Disclaimer: I don't own any of the main characters but I wish I did.

Elrohir, The Mighty

Chapter Five,

"Well, well, well, a secret you kept from me my pet?" The drawling voice interrupted the scene and Elrohir spun, staring at the angry Armard. He was in so much trouble.

"No master, I did not know about them until Ad-Glorfindel told me earlier," Elrohir said, moving towards his master on his knees. "I wouldn't lie to you…" his head snapped to the side from the backhand.

"But obviously Glorfindel did. Guard bring me the golden warrior," Armard ordered a nearby guard who bowed and fled quickly. "You will both be punished for this. I am disappointed with you my pet."

"Master please…I have to visit the King…" Elrohir said his voice getting quieter he quickly glanced back at Elrond and Elladan. "He asked for me tonight."

"Oh yes of course he did. Alright, I shall punish Glorfindel tonight and you tomorrow. Go and do your duty," Armard kicked Elrohir slightly and Elrohir jumped up to his feet and with a last look at his new found family took off at a run just as Glorfindel was dragged into the yard.

"What's his duty?" Elladan asked bravely.

"Didn't you new found brother tell you?" Armard cackled. Glorfindel stiffened, this wasn't going to be good, "He's one of the best whores in the city, very popular. Makes lot's of money for me. Now Glorfindel, you lied to Elrohir and caused him to lie to me." Elrond and Elladan were in shock.

"Master I did not mean…" he was stuck so violently he fell to the ground. Armard pulled off his thick leather belt and began to thrash Glorfindel's back with it mercilessly. Elrond and Elladan were still in shock from hearing what Elrohir was and just watched in mute shock as the blond was beaten until blood ran.

"Take him back to his rooms," Armard ordered, wiping his bloodied belt off on Glorfindel's shirt before putting it back on. Two guards pulled Glorfindel up and dragged him away, the blond elf hanging unconscious between them. "When Elrohir returns from the King bring him here and put him in the cage, let him spend some time with his new found family," Armard sneered at them before walking away just as it began to rain, soaking the three elves in the cage quickly. Elladan huddled up to his father and cried quietly.

It was a few hours later when Elrohir was brought to them, his shirt hanging open revealing the bruises and hickeys over his chest and neck. The cage was opened and he was shoved inside so roughly he fell over the unknown elf and whacked his head on a bar. Elrond quickly pulled him into his arms and examined the small cut that the hit had caused.

"Are you alright Elrohir?" he asked as he wiped the trickle of blood away. Elladan wouldn't look at his brother.

"Yes…you know what I am don't you?" he asked sadly.

"You're a whore." Elrohir flinched and looked at his twin who looked so utterly sick that Elrohir felt like crying.

"I don't want to be," he mumbled as his ada, his real ada held him close, "They were going to kill me at first because I was wounded but then they saw how pretty I was and…well…yeah…" he trailed off. "I don't enjoy being what I am but it's safer than what Ad-Glorfindel does."

"What does he do?" Elrond asked.

"He fights in the arena, he's the reigning champion," Elrohir said. They looked puzzled, "They're fights to the death…"

"The death?" Elrond asked shocked. Elrohir nodded.

"See, I told you my job was safer than his. Neither are enjoyable but I have less chance of being killed," Elrohir said simply. Elrond held him closer and Elrohir pressed his head to the broad chest. "I wish I could remember more about you."

"I'm sure you will my son," Elrond said, "What do you remember?"

"Well, I remember the battle and…and I think I remember seeing you there. I remember a woman with long golden hair and she's really pretty. I dream about her all the time," Elrohir said with a happy smile on his face.

"You're talking about Nana," Elladan said crawling closer to his twin.

"Is that who she is?" Elrohir asked happily, "I can also remember, or rather I dream about a house surrounded by trees and water falls."

"That's Imladris, our home," Elladan said with a smile.

"I recognise the name," Elrohir smiled and pulled Elladan closer, "We are a family, we are together again. I-Is there someone missing? It doesn't feel complete," Elrohir asked and Elrond smiled.

"Your Nana left these shores years ago but I expect you are missing your sister," he told him. Elrohir looked up, a strange look in his eyes.

"Sister…Arwen. Her name is Arwen or am I mistaken?" he asked.

"No you are right, Arwen is safe in Imladris thankfully," Elrond said, "Now we'd best get to sleep. It's freezing so we'd best huddle close together."

"It's also wet. Um, excuse me? Would you like to come closer so you can stay warm?" Elrohir asked the unknown elf kindly. The elf looked slightly surprised to be asked but nodded and crawled over, "What's your name?"

"Rúmil of Lothlorien," the silver haired elf answered with a smile. Elladan nodded to him and allowed the other elf to snuggle up.

"I recognise your name but not your face," Elrohir said slowly.

"We never met, you were friends with my brother Haldir," Rúmil said easily as the four lay down, the rain splashing heavily down upon them. "You were good friends I believe." In truth he remembered how much his elder brother had spoken of the younger twin, how much Haldir had loved Elrohir. Rúmil was so glad he couldn't see this now.

"I recognise that name too," Elrohir smiled slightly and yawned.

"You must be tired from your earlier…um…well you must be tired. Let's get some sleep," Elrond said awkwardly. Elrohir placed his head on the elf lord's chest.

"I'm sorry about what I am Ada," Elrohir mumbled into his Ada's chest as his eyes closed, he'd taken to sleeping like a human while in his captivity.

"And I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner my little one."

A/N This has been written for AGES, possibly years, but I've never put it up. Don't know why. So I thought I would and if I get enough response I'll start the story going again.