Wake up to a boot

Jessica woke up to an unmerciful boot kicking her shin. She was unsure of how much time had passed. A hunter dressed in all white, wielding a longsword and a what appeared to be an incense sprayer in the other stood over her. Her face was severe and disapproving. Around her were the Church Giants she had heard about and only seen once or twice.
"Good, she's awake, take her to the choir, they've asking for more subjects of her ken." She said, and the giant's distorted faced nodded as if they understood.
Jessica began to get up, but her body ached in everyway.

One giant lifted her over his shoulder with relative easy, his tight grip painful to Jessica, this was not to be a comfortable trip.
"Don't worry, I think you'll be a wonderful mother." Jessica heard the woman say as she was carried off, never to be seen again, too sore and defeated to resist.

(At least you saved your auntie)