AN: So this is my first fanfiction, so please don't hate on me too much. I appreciate reviews telling me any mistakes I have so I can make appropriate corrections, but please be nice about it;). Thank you so much for reading, and any ideas or requests for as what is to happen are welcome!
"Mom, I'm going to be outside for a while, ok?" Elena said as she gathered up her backpack and sword. Ever since moving to the country her favorite thing to do was to pack a lunch and hike around in the woods behind her house and sit for a while reading. She always brought her Sting replica though just in case there was an emergency (she had after all several years' experience in fencing lessons) and it just felt really cool to be carrying around a real sword just like Bilbo did on his "Unexpected Journey".
"How long will you be gone?" her mom asked.
"I don't really know. I was thinking I'd just take a walk and explore around the canyon. But don't worry, I am bringing Sting so I don't have to worry about 'bad guys' and 'vicious animals' attacking me!"
"Ok, but bring a walkie talkie just in case you get hurt. I read a newspaper article not too long ago saying that there have been bear sightings in the area."
"K thanks! See you later!" Elena ran out the door with Sting strapped to her waist, her pack on her back and her army-style boots crunching the oak leaves. She started down the trail that led to the bottom of the canyon and to the river, but after about half a mile she turned off and started making her own tracks. She saw a few deer trails, but ignored them because she had already been down most of them. After about 10 minutes of walking she found a large oak with a natural seat in the branches. She sat down and took out Rangers Apprentice: the Burning Bridge.
After reading for about 2 hours and eating her sandwich, apple, and granola bar, she noticed a strange noise a hundred or so feet away from her. It sounded like a large animal was scrounging around in the bushes. She quickly put her book and trash in her backpack and slowly went over to investigate, Sting in hand. When she was about 10 feet away she paused trying to see what it was. All she could see was the faint outline of a large brown-furred animal. Thinking it was a bear, she slowly started to back away, but it was too late.
The animal started to grunt, then ran out of the bushes. Barely thinking, Elena ran, but it pounced on her, biting her lower left arm. As it jumped on her though, she managed to stab its foreleg so it leaped away almost as soon as it had bitten her. She then jabbed Sting into its chest, finishing it off.
As soon as it was dead, she took a good look at it and nearly fainted. No, it's not possible. I must be going crazy. It was a Warg. These things are fictional. How could there be a real Warg? Unless… She had only read about it. It was just in stories. But here was evidence right in front of her. It couldn't be in her imagination because her arm was truly throbbing and bleeding. She was in Middle Earth. Well, either that or Tolkien hadn't made up these creatures, but that was impossible. Then again so was being teleported to Middle Earth. But what else could it be? She decided to explore around a bit to try and figure out where she was, but first she had to do something about her arm. It was bleeding pretty bad now and she had four deep tooth marks that stung terribly. She tightly wrapped it up in a tank top she was wearing under her t-shirt, which didn't work too well but it would have to do until she found someone with bandages.
After looking around a bit she realized the forest she was in looked exactly like the one behind her house. She thought back to the Lord of the Rings movies and the new Hobbit movie, trying to figure out where she was. There were lots of oaks near the shire, so I'm probably on the West side of the Misty Mountains. Maybe I'm near Bree? Elena wandered around for a while, until she came across a familiar sight. A little ways ahead of her was a huge boulder, but it was cracked straight down the middle. As if by a staff… She ran over to it, praying that it was the rock she thought it was. Sure enough, on the other side were three enormous stone trolls. They were much more crumbled and worn than in The Fellowship of the Ring, but none the less they were the same figures. Picturing the Middle Earth map in her head, Elena realized she was just a little ways north-west from the ford leading to Rivendell.
Now knowing where she was, she looked up to where the sun was near setting, then headed in the right direction. I can't believe this happened to me, she thought. But after thinking for a moment, even though it sounded crazy, she realized she was almost glad it had happened. She could have done without the attacking Warg and getting her arm nearly bitten off, but glad none the less. She was going on an adventure.
AN: So, how was it? Sorry for the super cheesy beginning and end, I am not the best with those but once the story is going I do much better (at least I think so). Stay tuned for the next chapter!