A/N: I don't own any of the characters in LOTR…. please review. Story is told from Aragorn's pov… 1chapt only,

His head drooped as he slept. I dropped the candleholder from my grasp, shaking. I had struck him, caused him to… I loved him, and I had struck him. I bent down and glanced at his face. He came to, and yelped when he looked into my eyes.

'Please' he mumbled, looking around him. 'Please, Aragorn...you don't want to do this…'

How could he know what I want? I caught a flash of fear as his eyes darted around once again. No use, not only were the doors locked, but I had tied him up. The realisation of his kidnap scared him, I could sense it.

Don't be scared, Legolas…' I caressed his face, watching a tear slide down his cheek, I wiped it away.

'Don't cry…I will never hurt you…'  I watched his jaw quiver. 'I love you, Legolas'

'No, no you love Arwen, Aragorn. You two are to be married'

I will give it all up for you, Legolas. I want you, not her'

He whimpered, making me angry. I wasn't going to hurt him, Godammit, I loved him. I felt pain when he felt pain, I felt sick as I realised what I was doing, the guilt washing over me. I pushed it away, angrily.

'Please, Legolas…'

'No, leave me go…'

A noise upstairs told me Gandalf and Boromir had found out what my plan was, and were searching for him…not much time. I turned to discover Legolas free of his ropes; he had somehow gotten out of them…

'Aragorn…Let me go'

He didn't love me back…what was I to do now? I picked up a sword lying on the floor and held it to my throat.

'No, Aragorn, I'll love you, just don't do it!'

He took a step closer, his hand reaching for the sword cautiously, I stepped back…

God, you can't just 'love' someone, I don't need pity, especially from him.

'You don't mean that…'

I was interrupted by a bang on the door by Boromir, he knew we were here, Legolas called out to them, and I drew the sword closer, feeling the cool blade on my skin. Legolas trembled, causing me to pull the sword away again.

'Please Aragorn don't do this, you're life is worth so much more.

My hand was shaking, he was right; my life was worth so much more…they were almost in now, Gandalf casting some sort on incantation…

'You're right, my life is worth so much more…but how much is yours worth?'

His face froze in fear; I could tell he knew what I was going to do. Something inside me snapped…I pulled my hand back and thrust the sword into his gut, the look of shock ceased to pain as he crumbled to the floor… I watched as the only one I could ever love in this lifetime died slowly…the door burst open and Boromir rushed in, clutching his blade. I felt somebody grab me from behind and push me onto the floor next to my beloved, He was gone. I brought my hand out to touch his wound, his blood staining my hand…I touched his face, his hair, the blood staining it orange… Gandalf cursed as he saw Legolas dead on the floor, and it hit me, what I had just done.

Never again would I hear Legolas's sweet voice sing,

Never again would he smile happily, his laugh brightening up those around him,

Never again, will he fight, something he was proud of,

Never again…

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