The number of elves in the Lord's residence increased, while the number of orc fell gradually. Aragorn was on the brink of death and if not for Legolas's help, he would have probably died in the hands of the Lord. Gimli and Lord Elrond were fighting close to Legolas's side. Elrohir returned as police from other stations have been notified. Bullets were shot around, injuring some here and some there.
Aragorn was weaponless when his sword dropped onto the ground once again. This time round, Lord Elrond threw him a gun he received from his son. Aragorn has never tried using a gun. He was only used to swords and arrows. Fortunately for this time, the orcs wielded swords instead of arming themselves with guns, which they kept in a secret locker down at the basement. Lord Elrond laid Legolas in his hands as he examined his chest wound. A large gap was seen on his chest. It wasn't a smooth stab, as sides of the gap were jagged and uneven. Noting Legolas difficulty in breathing, Lord Elrond deduced that the stab must have punctured his left lung. His left lung had collapsed, causing him to be unable to breathe properly.
Aragorn remembered the steps Legolas took to shoot the target at the archery range in his school. He imitated Legolas stance as quick as he could, skipping a few steps and pulled the trigger as soon as possible. It went slightly off target, but nonetheless, it hit the Lord's arm. The Lord screamed in pain. Aragorn knew this was nothing as compared to the pain Legolas was in. Lord Elrond left Legolas to Gimli and the elves stood together this time, to fight side by side and eliminate the orcs from their world. Legolas watched his friends and fellow elves fight as he felt weaker and weaker. Gimli held in hand, talked to him. The elves formed a border, separating the orcs and Legolas. That would ensure Legolas's safety. Legolas witness the number of elves which sacrificed in the attack. Aragorn looked weary and frail too. In his heart, Legolas was hoping to hear a " sorry " from Aragorn. His good natured characteristic forced Legolas to forgive his best friend in the past life. Though the facts of his past life were engraved in his mind, without him actually understanding the whole matter, the bond between Aragorn and Legolas was unique and inseparable. Those harsh words from Legolas were just said in a fit of anger, after he suppressed his emotions for a long period of time.
The twin brothers helped Aragorn with the fight against the Lord who was already injured. The three forces came hand in hand and it proved successful. Each attack brought down the Lord further and further. After Aragorn pushed the fatal blow into the Lord's abdomen, the Lord was down on the ground, beaten. The elves overpowered the rest of the orcs, though the number of casualties were a lot too. Just when they thought the whole thing was over, they could finally send Legolas to the hospital to receive treatment, the Lord reached for a gun on the ground. He lifted his hand and aimed it at Aragorn's back. Legolas had opened his eyes, looking at Aragorn as he made his way over to Legolas's side. His gaze fell on the Lord who had raised the gun.
Despite the fact that his lungs were hurting terribly and he could hardly breathe, Legolas screamed at Aragorn. As he screamed, it continued to rupture the blood vessels in his lungs, which led to further internal bleeding. Before Aragorn could turn to have a look at what was going on behind him, he was shot in the back. Darkness overwhelmed him quickly and he fell towards the ground. Elladan and Elrohir rushed to finish off the Lord, ensuring that he was really dead before they turned their backs. Legolas crawled his way to the unconscious Aragorn. Aragorn didn't stir. It was his first time facing the pain of being shot by a gun and it was much more painful than being slashed by a sword. Blood still dripped from Legolas's mouth as he coughed continuously, trying very hard to breathe. Tears formed in his eyes as he held his unconscious friend. As Legolas raised his hand to touch Aragorn's face, Lord Elrond could clearly see the visible wounds on the young elf's body and limbs, but he was occupied by Aragorn's gun shot wound and the fact that he was unconscious. Elladan and Elrohir were too busy examining Aragorn and calling for the ambulance. The poison from the stab started to take its effect. All the electrocution left parts of the young elf's skin fresh and raw looking. The poison made him lose blood and vomit excessively. When Legolas started to vomit, Elladan and Elrohir suddenly remembered about their injured little brother. Elladan and Lord Elrond sat beside Legolas.
" How is Aragorn? " asked Legolas weakly. Before a reply came, the elf lost consciousness and the last sounds he heard were familiar voices calling out his name.
In the hospital, all the injured elves were treated by different groups of doctors, sent for different thorough examinations. Some remained hospitalised while others received out patient treatment. The orcs were certified dead by the doctors. Elladan and Elrohir had no broken bones, just cuts, bruises, scratches all around them. Both didn't require hospitalisation. Aragorn and Legolas received an emergency operation to remove the bullet and to sew both the puncture as well as the deep stab wound. Legolas had a broken arm and a dislocation to his kneecap after he was repeatedly kicked and beaten by the orcs during the torture. The poison had no antidote and the doctors could only give him antibodies for his cells to fight against the poison. They tried to flush out most of the poison in his blood stream and replenished his blood supply after massive loss of blood from his chest wound. Lord Elrond and his twin sons thought it would be better for the duo to rest at home after their operation as home would be a more familiar and comfortable place. The doctors agreed, since Lord Elrond had a family doctor and the hospital could send two doctors and a few nurses to stay in his home to monitor their conditions. Gimli and Lord Elrond were safe and fine too, as both weren't tortured, and merely suffered a few side effects of the sleeping powder they breathed in prior to their capture.
Elladan and Elrohir travelled in the ambulance with the unconscious duo; Legolas and Aragorn. The duo were unconscious because anaesthetic still remained in their body and they were kept unconscious till they reached home. The nurses and doctors carefully wheeled them into their rooms and carried them up onto their beds. Aragorn stirred a bit as he laid on his back wound, but he drifted to sleep again. The bullet didn't hit any vital organs fortunately, but nevertheless, it would still be painful after the operation.
Two days later, Aragorn regained conscious. Elladan and Elrohir were by his side when he awoke. He held Elladan's hands and tried to get up. Elrohir ran to get his father and the doctor.
" Aragorn, don't get up first. Lie down and let the doctor check on you. " ordered Lord Elrond. Elladan and Elrohir tried to persuade Aragorn to lie back down too.
" No, what happened? I just can't remember. " asked Aragorn.
" You can't remember what happened? Do you remember us? " questioned Elrohir worriedly.
" Yea, yea. Legolas, Lord, orcs, Gimli.. Where's Legolas? " shouted Aragorn as he remembered what happened before he lost consciousness. Aragorn tried to get out of his bed, removing the blanket which covered him and lifting his legs off the bed. Lord Elrond and the doctor held Aragorn on each side, as he walked steadily to Legolas's room, in an attempt to find Legolas.
A nurse walked out of Legolas's room with a tray. The tray contained wet towels. The nurse smiled at Aragorn and the rest, greeting them. Lord Elrond guided Aragorn into the room. Gimli and a doctor were already there. The room was brightly lit. Aragorn got closer to Legolas's bed side, with Gimli giving up his seat to Aragorn. Aragorn held Legolas's bandaged hand lightly. Legolas's eye lids fluttered and his eyes open to make contact with Aragorn's gaze. Aragorn was comforted by the fact that his friend was conscious, but merely taking a rest just now.
" Ar..Aragorn..." muttered Legolas who spoke weakly through the oxygen mask around his face. Machines, tubes, drips, blood bags were all placed and hooked around Legolas's bed. The oxygen mask aided in his breathing, the blood bags maintained his blood pressure, the machines monitored his heartbeat rate,etc...
" How is Legolas? " asked Aragorn, looking at Lord Elrond.
" He is fine, don't worry. The poison is still in him and he might vomit frequently if the poison takes effect again. He needs to rest more and not injure his lungs. " replied the doctor instead of Lord Elrond.
" I..am...fine.." whispered Legolas.
" Legolas, look at you. You can hardly speak properly and you say you are fine, just like before! " exclaimed Gimli, shaking his head, realising that old habits never die. Legolas looked around at the machines and sighed miserably.
" Legolas... Can I speak to you? " asked Aragorn.
" Aren't you already speaking to me? " Legolas tried to add a sense of humour to his sentence. However, his attempt to speak quickly and normally was proven a wrong decision, with him breaking into a coughing fit. Elladan wanted to get some water for Legolas, but the doctor stopped him.
" The water might flow into his trachea instead of oesophagus, then it would cost more harm to him! " explained the doctor. The doctor patted Legolas on his back and rubbed his back in circles, trying to control his coughing and reduce it to a stop.