Buffy sat high on a horse cursing herself. She couldn't believe she'd let herself be kidnapped by a group of weird men in strange clothes. One was wearing tights and another reminded her of a Viking. She had to try very hard not to laugh at them.
The surroundings that they passed didn't look at all familiar. "Where am I? Where is everybody?" she thought. She was also very uncomfortable where she was sitting. The blonde man with the goatee had insisted he carry her on his horse. She sat in front of him with her hands still tied. The worse thing was she was sitting sidesaddle so she felt she was going to fall off.
The tall man sat quietly on his white horse. He was trying really hard not to smile but was finding it difficult. He had won the argument between him and the others so he got to look after the captive.
"My god she's even more beautiful up close," he thought to himself,"you should introduce yourself,
Don't be a fool she's a prisoner.and besides the other two are watching,
Aaaah you are right as usual, well done you,
Why thank you,
So how DO we go about this?
Boromir you are a naughty fellow,
I'm being serious. You never listen to me."
Boromir had been so deep in thought that he hadn't noticed the other two had stopped.
"Boromir we are to take this path now, you are going the wrong way," the short bearded man snorted, "humans."
"That ought to do it," Boromir sighed,"just turn your horse around and pretend.pretend you saw something. Sorry," he said allowed, "thought I saw something amongst the trees." He looked down and noticed that the lady was watching him. Before he could stop himself he felt his cheeks burn,"NO you fool don't blush! Now she knows you weren't paying attention."
Buffy looked around her, for a while now they hadn't been surrounded by forest but had been walking along by a mountain. Now she could see a river
and buildings crafted into the side of a cliff surrounded by trees. It looked really beautiful but Buffy had a feeling she didn't want to go inside there.
She had also been watching the 'goatee man' as she had labelled him. His facial expressions changed so much within such a short space of time, "even Giles
isn't that bad," she had thought. It was like he was arguing with himself. His name had turned out to be Boromir or that's what the dwarf man had called him.
She had no idea why but when the dwarf man had pointed out his mistake he had blushed. She thought that she had caught him smiling at her. Weird.
Deep within the forest of Rivendell all was quiet. The dust from the vampires had settled into the grass. It had been a while since Buffy had been taken away by the three men and when the guards had left. A small wind blew through the trees making them dance and sway. An orc burst through the trees he had several arrows protruding from his back and he stumbled forward.
Landing heavily on the floor he managed one last breath before his eyes glazed over. His body lay still on the ground and his blood seeped out passing over the vampire dust in the dirt. Three elves came slowly through the trees. They took hold of the orc and carried him off out of the clearing.
As the elves carried away the dead orc the blood was absorbed into the vampire dust. Slowly it started to bubble. Faster and faster the bubbles began to come and then a hand burst out from the blood.
"Look at him sitting there as if he is some kind of king. I bet he thinks that if it wasn't for him she wouldn't have been caught. Oh no. That elf stole my glory I nearly had her if he hadn't of intervened. Then maybe I would be carrying her on MY horse. I'll get him when he's not expecting it. No one makes a fool of a dwarf and gets away with it!" The dwarf man sat on his horse and watched the blonde man who was leading the way through slitted eyes. He couldn't help the anger he felt at not being able to carry the strange woman on his horse and felt that, once again, everyone was picking on him because he was a dwarf."Lets see how he survives when he gets a strange mud patch in his hair. If only I could get over there and..." He looked over his shoulder and saw that the strange lady was watching him. He raised his eyebrows from his frown and pretended to watch a bird.
"Ha, silly fool mutters so loud I can hear everything he says. I'll be ready then he'll be the fool again." The blonde man laughed to himself quietly. He knew no one would hear him because he was at the front of the group and they were all busy anyway."I wonder who that lady is, where she comes from and HOW does she get her hair so shiny. Its perfect just sits there shining and is so straigt I wonder if I could ask her how she does it. If only my hair would be as shiny as that I would have the best hair in Middle Earth. That human Boromir he likes her I can tell. She's not pretty. Well not as pretty as me anyway. Wonder what the attraction is. Hmm maybe I should try and embarrass him in front of her. The dwarf beat me to it when he didn't stop. Well we'll see."
Buffy watched, as the buildings grew nearer. She had a really bad feeling about this. They were drawing up close to a big gateway made of green stone. "Oh boy here we go," she sighed.
As they drew up on the inside the gates and came to a halt Buffy could see there was a welcoming party. Four men similar to the ones she had fought in the forest were standing with swords raised in her direction. Between them stood another man although he looked angrier. On his head was a sort of tiara thing, "he must be the boss," she thought. The three men had dismounted their horses and were now heaving Buffy of the one on which she sat.
"Welcome Legolas, Gimli and Boromir," the tiara man said smiling and then turning to Buffy losing the smile, "I am Lord Elrond and you are a prisoner of my house."