Hey there again! 'You're crazy Ellie for writing another story!' you say? 'Why haven't you updated your other story?!' you ask! Why just for the fun of it, of course! MUAHAHAHA! Nah, just kidding. No but really, sorry about the late update on 'journey back to middle earth'. Promise to update soon. But for now, ENJOY MY NEW IDEA!

Ellie

"NOOOO! Ezio! You were supposed to kill the damn bastard, not let him kill you!" I huffed in frustration as I chucked the remote controller down onto the carpeted floor. Game night tonight was not going as planned. Tonight was the one night in the week when I had a game marathon - by myself, per usual. I sighed and leaned back on my hands. Why couldn't I have any friends? Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I can't have any friends because I'm on house arrest for the rest of my life.

It wasn't my fault that I didn't have a social life - I blame my parents. They have condemned me to the depths of my basement room, literally locking me away from the world. I know what you're thinking. Wow, overreacting much? The thing is - I'm not. I've been in this basement for around seven years. I don't really know exact number, loosing count long ago. Why would my parents lock me up, you ask? Well, if you took just one look at my appearance you would know. At first glance you would think Yeah, she looks normal enough. But If you look closer, you could see long, slender pointed ears peaking out from my long, curly fiery hair. And that's if you don't notice the huge black feathered wings sprouting from my back. Well, they weren't huge, but they were wings all the same. On a person. On me.

You say my parents are cruel? I did have my phase of rage, refusing everything my parents offered me, even food. But then came acceptance. How could they explain that their daughter had wings and freaky elf ears and not have me taken away? It's not like they locked me in a dungeon. I practically had my own apartment down here, complete with a kitchen, bathroom, and a computer and T.V. But time alone for so long with just my parents for company and the occasional visit from my brother had me bored out of my mind. So my parents got me every gaming system imaginable in answer to my boredom. I'm just proud of myself that I haven't gone completely insane by now.

I sighed again, coming to terms that I just wasn't going to defeat this level in Assassin's Creed. Well even though game night was a failure, the night didn't have to be a complete failure. Looking over to my bookshelf, a particular title caught my eye. Grinning deviously, I sauntered from my spot on the floor to where The Hobbit dwelled in my gigantic collection of books. Snatching up the book, I skipped over to my bed, my ebony wings fluttering excitedly.

I looked down in pride at the book, it being a collectable edition. I haven't read The Hobbit in a long while, so I was looking forward to reuniting with the story hidden inside. Opening up to the first page I expected to find the first chapter, but what met my eyes confused and scared me.

The page was completely blank.

What the hell? I can't have the wrong book, I only have one copy! Panic started to fill me as I flipped through the pages, looking for an inkling of printed words, or illustrated pictures that at one time covered it's pages. But my efforts were in vain. The book was completely blank, not a word on any page. I sat up and looked at the book in my hands. Tears welled up in my eyes. Was this a joke? Did my family want to see my reaction to ruining my favorite book? I was about to close it in frustration, when something caught my eye.

Looking back down at the book, opened to a random page, I saw words slowly appear. I froze as I read them, my wings giving a slight flutter as a thrill of terror and excitement filled me.

The words were these: Would you care to go on an adventure?

I had no time to think before a light flashed throughout the room, enveloping me completely. But just as quickly as it appeared, it dimmed, leaving a fallen book in the middle of an empty bed.

I let out a groan as I shifted, feeling something poking me rather uncomfortably in my back, my wings arranged in a awkward position. I pealed open my eyes, only to see trees above. Trees? I don't have trees in my room I thought groggily. Trees were supposed to be outside, in nature... outside. I sat up in alarm as my thoughts caught up to me. I was outside! I looked around me in pure glee and equal caution. The trees were tall and healthy, growing high in the sky. The grass was thick and green, flowers dotting here and there. Standing up, I could feel my legs tremble in anticipation, itching to move.

I haven't ran since I was a little girl.

I could feel the adrenaline fill my veins, screaming for me to start running. I gladly obliged. rocking on my heels for a second, I savored the moment before the rush.

Then I ran like I've never ran before.

My feet were pounding in the soft earth, giggles of glee bubbled up from my chest, the wind softly stroking my wings as I ran. My slender ears twitched, hearing the natural music of the forest. Rabbits softly jumping in the brush, butterflies fluttering from flower to flower, squirrels chattering excitedly to one another. I couldn't stop the huge grin from spreading over my face even if I wanted to, impossible to contain my joy. I must have been a sight to behold. Iridescent black feathers leaving a trail in the wind, long wild ginger hair flowing behind me, and my face full of pure happiness.

I couldn't even tell how long I was running, but it wasn't long before I reached a glistening lake. A lake! I haven't ever been to a lake! Trying to contain my giggles of pure joy, I skidded to a stop. I could feel the adrenaline slowly slip from my muscles, my parched throat constricting as I swallowed. Kneeling, I cupped my hands and dipped them in the crystal clear lake. Sipping, I was pleasantly surprised to taste how clean it was. Refreshed and tired from my run, I sunk down to a grassy spot under a beautiful tree in full bloom. Looking around, I was filled with wonder at the beauty surrounding me.

Had I died and gone off to heaven?

No, I thought to myself. I wouldn't feel this tired in heaven. But disbelief still filled me as I shuffled my wings in a more natural position against the grand tree. It was as if I had stepped into a fairy tale, or a wonderful dream. It's almost like I was transported to Middle Earth. Closing my eyes, I savored the feeling of the wind against my cheek, the sun warming my face. It had been so long since I've felt the elements, too long. Right now I had no idea how I got here but to be honest - I didn't care.

I was outside of my cage, and that's all that matters.

But a whispering question distracted me from my thoughts of relief. Who, or what used your book? No normal person could have done that... I opened my eyes, disappointed that my thoughts couldn't let me relax for one minute.

I knew I could safely conclude that I wasn't in the exact same world I woke up in this morning, but the question was, then where was I?

Standing up, I prepared to explore. Walking over the water's edge, I looked up to the sky as a twinge of longing ran through my chest. It was a shame I didn't know how to use my wings. I tried to learn once when I was a little girl, but my mother nearly lost her head when she saw me jumping and flapping my wings determinedly in the backyard. I got a long lecture after that about how I should never expose my wings outside of the house. I had nodded, but never really understood why they put such boundaries on me. I was always angry that my brother would get to go out with friends, while I would always stay home.

Heaving a sigh, I started to walk along the water's edge. Stop focusing on the past, you are in the here and now, so enjoy it while it lasts. I have only walked a few feet when a rustling in the bushes near by made me freeze. What would I do? I had no idea how to defend myself outside! Still frozen, I watched in horror and curiosity as a tall, grey figure stepped out of the brush, holding a warn wooden staff.

My heart skipped a beat. Holyshitit'sGandalf was the only thought that ran through my head.

Looking up from grumbling about picking various leaves and twigs from his beard, Gandalf spotted my frozen form. "Ah!" His eyes sparkled. "And who might you be, my dear?"

My eyes widened in horror as I realized that he could see my wings. Breaking the spell, I took a step back. "Th-that's none of your business." I cursed the fear restricting my talking abilities.

Giving a kind smile, the grey-clad wizard held up his free hand. "I offer you no harm, my dear. But I am glad that you are cautious when you meet strangers. But alas, I also fear that you are not cautious enough with those beautiful wings on your back." He let his hand sink back down to his side, an ominous look overshadowing his features. "Many greedy men would do you harm for your wings."

I was startled a little by his forwardness. But then again, this was Gandalf, what should I expect? Shoulders slumped, I sighed in defeat. "I suppose your right."

Stepping closer, his face took on a more cheerier look. "Now my dear, how did you come by so close to Rivendell?" That made me rock on my heels.

"R-rivendell? Rivendell is close by?" My voice was hopeful and afraid. I just might actually be in Middle Earth. The very idea made me feel light headed.

Gandalf didn't miss my tone, or my stutter. He was giving me an assessing look, studying my figure more closely. "Yes my dear. Would you like me to take you there? Perhaps you could tell me your story. But first things first, what is your name?"

I was nearly too exited to speak but managed to squeak out "Lydia". Now I knew how Samwise felt when he found out he was going to Rivendell with Frodo. I'm going to see the elves!

Gandalf started trekking back into the forest, me skipping with a light heart after him. I could barley contain my excitement, my wings were fluttering ever so slightly.

So what do you think? Good? Bad? Wanna hear more about Lydia's adventure? And if you're wondering if the Lydia in this story is somehow connected to the witch Lydia in my other story...nope. I can't even fathom how I could even connect them. My brain hurst just thinking about it. REVIEW! REVIEW!