I adore J.R.R.Tolkien - this is all his, apart from Dasha, Tom and Rachel.
A/N I wrote these first two chapters over a year ago and reading them now I tend to cringe a little. But hang in there! Later chapters are much more orginial and much longer. Promise : )
BEHIND, THE WILD THINGS
Chapter 1
If you lived on Presinct Street and were out watering your lawn or looking out from behind your curtains to the road, you would have seen Dasha, a tall gangly girl walking hurriedly with a large bag over her shoulder. If you knew her well you would have known that Dasha was on her way to her best friend Rachel's house four houses down from your own. Tom would meet Dash there. The two shared an intimate friendship and it was assumed they were a couple - and they were - though not officially.
Stopping outside of Rachel's house Dasha eyed the new sprinkler before dashing across the lawn slipping off her shoes and wondering inside.
"Hello?"
"Dash! We're in here." A soft female voice came to her from the lounge room, where Rachel a small pale girl sat cross legged on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in her arms. Tom who was sitting at the other end got up and hugged her close.
"I haven't seen you in ages." He said pecking her on the cheek.
"I know." She replied warmly, aware of the butterflies her stomach betrayed when he kissed her.
"If you two are going to be like this all night. You can leave." Rachel said with a laugh, gesturing dramatically to the door. Dasha laughed with her as she dumped her bag on the floor and clutching her pillow stretched herself along the floor in front of the TV. It was movie night tonight and this week it was being held at Rachel's house so she got the pick of the movies watched.
"Tonight we will be watching… Princess Diaries!" She heard a sigh from Tom as he settled himself on the couch. Rachel went through each DVD holding each up triumphantly and placing them on the empty space beside her. "…Ever After, The Notebook, Narnia, Vanity Fair and…Lord of the Rings – one, two and three!" Dasha could practically hear Tom smiling happily behind her as she buried her head into her pillow with a groan. Lord of the Rings was the one movie that drove her to tears it was so boring… and it was so long!
"Which one are we watching first?" Tom asked and Dash looked up from her pillow hoping to God that Lord of the Rings would be one of the last that way as it got into the early hours of the morning she would fall asleep and wouldn't have to suffer.
"Lord of the Rings!" Rachel said, flashing a grin in Dasha's direction then putting the DVD in the player. The movie started.
Three Rings for the Elven Kings under the sky,
She felt Tom slip under the covers beside her and slide a hand around her waist.
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their hall of stone,
As she stared at the screen Dasha felt as thought she were being lured into a trance, she couldn't bring her eyes away. Perhaps the movie wouldn't be as bad as she has presumed.
Nine for the mortal men doomed to die,
Tom pulled her closer and at once, the screen faded away and instead Dasha found herself listening intently to the beautiful voice gently crooning those fateful lines into her ear.
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
Dasha was afraid, her body felt numb, she felt sleepy yet very aware at the same time. She was alone, Tom had left her side; feeling cold and alone Dasha reached for her blanket but it had disappeared and suddenly she felt as though she would fall. For on either side Dash could feel a massive space of black nothingness. Where had the close comfort of the lounge room and the warmth of Tom gone?
In the Land of Mordor where shadows lie.
A scream. A terrible pain like she was being stretched. And then from a blinding light there nothing but an unconscious black. Like someone had flicked a switch and just like that she was engulfed by an empty nothing.