Ish Chronicles: Sins of a Race

AN: This is the first of the Ish Chronicles, it will be updated maybe once every week in a half. But right now my co-author is very sick so have pashence. We will get it out on time, but maybe a day late. This will be a shock from the typical Legolas Aragorn first meeting so if your not up for radical ideas LEAVE NOW. Part of the challange was keeping this from being AU, and trust me, it's being a big challage. ON to editing, for ga knows how many times.

Disclaimer do not own Tolkien. Try to sue me, I'll give your lawyers to the orcs.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ish Chronicles~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
SINS OF A RACE

By Irish Elf, and Legolas' Lover

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Legolas ran, his lungs heaved with the effort he was putting out. Fear raced through his mind, fear born from the humans that wished to capture him. Why, he didn't know. He had done nothing wrong to them, his father was the one who turned they away. Looking behind him he searched for the sign of the humans. The bay of the dogs seemed far off, was he safe?

(*Day Earler*)

"But King Thranduil, we really need your help in the trade of the dwarves." A man pleaded, his name of Nejis.

"I am sorry, I will not help you on this." Thranduil said firmly. "That is finial."

"Please, or do you elves only stick to your kind and your kind only!"

"Father what is going on?" A tiny voice of a elfling asked from behind the throne.

"Legolas go back to bed, and yes, we prefer to stick to our own kind human. Now leave or I will toss you into the dungeons till you learn the meaning of no."

Nejis glared at Thranduil, his eyes then falling on the young elf. Malicious ideas formed in his head. Ideas that would involve the kings son. Bowing lowly, Nejis glared one last time at Thranduil.

"Then I will go without your help, but do not think this is the last you will hear of us."

(*End Flashback*)

Legolas stopped and turning around to stare behind him. His ears strained to hear any noise, but it was already to late. To dogs leaped from the bushes, having had tacked, and stalked Legolas. Screaming in shock, Legolas fell to the ground. Desperately trying to fight off the heavy hunting dogs.

Why didn't he take head of his fathers word to not go out hunting alone? Legolas asked himself. A dog bit down on his wrist, with no intent on letting go. He whimpered softly and tried to pull away. It was of no use, soon the humans surrounded him. Drawn by the scream, and the dogs eager barking.

"Finally got that damn elf." The voice of Nejis growled.

Pulling his arm, Legolas tried to free his arm from the dogs jaws. Little did he know every pull made the dog bite down harder. Another grabbed his ankle growling and shaking his head. Legolas paid no attention to Nejis, that was until he put a booted foot into Legolas' gut.

"Filthy creatures." Nejis hissed.

Protectively Legolas curled in on himself as much as he could. Not remotely done with Legolas, he walked over to a tree, pulling thick branch out of the shrubbery around it. Slowly he snapped off every branch, letting the young elf know what was coming next.

"This is for being stuck up!" Nejis slammed the branch into Legolas' rib cage. "This is for not listening!" He then slammed the branch unto the curve of Legolas's back, knocking out all air in his lungs. "This is for being an elf!" He slammed the branch down on Legolas' arm, breaking it. "And this is for the dwarf issue." Nejis brought his boot down on Legolas' exposed ear, causing Legolas to cry out again.

The dogs held Legolas fast, not bothered by what Nejis did. Only when Nejis was done did his men step forward, commanding the dogs off of Legolas. Two grabbed Legolas, who was trying his best not to cry with the pain. Walking over to a tree with good clearing they held Legolas up, as one scampered up the tree.

"I can't reach his hands." The man said leaning down.

Legolas felt as one arm was raised, he tried to resist, but someone punched his broken arms. A rope was tied around his wrist, then Legolas' other arm, the broken one, was raised. The pain was great and Legolas groaned. The men had bound his right wrist to his left, arms wrapped around the branch. Not giving him the comfort of hanging form a rope.

A cry escaped Legolas' lips, as he was let go. The bone form the broken arm almost tearing through the skin. Legolas breathed heavily trying to suppress the pain. It was not working, and his head spun wildly with the pain.

"Beat him." Nejis ordered. "Beat him till that bone comes out."

One man grabbed his whip for the dogs. He snapped it in testing, the brought it down on Legolas' back once for a test swing. The with a fluid motion of his body, he brought it down again, this time harder. Legolas stiffened, a crimson line formed across his back. The man swung again, and again, till his body fell into an automatic movement.

Crimson lines formed at first, then the back of Legolas' shirt was nothing but tatters; Just like his back. His finial hit accidentally struck where the bone pushed against the skin. Legolas cried out loudly, but barely audible, his lungs raw from all the previous cries. Cries he never herd himself scream, they came automatically, and shamefully.

"Sorry I almost ruined your fun Jeb, but his bone still does not show." The person at the whip apologized to the next man.

"That is all right." Jeb replied, cracking his knuckles. "Ye left fun for me, so 'tis fine."

Legolas by now wished to beg for them to stop. It was not elf like to beg for mercy, so he did not. His eyes clenched shut, as his body pulsed in pain; Mostly from his arm. Drawing another ragged breath he herd the humans talk behind him. The one cracking his knuckles slowly, eagerly. Could this hurt worse?

A fist landed in Legolas' solar plexus. Air once again left Legolas' lungs. The next fist landed in Legolas' face. Punches came to his tender ribs, and breaking new ribs. They also landed on his stomach, once on his throat. Making getting back air harder. Soon the pain numbed as the lack of air took it's toll. Now Legolas lulled with the blow loosing count of how many blows fell. That was until-

Jeb's fist landed square in the boys face. Legolas' body jerked violently, and the bone finally tore through the tortured skin. Quickly Legolas regained his breathe, letting out a scream that deafened the humans for a few seconds. The dogs howled in response to the scream.

"I swear, they won't recognize their own prince cept by his hair." Nejis said in satisfaction. "Oh well, they'll need that to identify the body."

Nejis walked up to Legolas, pulling out a dagger. As if he was just cutting a steak, he began to slice Legolas' throat. Staring into pain field elven eyes at the brink of unconsciousness. Little did he notice the elves that had followed the cries.

An arrow sunk deep into Nejis' side, dropping him dead before he hit the ground. Legolas' body shook, as he turned his head to see the elves. He tried to form words, but he could not. Pain killed his words.

An elf cut Legolas free, it was then Legolas passed out. His arm hung limp, blood dripping of the exposed bone.

(*Hundreds of years later*)

Legolas slipped into a berry bush, mindful of the thorns. Some human was following him, he herd the soft foot steps. Unusually soft for someone of that race, but no doubt a human. Patiently Legolas waited for the human to get closer to him. As he waited memories invaded his mind. Memories of what happened last time he encountered humans.

The human tripped as he stepped in front of Legolas. He watched as the dark haired human face flushed red, as he stood up. Legolas herd as the human took a deep breath, then stepped towards him. His body tensed thinking the human saw him. For a second Legolas thought about pulling out his bow, but he decided not. He could best the human on his own.

Still searching for the something, the man turned his back on the elf. Stealthily Legolas crept from the berry bush. The human didn't move, his body stiff as if listening. Legolas laughed inwardly, if only humans were trained to listen for the sound of elves.

Suddenly the human unsheathed his sword, swinging it around at Legolas. Startled but not delayed, Legolas grabbed the humans sword in one hand. Sending his fist into the mans face. The impact was enough to send the humans staggering back.

Legolas grabbed his scimitars out of their sheaths. In a flash he was bearing down on the humans. The first of his scimitars sliced upwards. Instinctively the man blocked with his sword. With the second blade Legolas jabbed for the exposed belly of the man. Expecting such a move, the man twirled aside.

For a brief moment Legolas was open, the man thrust blindly at the elf. Hoping that at least he could graze Legolas. The two scimitars crossed in time, to block the blow. Locking the three swords, starting a test of strength between the two fighters.

'Who are you?' Legolas asked in common human tongue.

'Strider, ranger of the North. Why do you attack me?' Strider replied in the same tongue.

Legolas pushed with all his weight, pulsing back the human a few steps. Twirling around before the human could regain his balance both scimitars gracefully swinging through the air. Skillfully Estel dodged the first, barely catching the second. Estel kept stepping back. He was at the greatest disadvantage.

One of Legolas' blades sliced up Estel's front. Estel didn not cry out, ignoring the pain for any distraction would cause him a very painful loss. Stepping back Legolas watched the blood flow from the wound he just inflicted. This human was good, maybe one day he would be great. Amused he watched Estel, the human involved his whole body in breathing.

'Tired human?' Legolas taunted.

'Don't you wish.' Estel smarted back.

'I grow bored of you.'

One of his scimitars pressed back, blade against his arm, the second prepared to strike Estel hard. The human looking dazed, was startled when Legolas launched off at full elven speed. Before Estel knew it, his arm was stunned, as his sword flew out of his hand. Legolas' leg wrapped around one of Estel's pulling the humans leg from out under him.

The blade he was holding against his arm, Legolas ran trough Estel's shoulder even before the human hit the ground. Legolas was uncertain if the human cried out or not, concentrating on his movements. His next move, was to straddle Estel, preventing him from getting up.

'Strider, what an unusual name for a human. What are you doing here dear Strider?' Legolas questioned.

'I... I'm with my brothers.' Estel answered.

'Brothers I do not see any of your brothers. Either you lie to me human, which is probably the case. Or you were abandoned.'

'They went to see King Thranduil.' Aragorn said in defense of his brothers.

'Thranduil?' Fear ran up and down Legolas with memories of the past. 'Why are your brothers seeing him?'

Aragorn couldn't translate the words. Human tongues were other languages to him, elven was his primary, and first language. The scimitar shifted in his shoulder. Estel screamed, the pain raging through his body anew. Glancing off to his side, Estel noticed his sword. Still pain wracked he reached for it.

'For the last time I ask, why are they seeing Thranduil?'

'Relations.' Estel managed.

Legolas slammed his second scimitar handle into Estel's arm. Breaking one of two bones in his arm. Screaming out loud Estel stopped reaching for the sword and bucked under the elf. He had to get away, this elf was mad.

'Do not reach for your sword again unless you want me to finish breaking your arm.' Legolas warned in low warning tone. 'What kind of relations?'

Estel cringed,' relations of the land, trade, I do not remember.'

Coldly Legolas slammed the second scimitar into the other bone. Completely breaking Aragorn's arm. A louder screamed escaped Estel's lips. Instinctively he pulled his arm to him. The lower part of it hanging limp. He was now sweating with the pain that coursed through his body.

"Please stop, we do not come with harmful intent!" Estel screamed out in elvish. "If you don't kill me, I'll leave. Please friend stop!"

"FRIEND?" Legolas bellowed out. "No human is my friend."

Legolas jumped off of Estel, his eyes now seeing Estel in the same light as Nejis. A pitiful man that only though of himself. Enraged Legolas kicked Estel in the ribs. If not for the scimitar in his shoulder Estel would have flipped over with the force of the blow.

'If nothing else the human race should be wiped out like the orcs.' Legolas said back in common human. 'Just the same parasitic form on Middle Earth, do not insult be by calling me a friend.'

Estel coughed, moaning loudly. He had not understood a word Legolas said. Pain clouded over his mind, making secondary language impossible.

"Please stop," Estel pleaded again in elvish. "I em your friend."

Anger reached it's boiling point in Legolas, anger not at Estel, but at himself for wanting to cry. Legolas sneered as the pleas of the human fell on deaf ears.

'I care not for you human and your suffering. It only brings me happiness.'

Estel could not believe the malice in the elf's voice. It was unbecoming of any elf. Or what he figured to be unbecoming of an elf. For now Estel was uncertain, and confused by Legolas' actions.

"Why do you hate me?" Estel said through clenched teeth.

'I hate all humans for they cannot be trusted. You only care for yourselves and no elf would ever fall for your false lies.'

A tear fell from Estel's eye. If it was from the pain or the elf's cruel words he did not know.

"I swear to you I only want to be your friend. My brothers will be here soon and they will tell you." Estel cried out in elvish.

'Your human brothers will only suffer as you have if they try to approach me.' Legolas threatened as he delivered a swift kick to the human.

The rage inside him seemed to drive him further and once again he found himself twisting the human's arm. Aragorn cried out in pain and his head swam. The scimitar wiggling a bit more out of the ground, doing more damage to Estel's shoulder.

'I think I will take you to my father and let him throw you in the dungeons to rot away your miserable life.'

Estel started to say something but the elf delivered a quick blow to the head and he knew no more.

"Better much better now I do not have to listen to his lies anymore."

He threw the man onto his horse, retrieving his scimitars before climbing on. Cleaning them on some moss to rid them of the blood. The man hung limply over the side but the elf cared not. They rode for only a short while before entering the gates of Mirkwood; Legolas was hailed by the guards.

"My prince we have visitors, what have you there?"

"This edain was found in the woods near here I am taking him to my father."
"As you wish my prince." the guard said

As Legolas dismounted he slung his prize over his shoulder and entered the halls of his father. He went straight to his father's chamber and entered without knocking. He was at once stunned. Elladan and Elrohir were there.

"Hello my old friends what brings you to Mirkwood?" Legolas said smiling almost forgetting the man slung over his shoulder.

"Usual visit, ada wanting us to come visit to make sure things are well." Elrohir said.

Elladan nodded, "These are troubling times for Mirkwood."

"Oh" Legolas spoke almost forgetting the man. "This is a man I found on the path in the clearing. He claims his brothers are here. I told him he was a liar father but he only continued to spout these lies."

Elrohir pulled on Elladan's arm, not recognizing the form Legolas dumped on the floor. "We shall be going to let you deal with your bidding."

"Elrohir what are you doing?" Elladan hissed so only his brother could hear.

Elrohir shot his brother a look that told him he wanted to check on Estel. Elladan caught on and bowed lowly to King Thranduil, both twins hurrying out the door. Legolas glanced at the twins in suspicion, shrugging it off after a while.

"So my son, what do you wish to do with him?" Thranduil asked, knowing his son hated humans more then him. "Maybe we should press him for truths. I do not like humans lurking around our woods. They always mean trouble, more so then orcs."