Ish Chronicles: Sins of a Race

AN: :: twitch:: (sorry this paragraph not spell checked but rest of the story is) Okay been over the first chapter a million and one times. Beta reader, if two authors cannot catch every mistake, so sue us, we are trying. And PLEASE, just cause we do not go by 'stardard' lines do not insist this being AU till it's done. I'm trying my harderest by skimming the AU line then yanking it back into nonAU far from the border. Please give this story line time, creativity is how new stories start. If we keep slipping every exstreme idea into AU what will we have left for regular Tolkien? We DO NOT as far as I know how Leggy and Aragorn met, no one does, so please, bare with me. This is harder then you think, we can't just toss out a chapter. Slip into AU we might as well kill Aragorn.

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Water splashed every wear, as Legolas shoved Estel's face into a cave stream. The water was bitterly cold, and sure to jar the human awake. Or he would drown by suffocation. Shocked by the coldness of the water, Estel snapped awake grasping at Legolas' arms. It was a useless gesture, Estel's hands were secured behind his back. In the initial plunge, his lungs took in some water, causing him to chock. There was no air, air in which his lungs needed. Panicking Estel fought against the elf that had him securely pinned.

Legolas looked upon the human with disgust. He was a foul race and should be cleansed from this earth. He hoped his father took this filth's life or at the very least threw him in the dungeons forever more.

Something inside Legolas wished him to leave the human drown, but reluctantly he pulled the human up. Only to toss him unto the ground. Estel coughed and sputtered sweet air returning to his lungs. Rolling to his stomach, clearly pain returned to him from his multiple injuries. The most painful being his broken arm.

Estel did not know why this elf hated him so. His father and brothers and all the elves in Imladris always showed him the greatest of kindness. A memory flashed in his mind as, Estel let a single tear roll down his face. He remembered his brothers. Why had they not saved him? Why had they let this elf be so cruel to him? Did they not love him anymore? Was he to be left forever with no one?

Legolas kicked Estel in the leg hard. 'What's your name edan?'

'My name is Estel.' Estel said with uncertainty.

'You lie Estel is an elven name and you are NOT an elf.' Legolas voice was venomous.

Pulling out his elven dagger, Legolas stared at the human with an evil gleam in his eyes. Estel cowered in fear.

"You would not harm me right?" Estel asked slipping back to elvish.

Legolas only laughed and ran the knife over his face. Estel cringed in horror as Legolas pulled back as if to stab him. Instead Legolas pulled back the knife and Estel waited for the blow. It came, Estel cried out in pain as the dagger was plunged into his leg.

'Now you shall not run from me edan.' Legolas sneered twisting the knife.

Estel looked upon the elf all pain gone from his eyes. "You did not have to do that elf. I would not have tried to get away." /What home to I have to go home to anyway./

Legolas slapped the human. 'You should not EVER look at me like that.'

Estel's face stung red with fire. This was going to be a long day. Where were his brothers? Would they let this elf kill him just for being human? Then again they did walk away when they were just a few precious feet away. They could have saved him then, Estel broke down sobbing.

'Stop crying!' The elf screamed at him but Estel's tears kept flowing.

All thoughts were focused on his family and how they had let him down when he needed them most. Infuriated, Legolas picked up the human by the collar. Like the boy had no weight at all. Strength born of rage, Legolas threw Estel across the cave. Much to Legolas' surprise the human cried out. Reaching for his leg. Estel had more or less landed on his head, his leg should not be hurt. Tricked, he was being tricked by that filthy human.


Grabbing a medal rod Legolas stormed over to Estel, were he saw blood oozing out of a gash on the humans leg. An old dwarf ax, rusted, and long forgotten in this cave had cut it. Cruelness once again came over Legolas. Thinking how well his further tormentors would look in this predicament.

'Serves you right for crying.' He then went up to the human and kicked him in his injured leg, 'now you have something to cry out for.'

"Why did you do that for?" Estel asked pained.

'Simply, because I despise you and all of your race. They are weak and should be eradicated.'

"Legolas, you father needs to see you. Apologies for disrupting you my prince."

Estel looked at the elf as he picked him up again and threw him up against the cave wall. Falling with a thud upon the floor. His head had struck a rock and now blood was seeping from a gash on his head. Legolas smiled down at the human a cold cruel smile. He was glad he had inflicted some pain on him and he would return for more soon.

"Get me some rope first." Legolas ordered.

The elf bowed and listen. In a flicker he was gone, but he was back faster holding rope. Legolas snatched it from the elf's hands. Quietly he bound Aragorn's legs together, then tied a rock to his neck. Estel squirmed as Legolas picked him up, but his body lulled dazed by the head trauma.

'Fall asleep you drown.' Legolas said tossing Legolas into the stream.

The water level was barely at a level that Estel could lift his head up. The rock constantly pulled him down. Threatening to pull him under. The cave darkened to pitch black, the elves left him no light. Things swam in the water, slithering, and sliding across his skin. Exsploring the bleeding woods, sometimes biting. Estel closed his eyes, letting out a fusterated scream.