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A/N: Hey everybody. Allison and I were bored one day while IMing so we decided to pretend we were in M.E. So that is what spurred this story. Enjoy.

Ashley

Part One-

I was entering into the woods. It was peaceful times. The ring has been destroyed and all orcs with the exception of a band or two of ten have been destroyed for up to 300 years. I was 250 years old, so I missed all of what happened. I have been wandering for 150 years since my father past.

My mother past when I was only ten. My father, since I was fifteen, taught me how to fight. So I had a bow, quiver, and twin daggers attached to my back. More daggers hidden in various places on me, hidden underneath and in my clothes or boots. And two swords attached to my sides.

"Halt," a voice said behind me. How I was detected I will never know. I always wore a silver cape that helped me blend in with anything. And I moved so soft.

Guards soon were all around me and I knew that for once in my entirety of living that I was in trouble.

"By what right do you walk into the woods of Mirkwood," the same person yelled out.

I knew that it would be best to keep silent but when I am supposed to I'm not when I am not supposed to I am. "My mother was born of Mirkwood, so I decided I would pay respects to her grave," I started.

He whispered something to the guards next to him. "If your mother was of Mirkwood surely you would have no problem telling us what your name is," An elf said stepping forward.

"Your highness. How is the family doing," the one who seemed to be the captain, said to the newest person.

"I keep my identity safe with me for in grave peral you identity is your biggest protection. But perhaps if you disclose your name that I might disclose mine," I stated. Then all of the sudden a black tipped arrow swished past my head.

I hissed knowing that orcs had discovered us. They swarmed out around us. I was always angry and hateful towards what little orcs were left. I started fighting them off with much vigor.

Soon all of the orcs were finished and the guards once again surrounded me. "Take her to the palace. We shall decide what to do with her there."

They came and cuffed me to lead me to the palace so my "fate" will be decided.

A/N: And this is were my part leaves off for no. Sorry its not better. I just reread what I wrote and took a lot out. Please review. NO FLAME PLEASE!