Jessica was walking through the beautiful Mirkwood forest. She loved
taking a break from her 'life' and wandering into fantasy. She simply
loved the woods. At the moment the leaves were golden-brown, and the
forest floor was carpeted in leaves, each one a thousand hues. She let out
a sigh of pleasure and carried on walking, her quiver of arrows bouncing
lightly on her back, bow in hand. She also had a sword, attached firmly to
her side. She smiled a secret smile. God, that elf following her must
think that she was stupid.
Legolas had spotted a strange creature far off, and was tracking it. When he came closer to it, he noticed that the creature was infact a human girl, wearing the strangest raiment he had ever seen. She was wearing large trousers, trousers indeed, fitted at the top and very wide in the legs. Her top had no sleeves, and was baby blue in colour. He also noticed her hair, bronze, but shinning golden in the sun. A sudden noise brought him abruptly out of his contemplation. Turning round he could see a host of Orcs, marching extremely quickly. Amongst their company were many Uruk- Hai. It took him a split second to decide what to do – climb the nearest tree. After all this was one of the safest places to be, the Orcs would not notice him. The girl would have to look after herself.
Jessica kept walking until she came to a small stream. It was here that she stopped and waited for the Orcs. She knew that they would come, yet she knew that she would not be captured. She loosened her sword in its sheath. When the Orcs were in sight, she commanded: 'Follow me no more. Saruman will not have me, and neither will you' she lifted her sword, placing it in front of her face in a mock salute. The blade was black. A shaft of sunlight hit her blade and revealed upon it a red mark: the lidless eye.
Panic set in. All the Orcs turned and began to run at the symbol of their old master, at the sign of the eye. High in the trees Legolas was astounded. Now, more than ever he believed that this strangely dressed girl was in league with the Dark Lord. She must be captured and brought to the King of Mirkwood, his father, Thranduil. As stealthily as a cat, and as quite as only elves can be, he descended from the tree and walked towards the girl, who was kneeling by a stream, her back to him. She gave no sign that she had heard him approach. When Legolas was within striking distance – he had planned to knock her out – she slowly stood up and turned to face him, making no sudden movements. This took him by surprise, when had she seen him approach?
'Drop your weapons, you are under arrest' Even at this order, the girl did not move a muscle. 'Did you not hear me?' Legolas took a step closer 'You are trespassing without permission and must be taken to the king of this province. Drop your weapons.' A small smile played across Jessica's face. This was going to be good. Before Legolas knew it, she had kicked his feet from under him and was pinning him to the floor. Soon she let him over power her and turn over, so that she was now pinned down. Raising a knee she sent him flying. All males fell for the kick in the balls trick. 'Adligo sarrio' she murmured. Weeds grew up from the ground as if they had suddenly got a new lease of life, binding as tight and as strong as any rope could around Legolas' wrists and ankles. He was stuck, just as she had planned.
She stood up, and her piercing blue eyes looked deep into his. 'What do you mean by the sudden attack?' Jessica questioned harshly. 'Did I offend you?' she finished sarcastically. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. 'And who are you anyway?'
Legolas had spotted a strange creature far off, and was tracking it. When he came closer to it, he noticed that the creature was infact a human girl, wearing the strangest raiment he had ever seen. She was wearing large trousers, trousers indeed, fitted at the top and very wide in the legs. Her top had no sleeves, and was baby blue in colour. He also noticed her hair, bronze, but shinning golden in the sun. A sudden noise brought him abruptly out of his contemplation. Turning round he could see a host of Orcs, marching extremely quickly. Amongst their company were many Uruk- Hai. It took him a split second to decide what to do – climb the nearest tree. After all this was one of the safest places to be, the Orcs would not notice him. The girl would have to look after herself.
Jessica kept walking until she came to a small stream. It was here that she stopped and waited for the Orcs. She knew that they would come, yet she knew that she would not be captured. She loosened her sword in its sheath. When the Orcs were in sight, she commanded: 'Follow me no more. Saruman will not have me, and neither will you' she lifted her sword, placing it in front of her face in a mock salute. The blade was black. A shaft of sunlight hit her blade and revealed upon it a red mark: the lidless eye.
Panic set in. All the Orcs turned and began to run at the symbol of their old master, at the sign of the eye. High in the trees Legolas was astounded. Now, more than ever he believed that this strangely dressed girl was in league with the Dark Lord. She must be captured and brought to the King of Mirkwood, his father, Thranduil. As stealthily as a cat, and as quite as only elves can be, he descended from the tree and walked towards the girl, who was kneeling by a stream, her back to him. She gave no sign that she had heard him approach. When Legolas was within striking distance – he had planned to knock her out – she slowly stood up and turned to face him, making no sudden movements. This took him by surprise, when had she seen him approach?
'Drop your weapons, you are under arrest' Even at this order, the girl did not move a muscle. 'Did you not hear me?' Legolas took a step closer 'You are trespassing without permission and must be taken to the king of this province. Drop your weapons.' A small smile played across Jessica's face. This was going to be good. Before Legolas knew it, she had kicked his feet from under him and was pinning him to the floor. Soon she let him over power her and turn over, so that she was now pinned down. Raising a knee she sent him flying. All males fell for the kick in the balls trick. 'Adligo sarrio' she murmured. Weeds grew up from the ground as if they had suddenly got a new lease of life, binding as tight and as strong as any rope could around Legolas' wrists and ankles. He was stuck, just as she had planned.
She stood up, and her piercing blue eyes looked deep into his. 'What do you mean by the sudden attack?' Jessica questioned harshly. 'Did I offend you?' she finished sarcastically. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. 'And who are you anyway?'