A/N- I wrote this because I had a list up of "Things to do if you get the One Ring" but had to take it down because you can't have lists up anymore. So here is me doing everything on that list and meeting some interesting people along the way. Is a prequel to my "What The Fellowship Would Be Like If I Were There" story.

Oh do you know how odd it is to write a sequel and a prequel at once. That what I've been attempting to do but… well I think I'm gone put the sequel on hold for awhile

This isn't gonna be in the same format as my other Fellowship story. I'm attempting to write this like a real story instead of a script-like thing.

Sorry this is really short. The other chapters will be better, I promise.

Disclaimer- All I own is my computer (who I think hates me), my handy dandy notebook, some sour skittles (I live off them), and 76 cents.



I was in my backyard looking for a nice place to settle down with my handy dandy notebook and write some fanfiction one lovely spring day. My notebook was pretty and purple and with it I could control Middle-Earth with what I wrote. Of course that was only fake, for Middle-Earth was not real.

I Began to climb into a tree deciding that sitting on one of its branches and leaning against the trunk would be a comfortable place to sit and write. Then I slipped and fell out of the tree and began to fall to the ground. There was a flash and I hit the floor. I looked around and was shocked.

I wasn't in my backyard anymore. I was in a large forest, it was one of the most beautiful places I had ever seen. There were what looked to be Mallorn trees all around. That couldn't be right…



Before I knew what was happening blond people in weird clothes and with pointy ears surrounded me. They all had bows strung and pointed at me. This looked strangely familiar….



A/N- Once again sorry about the shortness. This will probably as serious as the things get.