A/N: Yo peeps! I've had this idea in my head for a while and had inspiration after watching the new Star Trek movie for the second time this week. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy my first stab at a crossover. May it bring you happiness as a reader :)
Disclaimer: As with every other disclaimer I write on here, I own nothing. Lord of the Rings belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien and Special Unit 2 belongs to that guy's name at the end of the credits. Yeah that's right, I'm too lazy to look it up at the moment. But next time!
Chapter One
Bullets rang out through the night as a grotesque figure ran down a dark alleyway of Chicago. He paused to catch his breath until one bullet nearly caught his left arm. The disgusting creature fled, trying to find a place to hide and wait for his assailant. She would pay for the murder of his mate and young, just like the woman's partner had a few nights earlier. Death to her. Death to them all. Kill. Kill!
Seconds passed before the creature's attacker came into view. She was such a pretty little thing. Her flesh would taste sweet, her body a feast to his ravenous mouth. The creature smiled, knowing he would have her, be the one to suck all the life out of her. Soon, she would be dead and his revenge would be complete.
The woman scanned the area around her, searching the darkness for her prey. She wished to kill him for the death of her partner, the creature knew this. Now the young woman knew his pain. It would be the last thing she ever felt. Pain, rage, agony. And fear. Yes, she would know fear.
Her back was turned. Now was the time to strike. The creature lunged, leaping from the shadows in an instance. He let out a feral snarl. The woman quickly whipped around, her gun rising up to fire, but it was too late. The creature collided with her, sending the bullet wide. They fell to the ground, woman and creature struggling with the other. He made to bite the woman. She kicked him in the head. The creature screamed, lashing out at the young woman's shoulder. He felt the tear of flesh. The woman beneath him cried out in agony. Yes, he thought.
Then, the sound of another bullet rang out through the night. It hit the creature, piercing the flesh of his left shoulder. His heart began to falter. No! I cannot die. Not yet. He looked down to the woman who moaned beneath him. She must suffer, as I have suffered.
Calling what strength he still possessed, the creature began to open the air around him, splitting the barriers of time and space. Bright blue light filled the alleyway. A second bullet was shot, hitting the dying figure straight in the heart. But it was too late. The creature's work had been done. The bright blue light swirled, filling the area. Then, quickly collapsing upon itself, darkness was all that remained in the alley. The woman was gone and the creature with her.
Two figures came running into sight, stopping at the place the creature and woman had been moments before. One was a middle-aged man, the other a middle-aged woman. They gasped for breath, having run as fast as they could. But they were too late. The young woman, their twenty-three year old daughter, was gone.
"Oh god, Nick. Where is she?!" Kate turned to her husband. She flinched. They had been partners for over twenty-six years, married for twenty-four. But tonight was the only time Kate O'Malley could ever recall seeing the look she saw now on Nick's face. Disbelief, rage, sorrow and despair filled his still handsome features. Kate knew her face must look nearly the same.
Nick O'Malley closed his eyes, fists clenched at his side. "It took her. That link bastard sent her somewhere just before I killed it." The greying black-haired officer opened his eyes, revealing the prescence of unshed tears.
He wrapped his arms around Kate as her own tears spilled forth. She clutched onto Nick, holding him tight as pain wracked her body. "She's gone. My baby's gone." The older woman began to softly sob.
Nick held his wife, even after other Special Unit 2 officers arrived on the scene. The two stayed where they were, their fellow officers allowing them the time for their grief. Then, Nick whispered the only words he could to Kate. "We'll get her back, Kate. I swear, no matter what it takes, we will get Allison back."
Kate raised her head, looking into her husband's eyes that mirrored the emotions she felt so strongly. Her hands came up from her sides as they gently cradled Nick's face. "I know we will. Because that's what we do." A determined look crossed Kate's features. "And whatever son of a bitch tries to get in our way will regret the day they were ever born."
Nick smirked slightly at his wife. "You know, I've always loved your way with words."
Kate returned his smirk with a small smile. She collapsed against Nick again, allowing him to cradle her head to his chest. Yes, they would get their daughter back. And whatever happened they knew Allison could handle it. Or so they believed. A new resolve entering their bodies, Nick and Kate made their way back to the car and began returning to the station.
Now, all Nick needed to do was find Karl and he would feel balanced enough to start thinking of a way to get his oldest child back home. After all, beating the gnome always helped. Tonight would be no different.
A/N: Well, there you go folks! Hope you all enjoyed it :) Next chapter will be in the realm of Middle Earth. I will have the points of view changing between Earth and the land of elves and hobbits. See you guys soon and please leave a review. You will make me happy!