Vega woke to the uncomfortable feeling of bouncing around, after her eyes adjusted to the light she nearly retched seeing the blur of yellowed grass travel beneath her. It took several moments for her to remember what had happened as the pounding in her skull only seemed to intensify with her thoughts. But when she did she was outraged. She had been taken captive by the orc's and Boromir… and Boromir had died. The memories of the brave warriors death saddened her, and she remembered Mary and Pip, she lifted her head slightly and looked around seeing that she was being carried much like Rumi had carried her, like a hunted animal. She spotted Pip on the back of a Orc not far from her and Mary on another near by, poor Pip looked scared witless and he kept glancing at Mary and her worriedly.

'Pip…' she sent a privet thought to the hobbit and his head whipped around so fast she was surprised he didn't hurt himself. His eyes widened in relief at seeing her awake 'Shhhh, little cub I am alright, don't let them know I'm awake yet I am thinking of a way out of this. How is Mary?' she saw the worried look and thought that maybe the little hobbit may have been hurt badly but she saw deep breathing and slight movements of his muscles so he was still alright.

'How long have we been out?' Pip mouthed three days, and she scowled, as much as a feline can scowl. That's went she noticed something else, the her paws were bound with thick rope and a dark leather strap was fashioned over her muzzle keeping her jaws closed, but what enraged her was the collar. She felt the silver collar that encased her neck and wished she knew why they had placed it on her. She also noticed that she was tired, to tired that a simple head injury called for, and she was out for three days… this must be the cost she thought, for using her own strength to change forms.

Suddenly all the orc's stopped and she strained her ears, which were a bit fuzzy still, to catch the words of the one leading there little marry band of thieves. She caught snippets of Pip asking about something but she ignored him.

"What is it what do you smell?" one orc asked another.

"Man flesh." This seemed to make the group uneasy and they began to set off in a run again quicker than before. Vega wished she could do something to leave a trail for her friends but she couldn't get one of her cuffs off and her pendant was to important to leave behind. But it seemed she as not the only one with this though as she saw Pip struggle with something, then spit out his leaf cloak broach. She sent him a purr of satisfaction and approval, before she was jolted harshly as the orc carrying her repositioned her weight she growled in annoyance and pain as it jarred her leg wound but it came out muffled and unheard. After a while her tiredness lulled her back into sleep.

Aragorn knelt in the trampled grass seeing something shine carefully and picked it up. "Not idly do the leaves of Lorelin fall." he stood renewed hope in his heart.

"Aragorn." Legolas called as he stood after crouching to pick up something. He approached and his hope fell as he saw what the elf held. In his hands was his sisters pendant, unharmed thankfully, but still she was without it.

"We must hurry, our journey to rescue our friends just became more important." Aragorn said then rushed forward.

"Hurry Gimily we are gaining on them." Legolas yelled and ran after his friend.

The next time Vega woke was when she was tossed to the ground, her mind was a battle ground between herself and some unknown force, dark words were being whispered to her. She vaguely realized they were there the first time she woke but this time they were much stronger and much more persistent. She opened her eyes and saw that it was dark out and that Mary was alive, she was happy but she was also confused, why would it make her happy? What was happiness? She groaned as her whole body pulsed with confusion and pain, with effort she sat up and strangely crawled over to the two hobbits that were speaking about the strangeness of the trees.

"Vega your awake…are you all right?" Pip asked seeing the dazed look in her silver gold eyes as if she had to work at processing his words.

"I'm fine. And you?" she asked though unlike her usual self they felt stressed and clipped like her speech wasn't very good.

"Were fine we-

Mary's words were cut off by the screeching among there captors. That's right, Vega thought some of the fog clearing. They were in danger and she needed to protect these two.

"Oh they look tasty." An orc said making eager noises. Vega growled a warning.

"They are not for eating they go to the master alive and unsoiled."

"Alive why alive, they would make a good spot. What about there legs they don't need those." Vega growled again and began to struggle with the leather bind on her muzzle hearing footsteps coming up beside them. She dug her claws into the leather accidently scratching herself as she tugged and pulled hearing the danger getting closer and finally the leather gave, she snarled snapping at the approaching orc. But surprisingly she didn't need to worry as the orc that had been defending them…in a way. Cut off its head.

"Looks like meats back on the menu boys." He yelled and the group descended on the body.

"Mary let's go." Pip said and they began to crawl away, Vega's crawling was much slower and finally she just stopped and began to rip at the bindings on her paws, the task becoming single minded as the fog began to creep back in along with that dark voice. She shook her head violently like that would rid her of them and the bindings on her front paws came loose then she worked on her back seeming to forget her two hobbit companions. That was until she heard the voice of the orc.

He stood over the hobbits and Vega scrambled to undo the bonds.

"Go ahead squeal no ones going to save you now." The orc said running a dagger over Mary's cheek but before he could do any damage his head turned at the sound of a growl then Vega was on him tearing him to bits just as fighting began to break out. Spears made from men where tossed into the horde of Urku-hai, then hoof beats filled the air along with screaming.

"Run!" Vega yelled seeing this as there chance. The hobbits did as she told them as she guarded there backs killing any close orc, the more she killed the stronger the fog in her mind became and soon she was killing the orcs for the very reason for killing them. When a few of the horses began to surround her she snarled at them causing there to rear and there riders to fall off. The rider thinking it an enemy struck out catching her on the shoulder she snarled but as the battle began to end and her enemy gone she ran into the forest. Spurred to the wilderness and the dark voice that had consumed her mind.