Blame Me Not

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ficlover- As far as the 5 reviews go, I asked for them on fanfiction.net, considering that was were I was working before, and forgot to erase it. My apologizes if it seemed forward. As far as a worthless piece of work, welcome to the world of fan fiction! You say fic lover? Then you should know that fan fiction is taking an idea originally wrote, and turning it to fit our own story. This is worth many people’s time because some people do happen to like it. This may be your feeling, but it is not everyone’s, and you could show a little respecwardwards those who do like it. Case closed.

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Risika- Of course I am. But in later chapters. As of this chapter, still not payback time. But it is coming soon. I promise.

Deva- Thank you. I’m glad that you like this, and I have no intention of stopping this story.

Pookie- I know that it was a bit extreme, and sorry about that. But I was trying to keep it at it’s rating. The people that Thranduil was fighting with will be shown in more detail in later chapters. Sorry about the mistakes. I was trying to post fast before I left.

Amanda Lee- I think I will fix that so that Thranduil is OOC. Thanks. My plot is more of a finding your courage when no one else believes in you. Sorry about the authors note. I will be removing the 5 review thing, that was a note I had in with in fanfiction.net, and forgot to remove. Sorry about that. It was kind of a way to survive there. I keep forgetting that I’m not writing there and don’t need to put that on. I do write for myself, that is for sure. Just a mistake, if you know what I mean. thanks for reviewing.

Christina- Thank you. I will.

Orli’s Lover- Thanks. I was thinking about how they would treat him after being used, so I thought that that was the best way. Thanks again. About the name, I don’t mind. Figured that you had it in another place first when I read your name. Thanks.

Deva Dance- Thanks for your great review. I was just going to post when I saw that you had reviewed. I’m not planning on giving up on the story just because some people don’t like it, not when I have a bunch who do like it. Thank you.

Note- This chapter is more of an explanation chapter. It does have a pretty bad rape down there, but I put a scene at the end that I think you will enjoy. Hope you like it.

CHAPTER 3
AIN’T THAT ALWAYS THE TRUTH

Days after the beatings and rapes were always the worse. Not like this was any different. If anything, it hurt more than usual. I had only felt like this once, the night that I was stripped of being a virgin.

*flashback*

At the time, I was only 50. The same as most young elves, but not a bit spoiled. Not even loved. All the other spoiled children where allowed to go where they wanted to, wear what they wanted, pretty much, do whatever the hell they wanted. They didn’t care that I was there, no friends, bruises always on my face and other places that were covered. They would never care. They had all the friends that they wanted, and they didn’t care if I cried myself to sleep, hurt by my so-called family, and my so-called friends. Not like anyone had ever been there for me. When I was born, and my mother died, my family turned me away. I was raised by servants, only to be brought to my all so cold family when my baby years were over. And then they did what they wanted. Beating me, hurting me.

“It is what your mother would have wanted. For you to suffer for killing her. Cold blooded murder!” Was what my father would say. Thranduil had always babied his other two sons, and hated me. Things would never change. That was one of my favorite sayings. Because I new that is was true.

“Legolas!” The shout took me out of my thoughts. Filawars was there, along with Disiguar. I quickly walked up to them, bowing to them as I had always been forced to do. At a young age that had been taught, and it was firmly indented in my mind

“Lets go. Ada is waiting.” Disiguar snapped, grabbing my arm, and walking quickly away from the open area that I had been standing in.

“What is going on?” I asked, looking at the two older siblings that claimed to be my brothers. Claimed. Just claimed. I didn’t believe that there was more than claims. Never more than claims. Never.

“Have you learned nothing? You are not to ask questions!” Disiguar shouted, slapping me. I stumbled back, a red mark appearing along my cheeklawalawars touched Disiguar’s shoulder, shaking his head. Only they had that bond that an unspoken gesture could mean anything.

“Nay. Not here.” He said softly, walking ahead of me. I winced at those words, following them into the palace. We walked down the hall, into my father’s throne room, and in front of him. I bowed, rolling my eyes when they were safely covered by my hair. It was ridiculous, that I had to bow to my own family.

“Ada. You wished to speak with us?” Filawars offered, grabbing my arm to keep me in place. He never trusted me enough to even let me stand in one place.

“Yes. Actually, it is about Legolas.” I raised my head at the sound of my name, but kept my mouth shut, not wanting to be beat. They would for opening my mouth. They would for even breathing wrong. What was the difference?

“What about him?” Disiguar asked.

“You see, sense he is now fifteen, he should know the rules. So, I want to do something new.” Thranduil answered, staring at my small form next to Filawars large one.

“What we spoke about?” Filawars asked. I cocked my head, confusion fluttering over my face.

“Spoke about? I never heard about…” I trailed off as Filawars struck me across the face, knocking me to the ground.

“Yes. You two may break him in. Do what you like, just don’t kill him.” Thranduil answered. The two smiled, and each grabbed one of my arms, dragging to Filawars room.

“This is to be your new lifestyle. Strip.” Disiguar ordered. I trembled, and stared at them.

“Nay.” I refused quickly, panic sliding into my throat. Danger seemed to slid into Filawars eyes, his eyes lighting up into the sparkling blue. It was almost like he enjoyed this. Actually, I knew that he did enjoy this. My cries of pain, tears of pain, the blood streaking my body. Everything about my pain.

“Now.” Disiguar was, however, not pleased. He expected me to obey whatever he laid down or me, and I was not going to go this low. At least, that was my plan.

“ Nay.” I refused again, feeling like I was to throw up. Being the oldes the the brothers, Filawars stepped forward. Although he had a quick temper, Disiguar’ s temper was much worse, and he didn’t want their ‘prey’ to be ruined before the first bite was taken.

“Will you continue to refuse, or will you accept it now, now that you are between a rock, and a hard spot? Last chance.” His voice seemed to slither up my spine, stabbing into my brain. He leaned down, his hot breath swept over my cheek, as he slowly licked my ear, a loving carnal ritual that he always did. I pulled away.

“Kela (Go away).” I snapped, feeling disgusted. Filawars raised one eyebrow, and smiled.

“If that is your wish.” He smirked again, trapping me beside the bed, and Disiguar. I looked desperately for a way out, but there was none. With grins on their faces, they launched forward, grabbing me, and shoving me onto the bed. My cried were muffled as they shoved my face into the mattress, and ripped me of not only my clothes, but my dignity, or what there was of dignity. I had been stripped of most of it years ago.

“Good boy. See, now is this so hard? Disiguar demanded, seating himself beside my shaking body and pulling my hair from my face.

“Saes. (Please) Let me go.” I pleaded, “Do not do this to me… please…” My face was soaked with tears as I silently wept into the mattress. I trembled helplessly as I felt the movement in between my legs. Filawars had crouched there and spread both my legs open. Fear engulfed me completely as I felt his hardness pressed onto my opening. I panicked and tried my best to struggle, but Disiguar held me with his vice-like grips, and I found myself couldn’t move at all. I was paralyzed by fear.

“Please, Elerberth, don’t let this happen to me” I prayed silently.

“Tampa (stop)” I whispered to my brothers for the last time, “Saes.”

“What, your not liking this?” Filawars teased menacingly. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but in the next second I felt a finger, Filawars’s finger, hard and cold, stabbed into my opening. I shrieked in pain, and I cried, but Filawars didn’t care. I buried my face on the mattress and cried furiously. After some moment, I felt my brother pulled out and took his position in between both of my thighs. I tensed because I knew exactly what would come next. Then my nightmare began. As Filawars inched into me, I screamed and screamed until my throat was so hurt. I couldn’t scr screaming and crying as he began thrusting brutally into me. The pain was unbearable, and for a very brief moment I felt like I would die only because of the pain that spread from my lower back. As my cries echoed around the room, Filawars and Disiguar just seemed to laugh.
“Aww, poor baby. Does it hurt?” Disiguar teased, running a hand over my back, almost to where Filawars was. Filawars kept pumping into me until he dumped his seeds inside me. I screamed for the last time and whimpered aloud, as I felt he pulled out of me. I lied down in pain, feeling the warm liquid dripped down my legs. Each of them frowned, seeing that.

“Now, now, we can t have that on my bed.” Filawars chuckled, finding it funny as he dropped me on the floor. That was the night that it all started.

*end flashback.*

Not like many things changed. Only now, Thranduil wanted to speak with me. Alone. For what seemed like the first time. I knocked, and entered the throne room.

“You wished to speak with me, my lord?” I asked, bowing low. Thranduil rose from his seat, and walked over to me.

“Yes. I do.” He said, stepping close to me, and running a hand through my hair. I knew that he wanted to do worse than what my brothers did, but at this point, he hadn’t.

“I am here.” I said pressured. He laughed , taking a step back.

“Filawars really knocked you good yesterday. Do you know the reasons I allow them to do this to you?” Thranduilandeanded. I sighed, in my head knowing that the true reasons were that he hated me, and wished me almost too much pain to live.

“No, my lord.” I lied. Thranduil smiled.

“Because you are different. No mother, so you think you can run wild. All I’m trying to do is protect you.” He answered, pulling me into an embrace. I tensed. What the hell was he trying to pull? I knew the truth. Didn’t he realize that? I pulled away, and stared him in the eyes.

“What are you trying to pull? Trying to pull the wool over my eyes? Isn’t that the truth. All you just said was lies. I call you a liar.”

Hope you all like this, and thanks to Acids for helping me with the rape. Hope that this was good enough for all of your tastes. ^_^.
Orlisgirl.