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A/N: Hey there everyone! WHOO! SPRING BREAK AT LAST! Finally, I can sleep, sleep, and get some more sleep. I am so sleep deprived you don't even want to know. Anyhow, thank you all so much for your reviews, I love them all! You all made this week that much better and trust me, it has been one (forgive my language) hell of a week. Shudders. A huge thank you to my fabulous beta enb2004! Go read her HP story Acceptance. It is one of the best out there! As promised, here is Chapter 19. Enjoy!

Gorothdil was quite unhappy with how things had worked out the previous day. Somehow, that elfling had sensed the wargs before the wargs could even catch their scent. Now he had to change all of his plans. He had planned to spend the night devising new tortures but now, he had to go meet with the orc's and get them to capture the elfing and urchin.

Still, it would be worth the trouble. The wargs would come when he called them and with any luck, they might kill some of the search party that was combing the woods for the elfling and the urchin.

When he got his hands on the urchin and elfing, they would regret ever being born.

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The next morning Legolas woke up feeling a sudden sense of urgency to leave the little thicket behind. He knew not why he felt this way but he had learned long ago to heed his instincts.

"Estel, rise. We need to leave this place," he said shaking Estel's good arm gently.

Estel moaned but did not stir. "Come Estel, we must leave," Legolas said again.

Estel reluctantly let the last traces of sleep fade and opened his eyes wearily. "Why," he muttered wanting nothing more than to slip back into the arms of sleep where he couldn't feel the pain his body was in.

"Something approaches and I dare not linger here to find out what," Legolas said as he eyed Estel. He did not like how his best friend was looking. Estel's eyes were glazed over with fever and pain and he was very weak and shaky.

Estel closed his eyes with weary acceptance. As much as he wanted to slip back into oblivion he knew he could not as that would hamper Legolas. "All right, let's go then."

Legolas nodded and carefully helped Estel up, aware that the man would instantly become dizzy the second he sat up. "Don't worry Estel, as soon as we can find another safe place, you can rest."

"Good," Estel muttered leaning heavily against Legolas. The world was currently being very uncooperative and was spinning in circles around him.

Legolas felt his urgency increase all the more as Estel admitted that he needed to rest. He needed to get back to his father and quickly. There was no telling what else that poison was doing to Estel's body and he wasn't willing to sit around and find out the hard way.

Legolas was about to start moving when he heard the trees whispering frantically for him to run, for there were yrch approaching. Legolas cursed as he looked at Estel.

"Estel, are you able to fight if necessary?"

"Should the occasion arise I don't see that I would have any choice in the matter," Estel said.

"The occasion has just arisen. There are yrch approaching very quickly and we have no chance of out running them," Legolas said grimly.

Estel swore and forced himself to stand without Legolas's help. This was exactly the last thing either of them needed. He took out his sword, wincing inwardly at the pain that shot up his arm from the stab wound.

"Here they come," Legolas said simply.

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While Legolas and Estel were about to be hounded by orcs, Elladan and Elrohir were trying to find their brother and friend. Unfortunately for them, they were unknowingly headed right into the pack of wargs that Gorothdil had left for Estel and Legolas.

"Elladan, look at the ground," Elrohir said nervously. "These are fresh warg prints."
He hadn't forgotten the last time they had encountered wargs not even a week ago. Elladan still had a slight limp from where the warg had latched onto his leg.

"My my, this does look like a familiar situation. Tell me, weren't we just here about a week ago?" Elladan asked unknowingly echoing his twins thoughts.

"Yes, we were and I say we make a run for it now. There are too many for just the two of us," Elrohir whispered. The wargs had already probably caught their scent and any sudden movement could set them off.

Elladan nodded. "I agree but I don't think we'll be able to get out of here before they attack. We may have to fight our way out."

Elrohir nodded and scanned the underbrush. Things were not looking good for them.

"Go!" Elladan shouted suddenly.

Elrohir didn't hesitate for a moment. One minute he was as calm as could be, the next he and his horse were running full out for the forest with snarling wargs behind them.

As he and Elladan galloped hard for the forest, they realized with horrifying clarity that they had been mistaken. The wargs were not only behind them in the meadow, but in front of them in the forest as well.

"Watch out!" Elladan cried out as one warg went directly for Elrohir. "Circle around, head for the river!" Elrohir cried out thrusting his sword through the warg that had nearly pounced on him.

Elladan and Elrohir raced for the river but found that they were surrounded on all sides. "Elladan," Elrohir said nervously.

"Stay where you are and don't provoke them," Elladan whispered somewhat desperately. There were at least 20 wargs surrounding them. The odds weren't good that they would come out in one piece, let alone alive.

Just when it looked as though the wargs were about to charge, they suddenly all rose their head and ran off together, headed for the forest.

"What in..." Elrohir said beyond confused. "Elladan, you saw that, right?"

"I saw it all right, I'm just not sure if I believe what I saw," Elladan said dazedly. He had never known a pack of attacking wargs to suddenly leave when they were not outnumbered.

Elrohir frowned in thought. "Perhaps we should follow them. Their behavior is not normal and whatever is causing it can not be a good thing."

"I agree. Come on, before we lose track of them," Elladan said already heading out to follow the wargs.

Elrohir nodded and followed his twin. Neither knew what they would find when they got to where the wargs were going, but both knew that whatever is was, it was not going to be good. Neither knew how right they were.

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Estel swore as a huge horde or orcs surged towards him and Legolas. He knew that he was in no condition to fight but what choice did he have? One thing was for certain. If he was going down, he was going down fighting.

He and Legolas drew their weapons and positioned themselves back to back. The yrch numbered too many though and soon, Legolas and Estel were forced to separate in order to move around more.

"Estel! Behind you!" he heard Legolas shout frantically as he slew an orc in front of him. Swearing, he whirled around and thrust his sword in to the orc that had been about to attack him. This was not good. There were too many yrch and he was becoming weaker with every moment.

Legolas watched with relief as he saw Estel heed his warning and slay the orc. The moment it had taken for Legolas to shout his warning to Estel though cost him dearly. When he turned back to fighting, he found himself surrounded by orcs, all brandishing very nasty looking scimitar's.

"Drop the weapons elf," one of them hissed.

Legolas narrowed his eyes. If they thought they were going to intimidate him, they were seriously mistaken. He would rather die then allow himself to be captured by yrch scum.

"Drop them elf or your little friend out there will suddenly be missing a limb or two," the orc that had spoken before grinned evilly.

Legolas gasped silently and immediately sought out Estel. To his horror, there was a circle of yrch around Estel as well, all looking very eager to cause some permanent harm.

Reluctantly, he dropped his weapons and allowed his hands to be bound. He sighed as he was hustled over to the other circle of orcs and Estel. To his relief, they left him and Estel alone and went to set up camp leaving him and Estel bound and unable to go anywhere.

"Estel, are you all right?" Legolas asked seeing his friend kneeling on the ground.

Estel managed a wry grin. "What do you think Legolas? Here we are, captured by yrch just after escaping Gorothdil. No, I'd say I'm not all right and neither are you."

"I see your point. I can not believe that we have been captured by yrch so soon after escaping Gorothdil! Things can not possibly get worse," Legolas complained uncharacteristically. Legolas was long beyond fed up by this point. Estel desperately needed medical attention after his treatment at Gorothdil's hands, and now here they were captured by minions of the Dark Lord!

"I think it just got worse," Estel said, his pace deathly white and his eyes focused on something behind Legolas.

With a sense of dread, Legolas looked where Estel was looking and paled as well. There, not 10 feet in front of him, was Gorothdil talking with orcs and promising them a reward for capturing them.

"Fear not, I will let you play with both of them after I am done in a little bit," Estel heard Gorothdil say.

"Legolas..." he said fearfully.

"Don't worry Estel, we'll get through this, somehow," Legolas said eying the orcs and Gorothdil. Their already dangerous situation had suddenly become a lot more complicated and far more dangerous than either of them cared to contemplate.

Translations:

Mellon nin: My friend

Yrch: orc's

A/N2: Hmmm, should I consider running now? Looks at angry mob and hobbles to the car! Tata for now!

Beta's Note: I apologize for any errors that occured in chapters 15-17. There was a mix up with document manager, and I did not get the chance to beta them. But they have been betaed and reposted. Thank you guys for understanding!

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