A/N – Do I own LOTR? … Do I look like JRR Tolkien? No. I should say not. I do own my OC though … so enjoy the story and Review often!

Chapter 1

Summer stood silently against her back doorway.

This is not a good thing have happen …

She leaned her head forward, tempted to bang it against the doorway, but thought against it, not wanting to have any sound of her be heard. She moved off of the rooting wooden door path, and stepped around her home.

I have to get out of here somehow … somehow.

Living on the outskirts of her town gave one advantage … when she wished to disappear, she could very easily. Summer allowed her legs to carry her quickly through her yard, and around the bushes. She ducked below a lit window, and skidded into the awaiting forest. She pulled at the pack she had upon her back. Her eyes danced from tree to tree, trying to get her bearings. As she took another step, she felt a horrible pang in her side. Summer doubled over from the burst, and cried out. A foolish move, as she could see a light come towards her, ever so faint. She was not far enough into the forest. She struggled to regain her composure and she began to run, trying desperately to outrun the light. She felt her feet pound against the soggy ground, and her heart pounded in her ears. As she ran, Summer's mind raced.

He cannot find me … I need to be free … I can no longer be destined for this life …I

She could hear a loud pounding, another set of hard footsteps, trailing her own. In this wet ground … how stupid of her! She was running so hard, she was leaving tracks. She spun herself up around a tree, and began running in another direction, hoping to dodge him for however longer she could. Her mind raced, trying to think … then, she heard something, muddled deeply in the back of her mind. It sang to her softy,

(1) Uuma dela

She shook her head, trying to make sense of the gibberish words, though it was only repeated to her,

Uuma dela, Uuma dela, Uuma dela

She lifted her head and picked up her speed, letting out the saddest of howls, before speaking things she was sure she did not know, "Amin boe an gerin lain. Amin tuio ah achas. Tegi amin bar. Tegi amin bar. Tegi amin bar!" - (2)

Suddenly, Summer felt a strong wind pick up, and the light grew stronger, though now, it seemed to be coming every direction, towards her. She tried to back away from it, but to not escape, and soon, was engulfed by the light …

(1) Do not worry

(2) I need to be free. I swell with fear. Bring me home. Bring me home. Bring me home!