A/N Ok I am writing this sory for my own enjoyment and beacause my characters have been threating to kill me if I don't. Looks down at the giant cut on her arm.... So yeah . If you don't like it don't read it. All flames will be ignored but I would like constructive criticism. I have been told my several people that they liked this story so I thought I would put it up for more people to enjoy. But like I said don 't li

Chapter one Orcs?

Ring... ring... ring... "Uh, Hello?" 18 year old Clare said as she answered her cell phone that had just woken her up. "Clare! Turn on the TV! Turn it to the news." Clare's best friend Jessica shouted on the other end of the phone.
"Jessica you don't have to yell and do you know what time it is?" Clare growled, iratated for being woken up at 4:45 in the morning "Just turn it on!" "Why? Its too early I want to go back to sleep, what are you doing up so early any way?" " Never mind why I'm up so early just turn on the TV." Jessica said.
"Ugh... fine."

Clare rolled out of bed and grabbed the remote and turned on the TV Once Clare had put it on a news chanal she gasped.

"N-no... that's... i-impossib-ble." Clare stuttered "I thought so too, I thought it was just a joke, I thought some sick twisted guys dressed up in suit's and went and did that, But Men couldn't do that, thats to quick. They say guns don't kill them, and the only way they have been killed is when they were stabbed with a blade or arrow. They have black blood." Jessica explained sadly

"But they don't exist! Orcs don't exist! Middle earth, Orcs, Elvs done of thats real it's fiction!" Clare all but screamed.
"Apparently it does Clare. Look at the facts, listen to the news" "I know I know I hear what they are saying, But what will we do?" Clare said "We do nothing, there is nothing we can do." Jessica said "So we just wait for them to come!?" "They have destroyed 30 large city's in two hours, nothing can stop them they have tried." "So we just wait for them to come and kill us?" Clare said angrily "Well I'm not going to!" Clare hung up her cell-phone.

Clare grabed her LOTR swords and daggers that she had been collecting and started sharpining them onc they were all sharpend Clare put them in the truck and drove to one of her familys back fields and started to practic.

"Ops."Clare muttered the first time she threw one of her daggers toward her cardboard target and it totally missed it.
"Ugh." She muttered the second time she threw the dagger, and missed.
"Gah! I'm so bad at this!" It was her 20th throw and she still hadn't hit the target.

A dull thud sounded through the air as the handle of the dagger hit the edge of the target.
"YES I hit it! Yay!" Clare screamed jumping up and down. "Oh yeah I did it Oh yeah"
Clare thew the dagger again but missed... again "Oh well." Clare said shugging. "at lessed I've hit it once"
After her 83rd try Clare finaly threw the dagger with it's blade sinking into the cardboard.
But it was still far from the middle.
Clare continued to practice for the rest of the day.