I was falling and couldn't stop . The glaring blue light blinded me. Then I landed HARD . On what was obviously not laminate . It was cold and pointy. I knew four things .
1) I was cold
2) I was not lying on laminate flooring
3)I was blind
4) I wasn't in Kansas anymore, Toto
"Are you alright?" a somewhat familiar voice called to me.
"Fine , if you count being freezing cold and blind , you rapists! " I snapped.
Someone's calloused hand touched me lightly on my shoulder. My sight was returning . I could see lil blobs of black looking down at me . I sat up and was able to kinda distinguish features. I peered around trying to figure out where the rapists had taken me . "Where in the bloody neighbourhood am I ? " I moaned . I stood up and looked intently at the shape across from me .
Then I noticed they were all staring intently back at me . I was stark naked. "This is not happening . Oh ground swallow me. This isn't happening ! " I wailed. The shape across from me came into the rather dim light filtering in from the ceiling .
I scanned his features , dark hair , grey eyes and rather elongated pointy ears. He took off his long green cloak and gave it to me. "Thanks . You're an elf right ? My friends say I look like one but then again people say Vicky looks like a fairy and man you should see her hair . Wild! Anyways , I've always wanted pointy ears. I think I know you ! You're Legolas Greenleaf !" The only reason I knew this is because my psycho friend Vicky made me read The Fellowship of the Ring up to the point where they're at Rivendell and at the little council thingy.
The elf stared at me in suprise. My eyes flickered around the group. " Gimli , Aragorn , Boromir , Gandalf , Merry and Pippin I already know , Sam and ... " my sight rested upon a pair of haunted shockingly blue eyes , that made your heart break to look at them, " Frodo."
"What is she? An elf witch? " Gimli questioned.
"Excuse me !? A witch ?! Watch it pal ! (here I advanced and poked him in the chest) I have been sucked out of my home , into Middle Earth , into the Fellowship , NAKED" I screamed.
Gandalf had to forcibly pull me away before I wakened every orc in the vicinity."Don't you touch me ! " I hissed. And then I slapped him . Don't kill me . I was on the edge. Wouldn't you freak if you were naked in front of the Fellowship ? Besides , I was still convinced they were rapists. Anyways , the Fellowship was aghast. Nobody hit Gandalf . Ever. But Gandalf being the wise wizard that he was didn't retaliate ( lucky for me) . He did what he did best , work magic. Within a few seconds and a couple of whispered words , I was out cold , again.
Sam was nervous ( as was his nature) . "I don't trust her."
"She may of help yet Master Samwise " Gandalf concluded sagely. Merry and Pippin winked at each other knowing what havoc they could wreck on me. Gimli and Legolas just stared at the limp body laid out on the tomb of Balin. Boromir snorted lightly
" Women......"
And of course everyone knows what happens next. Gandalf picks up that book from the dead feller , reads it and freaks out the Fellowship. Pippin decides to poke the dead dude by the well , and it falls in , causing quite a ruckus , rousing the orcs. Boromir bars the gates repeating the same mistake the dwarves made. Unlike the dwarves they fight their way out and make for the bridge of Khazad-Dum. Of course adding the fact that I was slung over Boromir's shoulder. They reach Dwarrowdwelf blah blah blah ,skip a bit,
ah , here we go.
I chose to wake up at the worst possible moment. Just before crossing the Bridge of Khazad Dum. I was and still am petrified of heights. I screamed and kicked and tried to struggle away . " I am not crossing that !!! Put me down ! "
"As you wish , " said Boromir .
"No no no don't leave me !!!!"
But Boromir was already half way across the bridge. I hate to say it but I whimpered . Heat was starting to burn my back . I didn't want to turn around for fear of what was there.
Being a curious and stupid human , I turned around. I immediatly wished I hadn't . I was faced with a 50+ foot monster that had wings, spewed ash and breathed fire. It was one of those choices : cross bridge or be burned to death by a flaming monster . It wasn't every day this happened. You can guess what one I chose. I semi- crawled/ran to about half way across the bridge. I couldn't see Gandalf on the other side . So I turned to look behind me which , again I regretted. There was the big flaming monster also called a Balrog , falling down a collapsed side of the bridge . Gandalf began to walk away but a whip curled around his ankle and dragged him to the edge. I couldn't move . I just stared . I had never seen anyone die before. Sure I had known the guy for a couple of hours , but he hadn't hit me back , and that was really nice of him. Normally I would've said something dirty about the whip, but now was not the time nor the place to do so. I turned away.
I couldn't feel myself running across the rest of the bridge. I couldn't hear Frodo's cries of absolute grief , I couldn't hear arrows whizzing past my head , I just ran and ran and ran wanting to get away to the point of light that marked the exit. I came out into the blinding light and it made me cry even more. I kept running to a remote flat rock where I stopped and sat down . I wanted to go home, I wanted to go to school, I wanted to do the stupid English test I had that day.I didn't want to be there. Aragorn was trying to get them up. I wanted to hit him . What the hell was wrong with him? Sure orcs would swarm the hills by nightfall but still. Heartless creep. I hoped they would leave me . I was going to mess everything up.
1) I was cold
2) I was not lying on laminate flooring
3)I was blind
4) I wasn't in Kansas anymore, Toto
"Are you alright?" a somewhat familiar voice called to me.
"Fine , if you count being freezing cold and blind , you rapists! " I snapped.
Someone's calloused hand touched me lightly on my shoulder. My sight was returning . I could see lil blobs of black looking down at me . I sat up and was able to kinda distinguish features. I peered around trying to figure out where the rapists had taken me . "Where in the bloody neighbourhood am I ? " I moaned . I stood up and looked intently at the shape across from me .
Then I noticed they were all staring intently back at me . I was stark naked. "This is not happening . Oh ground swallow me. This isn't happening ! " I wailed. The shape across from me came into the rather dim light filtering in from the ceiling .
I scanned his features , dark hair , grey eyes and rather elongated pointy ears. He took off his long green cloak and gave it to me. "Thanks . You're an elf right ? My friends say I look like one but then again people say Vicky looks like a fairy and man you should see her hair . Wild! Anyways , I've always wanted pointy ears. I think I know you ! You're Legolas Greenleaf !" The only reason I knew this is because my psycho friend Vicky made me read The Fellowship of the Ring up to the point where they're at Rivendell and at the little council thingy.
The elf stared at me in suprise. My eyes flickered around the group. " Gimli , Aragorn , Boromir , Gandalf , Merry and Pippin I already know , Sam and ... " my sight rested upon a pair of haunted shockingly blue eyes , that made your heart break to look at them, " Frodo."
"What is she? An elf witch? " Gimli questioned.
"Excuse me !? A witch ?! Watch it pal ! (here I advanced and poked him in the chest) I have been sucked out of my home , into Middle Earth , into the Fellowship , NAKED" I screamed.
Gandalf had to forcibly pull me away before I wakened every orc in the vicinity."Don't you touch me ! " I hissed. And then I slapped him . Don't kill me . I was on the edge. Wouldn't you freak if you were naked in front of the Fellowship ? Besides , I was still convinced they were rapists. Anyways , the Fellowship was aghast. Nobody hit Gandalf . Ever. But Gandalf being the wise wizard that he was didn't retaliate ( lucky for me) . He did what he did best , work magic. Within a few seconds and a couple of whispered words , I was out cold , again.
Sam was nervous ( as was his nature) . "I don't trust her."
"She may of help yet Master Samwise " Gandalf concluded sagely. Merry and Pippin winked at each other knowing what havoc they could wreck on me. Gimli and Legolas just stared at the limp body laid out on the tomb of Balin. Boromir snorted lightly
" Women......"
And of course everyone knows what happens next. Gandalf picks up that book from the dead feller , reads it and freaks out the Fellowship. Pippin decides to poke the dead dude by the well , and it falls in , causing quite a ruckus , rousing the orcs. Boromir bars the gates repeating the same mistake the dwarves made. Unlike the dwarves they fight their way out and make for the bridge of Khazad-Dum. Of course adding the fact that I was slung over Boromir's shoulder. They reach Dwarrowdwelf blah blah blah ,skip a bit,
ah , here we go.
I chose to wake up at the worst possible moment. Just before crossing the Bridge of Khazad Dum. I was and still am petrified of heights. I screamed and kicked and tried to struggle away . " I am not crossing that !!! Put me down ! "
"As you wish , " said Boromir .
"No no no don't leave me !!!!"
But Boromir was already half way across the bridge. I hate to say it but I whimpered . Heat was starting to burn my back . I didn't want to turn around for fear of what was there.
Being a curious and stupid human , I turned around. I immediatly wished I hadn't . I was faced with a 50+ foot monster that had wings, spewed ash and breathed fire. It was one of those choices : cross bridge or be burned to death by a flaming monster . It wasn't every day this happened. You can guess what one I chose. I semi- crawled/ran to about half way across the bridge. I couldn't see Gandalf on the other side . So I turned to look behind me which , again I regretted. There was the big flaming monster also called a Balrog , falling down a collapsed side of the bridge . Gandalf began to walk away but a whip curled around his ankle and dragged him to the edge. I couldn't move . I just stared . I had never seen anyone die before. Sure I had known the guy for a couple of hours , but he hadn't hit me back , and that was really nice of him. Normally I would've said something dirty about the whip, but now was not the time nor the place to do so. I turned away.
I couldn't feel myself running across the rest of the bridge. I couldn't hear Frodo's cries of absolute grief , I couldn't hear arrows whizzing past my head , I just ran and ran and ran wanting to get away to the point of light that marked the exit. I came out into the blinding light and it made me cry even more. I kept running to a remote flat rock where I stopped and sat down . I wanted to go home, I wanted to go to school, I wanted to do the stupid English test I had that day.I didn't want to be there. Aragorn was trying to get them up. I wanted to hit him . What the hell was wrong with him? Sure orcs would swarm the hills by nightfall but still. Heartless creep. I hoped they would leave me . I was going to mess everything up.