A/N: All I have to say about this is that it is part of my healing process. I don't care if I get a review or not, I'm just letting the world know how I feel. I have just had my heart broken. Not like anyone knows, but you do and you are about to embark on a journey through my soul. If you don't like the sound of this I'd turn back now, if your curiosity's got the best of you than welcome. Welcome to my life. You will now see the world through the eyes of a heart broken teenager. You have been officially warned. By the way I have no idea where this is going to go, so bear with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR. I do however own the personality of Medalia D'oro Graysler. Of course the first two words of her name are Gold Medal in Italian. So as you can tell I own very little and if you think I have missed something, don't bother me cause chances are I don't own it.

Chap, 1:LOVE

Medalia D'oro Graysler. Yes it was a mouthful of a name. It was so long that she usually just went by Med. Short, simple, sweet, single syllable. She liked it better that way. She was a tall brown haired, brown eyed, glasses wearing, book reading, song singing, story writing, Honor roll achieving, normal girl. She was not very popular at school, but she really didn't care, all she cared about were two things: Her friends and her boyfriend.

Enter Games (pronounced James) Bansey: The love of Med's life. The boy she'd loved for more than a year. The first guy to ever tell her he loved her, the first boy to ever dance with her at a dance, the first REAL boyfriend she'd ever had. The boy who she dumped 9 months and 13 days into the relationship.

So now you are probably wondering why she dumped him. Simple, she found out he didn't like her anymore. In fact he hadn't liked her anymore for the past few months. Not that he knew that she knew this. She was devastated when she got the news. She was a wreck later in the day when she went to the movies with him and a few other friends. She was so sad that day. The fact that he ignored her and avoided her the whole night made her feel even worse.

Enter the present. Now she sits in the middle of the woods behind her house. She's crying. She's got her head buried in her hands. She's unable to control her tears. She's choking on her own pain. She becomes quiet for a minute and tries to catch her breath. Now she is standing up and withdrawing something from her pocket. It's a paperclip. She sits back down and unfolds the paper clip partway so that one of the ends sticks out. Now she presses the exposed end to her skin and begins to draw. It takes a minute for the red whelps to show up, but soon it is obvious what is on her arm. In bold lettering is the word LOVE. She looks at it a minute and then gets an idea. Now she is jabbing the paperclip down into her skin. Now she has a line through the word LOVE. It begins to bleed. All Med can do is weep. She looks down at the LOVE on her arm. The blood running down her arm is very red. It's spurting. She's hit a major artery it seems. "Maybe he'll notice now," she thought. She looked at the blood again, now it was on her shirt. She then remembered her sever problem with blood. It seems that every time she sees it she passes out. She looks at it and suddenly the forest starts spinning around her. With a loud thunk she hits the ground and when she wakes up she will find she isn't in rural Indiana anymore.

*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ So that's the beginning of it all. The rest of the story won't be written so weirdly I just kinda like to do my Proluges a little different. Hope you like it. And if you are left scarred for life after reading this. I warned you in the beginning. R/R!