Author's Note- I know that I should be working on my other fics but I just couldn't resist writing one of these. Plus my muse ::glares:: just wouldn't leave me alone late at night so I didn't get enough sleep. That and I have this disease that every writer's hate, unless you're one of the lucky ones that didn't catch it. Yup! The all-famous and dreaded Writer's Block! -_-;; I really should quit my rambling and get one with the fic, ne? But first things first.... PLEASE READ AND REVIEW OR ELSE I'LL SEND SAURON AND HIS DARK ARMY ON YOU!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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Disclaimer- I own nothing except for the pictures, toys, the comp's wallpaper, etc. of Legolas (Orlando Bloom). HE'S SUCH A HOTTIE!!! ::blushes:: Did I just say that out loud? ::blushes even more and goes away to hide::

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Prologue

Deep in a forest a shadow of a figure could just barely be seen lying down on the cold hard ground. Its soft eyelids slowly fluttered open only to find themselves looking at the dirt and grass. The figure slowly lifted up off the ground by using its elbows and it let out a small helpless cry of pain when it was only several inches off the ground and fell back down with a 'THUMP'. It tried again and failed like before, gasping for breath.

Soon the full moon up above peaked out through the dark and ominous clouds and shone its silver rays upon the land and on the figure. It revealed to be a young girl with astounding features. Her smooth skin was as pale as the moonbeams and was soft to the touch. Long golden-blonde hair with bold silver streaks caressed her body,(and would have touched the floor if she was standing up), still shone in the moonlight despite the fact that there was dirt and mud all over it. Her body was lean and was curved in just the right places and her long legs seemed to go on forever. But her eyes they were truly a sight to behold... They were and ageless silver-blue color that held an infinite amount of wisdom, understanding and emotions, but a trace of child-like curiosity and innocence could still be found in them. If anybody were walking through these woods, they would have stopped and gapped, thinking that the girl was a goddess or some other mythical creature like a fallen angel or an elf, even though she was not one.... An elf I mean but she could pass for one that is.

But that was not the only thing that the moonlight showed. It also showed the many cuts and burns that adorned her body, and the blood were flowing freely from the like a small ravine. She brought her head up and three feet away from her was a large rock. With great effort and determination she pushed herself up on her elbows, crawled over to the rock and propped herself against it and tended to her wounds the best as she could.

Inhuman growls were heard in the air, in fact she heard it coming from the darkest parts of the trees in front of her. Soon a large pair of sickly glowing yellow eyes appeared in front of her. Then from out of the darkness, a large wolf-like creature showed itself in front of her. But unlike the wolves, this one had a more fierce nature and a dark aura that was tightly wrapped around itself, was totally different from the sweet natures and misunderstood creatures that were revered by all. Werewolf she concluded, eyes narrowing.

It slowly walked towards her snarling, showing its sharp white teeth that reflected in the moon's light. Then it stopped a few feet away threw its head back and howled a long howl. It howled a second time and more of the eyes like the first appeared until there were more than a dozen of them surrounding her and cutting off any means of escape. The bodies belonging to the eyes materialized to show more werewolves, and they were all snarling and snapping their teethes at the girl. The first werewolf, that she assumed was the leader of the pack, said something to them in a language that she couldn't understand, and they all started to close in on her with hungry looks written upon their faces. She visibly gulped, fear written across her face knowing that they wanted to eat her.

With whatever strength she had left she cast upon them weak Fire spells, setting fire onto some of the furs of her soon-to-be attackers. Many of them ran around circles yelping in pain, trying to put the fire out of their furs, and with them distracted for awhile she took that time to run away from them as fast as she could. A sharp acute pain coursed through her whole body with each step she took but she forced herself to bite down the urge to scream and kept running.

With a great howl of anger the werewolves that had escaped the deadly fire ran after her but they could not catch up with the girl who was as swift as a rabbit and fast as the wind.

Looking up ahead the girl saw that the forest had nearly come to an end and beyond that through a small clearing of trees she saw a great ford. With renewed vigor the girl burst out of the forest and ran through the ford. Once she was on the other side she slipped and fell on the slippery rocks. She winced in pain when some small, but sharp rocks scraped her hands and knees but then she got up again and ran in a flash when she heard the ferocious growls drawing near. Looking back she saw that the werewolves had stopped chasing her at the edge of the ford on the other side. None seemed to dare to cross it for they had wry looks on their faces and most were tired from chasing after the girl. So they gave up and walked back to the forest snarling in anger.

The girl still pressed on just in case they decided to cross the ford and make a meal out of her but then she slowed down for she could not go on any longer and collapsed onto her back under the branches of a large willow tree, breathing heavily. Her whole body ached even more after what she had done. It felt as if she went from Hell and back more than ten times or more including the sensation you feel that a knife has stabbed you repeatedly. Even the simple task of breathing for her to do because her lungs burned with every breath she took, each more painful than the last.

Something flashed across her mind like a beacon, alerting her about her surroundings. She closed her eyes and drew her mind blank, she detected magic lingering around the air of this forest but she did not know whether it was good or evil. She reopened them and looked at the stars with a sad look on her face from under wispy branches of the tree whose branches surrounded her as if it were protecting her from any harm.

She felt a sudden chill go all over her body and soon she found her eyes slowly drooping and did not fight to stay conscious when she felt a wave of darkness wash over her. The girl smiled a peaceful smile before finally closing her eyes in what she hoped to be her last time.

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.............................................................. I just have to say 'Wow! This is the shortest chapter err, prologue that I've ever written'. And that I had a weird sense of déjà vû or something like that when I wrote this. Don't mind me if I seem paranoid or something like that to you, it just seems like it was. I don't know why... BTW, this is only a rough draft of the prologue so I might add more stuff... unless you like this and want it to be kept like this. So what do you think about it? Like it? Hate it? Good? Bad? So-so? Tell me anything and please feel free to tell me if I got anything wrong. You can either tell me in your reviews or e-mail me at AngelBlue371@aol.com or FireSoul737@aol.com. It's been quite awhile since I read the trilogy and my memory quit serving me on what happens next at some of the parts. -_-;; Ja ne!

~*Tsuki no Tenshi