No, unfortunately neither lilly7707 nor I own anything to do with Lord of the Rings… cause if we did, then we'd be rolling in money… which we're not…
"Alright, elf," Regulus said as he went to get something from the creaky table that stood in the corner. "We're gonna try something new, seeing as how the whippings have had such little success."
There was the sound of two things rubbing together followed by a Fttt. As Regulus turned around, Legolas saw that he had lit a candle that had a huge wick, making the several times larger than normal. Confused, Legolas looked at Regulus in silence, wondering what the slaver had cooked up in the head of his.
"So, what's this brilliant plan of yours?" Regulus asked with a cold look in his eyes.
Legolas looked straight in to eyes that reminder him far too much of the stones that had trapped for... how many days had it been? Five? Seven? Legolas didn't know, but what he did know, was that it was far too long. And Regulus, seeing the look of determination in Legolas's eyes, placed the flaming wick against Legolas's left shoulder and held there no matter how much Legolas tried to escape the burning. Finally, Legolas dropped to his knees before the slaver. It was only then that Regulus removed the candle from Legolas's skin, leaving a burn the size of Legolas's hand on his shoulder. For what seemed like hours, Regulus continue questioning Legolas, Legolas remaining silent, and the burn mark on his shoulder slowly growing with each passing question. It finally got to the point in which even if he wanted to, Legolas would not be able to speak he was in so much pain. At this point, Regulus went to have a word with the guard outside the door. When he returned, he leaned against one of the walls, sizing up the huge of burned flesh that was Legolas.
"You know, this would have been a lot easier if you had just cooperated in the first place. Less pain, less... shame," Regulus said calculatingly. At this moment, the guard entered with a branding stick.
Legolas looked up, he couldn't even muster the energy to wonder what was going to happen. Just as he was lowering his head, the red hot iron came in to contact with his skin. This gave Legolas a whole new definition for the word pain, and that was saying a lot due to the amount of suffering he had gone through since he'd arrived.
"Now," Regulus said after the branding stick had been removed, leaving the smell of burnt flesh in the air, "you're mine."
And as Legolas was dragged back to the room where Sherryl, Johnny, and Lanna waited, he managed to catch a glimpse of a skull and cross bones blackened on to his skin. He could feel that although he had been badly burned, his skin would heal within the next couple of weeks, however, the brand would last a human's life time, possibly a little longer.
With a start, Legolas realized that he couldn't let any of the others see the brand, it would make them think that he had given in and that they had broken him. But if they were to think that then... But that could wait. They hadn't given him his shirt back, though. It was in that moment that Legolas decided that the plan would be put in to place tomorrow. The sooner they got out, the better.
Once again, they threw Legolas in to the cell (Didn't these people know anything about gently letting go of a person?) where Sherryl was curled up in the corner looking forlorn and Lanna was next to her, trying to comfort her.
Johnny was missing.
Voice: I think I speak for everyone when I say... NOOOO! JOHNNY BOY!
Lily: Johnny boy? Isn't that Smiley's pet-name for him?
Voice: Yes, we both call him that. We're very good friends, her and I.
Lily: What? Since when?
Voice: Since you stopped being evil with your chapters.
Lily: Friend thief!
Voice: Reviews for everyone! Everyone being Smiley and nobody being Lily.
Lily: NO SMILEYS JOKE!
*Voice laughs evilly*
(Oh no! Smiley and Voice are friends and voice seems to becoming evil while lily is being... nice? what is going on? thank you for reading my lvs_ lily voice short)