chapter six

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Tauriel POV
I woke with an ache in my head. Everything was dark and I couldn't see anything. I could hear slow breathing coming from my left, I turned my head but it didnt help considering it was pitch black. I needed to get better aquainted with my surroundings. I pushed my hands out my right hand collided with something hard and rough, a wall. It also smelled terrible in here. It seemed as if I was in a cell, but where I did not know. I heard a whimper I turned around when I heard a voice "Where am I?" I knew that voice "Nellathiel?" I questioned in shock "Tauriel?" I ran over to her and hugged her "Tauriel where are we, what are we doing here?" she questioned "I dont know Nella, I wish I did, all I remember was fighting orcs and then being knocked out" I answered her honestly. She quietly sobbed into my shoulder. A chuckling sound came from behind us we turned to find an orc behind us with a lamp, the light illuminating his ugly features. I reached for my weapons when it dawned on me that they were not there. The orc smiled his black teeth were disgusting "bout time you elflings woke up," his voice was crackly like he had an infection in his throat. "Where are we?!" Nellathiel demanded the orc laughed before answering "You deary are in Dol Guldur." I gasped in suprise when I realised exactly what had happened. We had been kidnapped and taken to the orc fortress and I could only guess what was going to happen next. "They want the brunette first" he spoke Nellathiel was trembling was fear "NO!" I shouted as the orc grabbed her arm and started pulling her away I jumped up to pull her back but it was to late, they had already taken her and locked the door to the cell. I sat down and put my head in my hands. It was about ten minutes later when I heard the first scream. There was no doubt that it was Nellathiel. They were obviously torturing her. Her screams were endless and full of agony I covered my ears it was unbearable hearing my best friend suffer. This went on for another hour or so when the screams stopped. I was worried that she had been killed, I was panicing when the cell door opened and in came Nellathiel. She was bleeding there were cuts on here face and her the back of her tunic was shredded and soaked with blood and she was passed out. The orc then proceded to grabb me by the arm I struggled but he was to strong. I was brought into a room there was an orc standing in the middle of it he smiled at me and I grimaced. They tied me to a chair the orc who was standing there had to be the captain. He held an aura of superiority. "Now I am going to ask you a question, she elf, and you will answer me," he gave me bone chilling look and proceeded. "Tell me how to get i to Mirkwood, tell me all of its weaknesses." I looked him in the eye and mustered up the coldest glare I could and said "I would rather be tortured and have an slow painful death than tell you anything." I seethed. The orc was infuriated and I knew I was about to suffer like Nellathiel if not worse. He then brang the whip down against my cheek it stang. But that was only the begining of it.

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