Two Worlds (Written by a 10-year-old author, 62,000 words, 72 chapters)

Chapter 12: Dwarves are really stupid

Lily wasn't in the mood to fight.

She was tired, hungry, thirsty, and a bunch of other things. Lily stumbled through the crowd of dwarves, punching them with a tired but determined shout. As she raised her fist to hit another dwarf, a single small bomb sailed through the air and rolled to a stop right in front of her. As Lily opened her mouth to scream, the bomb exploded and she flew backward into the battling crowd. She yelled "OW!" as she slammed against someone, falling in a heap to the floor. The person scrambled off her. "Lily?"

"Stacy!" Lily said. "Where have you been?" Stacy demanded. Lily didn't answer, probably because she was looking over Stacy's shoulder at the giant grenade hurtling towards them.

KABOOM! The bomb exploded in a burst of glittering powder. All around Lily, dwarves put on gas masks. She just had time to think sleep powder before she drifted into unconsciousness.

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Tara was not having a good day.

Of course, what would you expect from someone when she was captured by some dwarves with a war going on? But at least Tara escaped. So now her main priority was to find an exit, get out of wherever she was, and hopefully send some dwarves crying for their mommas.

She was not in the elfin city. The elf buildings didn't have hallways with little to no doors. Tara jumped a flight of stairs and came to a door. Finally, she thought as she pushed it open.

"Hey! Who are you?" Tara faced a group of dwarves surrounding a table. The leader began to approach her. "Bye!" Tara quickly backed out of the doorway and sprinted down the hall. The yells of "Get her!" and "Catch that woman!" filled the hall as Tara raced down the path. She pushed at the nearest door and the rusted lock crumbled into dust. The door creaked, but it didn't budge. Tara swore and shoved the door open. Fresh air flooded the room and Tara dashed out onto the grass, closing the door behind her. She sighed in relief.

Bang! The door crashed open and the dwarves rushed out, forming a loose semi-circle around Tara. The leader smiled coldly. "There's no place to run now," he said. The dwarf turned to his comrades. "Get her!"

The first attacker ran towards Tara and she grabbed his wrist, flipping him onto his back. Before more dwarves could follow, she charged the leader. The dwarf's eyes widened as Tara captured him in a headlock. The other dwarves froze nervously. "Let him go!" one yelled. "Not happening," Tara said. The dwarves waited for her to release their leader. She sighed. Were they really so dumb? "Whatever," she said, dropping the headlock. The dwarf jumped to his feet and scrambled to safety. The rest of the dwarves advanced towards Tara. As she prepared to fight, she spotted the elves' west tower not too far away.

The west tower! If Tara could get there, then she could get help. She wasn't doomed after all. She thought of a way to defeat the dwarves. They were skilled in fighting, that was for sure. Fortunately, they were also very, very short, and they were easily scared.

"BOOGERS!" she yelled. The dwarves froze in surprise and looked around in terror. Tara dashed around them and ran for the tower.

She shoved the tower door open and ran as fast as she could to the control center. Opening a garage Tara entered to find it was empty. "Dang it!" she said. Running to the other garage, Tara found a brand-new spaceship for emergencies. The situation she had in mind was definitely an emergency.