[A/N: For Disclaimer, look at first chapter.]

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Amy Lee: I apologize. I need people like you to shape me up. From now on, I will put my author's notes at the bottom or top of the page. Oh, and one more thing, TRUST me, she does not know how to handle the knife. It's just the security that comes with carrying it. That's the only reason she has it with her. And NO, this is NOT going to be a Mary Sue. *shudder* It will be a romance, but not until much later.

Kat: Sure you can meet my pet elf, but you have to watch out, he likes hair. A LOT.

WinterRose Greenleaf: (intriguing name) Yeah, I know. But the situation was becoming drastic. And drastic times take drastic measures. But you (and the rest of the readers) had better keep reviewing, because if you don't, I'll start the 20 review thing again. Oh, and, that mini-Balrog attack is still a holding promise if you don't.

Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha(Shall I continue? Nay? Alright. But it was fun while it lasted.)hahaha!! ;p

Hugs to my beta-rah, Kat. ^__ ~

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Now for the real chapter.

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Moon Song

Chapter 2: To Where Shall I Go?

(revised edition)

Alyce sat on the hard rocky ground in the lee of one of the large boulders dotting the landscape about her. She sighed for about the hundredth time that day, the same questions floating about in her head, chasing their tails. All these questions and still no answers. How in the hell did I get here?!! Where could she go if she didn't even know where she was? She put her head in her hands about to cry from desperation. Too many questions, just too many. She needed answers!

Well, the most logical thing to do was to go towards some sort of civilization, but which way was civilization? Decisions, decisions.

Alyce determined to go south, where it was warmer. Most people liked warm climates.

The farther she walked, the less she liked this place. No plant could make its home here, no animals could breath its still poisoned air. She was nearly suffocated just by breathing lightly. Yes, there was light but it was bitter and dim. At her back, a dead volcano sat, hunching its shoulders against the cold of the atmosphere. There was no time here. All hours of the day were gray and dreary.

After a few hours of this, it began to get cold and it darkened even more. She sat back down on the now frigid ground, rubbing her hands together for warmth. Her leather trenchcoat was thin, hardly warming her at all. Under that, she wore a baggy T-shirt and jeans, but they too were barely warming her. All that space that she had thought was so nice was now harboring icy air. Oh well, at least I still have my things. She thought, trying to cheer herself up.

Opening her backpack, the first thing she noticed was that her Vanilla Coke had spilled. Oh no…She seized it, saving what little was left. Shit, I must have not closed it all the way and then it spilled all over everything. "Shit!" She pulled out all of her things. Her spare change of clothes were waterlogged or soda-logged more likely, and smelled faintly of vanilla. Her laptop had short-circuited from the amount of liquid in its system and all of her snacks were either soggy or crushed from rough treatment. The only thing that hadn't been touched by the flood of soda was her CD player, which she had lain on top of her clothes. All the cloth had soaked up the Coke before it had reached the electronic. But that was it. Everything else was useless.

In a sudden burst of rage, she kicked the flooded backpack across the bone-dry ground, stirring up ashes in its wake. "Dammit!" She exclaimed as the bag slid across the dirt, but as she punted it, she heard a sickening crunch. Oh shit!

She ran over to her now dented bag and snatched out the one thing she had forgotten. Her CDs. As she opened the album, small pieces of something she hoped it wasn't fluttered out and to the ground. They were too shiny to be anything else. "Aw man!"

Almost all of her CDs were as shattered as crushed bones. They were almost nothing but dust. A few had survived the attack but only a few. Well, that's what you get for letting your temper get the best of you. She sighed. Idiot. Oh well, at least there were still a few CDs to listen to. After selecting a CD and placing it in the CD player, she placed the CD pouch back in the bag. As she was taking her hand out, a sharp edge caught her hand. She shrieked in pain and began a long series of expletives and colorful phrases not even fit to put in this story, and shook her hand, uselessly trying to rid it of the pain.

After a few minutes of this, she calmed down enough to investigate why in the hell her hand was bleeding. Carefully this time, she reached her hand into the still wet backpack and felt around. Nothing but sticky wetness…there! There it was again! She cautiously lifted it out of the bag, sharp side turned away from her.

Seeing what it was, she almost fell on the ground laughing at herself. "You idiot!" Alyce chided the air. It was the Bowie knife. She had totally forgotten about it. Well, that was enough of a reminder for her. Wondering why she had not remembered to bring its sheath, she slid it into her long side pocket. It looked like it was in a really odd scabbard. She giggled at the absurdity of it all.

After a few days of said such traveling, she reached a lake of sorts. A very large lake, more of something that should be called a sea than a lake. Its dark, forbidding surface begged her to stay away, far away. But curiosity got the best of her. Unfortunately for her, as the old cliché goes, curiosity killed the cat.

As she neared the waterline, the seemingly placid surface began to ripple, softly, but it was still a ripple. Its oily surface began to bulge close to the shore. She paid no attention to it, as she was looking at the water itself and the reflections the near at hand mountains were making on its marred surface. Alyce issued a set of unrepeatable grumbles as the ripples started to shatter the likenesses of the dark mountains ahead like a wind through autumn leaves. A remote part of her mind not concentrating on the image wondered why there would be waves with no breeze when her feet were pulled out from under her by what appeared to be a stringy whip made of the water itself.

That jolted her out of her trance. A baleful roar pierced the air below her, smashing the dead silence about her as china dishes hitting a concrete floor. Her body was flung into the air, a rag doll to be crushed with glee, by the creature beneath her. The poor girl screamed in absolute terror, her voice adding to the discordant music filling the space around her with ghastly nightmares and imagined evils. But this thing wasn't imagined. She sure could tell you that right then. Gravity took over and she was slammed into the ground with such force, that the breath was knocked from her body and numerous bruises took their places along her back and side.

The whip was recoiled and she got a short chance to glance at her attacker before the whip settled around her slightly upraised body. It was hideous and her heart beat so hard in her chest that she feared it would burst forth and jump about on the ground.

Mwahahahahahahahahaha!! (I love evil laughs!) Don't you just love cliffhangers?!!! Sorry, but I had to do it. If I don't do this, I'm afraid I won't get any reviews, despite the threats I have made. Give me…..10 more reviews and I'll continue. Heehee! I love this feeling of power! ;p

A/N: Yes, she has read the LotR trilogy but the scenery doesn't connect with the book yet. She needs names.

Who is attacking Alyce? Why? When will she find out where she is? Will she even survive this attack?! And will this authoress ever stop being horribly mean?!! All on the next chapter of…Moon Song!!

See that button down there? Purdy, ain't it? You wanna click that button don'cha? Yeah, you do, don't lie to me! 'Cause if you don't, my mini-Balrog and me will….steal all your socks!! *dun-dun-dun!!!!* Oh wait, your dryer already does that…Hee…*smiles sheepishly* Oh well, we'll think of something. TRUST ME! Flames will used to warm me and my pet elf's frigid toes and fingers…..brrrrrrrrr!! It's cold here!