AN: huzzah chapter 2! Bon appetit!

Welcome to Existence

Kristen opened her eyes to a clear night sky. Her eyes slowly moved around to see her surroundings. Wasn't it raining? She tried sitting up. Pain ran through every nerve of my body. Then it hit her, she was in a middle of a field and alone. She did the natural thing.

"Is anyone there??" Kristen yelled. A light moan was behind her. "BROOKE!!"

Kristen attempted getting up and tripped over her guitar case and fell flat on her face. She got up on all fours and crawled to her friend. Brooke had a nasty gash across her leg and forehead. Bruises covered her.

"Brooke, oh my God, are you okay?" Kristen's voice was covered in concern. Brooke's blue-gray eyes fluttered open.

"I – I - I don't know. My arm is killing me and my whole side is on fire." mumbled Brooke. Kristen looked at her wrist and tried to move it. Her friend howled in pain.

"Oh no." the brunette whispered. "I think its broken."

"What about you? Your side is covered in scratches." Brooke commented. Kristen looked at the side of her white tee. It was ripped and blood stained it a little.

"It's not as bad as you" Kristen grinned. "Wait here."

Brooke laughed, "Like I can actually walk away, Kris."

Kristen stood up and saw her backpack a few yards away. She began to walk over and get it because she had a water bottle that her friend desperately needed. She limped over and bent down to open it. As she unzipped to get it she heard a few noises in the distance. Probably Brooke. She looked up and thought she saw things walking far away. Kristen shrugged and got the water bottle.

She turned around and found her dark jade green velvet hobo blazer caught on a rock. She was about to put on because it was really cold and all she had on was a thin white sleeveless bohemian top on and a pair of skinny ripped jeans complete with classic converses. Brooke needs this more than I do. Brooke only was wearing a light green layered tee and Bermuda shorts. Kristen tried to stand up, but she must have fallen on her side. Finally, and painfully, stood up and walked agonizingly to her friend.

Kristen kneeled down and she poured a little water and began to wash her friend's bloody cuts.

"OwowowOW!" Brooke winced.

"Sorry!!" apologized Kristen.

"Did you ever pay attention during health when we covered first aid?" Brooke inquired.

"Uhhhhhhhhh. . . . . . .not really." stammered the brunette. Then silence filled the air. The two friends sat there and pondered. Brooke just stared at the sky as the other attempted to help her friend. Brooke was gazing at the pale moon and was thinking. Thinking about how and why she was scratched up and where on earth where they.

"How did we end up here? I mean, the last thing I remember is trying to get into the parking lot. And why am I cut all over?" the blonde finally let out.

"I don't know, I remember a bright light and a lot of metal clashing sounds, so maybe we got into a car accident. Ending up here, I don't even know where here is." Kristen said in frustration. "I am just happy that I am not alone."

"That's wonderful sweetheart." A demented voice growled in the back. Kristen turned slowly and saw a huge creature in front of her. He was also not alone.

"Ugluk, it looks like we have company." Said another monster.

Kristen just stared and held Brooke's good hand. Her friend's was shaking. The peculiar thing about the monstrosities is that they looked familiar. The dark scaly skin, the red eyes, the black oily hair and armor all looked like something out of a nightmare. Something out of someone's fears and it was scaring them both to death.

Kristen went through every picture inside of her head and it finally clicked. "Orcs" she whispered. Then another thought crept in. What were orcs doing and they don't exist. These things look truly real. Lord of the Rings stopped filming years ago. We cant be in Middle-

"Boys, it looks like some entertainment tonight!!!" Arglak shouted. "Niglertz, Ashglar, separate them." The orc ordered.

"Brooke!!" Kristen shrieked as her and Brooke were taken from each other. Brooke was to weak to carry a fight, but Kristen was not.

"YOU FRIKIN IDIOTS CAN'T TOUCH ME!!! GET OFF, GET OFF!!!!" Kristen screamed and flailed her arms and legs trying to do as much damage as possible.

"You're a feisty child." Arglak snarled as sweet as possible grabbing her hard by the cheeks. Kristen glared at him and spit on his face.

"Couldn't resist, mate." Kristen spat. Arglak slapped her across the face. The metal-mailed armor on his hand cut her skin deep. She felt a line of fire from above her eye to the middle of her cheek.

"Kristen!!!" Brooke screamed seeing the whole thing happen and being able to do nothing.

"Shut up wench!" another orc cried.

The blonde replied coldly, "No." The orc took out a small knife and slashed her.

"STOP IT!!!!" Kristen screamed.

"Niglertz, go deeper." Arglak commanded. The orc took it and stabbed into Brooke's side. Blood oozed like gushing water.

"STOP PLEASE." Kristen was crying watching her friend suffer. The orc took the knife out and aimed at Brooke's heart. Kristen screamed just standing there watching her friend eyes dart here and there and her breathing slow down. Not being able to be there for Brooke's final moments was killing her.

"You heartless, cold, sadistic MONSTERS!" she screamed as Brooke's eye lids closed slowly and her body became limp in the arms of an orc. Kristen's vision was blurred from all the tears in her eyes. She began to kick her legs and thrash her arms around her. The grip became tighter and tighter and all of the sudden let go. She ran to her friend's body oblivious to the fact that a whole battle was being fought around her. The few second seemed as eternity looking at Brooke's face. She sat there on her knees holding the blondes hand crying. Kristen's tears and blood mixed as it fell of her face.

A hand lay on her shoulder and a voice said "Is she alive?" Kristen heard that voice before.

"No." she whispered not capable of saying more.

"I cannot express how sorry we are that we did not arrive in time to save her. No one should die like that." He answered. "Are you faring well?"

"No." she repeated. Kristen turned around to see who she was talking to and was stunned.

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