Misplaced by the Universe

Chapter 1- Strange Happenings

Disclaimer- I do not own lord of the rings, nor am I making money off this fanfiction.

Summery- This is my attempt to bring some class to the Marry Sue genre. There are no super powers, Fellowship adventures, or love interests. Also it takes place right after the Last Alliance. This is not a story about grand destiny or saving the world. It is about someone trying to survive after being misplaced by the universe.

Sleeping is supposed to be a safe thing; nothing is supposed to happen, not that what happened was a bad thing. Marie fell asleep in the car on one of those "family bonding" trips which pretty much means boredom, boredom, and just for a change more boredom. She was using her traveling bag as a pillow; because of the change of clothes she had stuffed in the bottom of my bag it was not as cornery as one might think.

Marie started to regain consciousness feeling the wind on my face. Grumpily thinking that the wind was way too cold to have the window open, she decided to voice her unhappiness before entirely awake.

"OK, who opened the damn window!?" she said with some volume… and then herd an echo?

She was coming out of the haze of sleep that can only be experienced after passing out because the eyes refuse to say open one minute longer. So as her heart rate speed up, her body's protest to the shift to conciseness, she noted that the wind was not the hundred mile an hour wind that comes from driving down the free way, but a light breeze. Then of course there was the fact that she was not curled up in the fetal position that a cramped back seat forces a person into, but stretched out on what felt like damp grass. Now Marie was fully awake and on my feet, looking around, due to the shock of having woken up somewhere else than where she went to sleep. Her hand had also unconsciously slid to her pocket where she always kept her pocket watch.

Marie found herself in field with thick green grass, not the type that's all bouncy and soft that you see on a front lawn but the thick coarse stuff that can stand up to all that nature can throw at it. In fact her back was itchy from where she had been laying on it. There was a scattering of trees that seemed to defy the norm of the field rising up to tower over the vegetation which around them looked brown and sickly. A ways behind her there was a wooden wall which indicated some sort of civilization. The air was refreshingly cool the sweater weather that was good for late mid fall. There was a light breeze that rustled the dead and dying leaves still desperately clinging on to the trees.

'The only problem with that' she thought 'was that it was supposed to be summer. OK something is definitely going on here.'

Marie tried desperately to remember something that had happened between falling asleep in her parents car and waking up in the field she was currently in. It just didn't make sense she usually woke up if the car so much as changed speeds. She sat down on the grass next to her travel bag to think. As she went over the events of the day trying to find some reason why she had ended up here she took out a light jacket she had in her bag, pulled it on, and zipped it up. The only thing is she could not remember anything that seemed out of the ordinary, she hadn't met any weird people, nothing was wrong with the car, or the road, or the other cars on the road, her parents hadn't even seemed nervous or distracted.

Well one thing was sure Marie definitely wasn't in Kansas any more and sitting and contemplating the past was not going to change that fact. What she needed to was think of what to do next. The choice was simple ether she stayed where she was on the off chance some one knew where she was or how to find her or she went in search of some one with a phone or some way of contacting her parents or at least local law enforcement. She decided to leave a note where she was just in case and at least look around the area. So she collected four stones and and arranged them in a pyramid position with a note saying 'gone toward fence' signed with her full name, social, and country of citizenship just in case. Then picked up her travel bag slung it over one shoulder and headed off toward the wall to investigate.

There was no gate to be seen and she still didn't want to go to far away from the place she had woken up so she decided to try to climb the wall. She stepped back and examined the wall. The wood was old and warped to the point where there gaps in the wood wide enough to put a fist through.

'Climbing this would be easy.' She thought.

First thing she did is toss her bag so that the strap on the bag hooked on to one of the wooden beams sticking out at the top of the wall. Then backed up about twenty feet away from the wall and ran back toward it using the momentum gained to run two steps up the wall and grab onto the top of the wall and scrambled to get some footing. Once she was stable again she swung one leg over the wall to rest on one of the cross bars keeping the vertical planks in place. Straddling the fence she now picked up her bag that was a foot away from her and swung the strap over her head and put one arm trough the strap as well so that the bag was now secure as she climbed down the other side of the wall.

Now on the ground again Marie looked around again to see if climbing the wall had been a worth wile endeavor. She stood at the edge of a cornfield, vast rows of light brown corn spanned out in front of her waving in the wind like a sea of gold she could see far off in the distance a island, a two story house that's white washed walls stood out stark against the gold all around it.

"Looks like I'll be going home sooner than I thought!" Marie exclaimed out loud.

'With that old ass fence I was worried that there would be nothing behind it' she half muttered to her self.

Her dad had warned her about the dangers of getting lost in corn fields when her and her parents had been stationed near a newly developing city surrounded by farmlands. So instead of going striate toward the barn she tried to find a way around the, what seemed like miles of corn. That theory turned out to be true it took her half the day to get around the corn barrier. The sun had been high in the sky when she started and by the time she had an unobstructed view of the house it was nearly dusk. She was also tired, irritable and hungry. She herd dogs barking in the distance as well as the sound of cows and chickens the latter a lot closer. The odd thing was she had not seen or herd farm equipment all day. She wondered if it was a holiday or something but some how that didn't seem right.

'Didn't farm's have to have maintenance every day no matter what, even Christmas?'she thought

She was approaching the house now keeping her senses alert. She was aware that out in the boonies farmers usually carried shot guns or some kind of rifle and she didn't want to piss off some trigger happy, or suspicious, local. Then she realized that the sound of the dogs had gotten considerably louder and that they were getting closer fast.

She was about 50 meters from the house when she froze looking for the dogs. They came running around the house going striate toward her. She knew if she ran they would just come after her. All she could do is stand still and hope that they were just over excited about new people.

"Hay, innocent bystander here, call off your dogs!" she shouted on the off chance that some one in the house might here her, she did have a really loud voice

The dogs were getting closer she could now hear the snarls that made here think they were any thing but excited to see a new face. Marie was really starting to get nervous. She had no idea what she was going to do if those dogs got to her. She took out her little pocket knife hoping that I might do some thing against the two big dogs who looked like mixes of tarrier and German Shepard, with something else something wilder in the mix. She doubted her hopes were grounded. Then she herd a shrill whistle and the dogs stopped in their tracks and started happily trotting back to the house where a dark haired man in an off white tunic, brown pants and high leather boots caring a short sward. He looked like he had just been at a Renaissance fair.

"What is going on here?" Marie wondered out loud.

Sorry about that I accidentally posted my unedited version. So now everyone knows how much my spelling and typing sucks.

If you haven't noticed this is my first fanfiction. This is my trial run to see if I am any good so please review.