Still not owning anything....
Chapter 2
Faith opened her eyes. Instinctively she had shut them as the warders had approached knowing that it would be impossible for her to retaliate. It had happened before and at least if she shut her eyes it would be over sooner. Only the warders had gone, and the prison too it seemed.
Faith looked around. It was dark, but not too dark to see. Greenery. She noted. Outside then. She shivered pulling her jacket around her. Where on earth am I? She heard voices.
"There's no time to kill them properly. No time for play on this trip."
"That can't be helped." Another voice said "But why not kill them quick, kill them now? They're a cursed nuisance, and we're in a hurry. Evening's coming on, and we ought to get a move on."
"Orders" a deep growl spoke. "Kill all but NOT the Halflings; they are to be brought back ALIVE as quickly as possible. That's my orders."
Faith crept slowly towards the direction of the voices. She took cover behind some stones. Glancing up she saw something she had never seen before. What the heck are they? She listened to them talking carefully, trying to debate her plan of action.
"We are the fighting Uruk-hai! We slew the great warrior. We took the prisoners. We are the servants of Saruman the Wise, the White Hand: the hands that gives us man's flesh to eat."
'Man's flesh to eat?!' Faith thought. Where the hell am I?
The voice continued, "We came out of Isengard, and led you here, and we shall lead you back the way we choose. I am Ugluk. I have spoken."
Faith retreated, her mind whirling. Ok calm down. First point. Probably not on earth anymore. Second point. They eat man's flesh, which includes me. Not good. Third. They killed some 'Great Warrior' whoever that was. Buffy? She hoped not. And fourth. They have prisoners. Which they will probably eat. She sighed inwardly. Ok plan. First. Find wherever the prisoners are and get them out of here. Second figure out where I am and how I get back. A grin appeared on her face. That must have freaked out those bastards in the prison when I vanished. It faded. Unless, of course I reappear just as they're about to do it. Which would suck. She shook herself mentally. Right then, where the heck are these prisoners?
She got no further. A fight had broken out between what seemed to be rival factions of the Uruk-hai. Faith sensibly took cover, glad that her clothing was dark so it was less easy to spot her.
Faith knew the fight had ended when Ugluk shouted "Pick up those prisoners! Don't play any tricks with them! If they are not alive when we get back, someone else will die too."
Not going to eat them then, Faith noted with a wry smile. She looked at the two prisoners being carried by the Uruk-hai. Then again, not quite Uruk-hai, she thought, Slightly different. Just as ugly though.
The Uruk-hai with their prisoners set off. They had undone the ropes around their prisoners legs and were making them run. Faith followed discreetly behind, hoping that none would notice her. At one point one of the prisoners got away, almost heading towards Faith. She noticed he dropped something discreetly, before being grasped and dragged back into the line. A marker. She pondered. Obviously whatever he is thinks he may have a chance of rescue. She glanced down quickly at what he had dropped before continuing her chase. It was a brooch shaped like a leaf.
Chapter 2
Faith opened her eyes. Instinctively she had shut them as the warders had approached knowing that it would be impossible for her to retaliate. It had happened before and at least if she shut her eyes it would be over sooner. Only the warders had gone, and the prison too it seemed.
Faith looked around. It was dark, but not too dark to see. Greenery. She noted. Outside then. She shivered pulling her jacket around her. Where on earth am I? She heard voices.
"There's no time to kill them properly. No time for play on this trip."
"That can't be helped." Another voice said "But why not kill them quick, kill them now? They're a cursed nuisance, and we're in a hurry. Evening's coming on, and we ought to get a move on."
"Orders" a deep growl spoke. "Kill all but NOT the Halflings; they are to be brought back ALIVE as quickly as possible. That's my orders."
Faith crept slowly towards the direction of the voices. She took cover behind some stones. Glancing up she saw something she had never seen before. What the heck are they? She listened to them talking carefully, trying to debate her plan of action.
"We are the fighting Uruk-hai! We slew the great warrior. We took the prisoners. We are the servants of Saruman the Wise, the White Hand: the hands that gives us man's flesh to eat."
'Man's flesh to eat?!' Faith thought. Where the hell am I?
The voice continued, "We came out of Isengard, and led you here, and we shall lead you back the way we choose. I am Ugluk. I have spoken."
Faith retreated, her mind whirling. Ok calm down. First point. Probably not on earth anymore. Second point. They eat man's flesh, which includes me. Not good. Third. They killed some 'Great Warrior' whoever that was. Buffy? She hoped not. And fourth. They have prisoners. Which they will probably eat. She sighed inwardly. Ok plan. First. Find wherever the prisoners are and get them out of here. Second figure out where I am and how I get back. A grin appeared on her face. That must have freaked out those bastards in the prison when I vanished. It faded. Unless, of course I reappear just as they're about to do it. Which would suck. She shook herself mentally. Right then, where the heck are these prisoners?
She got no further. A fight had broken out between what seemed to be rival factions of the Uruk-hai. Faith sensibly took cover, glad that her clothing was dark so it was less easy to spot her.
Faith knew the fight had ended when Ugluk shouted "Pick up those prisoners! Don't play any tricks with them! If they are not alive when we get back, someone else will die too."
Not going to eat them then, Faith noted with a wry smile. She looked at the two prisoners being carried by the Uruk-hai. Then again, not quite Uruk-hai, she thought, Slightly different. Just as ugly though.
The Uruk-hai with their prisoners set off. They had undone the ropes around their prisoners legs and were making them run. Faith followed discreetly behind, hoping that none would notice her. At one point one of the prisoners got away, almost heading towards Faith. She noticed he dropped something discreetly, before being grasped and dragged back into the line. A marker. She pondered. Obviously whatever he is thinks he may have a chance of rescue. She glanced down quickly at what he had dropped before continuing her chase. It was a brooch shaped like a leaf.