A/N: So this story just came to me the other day and I had to publish it. This is a lord of the rings Warhammer crossover. I have never played that game a day in my life I just heard someone mention dark elves so I looked it up so all of my information comes from research online. So I am sorry if I get something wrong. It is fanfiction after all. So just to give you a heads up Arwen had a baby 10 years before the ring with Shadowblade a dark elf. She is with Aragorn in this story. I will have plenty of back story. Brittani/Iman is mixed like black and white girl. Not going to lie I am horrible with making up names so i used mine lol. Anyway I also have a thing for Sendhil Rammamurthy so he will be in this story as well. Don't judge me! I hope you guys like this story.

When the writing is like this it's the character thinking to themselves

When its like this its Elvish.

She was running. This was the second time this week she found herself trying to get away from him. When Joey and Britt fought it was bad. Things always became violent. Tonight he was relentless. She saw something she shouldn't have. It wasn't like she was going to tell anyone. Joey had to know that. Even through his cocaine induced haze he had to realize she would never tell a soul. She just wanted to leave. She didn't want to be here anymore. So she grabbed her big duffle she kept packed in case of emergencies. Her purse and got the fuck out of there. Hoping he wouldn't see her trying to leave but he did. Now he was in hot pursuit.

Brittani just couldn't take it anymore. She loved him but enough was enough. She ran down the hallway and down the stairs hoping he wouldn't be able to catch her. Too late. He grabbed her hair and kicked her down the rest of the stairs. Hovering over her he slapped her again and again and again. "Joey please stop. I didn't say anything about what I saw" Brittani cried out. "Then why the fuck did two of Brickston's guys come here questioning me. They asked me if I knew anything about the robbery. They also made it their issue to ask me if my pretty little girlfriend was around. Now why would they ask me something like that huh?" Joey said while dragging a screaming Brittani across the floor. "I don't fucking know, maybe because Brickston wants to fuck me? He wants me. He tells me constantly how he wants me to leave a piece of shit loser like you!" she yelled spitting blood in his face. That was it. In a blind rage he punched her twice and stood up. The last thing she remembered was Joey's boot coming towards her face and then darkness.

Brittani was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming because it was the same dream she had been having for the past 7 months. It was always the same. A woman whose complete face she couldn't see, was singing to her and brushing her hair. She had no idea what language the woman was singing in but it was beautiful none the less. The woman had pale skin that seemed to glow and grey eyes that almost appeared to be dark blue. Her long black inky hair was brushed to the side in a loose braid. When the woman was done singing she would always tell the little girl to go to bed. That's when the dream would always end. Brittani would recognize that voice anywhere. In fact once she thought she did. She had heard a woman weeping and calling her name. She never did find the source of the weeping and later she chalked it up to being high. Which was a common occurrence for her.

She awoke to the sound of running water. It wasn't from a faucet, it was like an out in nature kind of running water or some kind of fountain. It smelled woodsy. Groggily opening her eyes she realized she was in the woods. Did that fucker try to dump my body? She thought. Trying to sit right up she realized that was a bad idea. She definitely had at least two broken ribs. Bracing herself and rolling over she cried out in pain. He had really did a number on her. He had never hit her this bad before. Leaving her in the middle of the woods he must have thought he killed her.

Brittani used the support of a nearby tree to help her stand up. She took in her surroundings. Her duffle was a few feet in between her and the stream she had heard when coming to. Hunched over she slowly walked to her bag. Crying out in pain along the way. It felt like it took her and hour to reach her bag. Sitting down she noticed her purse there too. How fucking nice of him to leave me my shit while dumping me in the woods. Rummaging through her bag she noticed that everything was there. That bastard didn't take anything out. Grabbing her purse she reached for her cell phone. No fucking service. Fucking awesome. Whatever shred of hope or positive thinking she was holding onto she lost it in that moment. Her face showed distress. She began to cry. Not a light sob. It was a guttural cry. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know how to survive in the woods. She was a city girl. She had no idea how she was going to survive. After about 15 minutes she pulled herself back together. Wiping her big green eyes she tried standing. She couldn't, it hurt too bad. Sobbing lightly she began to scoot over to the stream with her bag in tow.

It took her an hour to reach the stream. Glancing into the water she noticed she looked terrible. Reaching into her bag she squeezed some soap onto her hand and began to clean her face. With her face clean she was able to inspect it better. Her right eye was swollen and bruised. Her lip was split open but not bleeding. Her left cheek had a gash that looked like she would need stitches to heal properly. Her golden brown skin would definitely be scarred after this ordeal. Her hair had seen better days but wasn't that bad. Go figure. She mused to herself. Pulling out her hair brush she began to brush her long black silky curls.

Brittani Panicked for a second. Her necklace. Grabbing around her neck she breathed a sigh of relief. It was the only thing she had that reminded her of her birth parents. Well she assumed it was her birth parents that had given it to her. It was a gold Ankh symbol with a snake wrapped around the bottom. The words 'Tinu' written in a white stone. She had no idea what it meant and neither did google. She figured it was just a pet name her parents had given her.

Realizing she wasn't going to be able to head anywhere soon she grabbed a sweater out if her bag and her headphones. She would sleep here for the night and then in the morning try to make it out of these woods. She was not going to give up. Plugging in her headphones to her iPod she let Erykah Badu croon through the earbuds. Leaving one earbud out so she could listen for any strange noised, Brittani began to drift off. Before she could fall asleep she saw a figure walking towards her.

Sitting up in a hurry she cried out from the pain in her ribs. It was a man walking towards her and he was dressed funny. He was also carrying what appeared to be a bow and a quiver of arrows with him. He was tall. That was saying a lot considering she was 5'10. He had long blonde hair that was braided on the sides and blue eyes. What the fuck are his ears pointed? Brittani thought she must have been suffering some head trauma because that was the weirdest thing she had ever seen. He wasn't alone he was with another man. This man was shorter but had broad muscles and long black hair that came to his shoulders. He was carrying a sword. Great black girl alone in the woods with 2 crazy ass white boys. This is it I'm about to fucking die.

Brittani was scared. The only weapon she had was an old pocket knife a foster dad had given to her years ago. "Please don't kill me. I have no idea where I am and I'm hurt. If you could please just get me to a gas station I can handle it from there. I can pay you please…" Brittani sobs cutting off her words. The blonde spoke first. "Why would we kill you and what is a gas station?"

"What do you mean what is a gas station? You know where you get gas for your car. Look please just fucking help me!" she screamed. The dark haired man spoke next. "My name is Aragorn and this is Legolas. What is your name?" He smiled warmly. Looking into his eyes Brittani saw kindness. She was usually wary of strangers but something about this man's eyes told her he wasn't going to harm her.

"Brittani."

"Well Brittani it is a pleasure to meet you. Sorry for my friend's lack of manners, pleasantries aren't his thing." Smiling back at him she nodded her head.

"Can you walk?"

"If you could help me stand I could probably manage."

"No I was only asking to assess your injuries. To make sure your legs were uninjured."

"Oh, well no they aren't I think I might have a few broken ribs though." She gestured underneath her breast on her left side. "Do you mind if I take a look?" Hesitantly she shook her head. No need for modesty right now, she thought to herself. Aragorn laid her back and Brittani lifted up her shirt exposing her ribs. Noticing her necklace Aragorn's eyes widened. He asked her "where did she get such a necklace?" while gesturing for Legolas to come take a look.

Keeping her eyes trained on Legolas she told Aragorn that "it was given to her by her parents or at least that's what she assumed seeing as how she couldn't remember."

"I know who gave you that necklace" Aragorn told her pointedly. Jerking her head towards Aragorn she searched his face for any hint of lying. Finding none she herself found the courage to ask him "Who?" It was Legolas who spoke this time. "Your father and mother."

He helped her sit up. "Well duh I just told you that." Brittani said rolling her eyes. Legolas getting irritated rephrased his previous statement. "I mean I know your mother and recognize this symbol."

"You know my mom? Is she alive? Are you like my brother or something?"

Aragorn chuckled. "No he is not your brother. Brittani you have been lost to her for 21 years and for whatever reason we have found you. We will take her to you and all will be explained."

Barely holding back the tears in her eyes Brittani nodded her head. Aragorn scooped her up and they started walking towards their horses. Legolas mounted his horse and Aragorn gently placed Brittani in his arms. "You will ride with Legolas his horse is faster. You need to be treated for your injuries. I believe an infection has begun you are hot with fever." Without giving her a chance to respond Legolas took off at full speed. Brittani was tired. Did they really know who her mom was? Or was she just dreaming? She could barely keep her eyes open. "Please stay awake little one" he whispered in her ear. She had no idea what he said but it sounded similar to the woman who sings to her in her dreams. She was so tired. Maybe she would just rest her eyes for a little. "No you must stay awake."

"I'm so tired and cold I…"

"No please try to stay awake." Legolas said interrupting her. It was too late. She was out cold. Legolas never felt so helpless in all is 2900 years. Calling to Arod to pick up the pace. He prayed she would be okay.