I stood in front of the mirror, doing a small twirl to make sure I looked alright. Adjusting my cleavage and fluffing my hair, I grabbed my bags and set off towards my car.

Excited, I thought about what the next two weeks had in store for me. My best friends and I rented a hotel room near a beach for a girls trip.

We were a bit of a wild group, always finding ways for cheap thrills and fun adventures. We'd all been saving up for ages, it was supposed to be one for the books. After this, every one would be too busy moving, or graduating, or getting married.

I was just going through the doorway, trying to pick up all three of my large bags so they wouldn't drag on the wet ground, when I fell.

It had been raining you see. I slipped.

Next thing I knew, I opened my eyes and I was surrounded by strangers.

I scrambled up, putting my hands out in front of me in defense.

Everyone was dressed in odd clothing. They were all in a circle around me, pointing swords and axes at me.

Swords? Axes?

"What the hell is going on?" I yelled, whirling around, panicked. "Where am I?"

A small man with a helmet and long beard charged towards me with an axe. "What devilry is this?" He growled.

I yelped and backed away, but there were more strange men behind me.

One especially tall man pointed menacingly in my face. "Who are you evil woman?"

Screaming, I snatched my keys out of my pocket and sprayed my pepper spray that was attached to the chain in his face. "Ahh get away from me Highlander!"

Strong hands pulled me back as the tall man held his hands in his face grimacing and yelling in pain. "Who is Highlander you horrid creature?"

I opened my mouth to reply, but before I could a silence fell.

Everyone seemed to freeze and look in the same direction. A younger man in the circle around me had stood up, his long blonde hair moving in the wind.

His eyes never broke contact with mine.

My heart skipped a beat.

"That is my wife."

Everyone gasped and then suddenly everyone was yelling.

"What is the meaning of this!"

"It is the ring! The ring has brought this evil upon us!"

"Is that another hobbit?!"

"She must be a witch!"

"How did she appear from the thin air?"

Eyes wide I looked away from the blonde man and spun around. "What the hell? Who are you people?"

Another long haired man came towards me, extending his arms gently. "Come with me Annie."

I moved my arms away towards my chest, turning away from him. "Who are you? How did I get here? How did you know my name?"

He just beckoned for me to come with him. "We must get you...covered."

I looked down. I was just wearing a crop top and jean shorts, hardly indecent.

He led me through stone pathways away from the angry yells of the crowd I had landed in. A young woman with bright blue eyes and black hair ran towards me.

"Annie!"

I just stared at her. She had pointed ears.

"Annie I cannot believe it is you!" She gushed, gawking at me.

Shaken, I shook my head at her. "I'm sorry, I don't know who you are."

She looked confused. "It is me Lady Annie. Arwen."

I continued to shake me head. Her eyes watered and the man led me to a room in a stone building.

The man stared at me as I stood shaking in the middle of the room. "You are not a prisoner here Annie. You have been here before."

Feeling exposed, I nodded. "Can I just have my bags please?"

Right as I spoke two identical men brought my belongings in. They gawked at me before being hushed out of the room.

The man bowed at me. "I will leave you to settle in. I am sure you have many questions, as do we. All will be answered soon. Welcome back."

I glared at him as the door shut, then basically jumped onto my bags, unzipping them and throwing all my stuff around, trying to find something useful to help me. I flung aside my bras and underwear and snatched up my phone.

Holding it in the air, I tried to find signal. Of course there wasn't any.

"No no no no nooooo this is not happening."

I ran to the window and tried to hang out of it, hoping to reach far enough to grab a cell tower. Nothing.

Looking down, I realized it was way to high in the air to jump out. I looked around wildy and gasped. In front of me was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Gorgeous buildings and trees and waterfalls stood before my eyes. I lost my breathe as I counted literally three different rainbows sprouting from various places over the city. It couldn't be real.

Shaking, I went back to my bag, trying to find a weapon I could use just in case. All I had was a pair of heels and huge bottle of vodka, which I supposed I could use to knock someone out.

A foreboding tap sounded at the door. I scrambled up. It was the tall blonde man that had called me his wife. His mouth was set in a firm line and quite frankly he looked pissed off. He surveyed me and lifted an eyebrow at the various undergarments and socks surrounding me. "You should put clothes on."

I scoffed and gestured at myself. "I am wearing clothes."

Well, not exactly a modest outfit, but in my defense I was headed towards a beach, and dancing, and tequila shots, not a nunnery.

His eyes darkened as he looked at my red cropped halter top, jean shorts, and flip flops, completed with several rings, necklaces, big hoop earrings, and my belly button pierced. His eyes widened when he settled on that part.

Feeling vulnerable, I crossed my hands over my chest and scowled at him. "You can't just keep me here. I don't know who you are, but as soon as my friends find out I'm missing they'll alert the authorities."

He looked sad and shook his head. "They will not come for you Annie."

I backed away. "What do you mean? Of course they will."

He gazed at me for several seconds, not saying a word. He was dressed in the same odd clothing as everyone else, with long blonde braided hair and to my alarm pointed ears. He reached up a hand as if he wanted to touch me. I shuddered and stepped away from him. His blue eyes were so intense they scared me more than anyone else I had seen. "No, they will not, and I am afraid I will have to leave you."

"What? Why?" For some reason that made me even more anxious."

He sighed. "A quest I cannot name."

I rolled my eyes. Everyone here was really into pretending to be from medieval times. The speech and costumes all looked so real. "I still don't even believe you're my husband either."

"It is true."

I squinted at him. "If we're married why are you leaving me as soon as I get here?"

"This quest is unfortunately more important than my own desires, for it is of the safety of Middle Earth itself."

"Okay then..." I drawled, deciding I'd play along so maybe I could trick him into getting back home. "If you know me so well, how did I get this scar on my knee." I asked, lifting my leg dramatically.

"You were in a fight with a boy who hurt your friend when you were seven years old."

I backed away, gawking at him. "Stalker!" I yelled.

"No Annie." he whispered.

Breathing heavy, I shook my head fervently. "Someone will find me soon and take me home. My friends will have called the police by now."

The man gave me one last saddened look before he turned around and left the room. I bent down and threw my flip flop at the door behind him, pissed off and officially panicking. I tried my phone again, still getting nothing. I paced around the room, trying to figure out a plan to get out. A knock sounded on the door. I looked up and the beautiful woman with the dark hair came in.

She seemed nervous, which was absurd to me. She slowly stepped towards me. "My dear Annie, please do not be afraid. May I come in and have a word?"

I nodded and she continued. "I know this must all seem frightening, but we are here to help you. You have been here before, if you could just remember."

Frowning, I looked around at the room. There was old stone walls and plain wooden furniture. Absolutely nothing looked familiar. I turned back to look at her. "Honestly, woman to woman, I just think it's a little crazy you're in on this prank or kidnapping or whatever all this is." I gestured towards her. "I mean in this day and age, we ladies are supposed to stick together."

The door opened again and some other woman with pointed ears quietly came into the room, carrying a tea tray. As she left, Arwen poured me a cup and handed it to me. I eyed her suspiciously and took a small sip. Not seeing anything wrong, I downed the rest of it, quite thirsty from the day. She shifted in her seat and took a deep breath. "Now I do not want you to be frightened, but I must show you something."

I eyed her wearily. She took another deep breath and shuffled around behind her and pulled out a rolled up parchment. "This was made soon before you left us." She carefully unrolled it and held it up to me.

I couldn't believe my eyes. "Is that...is that me?" A painted picture looked back at me. It was definitely me. I was almost smiling, with long hair and pointed ears that poked through.

Pointed ears?

My hands slowly crept up the side of my head where I felt the tips of my ears, only, they didn't feel like my ears anymore. They felt pointed, just like the painting staring back at me. I stood up quickly, knocking my chair over. A rush of dizziness came over me and I struggled to stand up. "Who are you people?" My vision started to go black. "What did you put in that tea?"

Next thing I knew I dropped to the ground and everything was black.

Next Chapter:

"I may be deflowered but I will not be devalued!"

HEY EVERYONE! I wrote a prequal to this story, but honestly you dont have to read it before this story if you dont want to. please please please review. Chapters will be longer :)