Woah boy who's ready for this creepy story?
Prologue: Screams filled the the sharp corners of the cave. The elves in their prisons shuttered and tried to press themselves against the back wall, keeping them small. Anwavanessa didn't even blink at the blood curling screams. Of all the screams and pleas she heard in her time in that cave, this one was no different.
"No, no please! PLEASE!" She's heard them all as the metal sounded and the screams came, then the gurgling of a life ending, and all was quiet save the soft murmuring of Anwa. The elves rattled the cages they were held in, eyes wide at trying to see the black cavern. Footsteps approached them, humming following, and all the elves moved back again. The dark figure appeared, a torch in hand that blinded all the elves. Placing it in the holder he approached Anwa's cage, the bigger and nicer one of them all. Kneeling down he stroked the white, pale face.
"How are you my wife?" The masculine voice asked, she could see the faint outline of his wicked smile. The silky hand brushed her cheek bone, but she didn't answer, only chanted. "I have some new eyes for you, a nice green from a Lothlorien elf. And I plan to get new hands from that nice Greenwood guard over there. Dinner will also be ready fairly soon, right after I finish training some of the more... pleasing elves."
He dropped his hand, standing up and now stalking to the cage that held the Greenwood guard. Upon opening the cage the guard sprinted, trying to escape the cage, but he barely made it two feet. With a quick kick, the silhouette man got the feet from under the elf, landing hard on the cold floor.
Now picking up the elf the man scolded, "tsk tsk, so brave the wood elves are, to try and escape my humble home." He then carried the frightened elf to his work station, and the screams and sounds of metal and gurgling started all over again. As Anwa sat on the ground, rocking back and forth, suddenly she felt her skin burn, and hissed away. She looked at the source though, and gasped, a small hole showed, a fault in the cave. She heaved herself up, as if a sudden hope and gladness has come to light after years of dark. Sticking her small, frail fingers in the hole she dug, exposing the light further into her dank cell. She was blinded by the bright light, and the heat burned her white skin, but she was relieved that she found a way out. Using all the strength she had left, she heaved herself up to the free air. When her eyes managed to adjust to the brightness she couldn't believe what she saw. A sea of green covered the land, she looked down at the soft green that covered her. Feeling the softness if gave her, but suddenly the cave came back to her, and with the remaining strength and sanity, she ran across the land.
R.I.P those elves, and Anwa.