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"Who are you and why are you trespassing?"

A golden haired elf pointed a beautifully carved bow and arrow at her, but she did not flinch, no matter how sharp the arrow looked. She locked her gaze with his and stood up slowly.

"My name is Bethany and I'm one of a group of nine"

The person looked sceptically at her, his eyes sweeping over her form, taking in the unique but relatively familiar materials and style, except for her hair which was dramatically short for a female.

Her eyes looked at each person, there were three all together, two had dark brown hair and one golden, each wore it long and they wore tunic and breeches, the likes of which she had only seen in history books and films.

"I'm a student, as are all of my friends. We've come camping for a few days. We didn't know that this was private land, I'm sorry. I'll go back and we'll pack up and leave"

She gestured to the direction that she had come from and turned on her heel swiftly, her skirt swirling around her ankles.

"Stop"

Grimacing she turned back, standing as confidently as she could despite the fact that her insides had tuned to jelly.

"Where is the rest of you group?"

She furrowed her brow and pointed,

"Over there"

The golden haired elf nodded and gestured for her to walk. She did so, keeping one eye on the three that followed her. Her mind whirled with all sorts of thoughts. Were they going to rape and kidnap her or were they just going to kill her and leave her body for the animals to eat. What in the name of the goddess were they wearing? Why were they using bows? Why did they have long hair and why did they have pointy ears? - Birth defect perhaps?

As they got closer she could hear Trinity and Tyler arguing- yet again. Did they ever shut up?! After spending two years with them, she had gotten used to it. But sometimes it was hard to handle. Beth wasn't one for confrontation. You ask her a question that she doesn't know the answer to and she'll go bright red so you can imagine the colour of her face when somebody starts arguing with her, she can rival a fire engine.

"Those are you're friends?"

One of the dark haired twins spoke, his voice soft but commanding, she shivered involuntarily. She nodded,

"Yes that noisy rabble is my friends"

The three looked confused but said nothing.

"Beth where have you been?!"

Grace stood up her hands on her hips. She hadn't noticed the three figures behind Beth.

"I err, met some people"

Beth looked helpless at Hunter, asking him to give her some help. He stood up from the log he was sat on and approached them.

His chocolate brown eyes locked with the golden-haired person. Being polite and not wishing to create a misunderstanding he held out his hand.

"Hello, I'm hunter. Is there a problem? Are we trespassing? Because if we are we'll leave right now"

Bright green eyes met Hunters and he nodded.

"I am Lord Glorfindel of Imladris and these are Lord's Elladan and Elrohir of Imladris. You are indeed trespassing, but I am afraid that you must come with us"

Hunter started at the name Imladris; he knew that name from somewhere.

"Look, mate, I don't know what your game is, but we're not going anywhere, got it"

Tyler opened his mouth and once again managed to get them all into more trouble. Lord Glorfindel had strung his bow before Tyler had said three words. The threat did not go unheeded and everybody set about packing their belongings as quickly as they could.

One of the twins approached Bethany, who had finished packing and was now leaning against a tree waiting for everybody else.

"How did you know we were there?"

She sighed and looked at him, his grey eyes were gorgeous, they reminded her of pewter. She stood up straight and wiped her hands on her dress, considering her words.

"I've always been able to sense people. It's weird, well actually, it's not. You always know when you're alone and you can tell when there's somebody there, even if you can't see him or her. I have a sixth sense"

He nodded. She took a moment and studied him out of the corner of her eyes. He was wearing charcoal coloured breeches and tunic with a black jerkin over the top that bore designs of, what looked like a symbol of status on the front. He stood tall and elegant, but he didn't send out the message of power like the other two. His brother was broader than he was and he radiated strength and power, as did Lord Glorfindel.

"Where are you taking us?"

Her voice was small, she feared them, she knew that there was more to this than met the eye and by looking at the other, a few were of the same opinion.

"Elves! Fuckin elves!"

Tyler had overheard words that were being spoken between Hunter, who had unconsciously taken responsibility and Lord Glorfindel. Hunter, unlike Tyler was of the opinion that they were no where near where they should be and it would be a wise decision to just do what the men with the pointy objects told them to. Of course he didn't really object if they wanted to shoot Tyler.

Grace was nervously looking from one person to the other, not sure what was going on. Trinity was clinging to Chris as if her was her lifeline, and for a girl that was usually outspoken, it was unnerving to say the least.

Jack was sat quietly, observing everybody and trying to work out what wasn't being said but what was obvious. It was obvious that the three so- called elves didn't trust them all. Their tense bodies told him that they were just waiting for somebody to pull out a weapon and attack them. Their friendly demeanours were hiding their true feelings and it irked him to no end. Sure, he understood why they were wary but...it just didn't sit right with him. And they said they were elves, elves don't exist, they never have and never will...so what was the deal. He had a feeling that their day was just going to get weirder and weirder.

Lord Elladan' s head snapped towards his brother, his eyes fierce and hard.

"Orcs!"

Lord Glorfindel turned to address the odd group that stood bewildered and somewhat bored.

"Do you carry any weapons?"

Sensing the severity in the Lord's voice the group began digging around in their backpacks, most found a sharp knife to use, they were short but they'd have to do. But some had neglected to bring a sharp knife and had only a spatula and...a tin opener.

"Uhh, Jack, what do you except to do with a tin opener?"

"I'm not sure, but it's heavy so it might do some err damage. Anyways what does Paige expect to accomplish with a spatula?"

Paige looked a little offended and pouted,

"Well, it works with spiders"

"Gather your belongings and hide them among the trees quickly"

With a certain amount of arguing the task was done, leaving the group all the more apprehensive.

All of a sudden the stench of death and decay hit them at full force, almost making a couple of them retch. Grace turned green just for effect.

"What is that?!"

Trinity's eyes were as large as saucers as she held onto Chris with one hand and held her knife tightly in the other. Her eyes darted from Lord Glorfindel, who stood with his bow cocked and ready to Hunter who stood just as calmly and ready as the three elves.

Beth stood near Elrohir. She could feel her hands begin to shake and as the noise and smell got closer she felt her courage disappear. The trees were angry at the intrusion and she could feel herself drawing energy from them. After all- if she was destined to die then die she would and there was nothing she could do about it.

Without warning the three elves shot their arrows off into the trees.

Various growls and howls and other not so pleasant noises were heard and the battle had begun.

As student they had all joined various peace protests and had supported various projects that supported war victims and the like. But now that they were faced with being killed- they weren't so sure where they stood.

Trinity screamed as an orc came at her full throttle and she only just jumped out of the way.

"Beth!"

Jack shouted from a few yards away as he slit the throat of an orc. Black blood spurted everywhere and grace spluttering in disgust.

The noise of shouts and screams filled the clearing until finally, all was quiet.

"All who aren't dead say I"

Paige said, her arms wrapped round her stomach, she had been on the receiving end of an orcish blade, it was not deep but it was painful.

"Where's Trinny?"

Chris's eyes were wide and panicked when her couldn't find his girlfriend. The group split up and while the elves piled up the dead orcs they tried to find Trinity.

Grace was very quickly becoming panicked. She could feel tears pricking in her eyes and sweat was already beading on her forehead. She was feeling sick, she knew that Trinity was dead, as did Beth; it was only a matter of finding her body now.

"I found her!"

Hunter shouted, his voice hoarse and tired. The adrenaline that had taken hold on his body during the battle had all but disappeared and he was feeling the strain.

The group, knowing what they were going to find made there way slowly and hesitantly toward Hunter.

"No!"

Chris cried out and sank to his knees as he looked at the mangled body of his girlfriend. There was nothing that the group could do but stand and watch as Chris mourned her loss. The rest were just as sad but they felt the need to move, and quickly as they were in no hurry to meet any orcs...ever again.

The orc bodies went up in flames, the stench filling the clearing and making a few of the group run for the trees and loose their lunch.

Lord Glorfindel approached the group, not wishing to intrude upon their grief but knowing that they had to move quickly in order to reach Imladris before nightfall.

"She must be buried before we continue, but we must do it with haste"

Lord Elladan stepped in, sensing the group's need for closure before they were escorted to his father and questioned.

"He's right Chris, we have to bury her"

Tyler stepped forward, a look of superiority on his face.

"Suck it up man, there are plenty more fish in the sea. C'mon let's burn her and split"

The group looked at him, stunned that he'd had the balls to say something so callous.

Beth looked at him, tears rolling down her cheeks, whishing that she could say something but found that she couldn't open her mouth to do so.

Chris rose and shook his head. Running his hand through his hair he looked up,

"Ty's right. We should burn her. It'll be quicker and we can get outta here"

He walked away, oblivious to everybody else's disgust and horror. But they quickly resigned themselves to the truth of the situation and they did what they had to do.

With tears in their eyes they watched as Trinity's body slowly burnt.

Glorfindel stepped forward, dragging them all back from their memories and grief.

"We must leave"

They nodded and in a thick and heavy silence, gathered their belongings and followed the three elves into a world that until a few hours ago was nothing but a tale in a book that had been written by an old professor. Already they had been attacked and had lost one of their closest friends, it couldn't get any worse.

The tale was about to become reality, and it was about to smack them all in the face.