Aura was walking, actually running, from the place she thought was her home. She had just discovered that she was adopted. Howcould they have never told me? She thought, as she ran through the dark streets of NewYork. The anger and rage she felt was enough to keep her warm on this cold automn evening. Then she felt cold and began to run faster, her mind racing with her. She turned a corner and hit something or someone. The sudden impact was so forceful that she fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
Aura awoke to find that she was lying on something soft in a room with lime-green walls. She sat up abruptly, but fell right back down from the searing pain in her head. "Good, you're awake." She heard a voice behind her. She turned, straining her eyes in the darkness, trying to see who had spoken. "Who's there?" She asked, in a rather frightened tone. "Do not fear me, I will not harm you." Whoever was there sensed her fear. "Show yourself." She said, trying to sound braver than she felt. Then she saw a figure in the darkness, moving steadily towards her. She tried to get up, but the pain in her head wouldn't allow it. "What's happened to me?" She asked. The figure became clearer as it opened a curtain, and the blue light of early dawn flooded the room. "I am here to help you." The person talking to her was not quite human. He had dazzling blue eyes, golden-blonde hair that reached is elbows, and peculiar pointed ears. "Who- what are you?" She asked, finally conquering the pain in her head so that she could sit up. "I am an elf, and I have been sent to bring you back-" she cut him off. "What do you mean you have been sent to help me?" The elf opened his mouth to speak, but there was a sudden bang on the door. "They are coming!" "What!" "There is no time, come, we must leave now." The elf aproached her slightly and beckoned to her to follow him. "I'm not going anywhere with you until-" another loud bang came to the door. Then Aura could see swords and spears splitting through the wooden door, and could hear the growling of many beasts. "The door will not hold much longer-" another bang split the door in two. "Ai, then I will have to carry you!" The elf slipped Aura from the bed and began running in the opposite direction out of the room. Aura was surprised at the strength in the elf, though she only weighed about 120 pounds.
The elf ran up a flight of stairs as the door in the front room finally gave way, and the army of demons burst into the room. "What are those?" Aura asked as they reached a landing. The elf did not reply, but when they got to the attic of the house, he shut the door behind him and let Aura stand on her own feet. "They are orcs, demons of middle-earth." "They're whats?" "There is no time, we must leave this place." He then stood in the center of the room and spoke words that Aura did not understand. The growls and angry cries of the demons were drawing nearer. Suddenly an orb of blue-white light poured from the ceiling. "Come, quickly Aura! Take my hand!" She didn't know whether to go with the elf, but decided it would be better than staying until the orcs came. She ran towards him and took his hand. The last thing she remembered was the sound of the attic door splitting and being lifted up into the portal, then it all went black.