And here is the new chapter. Hope you enjoy this. I'm sorry that I had to bump up the rating on this. And change the summary. Now, on with the chapter.
Through A Child's Eyes
Ch.3
Legolas ran, the only thought on his mind was getting to Eldarion as fast as possible. So focused on his goal was he that he never noticed Aragorn and some of the royal guard following him. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally reached the stables where he leapt upon his horse and sped off in the direction of his friend's son. In the distance he could see that battle that was raging, and oh, what a battle it was. There were no less than thirty orcs surrounding Eldarion. Any other man would have already been killed, but this boy was Eldarion, son of the great king Elessar, and his father had thought him well. Legolas heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was almost there. For a single moment it seemed as if everything would be alright, but then the unthinkable happened. Legolas cried out in rage and denial as he saw that an orc had managed to get passed Eladrion's guard. He reached them just as the orc drove its sword into the boy's shoulder.
Legolas reached the clearing just as Eldarion fell. The remaining orcs rushed him at once. Legolas put up a valiant struggle and probably would have won if not for the orcs cruel tactics. Legolas had just dispatched one orc and was about to kill another when suddenly a guttural voice called out to him.
"Elf, if you value the boys life you will put down your weapon and surrender to me!"
Legolas turned and saw Eldarion in the orc's deadly embrace. The orc held the boy tightly pressed back against him. Legolas took in the wickedly sharp dagger held at the boys throat. He looked back and saw that Aragorn and his men would never reach them in time, for they were battling at least forty more orcs that had appeared seemingly out of thin air. The orc saw his hesitation and pressed his advantage. He made a small cut with his filthy blood stained knife. Legolas tightened his grip on his Elven blades and then relaxed his grip. He had no choice. His weapons fell to the ground and the orc smiled at him. It was not a nice smile. It was one of those orcish smiles that said that he would die, or at least scream before this was all through. He strode forward until he stood only inches from the prince. He leaned forward until his lips were inches from his ear. Legolas barely repressed a shudder when he felt the ugly creatures foul breath on his cheek.
"Well elf, I'm glad you decided to cooperate. I wouldn't want my pretty elf to be damaged before I had a chance to play with it."
As he said this he ran his foul tongue along the rim of the elf's delicately pointed ear.
The orc felt the barely repressed shudder and said, "You must really enjoy my touch if your already trembling with pleasure. My name is Ganthru. Remember that name elf. You'll be screaming it later."
Meanwhile, Aragorn was struggling to get to where he had seen Legolas drop his weapons. Every time he got the advantage, more orcs seemed to appear.
"Legolas! Eldarion!" He shouted in panic when he saw the orcs move closer around them, blocking his view. From there, he couldn't see anything, and turned he attention, rage and anger to the foul beings in front of him.
Ganthru walked away from the Legolas ordering his troop to move out before the king and his warriors came. Legolas looked over at his friend's son and saw how distressed he looked. The boy was looking around him with barely concealed horror. Legolas made a vow then and there to protect Eldarion from harm. Those foul creatures would never lay a hand on the boy. He would never permit it.
They walked for what seemed like hours. Eldarion began to stumble and fall, causing the orcs to grow angry with the boy. The next time the boy fell Ganthru ordered the boy to be picked up. Two of the larger orcs picked the boy up and held him while Ganthru strolled over to them and ran a finger down the boy's cheek. Eldarion felt the bile rise in his throat and turned his head away trying to control the nausea that threatened to over whelm him. This angered the orc, causing him to lash out and hit the boy repeatedly. Eldarion couldn't help but cry out in pain, but he would never beg for mercy. He had too much pride for that. He looked over at Legolas and saw him struggling against his bonds and captors trying to reach him. Ganthru went to hit the boy again when Legolas's voice stopped him. He paused and listened to what the elf was saying.
"Stop hitting the boy. Do what you want with me, but leave the boy be!"
Ganthru considered the elf's plea and smiled. Yes he would stop hitting the boy if the elf was willing to pay the price. Meanwhile Eldarion was looking at his father's friend with shame in his eyes. How could he ever believe that Legolas had tried to break his family apart on purpose. The elf would never do that. He was brought back to attention when the main orc began speaking.
"Alright elf, I'll stop hitting him or doing anything else to him for the rest of your stay with us if you do something for me. Do it good enough and I'll even keep the others from hurting him."
Legolas had a dreadful feeling deep in the pit of his stomach that he would not like the answer but still had to ask, "What is it that you wish of me?"
The orc sneered and said, "Oh nothing much master elf. For now all I ask is that you allow me to fuck your mouth. Make no mistake I'll take you willing or not, but if you cooperate it'll be easier on you and the boy. So what's it going to be."
Legolas stared at the orc contemplating his proposition. Had he been alone, he never would have considered it, but with Eldarion here, it would be the best way to keep him safe. He knew the orc was not lying, he and the others cared nothing for the boy. That's because they had obviously no idea who the boy was, and Legolas meant to keep it that way. He only had to hold out until Aragorn came for them. He had no doubt that his friend would come to save them. Decision made Legolas turned to look at the boy. His heart nearly broke at his look of horror. He was ripped from his reverie by Ganthru's voice.
"Well elf what's it gonna be, easy way or hard way?"
Legolas took a deep calming breath and made his deal with the devil, "I'll do it."
Ganthru smiled and patted his cheek, "Good boy I knew you'd see reason."
His claw like hands suddenly seized his shoulders in a vice like grip as they shoved him to the ground and held him there. One hand stayed on his shoulder as the other moved to grip his long golden hair. Ganthru motioned one of his men over and gestured for the other orc to free Ganthru's straining erection from his breeches. Once that was done he motioned the other orc away. He then forced Legolas's mouth open and thrust inside. He forced the elf to take him all the way in on the first time refusing to give the elf time to adjust. Legolas almost passed out from the force of his thrusts. Finally after what seemed like hours, Ganthru roared like a dying balrog and spilled his vile seed into Legolas's mouth. He pulled out and then held the elf's mouth shut forcing him to swallow the foul seed. His hands then released Legolas and let him drop to the rest of the way to the ground. The last thing he saw before loosing consciousness was Eldarion's horror ridden tear streaked face. Then the darkness rose up and consumed him.
Eldarion watched what was happening, afraid to look away. Legolas's eyes turned to him directly before he passed out. The boy struggled against his captors, wishing to be by the side of the one that had seemed to try to pull his family apart, but now was his only protector. Wishing to be sick, he struggled against his captor's hold on his once again, and soon, realizing there was nothing they would let him do, he stopped struggling, and was carried off the opposite side, being tied up, and listening to the orcs sick talk of the elves.
Through A Child's Eyes
Ch.3
Legolas ran, the only thought on his mind was getting to Eldarion as fast as possible. So focused on his goal was he that he never noticed Aragorn and some of the royal guard following him. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally reached the stables where he leapt upon his horse and sped off in the direction of his friend's son. In the distance he could see that battle that was raging, and oh, what a battle it was. There were no less than thirty orcs surrounding Eldarion. Any other man would have already been killed, but this boy was Eldarion, son of the great king Elessar, and his father had thought him well. Legolas heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was almost there. For a single moment it seemed as if everything would be alright, but then the unthinkable happened. Legolas cried out in rage and denial as he saw that an orc had managed to get passed Eladrion's guard. He reached them just as the orc drove its sword into the boy's shoulder.
Legolas reached the clearing just as Eldarion fell. The remaining orcs rushed him at once. Legolas put up a valiant struggle and probably would have won if not for the orcs cruel tactics. Legolas had just dispatched one orc and was about to kill another when suddenly a guttural voice called out to him.
"Elf, if you value the boys life you will put down your weapon and surrender to me!"
Legolas turned and saw Eldarion in the orc's deadly embrace. The orc held the boy tightly pressed back against him. Legolas took in the wickedly sharp dagger held at the boys throat. He looked back and saw that Aragorn and his men would never reach them in time, for they were battling at least forty more orcs that had appeared seemingly out of thin air. The orc saw his hesitation and pressed his advantage. He made a small cut with his filthy blood stained knife. Legolas tightened his grip on his Elven blades and then relaxed his grip. He had no choice. His weapons fell to the ground and the orc smiled at him. It was not a nice smile. It was one of those orcish smiles that said that he would die, or at least scream before this was all through. He strode forward until he stood only inches from the prince. He leaned forward until his lips were inches from his ear. Legolas barely repressed a shudder when he felt the ugly creatures foul breath on his cheek.
"Well elf, I'm glad you decided to cooperate. I wouldn't want my pretty elf to be damaged before I had a chance to play with it."
As he said this he ran his foul tongue along the rim of the elf's delicately pointed ear.
The orc felt the barely repressed shudder and said, "You must really enjoy my touch if your already trembling with pleasure. My name is Ganthru. Remember that name elf. You'll be screaming it later."
Meanwhile, Aragorn was struggling to get to where he had seen Legolas drop his weapons. Every time he got the advantage, more orcs seemed to appear.
"Legolas! Eldarion!" He shouted in panic when he saw the orcs move closer around them, blocking his view. From there, he couldn't see anything, and turned he attention, rage and anger to the foul beings in front of him.
Ganthru walked away from the Legolas ordering his troop to move out before the king and his warriors came. Legolas looked over at his friend's son and saw how distressed he looked. The boy was looking around him with barely concealed horror. Legolas made a vow then and there to protect Eldarion from harm. Those foul creatures would never lay a hand on the boy. He would never permit it.
They walked for what seemed like hours. Eldarion began to stumble and fall, causing the orcs to grow angry with the boy. The next time the boy fell Ganthru ordered the boy to be picked up. Two of the larger orcs picked the boy up and held him while Ganthru strolled over to them and ran a finger down the boy's cheek. Eldarion felt the bile rise in his throat and turned his head away trying to control the nausea that threatened to over whelm him. This angered the orc, causing him to lash out and hit the boy repeatedly. Eldarion couldn't help but cry out in pain, but he would never beg for mercy. He had too much pride for that. He looked over at Legolas and saw him struggling against his bonds and captors trying to reach him. Ganthru went to hit the boy again when Legolas's voice stopped him. He paused and listened to what the elf was saying.
"Stop hitting the boy. Do what you want with me, but leave the boy be!"
Ganthru considered the elf's plea and smiled. Yes he would stop hitting the boy if the elf was willing to pay the price. Meanwhile Eldarion was looking at his father's friend with shame in his eyes. How could he ever believe that Legolas had tried to break his family apart on purpose. The elf would never do that. He was brought back to attention when the main orc began speaking.
"Alright elf, I'll stop hitting him or doing anything else to him for the rest of your stay with us if you do something for me. Do it good enough and I'll even keep the others from hurting him."
Legolas had a dreadful feeling deep in the pit of his stomach that he would not like the answer but still had to ask, "What is it that you wish of me?"
The orc sneered and said, "Oh nothing much master elf. For now all I ask is that you allow me to fuck your mouth. Make no mistake I'll take you willing or not, but if you cooperate it'll be easier on you and the boy. So what's it going to be."
Legolas stared at the orc contemplating his proposition. Had he been alone, he never would have considered it, but with Eldarion here, it would be the best way to keep him safe. He knew the orc was not lying, he and the others cared nothing for the boy. That's because they had obviously no idea who the boy was, and Legolas meant to keep it that way. He only had to hold out until Aragorn came for them. He had no doubt that his friend would come to save them. Decision made Legolas turned to look at the boy. His heart nearly broke at his look of horror. He was ripped from his reverie by Ganthru's voice.
"Well elf what's it gonna be, easy way or hard way?"
Legolas took a deep calming breath and made his deal with the devil, "I'll do it."
Ganthru smiled and patted his cheek, "Good boy I knew you'd see reason."
His claw like hands suddenly seized his shoulders in a vice like grip as they shoved him to the ground and held him there. One hand stayed on his shoulder as the other moved to grip his long golden hair. Ganthru motioned one of his men over and gestured for the other orc to free Ganthru's straining erection from his breeches. Once that was done he motioned the other orc away. He then forced Legolas's mouth open and thrust inside. He forced the elf to take him all the way in on the first time refusing to give the elf time to adjust. Legolas almost passed out from the force of his thrusts. Finally after what seemed like hours, Ganthru roared like a dying balrog and spilled his vile seed into Legolas's mouth. He pulled out and then held the elf's mouth shut forcing him to swallow the foul seed. His hands then released Legolas and let him drop to the rest of the way to the ground. The last thing he saw before loosing consciousness was Eldarion's horror ridden tear streaked face. Then the darkness rose up and consumed him.
Eldarion watched what was happening, afraid to look away. Legolas's eyes turned to him directly before he passed out. The boy struggled against his captors, wishing to be by the side of the one that had seemed to try to pull his family apart, but now was his only protector. Wishing to be sick, he struggled against his captor's hold on his once again, and soon, realizing there was nothing they would let him do, he stopped struggling, and was carried off the opposite side, being tied up, and listening to the orcs sick talk of the elves.