For what this chapter is about, it should probably have more detail. Ah well, it'll do I suppose! At least I've updated for you!

I'VE STARTED SCHOOL AGAIN!!!!!! And I have decided, after only one lesson, that I absolutely DESTEST GCSE MATHS!!!! Anyone out there agree with me?

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Raymae325 – Yup, Celille's captured! And guess who's gonna go and rescue her! Lol, thanks for reviewing.

DaydreamingTurtle – Teehee, funny! Here's your next chapter. Thanks for reviewing.

Elerrina – You'll soon find out if she is or not. Yeah, if Leggy had been captured, things could have got messy. You think it was predictable? Lol! Thanks for reviewing.

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Tiara Shin – I like long reviews! Sweet and fluffy…out the window! Of COURSE I always say Teehee. It's my phrase. Teehee! See what I mean?

3 days now! I'm still bouncing! Yeah, the money was kinda Legolas', but after I'd done a bit of explaining, and a few…other stuff…he seemed happy enough! Those Elves REALLY do have dirty minds. Oh well, I like him that way! I LOVE LEGGY! Huggle.

I can't do the cool little star things on here. Bloody editing thing…. I'm grumbling too…

PUPPY DOG EYES! I fall for them EVERY TIME! DAMN! Lol, thanks for reviewing! I'M GETTING MARRIED!

Lindele – You shrieked? Ok…

Capturing Leggy is fun, but now, he gets to be the hero! Woo!!!!!! SUPER LEGGY! You used to be Espel? THAT MAKS A LOT OF SENSE!

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Chapter 9: FangornForest

I was awake at dawn, and after something quick to eat and drink, I mounted Rodmín, and we were off again. Star-manes' leg had healed well, and so she was just about able to keep up.

The Orc prints were obvious in the soft ground. They were heading back to Fangorn Forest. This was not good. I urged the horses on as much as I could, desperate to catch up.

The trees loomed ever nearer as I rounded the Mountains. And the pack of Orcs had disappeared completely. They must have gone bloody fast!

I reached the edge of Fangorn just after noon, and rested a while. I needed to think this out properly. Fangorn was well known for being the most dangerous wood in Middle-Earth. Even more so than Mirkwood.

I made sure I had a good stock of arrows, and that they were all well sharpened. I checked the sharpness of my blades, and sheathed them. Gripping my bow tightly in my left hand, I mounted Rodmín.

With Star-mane following, we entered Fangorn Forest.

It's dark in here. Darker than I ever imagined. I wish Legolas was with me.

I have no idea where the Orcs are taking me. I pretend to be unconscious. I'm slung across someone's shoulders as they run on. The branches tear my clothes and skin, the wet leaves splash my face. But I mustn't make a sound.

We've been travelling all day. We entered the forest when it was dark. I can just about see some light coming through the branches, but the leaves stop most of it.

Legolas will follow, I know he will. He won't leave me to be…tortured, or whatever these beasts are going to do to me.

He'll rescue me, just like last time.

….

Oh, who am I kidding!

He'll either give up on me, or come too late.

I'll never get out of here alive.

At least they've left easy tracks to follow.

They're heading towards the centre of the forest. Great, just what I need!

I shiver and pull my cloak further round me. I can't feel the cold, it's just this forest gives me the creeps.

I knew I should have taken Celille home!

The horses don't like it here either. Rodmín is putting on a brave face but Star-mane is shivering and has her ears laid back flat nearly constantly. She's scared.

And I don't blame her.

We walk on, and I keep my eyes and ears peeled for any further signs of Celille or her captors. Bloody Orcs.

I can't tell whether it's night or day in here. The canopy is so thick; I can't see the sky. Some thin rays of sunlight manage to filter down, but it's hardly anything. I just keep going.

There's a stream running along nearby, I can hear it. Must be the Entwash. I decide to head towards it.

The tracks run all over the place. I have a feeling that maybe these Orcs are lost, and don't know where they're going. Or they may just be trying to throw me off the scent. Fat chance.

At least Star-mane's leg has healed. That's one less problem…

We move forward slowly all day, and I find nothing. This is not good.

I rest briefly when the forest is at its darkest, then carry on. The next day, I lose sight of the tracks, and spend about two hours looking round for them again. The Orcs are going all over the place, not seeming to be able to make up their mind which way they want to go. I don't stop at all that night, and just ride on through the darkness.

Roundabout noon the day after, (I still couldn't see the sky) I heard something. Peering round a bush, I immediately start cursing under my breath in every language I know. There are loads of Orcs. And I don't even know if they're the ones that have Celille.

I look round carefully, trying to see her. The Orcs are all laughing; they've got a fire lit, and are clearly having a good time. Good for them. Now where the hell have they put Celille!

Suddenly, I see her, tied and gagged up against a tree. She's right on the other side of their little clearing. I'm going to have to sneak right round them, and untie her from behind the tree.

But wait a minute…don't they have any guards posted…

I turn round very slowly, and come face to face with the largest Orc I have ever seen. He's looking at me a little oddly, then grins, and raises his scimitar.

I quickly unsheathe my knives and stab him repeatedly. He gurgles, and slumps to the floor. "Shh," I whisper. The horses are looking at me rather oddly as well now.

"Must be the water," I murmur. I stand and creep through the bushes as quietly as possible. They follow, almost tiptoeing. Once again, it looks rather funny.

I kill any Orcs I come across, and every time, check to see that the others haven't heard anything. They're making too much noise to notice. That's very handy.

I reach Celille, and poke her in the side. She squeals, and I grasp her hand. "Shh, it's me," I hiss. "Keep quiet."

I start working on the rope holding her to the tree. As it comes undone, I hold her up with my arm as she starts to fall down. I look round the tree. The Orcs still haven't noticed. I slit the ropes round her wrists easily with my knife, and pick her up.

I lift her on top of Rodmín, mount behind her, and we creep off into the shadows. Everything's gone perfectly. Almost, too perfectly…

Celille removes her gag and gasps for air. "I knew you'd…come for me," she whispers, slumping back against me.

"You really think I'd leave you with that lot?"

She laughs, and shakes her head. "I would certainly hope not."

Suddenly from behind us, there's a load of yelling and shouting. It's all in Orkish, but I can just tell from the tone that they are swearing. I cover Celille's ears. "Rude gits," I whisper.

That just makes her laugh again.

There's a lot of crashing and roaring, and I know that they're following. I urge Rodmín into a gallop, and we hurtle through the undergrowth, Star-mane right at our heels.

"Do you know where we're going?" Celille calls above the wind.

"No," I shout back. "But I'm sure we'll find the edge of the forest sometime!"

"In a year or two."

We laugh again, and canter on. I glance back over my shoulder, but can't see any Orcs following us yet. I face the front and look for a way out of the trees.

We weave in and out of vines, ducking under branches and jumping over logs and boulders. The horses swerve tightly around deep puddles, but just go straight through the shallow ones. Celille and I get covered in muddy water, but we don't care about it anymore. We just keep galloping.

I don't know how many hours we ride for, but it seems like loads. The edge of the forest is upon us before we realise that we're anywhere near it. I don't recognise the surroundings, and can't see the edge of the Mountains anywhere, or the River Isen…

"Oh crap!" I yell.

"What?"

"We've only come out on the bloody North side of the bloody forest!" I pause, catching my breath. "S'cuse my language."

Celille just bursts into laughter, and I soon join in.

Yay, he rescued her! Of course…

Maybe a little more detail would have been appropriate…….ah well, never mind now! See ya next time guys. Have those reviews ready!

Faerlain