Hi!

Welcome to the second chapter!

This is where Kitty's adventures begin.

Obviously members of the Fellowship of the Ring will realize that she is not normal, or rather, she is not like one of them ... so, what will be her reaction?

As I said earlier, your reviews are welcome.


Chapter 2: Katherine Anne Pryde

A scream of terror was heard in the middle of the forest, which immediately alerted the entire Fellowship of the Ring. Who could have been? And why had shouted like that?

They had scarcely heard it when Legolas, Aragorn, Boromir, and Gimli had girded themselves with their weapons while the four hobbits approached Gandalf with fear. The truth was right to have it, given that the Fellowship of the Ring walked all night to avoid any bad surprise, it was not exactly encouraging to hear a scream of terror, which had not been heard very far, and more considering the circumstances by which they traveled.

"Do you see anything, Legolas?" Aragorn asked the elf.

This one paid attention to him around and made a negative gesture, but that didn't mean that he did not know what was happening. The forest told him that there was danger, that danger was coming, but there was something or someone else the elf could not identify.

"We should leave" said Boromir "we can fall into a trap"

"I'm your idea," added Gimli.

"Whoever has shouted is in severe danger," Gandalf said.

"It sounded like it was a ... woman," Aragorn said.

"More reason to leave here" Gimli said "women only bring bad luck"

Legolas gestured to silence. His keen ear had heard the rapid footsteps of a person running, but he had also heard the heavy and fast footsteps of another being who was a danger: an orc perhaps.

"What have you heard?" Aragorn immediately asked.

"They are coming"

"How many?"

"Two. One of them seems to be in flight and is lighter in weight than the other who must surely be an orc.

"Bah! The elf draws many deductions without even being able to see! "Said Gimli

Legolas looked at him with disdain and was about to reply when Aragorn pointed to a point not far from them, if only fifty yards.

"Two people" said Boromir "one of them flees"

"The other does not seem to be a person," Gimli said. "It looks more like one of those monsters called orcs"

Gandalf gestured to the hobbits so that, like him, they drew their swords and followed closely the four warriors, all praying that they would not fall into a trap.

Meanwhile, the human figure who from a distance saw that it was thin, probably a woman, fled how fast its legs allowed it, but little by little it was losing ground before the orc who was shouting as a madman.

Suddenly, the human figure stumbled with a root and fell how long it was. The orc thought he had caught up with it and rushed toward the human figure who, on all fours, went as far as possible to an enormous oak tree that no longer allowed it to go farther and worst of all, and did not give it time to get up and run.

The orc stepped closer as he laughed reluctantly at the thought of the little pleasure he might have before torturing and killing.

He stretched out his hand to the hair of the human figure who screamed in terror as it tried to cover itself in vain as one who tries to protect himself, it seemed that all was lost when suddenly the orc stood still and a hot liquid splashed the face of that human figure; Seconds later, the orc was slumped dead by an arrow that had cleverly pierced his head.


After a few moments, Aragorn, Gimli and Boromir arrived with their weapons ready and behind them Gandalf, the hobbits and as a rearguard, Legolas ready with his bow.

Aragorn leaned forward and saw in the light of the Moon that they had just saved was a woman of about 22 years, straight brown hair that was disheveled, hazel eyes, pink skin and that at that moment was pale by terror, and her features showed absolute terror.

But it was not what made her so different. Her clothes. Her clothes were the strangest they'd seen and the same as what appeared to be her purse.

She wore, what for us would be, black jeans, a white short sleeved blouse with small pink flowers; White sneakers, and on her neck, she wore one of those necklaces that have as a 'string' a black nylon strip that can be enlarged or shortened and which had as I said a transparent swan.

Her bag was denim, had at least 5 different compartments all perfectly closed with zipper.

"Gandalf" Aragorn called when he saw her

He approached her, who barely saw that she was surrounded by armed men, almost screaming again in terror.

"Calm down, maiden, calm down," Gandalf said reassuringly, "you are in no danger"

The girl looked at him with eyes dilated with terror and then at the corpse of the orc with the arrow nailed to the forehead and that was a few steps from her.

"Get this out of here," he told them.

Gimli and Boromir immediately obeyed.

"Calm down, maiden, calm down," Gandalf repeated once they removed the orc's corpse. He reached out to help her up, who, after a moment's hesitation, accepted his help and rose trembling with terror. She looked around and suddenly began to have gag. She shoved Boromir violently and began to vomit before the astonishment of all but Gandalf and Aragorn.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?! "exclaimed Gimli disgustedly.

Boromir had not said anything, but he did not look at all happy for a couple of seconds more and had adorned his boots.

Legolas had turned his face because he could not bear to observe such a thing, while the hobbits grimaced with disgust.

Finally, the girl ended up vomiting. Gandalf wiped a cloth to wipe her mouth.

"Who are you a maid?" Gandalf asked once she had finished cleaning herself.

But she did not respond, began to shake violently and fell faint in the arms of Aragorn who barely had time to catch her.


"What are we going to do with her?" Aragorn asked once they had left the place due to vomiting.

They had laid her down at the foot of a tree and watched her closely. It was obvious that she did not come from anywhere that any of them knew, including Gandalf, both her clothes and whatever she brought in that strange bag made with even stranger material said that her place of origin must be very distant and very different.

"We can leave her here" Gimli suggested "it can be a trap"

"Then why would an orc chase after her?" Asked Frodo.

"Maybe she ran into one who was like a scouter," Aragorn said. "There might well be closer to here"

"Legolas, do you sense more orcs?" Asked Gandalf.

The elf listened for a moment, listening carefully to the whispers of the forest. No, he could not hear or sense anything.

"Well I am of the idea that we leave her here" said Gimli

"Is not it very cruel of us?" Asked Merry, "that is to say, if we leave her, she may find another orc and kill her"

"She's also alone and they'll hurt her," Pippin added.

"It is dangerous to carry a stranger in this mission," Aragorn said, "we cannot let her know where we are going"

"She does not need to know," said Boromir, who had been watching the young woman

They all turned surprised. The man of Gondor was known for being very suspicious and not just kind.

"You mean let's take her without telling her where we're going?" Sam asked shyly.

"Bah! That would be of no use! "Said Gimli" when we arrived at Mordor she would immediately notice! "

"We can leave her in some village before arriving" Boromir replied "it is much more merciful to leave her in some village than here in the middle of the forest"

"Anyway, she will notice in the middle of the road. Anyone who knows a little Middle-Earth would know it right away".

"Maybe yes, maybe not," Gandalf said.

"What do you mean?" Aragorn asked.

"The idea of Boromir seems good to me. On the other hand, I do not think she knows Middle-Earth, it does not seem to come from this realm "

"And then, where does she come from, Mithrandir?" Asked Legolas

"I do not know, Legolas, but it's a fact that she's not from Middle-Earth"

"And why is she here?" Frodo asked.

"I do not know that either, dear hobbit, but we will know in time. For now, we will take her with us and just go through some inhabited place, we will leave her there and we will continue our way "


When the girl began to recognize what was around her, she found that she was lying on a thick, coarse blanket, a kind of pillow and covered with another coarse blanket.

Next to her was a bonfire, and on her as a stew was a pot that gave off a very tasty smell, especially for her who was dying of hunger from last night's vomit. A person who at first glance would have been a child was nearby. He was plump, his blond hair was curly, white skin and blue eyes, he seemed to be too busy finishing anything that was in that pot.

Around the campfire were several blankets with their respective pillows and they appeared to be the beds.

An old man dressed in gray, a pointed hat of the same color and with a staff in his right hand was talking quietly to another person who seemed to be a child, but he had curly black hair, white skin and blue eyes.

Nearby was a man with brown hair up to his shoulders, eyes of the same color, slightly tanned skin. There was a sword hanging from his belt, and he was quietly smoking from a small pipe some grass that the girl did not recognize even from the smell.

A man of short stature, tangled hair and beard, helmet, with an axe attached to his side was talking to another man with reddish hair up to his shoulders, brown eyes, sword to the belt, and who were a few steps from her.

Beyond, sitting on a rock in the Turkish fashion was a man with long blond hair up to his middle back, white and shiny skin, eyes of a strange blue color, very attractive features. A quiver hung from his back and carried a bow on his shoulder.

The girl had seen everything around her without making any movement and pretending to remain unconscious, however, suddenly two voices startled her.

"Pippin, is she still faint?" A voice asked.

"It seems so," replied the called Pippin approaching her

"Where do you think she comes from?"

"I do not know, but it's not from the Shire, Merry"

The so-called Merry rolled his eyes.

"That's obvious Pip," he told annoyed.

"Hey! Little hobbits, do not approach her! We do not even know who she is," exclaimed the dwarf when he saw that Pippin was less than a step away from her.

All the others turned. Pippin walked away, but only a couple of steps, but he inadvertently stepped on her hand. Maybe he did not wear any kind of shoe, but his feet were hard and large which hurt the young woman who stifled a groan of pain, but could not help moving slightly to remove her hand.

"Pippin! Look! You just woke her up! And in the worst way! "Cried Merry in a low voice" now you will have to apologize to her "

"But how?"

"Well ... tell her a compliment"

"Like which?"

"Well, for example, she has beautiful ears"

Pippin rolled his eyes.

"You never tell that to a maid!" He said.

"Then some better idea you have?"

"Hobbits get away from her," the black-haired man said at that moment and who had stopped smoking for a moment and watched her closely.

The young woman realized that most likely the man already had suspicions that she was awake, so she decided to stop pretending.

She began to stretch and yawned, after which she sat down slowly.

The calls Merry and Pippin also seemed at first sight of children, but both their voices betrayed them as their features which already seeing them with calm were those of some young people in the 20's of life. Both had curly brown hair, brown eyes and white skin.

Seeing that she was seated, they all stared at her for reaction, which made the young woman feel very uncomfortable, especially since she remembered what had happened the night before.

"I'm glad you woke up," the old man said, coming in. "Do you feel better?"

She nodded in surprise. She realized that the man spoke to him in a language that she had not even heard in Shi'ar, and yet she understood it perfectly.

Little by little they had all come closer, surrounding her, although the blond man was behind them all, but without losing sight of her.

"What's your name, maiden? Where do you come from? "The old man asked kindly.

The girl looked at him strangely, could not understand how she understood that strange language.

"What is it?" The old man asked, seeing his face

She wondered if she could answer.

"It's just that ... I do not understand how it is that I do not even know what language I'm talking about and I not only understand it but I also speak it" she replied

They all looked at each other in surprise.

"Do not you know what language you're talking about?" The dwarf asked "but if it's obvious, it's Westron, the common language"

"Westron?" She repeated in astonishment "I've never heard of it"

They all looked at each other again. It was a fact, that woman was not from Middle-Earth.

"Where are you from, maiden?" The old man asked.

"Illinois"

They all looked at each other in amazement.

"Illi ... Illi ... Illi ..." said Pippin confusedly unable to pronounce the word correctly

"Illinois" repeated the young "the capital of the state of Chicago? In America? "She said in a tone as if it were obvious

"We've never heard of such a place," said the brown-haired man, "have you, Gandalf?"

With this, the young woman learned that the old man was named Gandalf, who at that moment shook his head thoughtfully.

"And you Legolas?" Asked to the blond-haired man who also denied. In this way, the young woman knew that the man archer was named Legolas, by the way, was one she had never heard in his life ... and that she had been in another galaxy!

"And what is your name, maiden?" Asked Gandalf after a moment.

"My name is Katherine Anne Pryde"

They all looked at each other again. Never in their life had they heard a name that remotely resembled some they knew.

A strange noise made them frown.

"What is that?" Asked the dwarf.

The so-called Katherine Anne Pryde blushed and immediately everyone guessed.

"Let's have breakfast, Katherine Anne Pryde, surely the cooking that Sam has cooked will do you good," said Gandalf


Second chapter finished.

Let's see what will happen. Fortunately for Katherine Anne Pryde, Boromir and Gandalf, and even the hobbits pleaded for her.

What will happen next?

I will greatly appreciate your reviews.