still not owning anything (poor me...)
Chapter 3
The march ended when it was morning. Faith was glad of the respite. Even with slayer strength keeping up with this lot isn't easy. I wonder what happened to Buffy? She took cover away from the group, straining her ears to hear what was going on. She heard Ugluk sneering at another.
"The Whiteskins are coming. What's happened to your precious Nazgul? Has he had another mount shot under him? Now if you'd brought him along, that might have been useful - if these Nazgul are all that they make out."
"Nazgul, Nazgul," came the answer from the other (rival leader? Wondered Faith) as he shivered and licked his lips. "You speak of what is deep beyond the reach of your muddy dreams, Ugluk. Nazgul! Ah! All that they make out! One day you'll wish you had not said that. Ape! You ought to know that they're the apple of the Great Eye. But the winged Nazgul: not yet, not yet. He won't let them show themselves across the Great River yet, not too soon. They're for the War - and other purposes."
War? Oh great. Prison would be a cinch compared to a war. Faith looked around her wondering when she would make her move for the prisoners. The company began to move aiming for a forest. Faith ran on, determined not to be left behind. They ran all day, closer and closer to the forest. Faith thought she heard something and looked behind her. Horsemen had appeared giving chase to the company as they headed for the trees. I wonder if that's the rescue party? Not bad for just two little men. The edge of the forest was almost reached. Ugluk and the other leader urged them on, getting faster as they were reaching cover. Instinct told Faith to duck suddenly and an arrow flew over her head. She ran faster as some of the creatures close to her fell dead. The riders encircled the company. Fortunately for Faith it had grown dark and none had spotted her. Yet. She saw Ugluk make off to halt what could be a stampede as some of the company attempted to attack the riders. The two prisoners were left alone. Faith started to crawl towards them. Only to stop suddenly as the rival leader grabbed them both and took them a little way away, through a gap of watchers. Faith silently followed. He paused and saw in front of him a rider. The rider called out and Ugluk pulled his sword out preferring to kill his captives rather than let them escape. The sword glinted from the light of a fire and an arrow struck his hand. Faith crept up behind him as he began to run, taking his sword suddenly and slit his throat. He managed to cry out. The rider who bore down on him and speared him as he began to fall did not see the girl as she retreated back to where the prisoners had been left.
The rider rode past Faith and the two prisoners, missing her completely. Faith blessed her fashion sense, glad she preferred dark colours to anything else, and she still had the sword which she also considered a blessing.
There was a call from the surroundings in answer to the rival leader's cry, Faith guessed the call to be more Uruk-hai. "Time to make tracks" she muttered picking up both prisoners and aiming for the forest.
Faith slit the cords of both prisoners once under the cover of the trees. Dawn came and battle commenced as soon as the riders had blown their hunting-horns. Faith and the two prisoners watched in silence until a small group of Uruk-hai began to make it to the forest.
"There's Ugluk!" Cried one of the prisoners. " I don't want to meet him again." So Faith and the two prisoners fled from the edge of the forest as Ugluk met his death from the hands of one of the riders.
Chapter 3
The march ended when it was morning. Faith was glad of the respite. Even with slayer strength keeping up with this lot isn't easy. I wonder what happened to Buffy? She took cover away from the group, straining her ears to hear what was going on. She heard Ugluk sneering at another.
"The Whiteskins are coming. What's happened to your precious Nazgul? Has he had another mount shot under him? Now if you'd brought him along, that might have been useful - if these Nazgul are all that they make out."
"Nazgul, Nazgul," came the answer from the other (rival leader? Wondered Faith) as he shivered and licked his lips. "You speak of what is deep beyond the reach of your muddy dreams, Ugluk. Nazgul! Ah! All that they make out! One day you'll wish you had not said that. Ape! You ought to know that they're the apple of the Great Eye. But the winged Nazgul: not yet, not yet. He won't let them show themselves across the Great River yet, not too soon. They're for the War - and other purposes."
War? Oh great. Prison would be a cinch compared to a war. Faith looked around her wondering when she would make her move for the prisoners. The company began to move aiming for a forest. Faith ran on, determined not to be left behind. They ran all day, closer and closer to the forest. Faith thought she heard something and looked behind her. Horsemen had appeared giving chase to the company as they headed for the trees. I wonder if that's the rescue party? Not bad for just two little men. The edge of the forest was almost reached. Ugluk and the other leader urged them on, getting faster as they were reaching cover. Instinct told Faith to duck suddenly and an arrow flew over her head. She ran faster as some of the creatures close to her fell dead. The riders encircled the company. Fortunately for Faith it had grown dark and none had spotted her. Yet. She saw Ugluk make off to halt what could be a stampede as some of the company attempted to attack the riders. The two prisoners were left alone. Faith started to crawl towards them. Only to stop suddenly as the rival leader grabbed them both and took them a little way away, through a gap of watchers. Faith silently followed. He paused and saw in front of him a rider. The rider called out and Ugluk pulled his sword out preferring to kill his captives rather than let them escape. The sword glinted from the light of a fire and an arrow struck his hand. Faith crept up behind him as he began to run, taking his sword suddenly and slit his throat. He managed to cry out. The rider who bore down on him and speared him as he began to fall did not see the girl as she retreated back to where the prisoners had been left.
The rider rode past Faith and the two prisoners, missing her completely. Faith blessed her fashion sense, glad she preferred dark colours to anything else, and she still had the sword which she also considered a blessing.
There was a call from the surroundings in answer to the rival leader's cry, Faith guessed the call to be more Uruk-hai. "Time to make tracks" she muttered picking up both prisoners and aiming for the forest.
Faith slit the cords of both prisoners once under the cover of the trees. Dawn came and battle commenced as soon as the riders had blown their hunting-horns. Faith and the two prisoners watched in silence until a small group of Uruk-hai began to make it to the forest.
"There's Ugluk!" Cried one of the prisoners. " I don't want to meet him again." So Faith and the two prisoners fled from the edge of the forest as Ugluk met his death from the hands of one of the riders.