Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the Lord of the Rings books, or even the movie. I am getting no money, so leave me alone.

Notes: Set around "Wrecked." The story is a crossover with LoTR. (Both the book and the movie are influences.)

Distribution: If someone would actually want this, take it, just let me know where it is going. Cybermaden@yahoo.com

Prologue

Willow was suffering, what with depressing over recent events and her

friends not trusting her. She felt ashamed and knew they'd disapprove of her

ever using magic again. They had hardly been attentive before, but now they

didn't pay her any heed, and no one even invited her out anymore. It was

hard for her to cope with no one to talk to, so she quickly became

withdrawn.

Her free time was now spent watching TV, reading, and occasionally

researching when the gang asked her to. At times she had been visiting

fanfiction.net on her computer. She would stay up late at night watching

anime like Cowboy Bebop, Tenchi Muyo, Outlaw Star, and Pilot Candidate.

Then she would sit and read the fanfiction, immersing herself in a world of

fancy to dull the pain of loneliness, and the feeling that she was useless.

When Willow went to bed at night she fantasized about being in another

world different from her own. A place where she would be appreciated and

where mistakes would be forgiven. Where love could last forever, and

friends really cared.

Earnestly and with moist eyes Willow prayed, "Goddess, I must be able to

belong somewhere. You'd think the hellmouth would be the perfect place

where someone like me could fit in. But, I'm tired of fighting for people who

won't even try to understand me, or help me. I wish I could leave, be where

I won't hurt anymore."

She fell asleep soon afterwards. And on another plane Iluvatar and His

offspring, lesser gods called the Ainur, heard Willow. Nienna, the goddess

concerned with the sorrows of Iluvatar's children, empathized most and

knew that the one God would like for her to help the sad child. She had

accomplished much good on this particular planet and had come to pain. He

would like for her soul to be sent to another existence, where a one such as

her would be better suited to live. And Nienna knew exactly where one with

a heart like Willow's would be welcomed.

The goddess brought the young girl, while asleep, to her new home. She

would be placed in the hands of Iluvatar's firstborn in the creation of Arda,

another planet in His vast domain. The Elves of Middle Earth would be there

when Willow woke up, to explain the new life that the powers had gifted to

her, and to help her adjust.

As with most miracles performed by higher powers, there was a deeper

purpose. Willow's arrival would be in the midst of a turning point in the

history of Arda. Her role as a warrior was to transfer over, she would again

risk her life for the good of all, but this time for the sake of an alien planet.