Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings or any of the characters in it, but I do own all the other characters in this story because they are based on me and my friends and other people I know.



The Second Lord of the Rings

Prolouge: New York City Central Park, May 2002

An old man in a nice, pinstriped navy suit sat outside on a park bench in Central Park. He had short white hair, and a trimmed beard, sort of like Sean Connery. He looked like a wealthy businessman on a lunch break, soon to return to running his major corporation. No one paid any attention to him except a few muggers who were anxious to get there hands on some of his cash, but they quickly passed when they saw his heavy black cane that he picked up if they had made up there minds to go after him. Seemed almost psychic to them. After a few minutes a well-dressed young woman in a smart white business suit came by and sat next to him. She was tall and thin, with curves in all the right places, very like a super model. Her long golden blonde hair was half up with the rest streaming behind her. She carried a designer handbag and wore designer shoes. She was probably some model for Calvin Klein or someone like that. Then the last man came, Black hair, blue eyes, and in a plain gray suit. He probably worked on Broadway, a producer or director. Or maybe he was a news anchor for a major network channel. " You know it's time." He said. The woman looked up from where she was reading a chic fashion magazine. " We won't know for certain. You always say that Elrond. Only if the ring is found will we know for sure." She went back to her magazine. " My name is Edmund, now! And you would do well to remember that yours is Gabrielle. We can't raise suspicions by going around with some characters' names for a book." The woman looked up sharply. " Have you forgotten so easily who you are, Elrond Peredhil? I think you are finally giving in to this world. Next thing I know you will be telling me that it is all a movie story. And for your information Edmund, I do not like the name Gabrielle." The old man laughed softly, causing both people to look at him. " Children, children, always bickering. Now why can't you be like us old folk?" The other two looked confused for a minute, then started laughing hysterically. " Now really Mitrandir, you think you are old, we have been around for 7,000 years! I think calling us children is a bit much, don't you think?" " Gabrielle, I have been around since the beginning of time and I agree with Edmund, do not use our real names here. People are liable to think we are all insane. Or dillusional." " See?" Edmund stuck out his tongue at Gabrielle making her laugh insanely. "Now turning to serious business, Maurice, have you found the fellowship yet?" The old man looked up thoughtfully into the noon sky. " I have found the ringbearer, a teenage girl living with her older sister Bella in a small town in Ohio. Her name is Felicity. Her parents died when she was young. I've met her older sister on a business trip, a very pleasant 27 year old with quite a bit of money. Extremely funny. I haven't met Felicity yet. By the way, Edmund how goes it with Arianne?" Edmund sighed. " She is nothing like her past life. Much more rebellious, she never listens to me. Insists she wants to be an actress. The only thing they have in common is their love for nature. Which I keep, reminding her, there won't be much of if she lives in the city. I honestly don't know what to do with this girl. Well look, Maurice, I have to go, my show is rehearsing and I need to be there." Edmund got up and hurried away from the bench. Soon after Gabrielle looked at her watch and smiled at Maurice " Must go as well Maurice, can't keep the photographer waiting." Picking up her magazine she hurried away. Maurice laughed softly and shook his head. He looked at his watch, picked up his news paper and pasteries, and walked slowly away after Gabrielle.

Chapter 1: Manhattan New York City, Same day

A teenage girl with black hair and red highlights whizzes down the street on her moterized scooter. She is dressed in a burgendy private school uniform, most likely and all girl's one. She had very little makeup on only clear lip gloss. She really didn't need that much. Suddenly, a guy on a skateboard zoomed by her and grabbed an old woman who was walking past's hand bag. "Stop that boy!" she yelled. " Hey you wanker!" The girl, who had a light English accent turned around sharply gaining speed on the thief. The guy went faster, thinking he could outrun her. When he saw that she was gaining on him, he went into an alley which was to small for a scooter to go through. The girl got off her scooter and chased the guy on foot. The thief slowed down. After all, how could she catch him on foot. When he turned around to look again, he saw that she was running faster than she had been on her scooter. He turned into an alley and looked around, but she was no where to be found. The guy sighed in relief, going on his way until he was sharply kicked in the face. The girl had jumped over the wall! " Now, are you going to give me that lady's purse, or am I gonna have to duff you up?" The guy was scared. No normal human could have ran that fast. " Ok, Ok, sorry girlie. Please don't hurt me?" " Well, I won't this time, but if I ever see you again, I'll do much worse than kick you in the head." The kid gulped, through the purse down and ran away. The girl sighed and picked up the bag. When she got back to the street, she handed the bag pack to the lady. " Oh, thank you so much, young lady! Here's a little something for you. I can't thank you enough, what a brave young lady you are!" The woman handed the girl 200 dollars. The girl looked surprised.

" Oh, um, no thanks, I have plenty of money already. You keep that." The girl started to walk away, when a news reporter, who had been reporting on a musical that just opened up ran over to her. " Hey miss! Stick around! I wanna put you on the news!" The girl looked surprised." Oh um, no, I have to get home. I don't have time." " Well, at least give me your name, kid!" " My name's Ho- Arianne Dunn." She hurried away.