A/N To all my reviewers, many thanks and hugs, except for one, namely Lady Phedre Now I don't mind constructive criticism, in fact its greatly appreciated, but the whole point of fan fiction is that you get to express your creativity in a way that is, for a great part, unlimited, that means that you get a right to sometimes bend the original plot and history, if your not enough of an author to fully appreciate the beauty that is unrestricted writing then that's your problem. Now please don't get me wrong, if there is something wrong with my story please, feel free to point it out, but I'm telling you right now, I am not going to sit here and plug in the exact words that Tolkien himself used (that would actually be considered a little something we like to call plagiarism) but I digress. The point is, I am giving you the warning right now, do not be surprised if this story doesn't resemble a single thing that Tolkien has written, this might just be because this is my story not his! Read the thing below A few important changes, I am going to edit chapter one but I wanted to get this up first, Aryn's name has been changed to Kamaria. She is 18 and Amon is 17. I will update chapter one ass soon as I get a chance. ^^^^^^IMPORTANT^^^^^^

Amon awoke to hear a lot commotion going on outside his room. He dragged himself out of bed and went to go see what all the commotion was about. He was saved the trouble when his father came charging into his room on the brink of hysteria. This alarmed Amon because he had never known his father to loose his cool in any situation.
"Amon, do you know where your sister is?"
"She is in her room," said Amon, bewildered.
"No she's not. Her maid came in to wake her up this morning and she found Kamaria missing and her bedroom window open. Do you know anything about this?"
Amon stood there speechless. Kamaria? Missing? It didn't make sense. Did she run away? Was she kidnapped? The latter would make the most sense since she had no reason to run away. He sat down on his bed trying to put together the information that was just shoved at him. It wasn't working. His brain was trying frantically to think of something to do, but couldn't come up with anything, he had never felt this helpless.
"Son, do you know anything about this? Did kamaria say anything? Anything at all even something seemingly insignificant, you never know what might help."
Amon only shook his head still lost for words. Aragorn was about to say something else when suddenly Amon jumped up and charged out the door with a sudden thought. His father's shouts behind him he ran forward occasionally running into people, but not caring all that mattered was that he got to the one place he knew that Kamaria would go if she had any troubles.
He ran to the stables and grabbed his horse, mounting it quickly not even bothering to put on a saddle he rode out of the stable and towards a forest he knew like the back of his hand. He soon came into a clearing with a small pond in the center and willow trees surrounding it. He and Kamaria always came here to play and talk, they had ever since they were little. He ran to the edge of the pond.
"KAMARIA! KAMARIA! WHERE ARE YOU?! ARE YOU HERE?! KAMARIAAAAAAA!!" Amon screamed his sister's name over and over he searched behind ever willow, every bush, everywhere he could think. But Kamaria was no where to be found. He slowly sunk against the trunk of one of the trees he stared straight ahead with out seeing anything. He was in a state of completely over whelming shock.
'She's gone...she's gone... MY SISTER'S GONE!' was all his numb brain was screaming. He sat there for what seemed like hours thinking about all the things he and his sister did together. How they used to make music together, how they used to sneak out of their rooms at night and climb out onto a balcony and look out at the stars. All those little things they used to do all the time that he took for granted now seemed as if they happened long ago, to someone else. Now all he could think about was how he was going to be the only child in the family.
Then a thought struck him. He was going to be the only child in the family. Everyone would finally pay attention to him. He would have mother and father's complete attention. This is what he always wanted; this is what he prayed for. Well he never prayed for his sister to be kidnapped, but he had always wanted to be center stage...and now he was. This was, indirectly, an answer to his prayers. 'No no no no no what am I thinking? She's my sister; I have to go and try to do something to help find her.' With that resolve in his mind he got up, mounted his horse, and rode off in the direction of the palace.
Even thought Amon's resolve to do anything he could to help his sister was the strongest thought in his entire being, there was still that little bit of him that couldn't help but remember how unfair it was that his sister got all the attention while he was shunned to the side. There was still that small part of him saying 'This is your time to shine, Kamaria has had her entire life, now it's your turn.' Amon tried to drown out that thought, but no matter what it just came coming back to him.
He finally arrived and found that search parties were already being formed. He found his father and told him that he would do whatever was necessary to find Kamaria. He was to be in the lead of a search group that would set out the first thing next morning when all of the searchers would be assembled.
One thing that Amon would keep with him until the day he died was the look on his father's face when he said he would do whatever necessary to find his sister. It was not a look he had ever seen directed at him before from anyone much less his father. It was a look of pride. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ A/N Like I said I would update the first chapter soon as I can but I really wanted to get this up first. I have a lot going on at home right now so don't be too shocked if I don't update on a regular basis but ill try. Well I hope you enjoy, once again thanks to all my reviewers, I love you all!