Chapter Four :: Friendly Captors

Pippin and Merry were thrown onto the floor of a large room filled with wires and computers and various other machines. They looked up to see two very tall ladies standing over them. Pippin was the first to get up. "Now exactly what was that about eh?" Pippin asked pushing one of the women. The woman hardly moved with the tiny push of the small hobbit. Merry took a good look at his captors. There was a very tall red head and a smaller blonde. Both were Elven. Merry was shocked to see not just one but two elves seeing as how rare a race they are now. I mean they were rare then but now they don't even have common areas. To see two together was really something for Merry.

The blonde that pippin had pushed laughed and plopped down onto a chair. "Hobbits always were such an amusing race!" she exclaimed through her laughter as she spun around to face the computer that was next to the chair. The red head looked at the both of them. She grinned at them, her grin almost evil. "Now, you'll tell me what you're doing here and where your friends are. When I find you're friends you will all be held in that there cell" she said pointing to a corner. "We don't take kindly to intruders in this place." With that the red head walked away and left the Hobbits to the care of the blonde who had just wheeled her chair over toward them. "Don't worry about that one," she told them. "Gawain is a bit cold but you'll get used to her. You're going to be here a while. Oh and I'm Pennrod," the blonde stated holding her hand out to them. Merry and Pippin looked at Pennrod wide eyed.

Pippin was first to get up. "I'm Pippin… pleased to meet you I suppose?" Pippin said as he shook Pennrod's hand. Merry stayed seated. "I'm Merry but that doesn't matter to you. I'm just your captive." He said haughtily. Pennrod laughed. "No! Don't consider yourselves captives. Gawain is just taking precautions for her own safety. Trust me, it's much safer down here. Vampires check these warehouses often." Pennrod looked at her computer screen for a moment. "We should find your friends before they get caught." She said getting up from her chair. "Come on." Pennrod led both the Hobbits to the elevator and they walked out into the warehouse. "Now, you find your friends, lead them here, and I'll tell Gawain I'm baiting a trap for your friends. She'll buy that." And with that Pennrod disappeared into the elevator so she could relax at her computer.

Pippin and Merry looked at each other. "Do we trust her?" asked Merry. "Since when have we not trusted Elves?" said Pippin. "Quite true. Quite true indeed." Merry replied as they walked off to warn their friends and to inform them of the friendly captors downstairs.

Once downstairs Pennrod found Gawain waiting for her 'Uh oh…' Pennrod thought to herself. "Um… I know what this may look like… but I assure you they got away all by themselves and I didn't help! Actually no… even better… I'm using them to bait the trap to get the others yeah! That's right… that's what I had planned to say and oh… crap." Pennrod ranted in attempt to save herself from the angry flailing she would soon receive from Gawain. Gawain just glared at her. "YOU IDIOT!" Gawain shouted. "Did you honestly think I would buy all the blubbering? Go find them right now! I can't have them running about knowing where our base is! What if they go to the vampires! I DON'T KNOW HOW I CAN STAND TO LIVE WITH YOU!!!!!" Gawain said as she pushed Pennrod into the elevator to go after the two Hobbits.

After arriving at warehouse level the elevator doors opened and Pennrod reluctantly stepped out. "Now… if I were a Hobbit where would I be?" Pennrod asked herself aloud. "I'd probably be in Ireland where there are plenty of rolling green hills to make Hobbit holes in but right now that isn't an option for the poor things." Pennrod muttered under her breath. She wandered around the empty area of the warehouse looking for them. She heard voices around her but didn't take notice to them and dismissed them as crazy voices in her head. "Come out, come out wherever you are little Hobbits… if I don't bring you back to the big mean nasty red head she's going to murder me…" Pennrod called out trying to be coaxing but not quite achieving the proper results. Suddenly two long, thin arms grabbed around her mouth and two thick shorter arms grabbed around her waist as she was pulled into the shadows.