Chapter: 5

Disclaimer: WWWWAAAaa my plan didn't work! I ran out of funds x.x :s no money to pay, no people to hire…Oh well I'll think of something…The world Will be minemineminemineminemineminemineminemineMMMMIIIIINNNNNEEEE cough, cough… someone threw me a dime out of pity…Thank you your graisiousness! Keep it up!

By the way…thank you Ashley the Dragon!

Bear in mind that all off this is happening before the fellowship's quest even started. I will use some things from the books, but the story is basically more like the movies.

In this chapter what is written normally will be English, but it will change as the story continues…it will become the common tongue spoken by the fellowship.

Things written in cursive letters are thoughts

Things written in bold are things said in Lumenorean

things in bold and between these stars are in ork language: orkish I guess

Kidnapped

I woke up to the feeling of something creeping up on me. I didn't know what it was, but I didn't like it. I had slept with my clothes on, so I put my shoes on and went to the kitchen to drink something. The feeling still was there. Like when a robber tried to enter our house long ago. Something was in the house. No. Not just something, many somethings. Somehow I just knew it. This foreboding feeling just can't be ignored.

Suddenly I heard some noises. They sounded as if they were in the house! I quickly grabbed the first sharp thing at hand, which happened to be a large kitchen knife. I carefully walked to my door and just as I was about to open it, a huge pounding noise was heard. It sounded as if someone or something was trying to make the door fall down. At that moment I thanked whatever God was hearing me for my strange compulsion to lock myself in. Strange, I know.

I winced as my door started cracking and the huge pounding noise continued. I knew it was not going to hold itself for much longer, so I braced myself to kill if necessary. Life in the lowest pit of the lowest city on earth had taught me that. My life was very important to me, and I was not going to let anybody touch me without by consent, nor was I going to let someone trespass on my property without consequences. Nobody was going to desecrate my cousins' last living space if I could help it.

The door crashed open revealing one of the most horrendous sights I've ever seen. A big, disgusting creature stood there. It had dead yellow eyes, disgusting scaly flesh and a bad breath so mean I could smell it from the other side of the room. The creature saw me and started to walk towards me, but I somehow knew what it was going to do. All its motions were impelled in my head, so I knew what I had to do. I took my kitchen knife and stepped to the left just as it was going to hit me and then I ripped his throat open. I quickly took my car keys which I had left in the kitchen table and kept my knife at hand. I left the house and ran down the stairs. Suddenly another of the creatures appeared before me. I ran past it, but wasn't quick enough. The creature grabbed my hair and pulled me down, but before he could do anything else, I got up and pushed my knife through his stomach and let go as I fled. My keys were still in my hand and my car was just on the other side of two of those creatures. I prepared myself to run for it, but they took out their swords.

Wait a second. Swords? Who uses swords these days?

Apparently those guys do.

Oh no.

I looked around and found the machete my cousin cut some coconuts with when he was here. I took it and ran, wildly swinging my coconut-opener-turned-weapon. I somehow sidestepped ugly number 1, and I think I hit ugly number 2, but I'm not sure. I just ran and started my car when I got to it. I fled from there, almost absentmindedly drove over another of these creatures, probably ugly number 1 (or 3), and got myself out of there. But I didn't get too far when a light engulfed me and suddenly I was somewhere else. I put my foot on the breaks as fast as I could and…CRASH!

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I woke up to find myself completely confused as to where I was and why I was staring at a bunch of leafs. I slowly got out of the car and looked around. Trees and nothing but trees.

'Damn it! My car is ruined. I don't know were I am. I am probably still being followed', I thought, but as I didn't hear any noises, I felt kind of save. Slowly the adrenaline rush started to recede and I was able to think more clearly. I suddenly found myself looking at a great deal of blood in my clothes. I felt pain from the wound in my belly that I apparently didn't notice before. I was bleeding! I had never seen so much blood in my life! I started hyperventilating and rapidly falling into hysteria.

'Ohmygod, Ohmygod, Ohmygod, I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding a lot, Oh my God…' I heard a rush of water! Water would help! It would clean any wound!

I stumbled into the direction of the sound of water and was greeted to the sight of a river. I fell onto the shore more out of exhaustion than anything else, took of my shoes and socks and that's how I entered the water. God it was cold!

Ten minutes later, when a calmer Gwen started to think rationally, she started to clean herself to find out that while it seemed like a lot of blood had come out, the wound was not deep, only very ugly. She suddenly became aware that even though water did take the blood away, it unfortunately made her body cold too, and if she wanted to survive the night, she was going to have to get to the car and make plans.

She picked herself up, took her socks and shoes and got to the car. She had the things she would need for survival for five days, but then, she was on her own.

Now, the first thing she must attempt to do tomorrow was to get the car safely out of these woods and luckily she would see some civilization. Today she would rest.

So right after she took of her clothes and put on something else that was dry, she slept yet again.

Next day and four hours later…

Gwen was definitely not happy. She was having a very hard time with puddles. The puddles were out to get her, she knew it. They deliberately appeared every few passes and would not get out of the way. Every time she steered the car, a large puddle would appear to make her life miserable.

Luckily the engine had not been too damaged when she hit the tree, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to start the car, but then again, wasn't it Murphy who stated the laws against too much good coming out of a bad situation?

It had rained that night and it had been freezing cold! Murphy laws be damned!

Gwen had NOT packed for the cold. She thought she was going to her cousin's house, where there were SHEATS. Not the freezing wilderness where you had to get all your sweaters out (one) and put all your shirts on (all of which were sleeveless).

The car would have to stay here, besides, the insurance company would surely pay for the damage right? I mean, there most definitely isn't a better excuse for damaged goods than a bunch of ugly beasts with beady yellow eyes on your tail…right?...Right? Who was she kidding? Nobody would believe her when she got back home. If she got back home that is.

With a sigh Gwen took some food, put on all the clothes she could fit into and her sweater and put her supplies in the bag she brought. It was a simple sports/school bag for her in the past, but for now, it was a means of survival. The bag had a compass keychain that came with it and that she kept because…well, she really didn't know why she kept it… it looked nice, besides, why would she take it off? It never bothered her. But now it would be very helpful, especially since she had never been a good scout's girl. In fact, she had never been a scout's girl. Period.

Now let's see…I have a compass. Were do I want to go?. Lumenor is an archipelagos, many islands, so any place I go too, I'll see the sea. Maybe if I go in the same direction long enough, I can keep myself on shore and happen upon a fisher's village.

That's a great plan bird brain, but this isn't Lumenor

I must be…I didn't get on any boats

You know if this is a tropical island, it wouldn't be this cold, no place in Lumenor gets this cold

I can't be anywhere else...

As she thought of this, she decided she would go north, besides, something told her not to go south. Something told her something very very scary was down there. Besides, it was where the compass was pointing to...sweatdrop