Disconnected
Chpt 2.
I hit the floor with a thud, and I gasped as a sharp pain went through my spine.
"Owww," I groaned and slowly lifted my poor body off the ground.
I dusted off my tight leather pants and the tight halter-top I use to go hunting in. I shook my head and let my hair fall over my eyes; I then slowly wiped that away too and tucked it behind my ears.
I sighed as I looked around, taking in my surroundings.
There were a few longhaired blond men with bows and arrows pointing at me.
"Where am I?" I asked no one in particular and pressed my lips together. I started to walk forward.
"Stop," said one of the men, "you may go no further."
I turned to face him and instead got an arrowhead in my face. "Put that down," I said annoyed and pushed it away.
He quickly returned it to its place.
"Where am I?" I asked again.
"You are in the realm of Rivendell, home of the Lord Elrond." He answered.
I studied him for a few seconds. He had brown eyes and long blond hair, like the others. He looked young, but in his eyes was wisdom.
"Ok, Sparky," I retorted noticing his ears. I hate Elves. "I'm looking for my father. Desent Hutchins."
"He is dining with the Lord Elrond and the King of Mirkwood."
"Great, Can I see him?"
"No."
With a swift move I tore the arrow from his hand, and just as quick he had replaced it with another form his quill.
I rolled my eyes, "Fuck a duck. Can I please see my daddy? For I kick yo ass."
"Legolas, what goes on?" asked another longhaired man behind him.
Legolas lowered his bow and turned to greet him, "Lord Elrond, Father, This lady would like to speak to Master Hutchins."
"Jonny," I heard an annoyed sigh coming from behind the burette Elf.
"Daddy," I whined, "Mama pushed me through another portal."
*ummm. Having fun?