Disclaimer: I don't own any of Tolkien's characters. Don't sue me. I'm poor.

A/N: Hiya, this is my first try at a Lord of the Rings story. Had this plot in my head for a while now. I wrote my last story, Pain and Sorrow, with my friend. This one I'm writing by myself so it'll be a bit of a different style. Read and Review!

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Diena was so restless. She had been trying to sleep for three and a half hours but sleep still hadn't come. She flipped over onto her stomach and closed her eyes. She kept thinking about her Grandmother and how her funeral was tomorrow.

Diena got up and walked over to her window. The moon looked almost a crystal colour. It reminded her of the necklace her Grandmother had given her several days before she died. She thought about what her Grandmother had said when she gave it to her.

"Soon you'll be home and you'll have what you really want."

Well, that made no sense. Diena wasn't close to her Grandmother. In fact, she wasn't really that close to anyone. She had no friends even though she was what the guys considered to be hot. Still thinking about the necklace, Diena walked across her room, stumbling over books, clothes, bottles and movies.

She pawed through her drawer in her bed-side table. A book fell onto the floor. Diena picked it up and read the name. Lord of the Rings. She remembered getting it from her Grandmother several years back. She flipped through and found some writing on the inside cover.

"Soon you'll be home and you'll have what you really want."

Wow, Grandma was a wacko, she thought. That's odd though. Didn't Grandma tell me that less than a week ago? Shaking her head, Diena tossed the book aside onto the floor. After looking for several more minutes, she pulled the necklace out of the drawer.

Put it on.

What? Diena thought. Put it on? It's the middle of the night, why would I do that?

Put it on.

She grumbled to herself and obliged with the inner voice. Maybe she was as crazy as her Grandmother. The pendant fit right into the hollow of her neck. She looked at herself in the mirror.

Blue eyes, brown hair, tall, skinny. Nothing out of the ordinary. Mumbling to herself about how she needed to do something about her hair, she started back towards her drawer to put the necklace away.

Her foot hit something. She looked down and just had time to see a pile of laundry before she lost her balance. Diena fell forwards, bringing her hands out in front of her. That didn't really help her. Before her hands could hit the ground, her head hit the corner of the table.

She fell to the ground, her head throbbing. Rolling over she looked up at her roof before she blacked out.

Diena still had her necklace on. In fact, when she rolled over, the pendant fell onto the cover of a book. Lord of the Rings. The pendant winked eerily in the moonlight and all of a sudden glowed with an intense white light that would have hurt Diena's eyes, were they open.

Some wind ruffled Diena's hair. She opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.

"Wha? How did I... get outside?" She blinked to clear her eyes and reached up to touch something sticky on her face. Blood. BLOOD? How had that gotten there? She remembered falling and hitting her head.

Diena tried to sit up and was hit with a wave of dizziness and nausea. She ignored it and stood up anyways. She was lying in the woods and could hear running water. Stumbling along, she held onto trees for support.

"Shit."

Diena looked around. She was in a clearing. Meaning no trees. Meaning she couldn't go anywhere unless she wanted to fall on her ass. But, being determined and stupid at the same time, she started trying to walk across the clearing.

One step. Two steps. She fell. Her breathing started to get heavier. Diena stood up again. She didn't even take a step before her legs gave out and she lost consciousness again.

A/N: Yes, I know this is a short chapter but it's kind of just an intro. Keep reading!