A/N: I was thinking about it, and I realised that the how girl arrives in Rivendell and joins the fellowship and beginning the journey had been done, over and over and over so I thought I would just stick to how I originally planed to write this, as much as I am sad not the have Buffy meet Boromir it does save me some other problems I would have writing it from the beginning. And no its not coz I don't like Boromir, I actually do like him, he was just a man trying to protect his home and his people. Anyway enough rabbling from me, on with the story sorry it took me so long.


DISTANT EVIL
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Buffy's strength had long since given out, and yet still she couldn't bring herself to stop. Occasionally she tripped over a protruding root or fallen branch only to continue to stumble on. She came across no road or sigh of any kind of civilisation, and her hope of finding any anytime soon begun to fade. She slipped in her footing, and fall to the ground, to exhausted to keep her balance. She landed flat on her back and let out a groan. Grumbling slight about how stupid trees, shouldn't let stupid roots stick out of the ground, she climbed to her feet, bending to pick up the black riders with another groan.

Taking the moment for a much needed break Buffy glanced around. Making out no familiar sights, her heart sank lower. Then a thought came to her, if the others had realised she was missing, surely they would come up with a way of finding her. She felt slightly better at this thought and quickly started moving again, only to come to another total stop as another thought came to her.

What if the bright lights that black rider summoned, had been some kind of portal. She had heard all about Angel's adventures in another dimension. Buffy felt her stomach drop at the thought.

She had to find someone or something that could tell her the truth about where she was. Buffy started walking again a new determination in her stride.

***

The air seemed to get heavy, and the trees felt like they were beginning to close in on her. She could feel the age and power surrounding her, yet she also sensed the anger. Swallowing she tightened her grip on the handle of her sword, but she didn't raise it, thinking it might not help the situation.

She stood still for a moment, her eyes scanning the surroundings. Her slayer senses screaming for her for her to defend herself. But against what? What was it that created these feelings? It was as if the forest was alive around her.

"The sooner I get out of here," Buffy whispered to herself, "The better!"

She started to walk, going keeping her eyes on the trees around her. She rounded a corner, when suddenly a shout issued from before her. Buffy's head whipped around, eyes widening as she spotted the owner of the voice.

A short man, with a long red beard, wearing heavy looking armour. He hefted an axe menacingly. Bufy's eyes widened again in shock, as she took in the sight of him. Definitely not human, Buffy thought, and what the hell is he wearing? All such thoughts fled her mind as the little man hefted his axe and as if making ready to attack her, Buffy raised her sword, prepared to defend herself.



A/N SO SORRY about leaving it, I know its short, but Busy, busy, busy. Anyway, I'll see if I can update soon. Please review.