Consciousness returned with a sharp kick to my ribs. I groaned inwardly and woke up to a uncomfortable heat to my face and an desperately stiff and aching body. I crooked my neck to take a look at my shoulder and saw that it was messily sown up, the area around it was still a glowing red and swollen but the pain wasn't as half as bad as i remembered it. I looked around to see that it was in fact day and that the feeling of heat on my face was caused by how close i was to the fire. I was lying on dirt floor of a messily makeshift campsite. Both my legs and my hands where tied securely with rope. I tried struggling out of the tight bonds only to get another kick, this time to my thigh.
"Wake up princess.." i gruff male voice whisper in my ear.. I flinched from the proximity he had towards me and the sour breath that lingered from his words. "Who are you?" i said in a tired and timid voice. I hated feeling helpless like this, in fact my whole situation made me kind of want to cry, i should of never left- I screamed as rough hands interrupted my thoughts and grabbed a handful of my hair. Whoever they where they then threw me carelessly on my back. I squinted my eyes tightly and i tried to hold back tears.. i couldn't show any emotion to these bastards, no matter how much they abused me.
I then took my first look at the person who was doing all of this. He looked to be about in his teens and he was very tall with a slightly pudgy frame. He had a well.. only one could describe as a very unfortunate face. His nose was big and overpowering with a slight crook to it. His lips were very thin, revealing his cooked teeth openly. His eyes where way too small. I looked around and only saw one other man. From what i could see he actually was quite attractive, he was about in his late 30s and he had a handsome face with a 3'o clock shadow. His hair was a dark ash, almost black brown. The older one lit his pipe and started to talk in what i would describe as an thick accent very similar to a scottish one.
"So, sorry that we had to come to these terms.. uh what's your name again?" I didn't reply as i nervously watched him circle around the bottom of my feet "Not a talker eh?, Leighton would you loosen er up a bit?" i felt another harsh kick to my ribs and i groaned in pain, accidentally letting a loose tear break out of the corner of my eye. I heard a light laugh arise from the two men and the older one spoke up again.
"You know what, i think we got to a well.. rough start." He lit his pipe out and walked over casually near my face. He bent down and sighed "Listen elf, how about you do me and my cousin a little favor then we will both part our ways. You wont see us both ever again" he said smirking.
"What if i don't want to?" i said, my voice slightly croaky from dehydration.
He sighed once again and moved closer to my face "Then we'll do it anyway, and i guarantee once where over with you.." He mocked a fake disappointing voice "You wont be alive to see another morning." He and his cousin then started laughing like it was the most hilarious thing in the world. "So what do ya say princess?" he said stroking his knuckles gently over my left cheek.
My blood then started to boil, at that moment i felt an strange feeling, it was like my fear and my despair was helping to rise sort of anger in me. Those stupid assholes think they can do whatever they want and get away with it. Well if not im still alive. I spat in his face and he stumbled back from me in surprise.
"I say go fuck yourselfs scumbags" i said in anger fulled bravery. Oh he didn't like that, not one bit. He menacingly wiped the spit of his face.
"Your choice girly." he said smiling in dangerously. "Hold her down Leighton!" he commanded to his one named Leighton pinned me down with all his weight as i tried to escape his harsh confines. I squirmed as the older one unsheathed a knife from the boots of his pants. I looked at the knife in fear and i could feel my heart beating faster against my chest. I tossed and turned with all my might to create some type of escape but it was no use at all, The younger one was bone crushingly heavy.
"SHUT HER UP!" the older one ordered and the younger one put a tight seal with his grubby hand over my mouth. The scream's of anger where now only muffled sobs as i struggled and watched the older one hold my feet down as he undid the ropes constricting my ankles. Taking the opportunity i quickly moved my head so i could break the seal and bite the younger ones hand. He cried out in surprise and pain and his grip weakend on me. The older one stopped what he was doing in shock and i took the chance while he was distracted to kick him in the face. He made a loud cry while holding his nose and falling back. I shuffled fast and some how managed to stumble into a run, sprinting to anywhere other than here. I didn't do anything else but run for what seemed like to be hours. My whole body was aching and crying out for me to stop but my brain was telling me to run until i find a safe hiding place. My brain eventually lost control of my body as i collapsed on the floor. The adrenaline fulled run was over and pains that i didn't think much while i was running of returned to me. My shoulder was aching in protest from being aggravated and my nose was sore any type of pressure was placed on it. I felt sorry for my ribs as well as my whole body from the punishment it has gone through these past couple of days.
After somehow loosening and and struggling out of the ropes that confined my hands i rested on the grassy floor for a while. After my breathing became steady and normal i decided that i needed to find some sort of water supply and a safe campsite before nightfall arrived, i had no supplies what so ever except the clothes on me right now and i was even thankfull that i had that. i think i was somewhere near Lolothorian and desperately not wanting to repeat the events of the other night again except with like hundreds of more orks, i needed to get up. I weakly stood up and saw something that unbelievably put a smile to my face. It was the woods to seemed to be a bit far away.. but it was there! I couldn't help but crying out in joy and laughing as what one would describe deliriously. When i was rolling down that rocky hill i probably somehow lost a few braincells in the process.. But it doesn't really matter now.
I smiled as i made a fast paced walk to the woods. Other thoughts rather than depressing ones filled my head as i felt excitment paired with a feeling of nervousness. I really hope Galadriel can help me somehow, i mean ive nearly got my self like killed a thousand times to see her. Okay more like 2 times. But thats still waay to many in my book. I then took a moment to intake the scenery layed out before me. It was more beautiful when you are acutally in it then described in the book or seen in the movie. The trees was large and magestic reaching up to the sky as high as buldings in the city with silver grey trunks. Up on top of these trees where brances of contrasting golden leaves. The floor was strewn with beautiful yellow flowers mixed in with other foliage that has fallen to the floor. The smell was a very natural woodsy smell of bark, moss among other things you would find in the woods. As i looked around i felt an almost awkward sense of serenity and peacefullness about the place.
I heard recognizable voice softly say words in my head "Welcome to our woods Hannah" I shivered as i heard the words so clearly but saw no one in front of me, even knowing that she could telepathically talk to me i could understand why it freaked frodo out i turned around and walked backwards to check if anyone was behind me just incase. As i turned around and saw pale faces staring right at me.
I jumped silently in fear and gasped "oh my god, jesus christ you guys scared me." i started laughing slightly out how ridiculous and clumsy i must look in front of them. There was about 3 of them and they all looked uninpressed by my reaction as they surveyed me up and down. I suddenly felt very self concious realising how gross i must look right now. My nose must be inflamed and bruised with purple and blue marks, my hair must resemble something similar to a dead rose bush and my once nice dress is now all torn and tattered. Not to mention i'm filthy. I must look like a medievel homeless crack whore or something.
The one in the middle broke the awkward silence and spoke up "The lady of the wood's has been waiting for your arrival, follow us"
I gulped nervously as i followed the three elves and descended deeper into the forest, twitchy and anxious about finally meeting Galadriel