Those Who Hunt Elves

With the twin moonlight shining through the trees, we walk down the forest towards the town to the east. I ask Aidan “You said this was a human town, does that mean that only humans inhabit it? Do races tend to keep to themselves in this world?”. Without looking at me Aidan replies “I don’t know much of that town…” he pauses almost getting flustered like before but quickly recovers his composure and continues “The Queen calls it that but she also mentioned that caravans from other races would visit sometimes, whatever a caravan is”. With my voice colored with surprise and a little excitement I say “And what other races are there? If they can visit, why call it the human town? What other towns are close by? How-”, Aidan, the little bastard, interrupts me by grabbing my mouth and stopping it from moving. With a very annoyed voice and veins starting to show on his face he replies while looking directly at me “STOP! Or at least talk slower. I’ll answer your questions but you need to not be so hyperactive”. 
All of them are walking in front of me as if they were trying to keep their distance, only Aidan stays somewhat close. Even then, at the very start he was far from me until I told him “hey, Aidan, hey please wait! I can’t keep up with you guys, please slow down a little". He turned towards me and grinning from cheek to cheek he wore the most annoying smug face I have seen in a while as he replied “What is it woman? Can’t you follow the pace of us oh so fragile fairies?!”. I tried not to lose my cool yet and replied while forcing an awkward smile “I- I never said you were weak…”. He looked at me, raising his eyebrows as if letting me know that won’t be enough while still wearing that stupid grin. I can feel a vein in my head starting to pop but I manage to not explode in his face. After taking a deep breath I said in the humblest tone I can muster “Please, can you humble yourself to aid my poor weak self? You clearly are so much better at traversing this forest than me. I would be eternally grateful if you would lower yourself to help me”. Aidan did an exaggerated triumphant smile and went beside me, grabbing me by my hand and filling me with energy. While looking upfront he proclaimed “Now you should have the energy to follow our pace. Also, don’t worry about finding your way, just don’t release my hand and you won’t get lost".
After a while walking through the night I noticed other types of trees and plants. There are normal looking pine trees, birches, multiple species of berry bushes and small yellow flowers. Now it dawns on me just how weird and uncanny those trees with black wood from the fairy territory were. It brings a bit of ease seeing more normal elements in this world although not enough, the fear that I might not see my loved ones is ever present, creeping in the back of my head. These fairies might be helping me now, but they seem really volatile and infantile. I don’t want to spend more time with them than I absolutely need to.
As a large cloud covers the moons the dim lights of the town finally become visible at the foot of the descent we are traversing through. I really hope I can get along with the people there, if I’m lucky I can make an arrangement where my interaction with the fairies is kept to a minimum while I spend my time with fellow humans. A piercing sharp pain invades my left shoulder, making me let go of Aidan’s hand while I fall backwards. As I fall I look at the point of pain and see an arrow or a bolt from a crossbow inserted in my flesh. After making a “Tch” sound, Aidan shouts with his usual annoyed voice “Everyone, look for who shot the woman! And you 4 cover her”. He turns to look at me and while he massages the space between his eyebrows he says “Why are mortals so easy to injure, this is just so annoy-”. Something cuts through the leaves of the trees with great speed towards me, piercing a fairy that was in its way and going through them, landing in my chest. I feel like drowning, air fills my lungs with blood after breath. 
I look in panic around me, hoping to find a worried face willing to help me but instead I see a familiar face I never wished to see again. All the fairies had the exact same expression they made when we first met, just that this time it was directed towards the direction the attack came from. Again, the leaves make a sound as the projectile goes through them at full speed but before it reaches me, a large boom fills the space making me close my eyes for a moment. When I opened my eyes I saw a tree trunk floating in front of me, protecting me. I look at my surroundings to see how that got here and see it isn’t just the one, but dozens of trees are floating around me. They move slowly through the air as if a silent tornado had ripped them from the earth. As my body starts feeling cold and a deep sleep starts taking over me, Aidan kneels next to me and turns me around, leaving me face down on the floor. Next he grabs the arrow protruding from my back and pulls it without warning. An intense flaming pain filled me, funnily enough, waking me up. Then Aidan presses his hand against the injury increasing the pain almost to the point of making me faint but just before that the pain is gone. I feel weak and the other arrow is still in my shoulder but I no longer feel my death closing in.
The cloud finishes covering the 2 moons and its light makes everything clearly visible again. Through the logs filling the space I manage to see that the moonlight reflects briefly on something in a tree, from the direction I was shot from. A second later, half of the trees are sent flying to the source of the shine, the impact destroys everything it finds. 
After a few seconds of silence I hear a sweet voice from inside the giant cloud of dust where the trees landed saying “I found 2 bodies of Swan Maidens, also 3 longbows and several of those accursed arrows”. Aidan replied shouting with a firm voice “I’ll clean this mess, search for the third one! it is possible they survived and are trying to escape". As he finished saying that he waved his hand from left to right and several strong gusts of wind blew all the dust away, coming from the left to the right. Before me lies a field of broken trees, canucks of wood of all sizes and craters on the ground. I heard a beautiful voice from another fairy that screamed “I got her!”. For a moment, in the distance, I saw floating in the air a muscular woman of golden hair screaming in pain just before having her body compressed by an invisible force into a thin long red strand, leaving only her head and feet left. Aidan shouts, annoyed again “Dumbass! I wanted to interrogate her!”. He scratches his head as he mumbles to himself for a while then screams “AHHHHH, whatever! we’ll just have to ask the people in the town”.
After some other fairies pulled the arrow from my shoulder and healed my injury just like Aidan had done, he approached me and said “It seems they are expecting us, maybe they were a contention plan if the wrinkly woman failed on getting rid of the Queen? Anyway, If we want to get any information from the humans it would be better that they don’t see us so let’s do the following. We’ll live in your shadow, this way we can accompany you as you get the information we need”. Out of pure shock from what I just heard I reply “I’m sorry what?”.