Oh God! Yet another GiME story! The horror! But this tomboy doesn't take it too well; the last thing she wants is to be stuck in a medieval-era world with no toilet paper. I'm sticking as close as I can to the movie plots, well, as close as I can with adding another character…

Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings, story, and characters do not belong to me. Andrew Volpe belongs to LUDO (hahaa). Everything else is mine. MINE! My preciousssss….

I haven't written anything in about a year, so I apologize in advance. This is a fic I'm writing in my spare time, between work and classes, merely for my own enjoyment. Rated PG-13 for violence, drinking, and profanity. May or may not have romance later, it depends how I feel. :p

Chapter One

Reyna slumped in her chair, the light from her laptop glaring in her heavy-lidded eyes. She was tired. Very tired. Her bed seemed to call to her, so soft and inviting. But she had to finish her essay; it was due in the morning. Silently she cursed herself, why did she always wait till the last minute to write these damn things? One more year, one more year, then I wont have to write another essay ever again… she thought, stopping her incessant tapping of the keys to rub her eyes. She glanced at the clock on her desk; it read 2:00AM.

"uuuurrrghhh…"

Reyna just wanted to bang her head on the desk repeatedly until blessed unconsciousness overtook her. Her cell phone suddenly blared to life, the shouting Andrew Volpe startling her out of her reverie. Reyna dived for her phone and answered it.

"Hello?" she said in a raspy sort of way.

The commotion on the other end of the phone was so loud it made her head pound; she held the phone away from her ears.

"Helllooooo!" A voice answered her, a very much intoxicated voice. "Hey Rey, what's you doin' girl?" the girl on the other end yelled into the phone.

Reyna furrowed her brows, a drunk roommate was the last thing she needed right now.

"I'm doing homework right now. I have class in the morning."

"Damn, Reyna, it's Friday night! I can't believe you're sitting at home."

"Yeah, well, some of us actually care about the future." Reyna said testily, her patience wearing thin.

"What do you want Kath?"

"weeeeell… see our designated driver got totally smashed. Oh my God, It was sooo funny! There was this guy wearing-"

"Kath!" Reyna shouted, bringing her back before she could stray off topic into one of her stories. Reyna already knew what she wanted though.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, we need a ride."

Reyna groaned loudly, simultaneously thinking about telling her friend to get a cab. But her groan turned into a sigh.

"Fine. "

"Thanksss babe!" Her roommate hung up.

Silence reigned for a few minutes while Reyna sat there, glaring at her laptop. Her roommate was at a party an hour away, there was no way she was going to get her essay done tonight. She knew it was her own fault for starting her it so late. But still, she was pissed off. Grumbling to herself, she grabbed her keys and wallet and stomped to the door. For a split second she contemplated slamming it behind her, but she didn't want to wake the neighbors.

"Fuck my courtesy." She said out loud while she locked the door.

A few minutes later she was zooming down the highway, windows down, blasting LUDO. Once the warm night air hit her face, her troubled seemed to melt away, dissolve into the night. If there was one thing she loved, it was driving fast with the wind whipping her short, black hair.

WHAM!

Suddenly a car crashed into her. She was jerked violently sideways; she gasped and slammed on the brakes. She swerved, her car made an awful grinding sound, metal against metal. Then her car flipped, and she rolled down a ditch. Reyna let out a cry as a stabbing pain shot through her, her head hit the steering wheel and she blacked out.

There was a light.

Oh my God, I'm dead.

The light came closer.

There's the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm fuckin' dead.

The light was almost upon her.

No wait, I have to pee. I can't be dead, unless people still pee in the afterlife…

There was that stabbing pain again.

Ow, ow, ow, no, I'm definitely alive. Ow.

The light enveloped her and slowly Reyna opened her eyes. She closed them again as the light was blinding. Tentatively she opened her eyes again, squinting. It was the sun.

Damn, was I lying here all night? No one found me in the ditch? I had a car accident and no one called an ambulance or anything?

Indignation and anger surged inside her; no one had found her yet? What about the other car? Were they alright? Groaning, Reyna attempted to sit up to inspect herself. She gasped as pain shot through her body, she felt like throwing up. Finally she got into a sitting position and looked around.

"What-?"

This wasn't the ditch she rolled into; in fact, she wasn't in a ditch at all. She was in a forest, next to a pond. She blinked a few times and stared dumbly around at her surroundings. There was no highway in sight. Reyna thought maybe she had been thrown quite a ways from her car, but quickly discarded this idea; she probably wouldn't have survived that. She looked down, finding the source of the pain. Reyna was not one to get grossed out over much of anything, especially blood. And she'd had her share of injuries in the past. But the sight before her caused a wave of nausea to pass over her. A piece of metal, from her car most likely, was embedded in her lower right stomach. She gingerly lifted her shirt, pulling it away from the metal shard, to inspect the damage. It really wasn't in deep, not enough to affect any of her vital organs anyway. Reyna took off her jacket and balled it up, then, gritting her teeth, she grasped the metal tightly and yanked it out. She let out a low yell that winded its way into a grunt. Blood poured from her wound; she pressed her jacket against it. She needed to get to a hospital, but where was the nearest one? She didn't recognize this place at all. Well, she thought, I'd better start walking and try to find something. I do not want to bleed to death in a forest. It's so undignified.

With many grunts and gasps and a bit of dizziness she made it to her feet and started walking. Which way, she didn't know.

She walked for what seemed hours, feeling weaker with every step. Her stomach injury had stopped bleeding so much, but she kept her jacket pressed on it. Other than that, she didn't have any other grievous injuries, just a small cut on her forehead where her head had hit the steering wheel and a few other bruises here and there. Really she was quite lucky she didn't have any broken bones.

The sun streamed down through the trees, dancing on the mossy forest floor. It would've been beautiful to her in any other circumstance, but Reyna was swaying dangerously with every step and her vision was becoming hazy. Apprehension was creeping in her stomach, why hadn't she come to a road or a town yet? Where the hell was she?

Reyna then came to a small clearing; ahead of her was a dirt road. She almost peed herself with happiness. A goofy, dazed look came over her; she stumbled forward, still clutching her stomach. The sight that greeted her made her whiten. Instead of a town, or anything resembling a town in Indiana, there were rolling, green hills, and most with strange doors in the sides. Reyna blinked a few times and promptly passed out.