken him up more than I realized, the ranger thought sadly.

This was also another reason why Legolas wished to go outside most likely. The elf had taken to going on walks, mostly outside, during the day or night after a nightmare – which were, sadly, still frequent, though definitely not as much as before – or just whenever he really wished to relax. Being outside truly made him feel at ease, especially in the garden. He even contented to his balcony overlooking the garden when they wouldn't allow him outside. Because of this his requests for walks were rarely turned down.

"Estel?" the archer questioned looking at the human in concern. He had just stopped and had become really quiet. He didn't know what to make of it.

The ranger merely shook his head and said, "Nothing," quietly. He then continued to walk, but allowed Legolas to decide where they were going, as per usual.

"Wait," Aragorn said suddenly, stopping again. Then he beckoned for Legolas to follow him into his room. "I have something for you."

Confused but curious, the blonde went to Aragorn's room.

Going over to his bed the ranger grabbed two objects from the corner of where the nightstand and the wall met.

Legolas stared wide-eyed with disbelief. In Aragorn's hands were his bow and a knife. His bow looked a bit worse for the wear, but it had been found. That was a miracle in itself, for he thought he had lost it forever. He had grieved the loss too.

"I found these while we were searching…" Aragorn said, holding the weapons out for the archer to take. "I'm sorry, but I could not find your quiver or the other knife."

Legolas slowly reached for his weapons as if they were illusions that were going to suddenly disappear. It wouldn't surprise him if his mind decided to play that cruel game with him.

He touched both of them, inwardly gasping in surprise, for he truly had expected them to be a dream.

Aragorn watched in concern at his friend's odd behavior as he slowly turned the knife in his hand, testing its weight in his hand like it was a foreign object to him, like he hadn't used it practically every day of his life since receiving them as a gift from his father when he had become a warrior.

Watching him, it was too… different seeing him with only one of the twin knives. He felt guilty that he couldn't retrieve the other. It just hadn't been anywhere. He still couldn't help but feel guilty for not finding it for his traumatized friend, though.

"Sorry," he stated again, startling Legolas from his thoughts unintentionally. "I could not find the other."

The archer blinked at him for a moment. It had felt odd with only one twin in his hand but at least he had gotten one back.

"It's alright. I never thought I would see even one again. Hannon le, Estel," he said, smiling broadly.

All guilt and sadness immediately flew off to plague someone else when he had seen that smile. That beautiful, wide, genuine smile that had reached the crystal-blue eyes. Did he add that the smile had reached his eyes? It was the first time that his face had totally lit up from happiness since his return. There had been a couple times it had happened but no where even close to this time.

"And my bow…" the blonde continued distractedly, placing the knife down on a desk near him. He examined the bow closely, face scrunched up in thought. It really did need to be repaired, but he could do that easily enough. He would have to do so soon, he didn't think he'd be able to stop himself. He treated his bow like his own child, which was why he had been so depressed over the thought of losing it forever.

Caught up in the moment he gave Aragorn a tight hug of appreciation.

At first the human was too shocked to move. Legolas was hugging him on his own accord. He hadn't asked, he hadn't moved, he hadn't even initiated it, he had done nothing. His heart leapt in joy, beating quickly as he returned the hug. Legolas was finally well on his way to recovery.

Please do not take this away from him! He needs this, needs to recover, he pleaded silently to the Valar, wanting nothing more for the prayer to be answered. He would give up anything, anything to have Legolas recover.

Legolas' eyes went wide as he finally noticed the closeness of the ranger's body. He no longer feared the human but he did not like being close to others quite yet, not this close at any rate.

He abruptly pulled back from the embrace, Aragorn's arms immediately letting go once he had pushed back to free himself.

The ranger's joy vanished as the shine in Legolas' eyes did. Not wanting to lose it entirely or, rather, not wanting the blonde to get so depressed again, since it had disappeared entirely, he said, "I'm glad I was able to find those then," with a grin, trying to bring the spark back.

It worked… kind of. It was back, gleaming in his blue eyes, but not nearly as bright as it had been before. He shrugged, it would do. Anything would do besides that awful frown, and depressing, cold, even emotionless look the elf had most the time, still haunted by horrible memories.

Legolas then picked up his knife from the desk and looked at Aragorn with a small smile.

The human knew that his friend could no longer resist the call his battered bow was making to him.

He hadn't been able to help himself for long at all. Well, it would serve as a distraction for the scarred elf.

"After you," the ranger bowed, ushering the prince out of his room in mock-seriousness, earning a light chuckle from the elf.


Well, my chapters certainly are getting a lot more on the lighter note, huh? Is that a bad thing…? I thought we needed a little insight on the way that Selaedir messed with Legolas' mind. It wasn't much, but… yeah. I think that the next chapter may actually be the last. ;-; I know I said that there would only be a couple more like, five or so chapters back, but I always do that. This time, though, I am serious. One or two more. We shall see…

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