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The fallen one	By : Nuredhel Category: +Third Age > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter four: Healing
Look at what’s ahead of you
Never let the past claim your soul
Free yourself from its grasp
Use it to build strength

The small group of riders reached Imladris as the sun disappeared behind the horizon, they crossed the main bridge and stopped, dismounted as stable workers came to take care of their horses. Aragorn and Elrohir helped Huna down from the horse and the tall ellon shivered, there were others there, strangers, and they stared. He pulled the blankets tighter around himself and wished that the earth could open up and swallow him whole. Elrond and Erestor came running, they had been told that the twins had returned unexpected and that usually spelled trouble. Elrond stopped and stared with huge eyes at the red head that stood shivering between Malagar and Aragorn, he was actually being held up by the two and even a blind man could see that the elf was far from healthy or happy.
Aragorn stared at Elrond. “We just saved this poor soul from a brothel, they had kept him there for weeks, he is a mess”
Elrond just gasped and he rushed forth, took a closer look at the stranger who refused to meet his gaze, to ashamed to look at anybody. “What is your name mellon? How did this happen to you?”
Huna just sobbed and Elladan answered, his voice shivering. “Apparently he has lost his memory but he thinks his name is Huna, and he lived with a family somewhere in the mountains. The raiders heard of him and killed everybody to capture him, then they sold him.”
Elrond heard the stress in his son’s voice and knew how they all felt. That elf had to have great strength to have survived for that long but it was fading fast and he did see it. He shouted an order to the servants and smiled to the tall redhead. “Do not worry Huna, I will help you, trust me.”
Huna just stood there, he was so very tired and everything hurt and he felt so terribly dirty. Some elves came running with a stretcher and they gently placed the tall elf onto it. Elrond nodded to his sons and the others. “I will take it from here, I will inform you if anything happens, rest now, you have ridden hard and long.”
Aragorn and the others went to their quarters to wash eat and rest but Elrond walked to the healing ward with the servants carrying Huna in tow. He was shocked, he had never encountered someone looking like that before and he had never heard of an elf being able to survive that sort of treatment for that long. There was something different about this one, he could sense it deep within. The fêa was of a different sort, the light stronger and fiercer than in all others. He had a suspicion that this creature was something new, not really an elf although wrapped in elven flesh.
The healing ward was empty this day and he ordered the servants to help Huna onto a bed, he tried to determine how he was to solve this problem. What should he do? The physical injuries were bad enough but not life threatening, the injuries to the soul on the other hand, that was another problem. He made a decision and got one of the servants to stay to help him. The other healers were probably asleep or busy somewhere else and he didn’t need much help with this. There was a pool with hot water there and he knew that Huna first and foremost needed to feel clean again, he sat down next to the shivering elf. “I will help you take a bath, but first I need to examine you and see if there are any serious injuries, it will be uncomfortable and maybe even painful but it is necessary. It is alright?”
Huna just sobbed, he felt confused and scared and the world was swirling in front of his eyes, he knew that this elf was friendly and that he was in safe hands but he wanted to hide, to just curl up in a ball in the darkness to never awaken again. Elrond sighed, too traumatized to even respond, he should have figured that out. Sometimes being freed from such a hellish experience caused a shock in itself. There were no more reasons to fight and that could be the end of him, the defiance and resistance was what kept some going. Elrond nodded to the servant and they pulled the blankets off the ellon who immediately went completely rigid with panic. He knew that these elves didn’t mean to molest him in any way but his body reacted as if they were. He shuddered and moaned and tried to pull himself away from their gentle touch.
Elrond knew that he probably would have to drug Huna, but he preferred not to. If he was to see what sort of damages the elf had received he would have to ask questions and if the ellon was drugged he wouldn’t be unable to answer properly. “Huna, listen to me, fear me not. It is alright, I know you are scared but we will not intentionally hurt you, do you understand?”
Huna slowly nodded but his eyes were still big and scared and Elrond cursed inwardly, those beasts had really done a lot of damage to this poor ellon. Elrond carefully examined his wrists, they were swollen and infected and the blood flow to the hands had been restricted but not dangerously much, it would hurt like hell though when the full flow returned and he knew that the ellon would face some very difficult days. The ankles were not that bad, the chains hadn’t been used there all the time and Elrond was rather sure that there wouldn’t be a single scar left after a while. Then the other injuries had to be checked and this was the difficult part. Huna had been raped, over and over again and Elrond feared internal tearing and tissue damage. He placed his hand on Huna’s shoulder and looked at him with a stern expression on his face. “Huna, now, listen to me. This is important, I have to examine you thoroughly and I know what those men did to you, I fear that they may have caused you internal injuries that won’t heal as easily as the rest of you. “
Huna closed his eyes, his breath shallow and rapid. “It hurt!”
Elrond sighed and felt how a sensation of grief and rage filled him, he could not even begin to imagine what this elf had gone through. “I know it did, and that is why I have to check you for tearing and such, it will hurt, I cannot lie to you but I will be as gentle as I can and it will not take long. “
Huna nodded, why not? He was already in pain and nothing could do things any worse than they already were. Elrond and the servant gently turned him over onto his stomach and placed a pillow under his chest, Huna grasped it and he was clinging onto it as if it was capable of bringing him some comfort. The servant stood there and stroked his head gently and Elrond washed his hands with warm water and then he coated his fingers with oil. Huna cringed when he felt the first touch, then he started to shiver as Elrond moved his legs to get access to the injured area and the healer choked a groan at the sight of the abused body in front of him. Blood and seed had dried onto the skin and it was no doubt that Huna was in great pain, he was just so used to it he didn’t react anymore. Elrond placed a hand on the small of his back to hold him in place and Huna took a deep breath, then he let out a wail in fear and pain and started trembling like mad, the whole body shook and the servant pushed him down into the matrass so he wouldn’t cause himself further harm. Huna was back again, back in the darkness, back in that dark stinky room with greasy hands fondling him, forcing him, tainting him. He shook his head violently. “No, no, no, no, please, no, I can’t I can’t please, oh Eru have mercy”
The servant was close to tears and Elrond was aghast, this was terrible to witness but there were no other way. Huna wailed, screamed and tried to squirm but the servant knew his task and held the ellon down as Elrond did the examination. It felt like violating the poor elf but there were no way around it and Elrond got a hard expression on his face. “Huna, I know that this hurts a lot but you have to tell me honestly, does anything hurt more than normal, what if I add pressure in this area?”
Elrond had noticed that the ellon’s prostate seemed very swollen and hard and he applied pressure and Huna immediately screamed in agony and gasped for air. “Stop, stop, it hurts, oh gods it hurts!”
Elrond pulled his finger out, there were no tearing to be found, the muscles were injured but would be fine again after a while, this on the other hand could be serious. He washed and sat down, Huna was still shivering, tears ran down his face and he looked miserable. Elrond took his hand. “They have caused internal injuries, have you made water lately?”
Huna just sobbed. “No, not in days, not much to drink”
Elrond pressed his lips together, if the swelling had caused the urethra to be closed off it was really bad and the healer knew that the hard thrusting from those beasts probably had caused several possible complications. “We will need to rehydrate you then, and I have to check one more thing too. It will hurt too but is needed.”
Huna groaned and his eyes were so hurt and sad. “Do you really have to?”
Elrond nodded. “Yes, if you cannot make water your bladder and kidneys will be seriously harmed, you can die from it. And I think they were so brutal against you that many parts of you got affected.”
Huna sobbed and closed his eyes. “Alright, just…just do it.”
Elrond nodded to the servant and they laid the elf down on his back and Elrond stroked his forehead gently. “Now, what I am about to do will normally feel very good, if you are injured it will hurt. I am just warning you.”
Huna just lay there, staring straight up into the ceiling. Elrond sighed and didn’t like this at all, he felt as though he was torturing the poor ellon but he had to see if the swelling affected his internal organs. He quickly pushed at several pressure points which affected the nervous system and first nothing happened but then Huna grasped onto the sheets and his mouth opened in a wordless cry as a mighty spasm rushed through him and it was that feeling he had had when he touched himself and when Ida rode him but it was so much stronger and it wasn’t good, it hurt. He rolled his eyes back. “Nnnnhh, hnnnngh, aaaahhh!”
Elrond could just whisper. “I am so very sorry.”
The healer held a keen eye on the writhing elf and to his relief the tortured ellon did ejaculate, but it didn’t look as it should, it had blood in it. The urethra wasn’t blocked then, that was a good thing indeed but his nether regions had taken so much pounding it had caused internal bleeding. He shook his head and wished the guilty ones down into the bowels of mount doom. Huna was crying like a child now, the servant stroked his cheek gently while whispering soft words and Elrond quickly removed the discolored liquid from his belly. The ellon would probably be ok again but it would take time and Elrond knew that Huna could face gigantic challenges when it came to his future lovelife, if he ever dared to become intimate with anyone at all.

Elrond knew that Huna had a scarred soul now, he would never recover entirely and only the gods knew if he ever would be normal. He touched the ellon’s cheek gently. “You will heal, your body will be as good as new in few days time, worry not.”
Huna didn’t meet his gaze, the strange golden eyes were turned towards the floor the whole time. “They…they didn’t care if they hurt me, they just…they…!”
Elrond sighed and stroked the long red hair. “I know, to them you were just a thing, something they could use to find pleasure, something beautiful to play with.”
Huna gasped for air. “How can anyone be so evil?!”
Elrond tried to smile. “A good question indeed, and one without a good answer.”
Huna let the curtain of long hair cover his face. “You should not help me, they died because of me.”
Elrond was confused for a second. “Who? Oh, the family you stayed with? “
Huna gasped for air and he almost screamed again. “They were innocent, they were so kind to me, so caring. Even Ida although she hurt me, she didn’t know and …”
Elrond frowned. “One of them hurt you?”
Huna hid his face in his hands. ”Yes, but she didn’t mean to, she was so lonely there without a mate and I guess she wanted what her sister had and drugged me and then she…”
He was unable to continue and Elrond rolled his eyes. That too! There was apparently no end to the misery! Huna let out a keening sound. “And Shera, little innocent soul, they killed her right in front of me, to make me see what would happen if I didn’t obey. And they raped the other women and killed them, they killed everybody. It was my fault.”
Elrond struck Huna across the face and the elf blinked and stared at the healer with huge terrified eyes. “Now you listen to me Huna, it was not your fault. It was those raiders, do you understand? It was never you!”
Huna’s head lolled from one side to the other, as if it was too heavy for him to hold steady. “I hate them, oh Eru save me, my heart was burning!”
Elrond took his head between his hands. “Then use that hatred, let it give you strength. You have to recover if you are to make things right again.”
Huna nodded, the tear streaked face was in a strange way naked,. “I know, I swore I would kill their leader myself!”
Elrond wiped the tears of his face with a soft cloth. “See? Then use that rage to get better, to be strong again.”
Huna just sighed and Elrond tried to smile. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up and then I will give you some medicine and something to drink and then you can rest.”
Huna bit his lower lip. “A warm bath?”
Elrond nodded. “Yes, very hot, and for as long as you like.”
Huna was suddenly almost shivering with eagerness, the servant didn’t have to help him get off the bed. Elrond steadied the still wobbly ellon towards the room with the pool and he stripped down too to help Huna wash. Huna stared at the peredhel and blushed intensely, he did find the idea of bathing with someone else a bit disturbing. The peredhel was not as tall as him nor as muscular but still very beautiful to behold even though he was a bit hairier than most elven males. Huna was helped into the pool and the water reached a little above his waist until the healer showed him to benches cut into the rock under the waterline. He sat down with a groan of pain but he managed to relax and Elrond started to pour water over him and then he found soap and sponges and Huna was allowed to scrub himself and he did so with zeal and he had to be stopped after a while because he was close to scrub his very skin off in some places.
Elrond put a hand on top of his and stopped him. “That is enough, you are clean now.”
Huna gasped. “No, I can still feel it…feel it on me, their hands…”
Elrond took his chin with a hand and Huna tried to push him away, to continue to scrub. It hurt but the pain was in a way comforting. “That is only in your mind mellon, only in your mind. There is nothing on your skin, see?”
Huna had to look, there was just red irritated skin and he made a choking sound and shook his head. “What is wrong with me?”
The voice was thin and shivering and Elrond caressed his cheek gently. “You are in shock Huna, and you must let the memories go to be healed completely. Look ahead, not back.”
Huna took a deep breath and nodded, his eyes very sad. “Yes, I will try.”
Elrond started washing his hair. “Good, did they care for you at all?”
Huna sighed. “They did sometimes wash me, and comb my hair, but that was all.”
Elrond almost growled, he had anticipated that. The bastards had tried to maintain the beauty of their price for as long as possible. “I can promise you, nobody will ever exploit you again, you are your own master now.”
Huna just sat there, stared into the water. “I must avenge them, give them peace. “
Elrond nodded. “That’s a place to start at least, do you know if you are a warrior? You look like one.”
Huna stared at his body again, almost in wonderment. He hadn’t really thought that far yet but the healer was right, he had a warrior’s body. “I…I guess so?”
Elrond continued washing and shampooing the long red hair and gave it a trim too. When he was done Huna did look a bit more civilized. “What do you remember?”
Elrond’s voice was soft and Huna closed his eyes. It felt comfortable to be taken care of like this but it was different than when Frin had washed him, he didn’t feel the same tingling sensation and warmth. “I remember waking up in a hole in the ground, I had broken my arm and twisted my knee and hit my head.”
Elrond frowned. “That’s all? Strange!”
Huna nodded, the warm water was such a blessing and the sweet scent of lavender soothing and relaxing. “My name is all I have really.”
Elrond smiled and patted him on his shoulder. ”I am sure you will remember sooner or later, now, you are done.”
Huna got out of the water slowly and Elrond dried him up and added some ointment to his sore backside and wrists. Then he made the ellon drink some medicine that would reduce swelling and pain and Huna sighed with relief. He felt much better. Elrond got him a huge jug of thinned out wine and he emptied it greedily. “I do feel hungry though.”
Elrond nodded. “I know, but there can only be soup for you for a few days. You have to heal a little more before you can get anything more substantial, it will be too painful otherwise.”
At first Huna didn’t understand what Elrond was taking about but then it dawned on him and he understood. He just cringed and nodded and Elrond steadied him into the room where the beds were. He was given a rather large soft one with a good matrass and warm covers and he felt extremely tired all of a sudden. Elrond made sure that he had some more water available if he was to wake up feeling thirsty. He patted Huna’s hand. “Sleep now, I will have the servants prepare some soup for you when you wake up again.”
Huna just nodded, he felt dizzy and before he really knew it he was off to dreamland and Elrond stared down at the sleeping ellon with an expression of something bittersweet on his face. They were creatures of light, basing someone’s recovery on negative things like rage and hatred was never wise but in this case, what else did exist? If vengeance was all Huna had to live for then be it as long as it did make him wish to live. Elrond told a servant to stay there to keep an eye on Huna in case he did have nightmares, then he went to talk with Aragorn and the twins about how they found Huna and the details of the mission.
The healer told them of the things he had found out and they were relieved to hear that Huna would recover physically. Aragorn told Elrond of everything in detail and the healer feared that those raiders had developed a taste for this. Elves did bring much money if they managed to capture one alive. It was important that this band was stopped as soon as possible, before they repeated their evil deeds. Aragorn got maps and started making plans right away, the rangers and some of the Imladris warriors should be enough to rid the world of that plague.
Huna woke up the next day, the sun had been up for hours already and he felt very confused and didn’t remember where he was at first. He blinked and shook his head, he was in a bed, a clean one, and he didn’t smell that bad neither. He started remembering and cringed, that very friendly healer had touched him, had seen what those beasts had done to him, had seen it all. He moaned and pulled his knees up, it was just too much. A door opened somewhere and someone entered, he heard footsteps and they stopped by the bed. “Huna, if you are awake, I have brought you some food.”
There was a smell in the air, so good it made his stomach growl and he slowly uncurled himself and sat up, not looking at the healer. He didn’t feel as though he was worthy of it. Elrond sighed and placed a tray with a huge bowl on it in front of the ellon, a spoon was placed in it and it contained soup, probably chicken soup spiced with herbs. Huna stared at the bowl, there were almost tears in his eyes and he started eating with a bit too much speed because he almost choked and had to cough. Elrond took a napkin and wiped off his chin, smiled. “Easy there, too bad if you have survived all that just to be killed by soup.”
Huna had to grin too, he slowed down and ate at a more natural speed and it tasted wonderfully and made him feel rather well. The bowl was empty before long and he stared at it almost longingly and sighed. Elrond nodded. “I will give you more later, but that was enough for now. “
Huna made a small whining sound but he understood, he wasn’t used to food yet and the healer feared that too much could make him sick. He remembered what those humans had given him, left overs and things that had gone bad and he had eaten it, desperately. They had turned him into an animal and he would never be able to forgive them. Elrond pulled a bottle out of a pocket and went over and got a small cup. “Here, this is brandy, it is rather strong but a little will be just good for you.”
Huna took the cup with gratitude and tossed it back like it was water, it did burn his throat though and made him cough but it left a comfortable warmth in his belly and he liked the taste. Elrond sat down. “So, how do you feel now? Are you still in much pain?”
Huna shook his head. “No, not that much, but my hands hurt.”
Elrond touched his wrists, examined them. They were not so swollen anymore and they had gotten a more normal color. “I expected that, and it will hurt for few days, it is the blood returning to your tissue. Those shackles must have been very tight.”
Huna shuddered and closed his eyes for a moment. “Yes, they were. Too tight but they managed to get them onto me anyhow, with brute force. I was so weak back then.”
Elrond pressed his lips together, his eyes a bit distant. “The raiders did travel a bit with you before you reached that village?”
Huna swallowed, didn’t really want to talk but felt that he had to. “Yes, for a many days, I lost count.”
The healer sighed and took Huna’s hand. “I bet they were just as bad as the people on that brothel or am I wrong?”
Huna just shook his head. “You are not wrong no, they….they forced me too. Their leader, Aegil, he was the first, I was sure I was going to die, it was just terrible, so terrible.”
Elrond looked down and took a deep breath. “The evil of some humans are comparable with that of the dark lord himself I am sure, you will have your vengeance, but first you must recover.”
Huna nodded and stared at his hands, he groaned in a mixture of frustration and grief. “I tried to fight too, in that house I mean. I bit one of those men, and I almost killed another one, he bent down and I managed to get hold of his head, tried to snap his neck.”
Elrond looked straight at him. “Of course you did, who wouldn’t? “
Huna closed his eyes, he felt a bit dizzy again, probably because of the brandy. “I feel as though I don’t want to kill anyone, it doesn’t feel right, and yet I almost did.”
Elrond took his hand again. “Huna, you tried to defend your life and your pride, nothing is wrong with that. What those raiders did to that family on the other hand, that was wrong and evil. There is a difference.”
Huna nodded and Elrond got back up. “So now you stay here for a couple of days and then you can start moving around, regain your strength. Some of my warriors are surely more than ready to help you retrain and find out what you are capable of.”
The redhead sighed. “Days? I’ll go insane!”
Elrond made a grimace. “Do you know how to read? We have plenty of books here.”
Huna frowned, he stared out into nothing. “I really don’t know?”
Elrond looked puzzled. “You really have a bad case of amnesia yes, there is no doubt about it. Wait for a second.”
He rushed through the door and came back with a book in hand, it was a medical book explaining the production of anti-venoms and he placed it in front of Huna. “Take a look, see if you can read.”
Huna took a deep breath and opened the book, stared at the lines of neatly written tengwar and it looked familiar in some way? He bit his lower lip and words seemed to form in his head, he started reading the text although very slowly and with an obvious lack of training. Elrond beamed, he patted him on his back. “See? You can read, I will go get you something to shorten your time here. Any particular genre you are interested in?”
Huna’s eyes got narrow, he had a fleeting idea. “History?”
Elrond smiled and placed a jug of water beside the bed, and a cup. “I will be right back.”
He left and Huna remained sitting there, he was starting to feel a bit confused, he had focused so hard on himself he had failed to notice anything about the world surrounding him and he started to feel that there were so much he didn’t know, or even recognized. He felt confused and hoped that some history books perhaps could help, he needed to find his place in the world. Perhaps he could determine where he really came from? Did he perhaps have friends and family somewhere, eagerly awaiting his return? Or did they perhaps think he was dead? He cringed, what if he did? What if he did have someone who cared about him somewhere? Then what? Could he return now, after the things that had happened to him? He didn’t know, he was not sure if he could face anyone who knew him again knowing that those humans had… He moaned, he was so uncertain, of everything, His own identity not the least, for all he knew he could have a wife and children, or could he?
He had been so confused by the feelings he had experienced while he lived with Davo’s family he was rather certain that this wasn’t the case. He had truly been untouched when Ida came to him that night and it made him cringe somehow. It shouldn’t have happened like that. The only good experience he had had so far of that sort was when he touched himself. It was as if this body in some ways was new to him, unfamiliar. Why he did not know.
Elrond returned with a stack of books, they were written for the young and weren’t that full of details and difficult language as the more serious books and some had illustrations in them as well. Huna just grabbed one and started reading, it was a book about the royal bloodline of Gondor and its connection to the fallen Numenor and he found it interesting. He sat there for hours slowly reading and he started to realize what age he was in and where he was but it didn’t make sense in a weird way. A servant came with more soup and some tea and he ate with gratitude, his discomfort was slowly dissipating and he felt better but he still felt as though he needed a bath. It was a feeling that would linger for a while.
Then he opened another book and it was about the deeds of Melkor, of the death of the two trees and the terrors that followed and Huna suddenly had to drop the book. He felt dizzy once more, the words, the names, they seemed so familiar. He breathed hard, images flashed before his eyes. A mighty fortress, dark and terrible, smoke and flames and screams. Armies marching and faces, all dead, all gone. Pain, terrible searing pain, a voice like glowing steel penetrating the very soul, breaking the will, crushing it all. Obey or die, kill or be killed. He gasped and closed his eyes, it seemed so real, as if it was a real memory. Was it? It couldn’t be, it was ages ago.
He grasped the cup and the mug, drank half of it almost desperately. Why did he remember being something else, something massive? And why did he remember fighting for the dark lord himself? He cringed, curled up on the bed, sweat broke out all over him. He remembered the dream. Prove yourself, he thought that he was starting to understand now. He had killed, hundreds if not thousands, not because he wanted to but because he had to but he had turned his back to it all and for that he had been cursed. What had he been? That was one thing he couldn’t remember, and it didn’t matter. He felt tears filling his eyes again and he grasped his pillow, moaning and gasping. Was this the punishment for what he had done? Then it was well deserved, or was it a test? Prove yourself! Prove what? That he had truly turned away from whatever it was that he had been? It was no question there, just thinking of those terrible images made him want to scream, cry out in denial. He had to just sit there for a while to calm down, to gather his thoughts.
Elrond returned to him later in the afternoon and found a sleeping ellon who laid there with a book in his lap and the signs of tears on his face, he looked worried and the sleep was uneasy and he whimpered and tossed around. Elrond stared at the book, it was an illustration of what Angband could have looked like and he saw the expression on the sleeping ellon’s face and felt a sting of unease. Huna suddenly cried out, sat up in the bed and stared ahead of himself with eyes that seemed to almost burn with fear. “No!”
The scream hoarse and the body covered with sweat and Elrond immediately ran over and shook the shivering elf, got him out of it. Huna turned his head slowly, stared at Elrond with a strange mix of sorrow and desperation. “I remember, something.”
Elrond took a deep breath. “What do you remember?”
Huna pulled his knees up, shivered all over. “I was bad, I was…I was his slave… I had to obey…but I rebelled against him, I didn’t want to kill. And then he…he killed me?”
Elrond frowned. “Slow down, whoa, easy there. What are you talking about?”
Huna turned away from the elf. “You should kill me, or chase me off, I was a servant of…of the dark one.”
Elrond took a deep breath, the strange energy of this elf’s soul had already told him that this was no ordinary being but his feelings, his pain fear and grief wasn’t made any less because of this. He took Huna’s hand and the ellon tried to pull it free but Elrond was far stronger than he looked. “What dark one? “
Huna sobbed. “Oh Eru have mercy, Morgoth! I have seen that place, that horrible fortress!”
He pointed at the illustration with shivering hands and Elrond just stared. Then this elf or whatever he was had been alive ages ago, how could that be? And he had rebelled against his master? No wonder he had been killed!
Elrond tried to calm Huna down, stroked his hair, whispered softly. “Tell me, what do you remember most clearly?”
Huna gave up struggling, he didn’t deserve being comforted, didn’t deserve anything except pain and misery but the peredhel held him so tightly and it felt so good, it felt so good he just cried. If they banished him or killed him he had at least had this small moment of peace. “That I hated him, that I wanted to destroy him but he was too strong. And then he chained me and everything disappeared and I woke up in the mountains, like I am now. Oh gods, I never wanted any of it, never”
Elrond sighed. “I believe you Huna, I believe you. That monster that was the first dark lord could turn even the strongest into beasts doing his bidding. You were strong Huna, you fought against him and I bet that Eru himself wanted to give you a second chance, to see if you once more can fight evil.”
Huna took a deep breath. “You think so? Are you sure? Oh, I want to, I want to fight”
Elrond pulled him closer, into a tight hug and the redhead shivered and wept, the tears made Elrond’s tunic wet but he didn’t mind it at all. He continued to stroke the thick red locks and smiled. “I am sure you do, and I am also sure that you will, I think you may prove to be quite an opponent for the dark forces.”
Huna swallowed. “I don’t know this body, I don’t know what I was, or what my real name was, and I have no idea of how the world has changed since I was living.”
Elrond smiled and rocked him gently, as he would have done for his sons when they were sad or upset by something. “Well, for starters, the dark lord who you fought was defeated by the Valar and the combined forces of elves and men, and he was tossed out into the void. His servant Sauron did on the other hand survive and has caused quite a lot of calamity ever since, he was beaten at the end of the second age but now his powers are growing once more and we fear yet another devastating war.”
Huna growled, and for a moment his eyes did glow, a dangerous terrifying color of gold and red. “Sauron, I remember him, yes, his master’s loyal ass kisser”
Elrond had to grin.”Oh I bet you are right about that, but now he is a force to be reckoned with, and a terrible enemy. “
Huna closed his eyes. He was breathing hard and his body shivered. “I want to fight him, I was born to fight. I was sent here to help vanquish evil in every form and the first thing I want to do is to make sure that those raiders never hurt anyone again.”
Elrond nodded slowly. “Certainly, let that anger you feel fuel your strength and resolve. It was a cruel trick of fate that your return to this world happened thus, that you should face such terrible circumstances right away.”
Huna sighed. “Yes, I learned once more what it means to be helpless, to be forced to bow to the will of the wicked but I faced kindness to, love and companionship. I will never forget that family, they showed me the light.”
Elrond did understand and he somehow knew that the Valar and perhaps Eru himself had placed Huna in this age, where he could make a real difference. “Then honor their memory and their sacrifice, and forget the bad things. “
Huna looked down. “I am not so sure that I can, I mean, I am an elf now right? And I feel and think like one, I know I am scarred emotionally.”
He fell silent and then he lifted his head, stared at the healer. “Do you….do you think I’ll ever be able to love anyone?”
Elrond smiled. “You already are Huna, there is nothing wrong with your soul or your heart, you were already fond of that family weren’t you? So yes, you can love, you are not one of the heartless beasts of the enemy, believe me. I am rather sure that you are capable of loving someone very deeply and dearly”
Huna nodded, his eyes turned down. “But who would want me then? I am…I am…”
Elrond grasped his chin, turned the face towards his own again. “You are you Huna, this is a new start for you. Forget who or what you once were, you have been given a whole new world to explore and a new life. Be grateful for that. Nobody will shun you for any reason, not because of who you were and not because of what those humans did to you.”
Huna shuddered. “Are you sure? I feel so dirty still”
Elrond sighed. “You were molested, and that will haunt you for a long time but don’t let it stop you from embracing happiness and life. You are beautiful Huna, there will be plenty of others eager to get to know you, intimately too if you wish for it.”
Huna gasped and bit his lower lip. “You think so? I mean, I..,I think I would like to know how it really is supposed to be, just not yet I think. I am not even sure if I can…you know…do it.”
Elrond chuckled. “There is nothing physically wrong with you that should stop you from having very satisfying sex, the memories on the other hand can cause you problems but if you manage to put them behind you I bet you have a lot of joy to look forward to. Do you prefer females or males?”
Huna blushed and felt silly, he squirmed a bit. “Ah, females, I am sure.”
Elrond just mumbled. “No wonder your experiences taken into consideration, there are many ellith here who certainly would love to give you some pleasurable memories to replace the bad ones. “
Huna giggled, other words couldn’t describe it. “Oh, this is awkward, but maybe you are right. Maybe I need new memories to cling onto. When Ida came to me that night it wasn’t really that bad, it felt good but I didn’t like being forced. “
Elrond smiled and let go of the ellon. “Nobody likes being forced, but fear not, before you know it you will have lots of fun to look back at.”
Huna leaned back against his pillows and his eyes had a dreamy expression. “I pray you are right.”
Elrond just blinked and got up, pointed at the books. “So, try and see if you can learn more interesting stuff. I will send someone with more food soon and tomorrow I think you may be allowed to move out of the healing ward and into more regular rooms. But it will take some more days before you can start training or moving very much.”
Huna just sighed. “Sounds like heaven to me!”
Elrond went towards the door and turned and smiled one more time. “Oh don’t say that, the trainers here are without mercy, you may feel like eating your words later on. I will check in on you again before nightfall and by the way, there is a night pot under the bed if you need it.”
Huna blushed and took up yet another book, there was plenty to learn and he felt like he had to reacquaint himself with this world rather fast if he was to do anything useful.
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