At first it looked like 3 midgets and a really hot average sized guy. Then suddenly I realized…
"Oh my God! Viggo Mortensen? I am a huge fan of yours! I think I have a piece of paper in here somewhere that you could sign for me," I said as I frantically reached into my backpack. Then I realized: he hadn't said anything to me. I looked up and saw that he was staring at me in the same way you would probably stare at a person struggling inside a straightjacket. I blushed furiously and closed my backpack back up. "Sorry," I muttered. Then something clicked in my head. They were dressed in medieval clothing and carrying very pointy swords, something I couldn't stand a chance against. I swallowed loudly and backed away carefully.
"Stop," Viggo demanded. He stared at me coldly approaching me slowly. He had drawn his sword, and I guess he could see the terrified look on my face because his handsome features softened and he sheathed the sword. "You people are insane," I whispered looking at him and then the midgets, "all of you are completely crazy." Viggo took another few steps toward me, and I made the stupid mistake of trying to run. Unfortunately I was caught off-balance by the weight of my backpack and fell flat on my face. I heard someone laughing and jumped up, furious that they were seeing me so scared and vulnerable. It was totally unfair. A 16 year old girl against 4 men with swords and God knows what else?
Now I'm not saying I thought this was a good idea at the time, but seeing that Viggo was so concerned about me, I took the opportunity to whack him over the head with my purse and make a run for it. I'm pretty fast when I want to be, so I wasn't surprised when I could hear Viggo close behind me, breathing like Ami does whenever she is having an asthma attack. Yes dogs can get asthma. And then it was over. He had leapt at me, taking me down hard. He rolled me over but he wouldn't get off no matter how much I struggled. Still straddling me and holding my writs at either side if my head, he asked me, "Who are you and what are you doing in these lands?"
I gave up and started to sob. He showed no pity and only waited for my response. I honestly thought this crazy; Viggo Mortensen look-alike was going to kill me. So I took this opportunity to tell him, "Bite me, asshole." Viggo repeated the question. It was hopeless, so I told him, "I'm Lena. And I'm in this stupid freaking forest because my stupid dog decided to go temporarily insane and take a nice stroll through here and I had to come after her so I could bring her back in the house and I got lost and I was scared and you came and now your on top of me and please DON'T KILL ME!" I broke out into a fresh wave of tears. Viggo looked very stunned by my outburst and rolled off of me. He stood up and offered me his hand. I waited for a minute until the tears stopped and put my hand in his, still sniffling.
He gently pulled me up and smiled at me. "You are lucky you met us and not a band of Orcs," he told me, smiling kindly," We are only 7 leagues away from Rivendell. If you are lost we will take you with us and I will have Lord Elrond send someone to take you home. My name is Strider, and those three over there are Pippin,"-one of the midgets waved-,"that is Merry,"-another one waved just as enthusiastically-," and that one is Sam." The last one, a chubby little one who had been suspiciously looking at me since I had met them, finally seemed to decide that I wasn't out to get them and smiled as he said, "Hello there, miss."
Now up until this point I was very calm. Until something snapped, "Wait! Sam? Aragorn? And let me guess Frodo got captured by orcs?" I was laughing hysterically. These people had freaking lost it if they thought I was going to buy that. Of course, the other four didn't seem to think it was funny. In fact, they had pulled out the swords again. I stopped laughing immediately. "I told you we should have left her! She could be after Frodo just like those other things!" Sam yelled at Aragorn. "Samwise Gamgee calm down and do not shout at me. The last thing we need is for the riders to hear us if they're still around," Aragorn snapped, glaring at me. I threw my hands up in the air and sarcastically yelled," Yes I'm evil! I've come to slaughter all the Hobbit people and take the ring!"
Huge mistake. There was a lot of yelling and running and suddenly, something smashed against the back of my head and everything went black.