Ok so this is the real first chapter if you want brain cells I advise you
not to read on kk! Oh and I don't own lord of the rings God dammit!
Chapter one: new life from death ****
Melissa rolled over. Her neck was aching and couldn't move too much. She opened her eyes but she couldn't see a thing it was pitch black. She jumped up.
"Where am I? Why am I not I dead" She asked.
"You are in Minas Tirith." We found you unconscious just outside the city walls. Are you friend or foe?" Asked a man on the other side of the room.
"I am friend, if I was a foe why the fuck would I be unconscious?" She asked angry at his idiocy.
"It.... It.... is dark times we must ask for our own safety." The man replied bewildered by her outburst.
"Oh my fucking god, did you just say Minas Tirith? I'm in Middle-Earth? Ok I'm in a coma. This cant be true...can it unless I'm dead. Oh god it didn't work!"
"Yes you are in Minas tirith, yes you are in middle-earth. You are not dead and may I enquire what didn't work?" Asked the puzzled man.
"Oh my god" she started hyperventilating and fell out of consciousness. ****
She awoke again a few hours later. The room was lighter and she creped out of her bed and investigated the room. It was quite plain. The walls were white and the room was quite small. There was a small chest of drawers in the corner with her dark dress folded on the top. There was a chair beside the drawers where the man must have been sitting the night before. She looked down at what she was wearing and gasped. She had a simple white nightgown on but that was strange. She NEVER wore white. Or any light colours in that case, she just didn't do it.
There was a door leading off of her room into a small bathroom. She realised them just how much she needed to go to the toilet. While she was on the toilet her bedroom door opened and someone walked in.
"Where are you?" The man from last night asked.
"Um, in here" She replied gingerly.
"May I wait?" He asked.
"Eh yeah I'll just be one minute."
She stood up and washed her hands. Just above her basin was a small mirror. She looked amazing or so she thought. She had no spots and her face was less pale as usual. Her long black hair was curly but looked good. She felt like she should be in a shampoo advert.
She walked back into her room, and on the chair sat the most handsome man she had ever seen. She stopped dead.
"Are you alright?" Asked the man
"Um.... Eh... Yeah" she mumbled.
"What is you name?
"Mel...Melissa Greenwood. What's yours?"
"I am Faramir, son of Denethor, Steward of Gondor."
"Your Faramir, you, oh my god. I have read...."She clamped her hand over her mouth.
"Read? Read what?" He enquired
"Never mind wrong person."
"Ah. I am here to ask you why you are here."
"Well um, I... Orcs attacked me. I left my home to come searching for sanctuary here." She covered up her truth.
"Why did you leave for sanctuary? Where did you live before?"
"I left because my father and brother were killed. I am from Rohan. What is the date?"
"It is March tenth. How were they killed?"
"They died at helms deep, my mother died when I was born so I left Rohan in search of new life." She was grateful she had studied the appendixes at the back of the books.
"You did well at these times to get so far alive"
"Thank you."
"May I ask what are the bruises on your neck? The doctors had seen them whilst healing you."
"I have bruises on my neck?" she felt her neck realising that her nightgown had a high-rise neck like a polo shirt. She went through to the bathroom and took down the neck of her nightgown. There were huge purple bruises all round her neck. "Oh the orcs must have strangled me when they attacked." Why did the bruises come up, she was no longer in her world anymore. "I'm really sorry I can't tell you more the orcs must have knocked me out pretty quickly. I guess I'm quite lucky to be ali..." Melissa fell to the floor. Faramir ran to get the doctors but they could do nothing for her. She was cold and was wrapped up in bed sheets try and warm her. ****
Darkness surrounded her. "Melissa." Called a quiet voice.
"Melissa." It called again. She realised it was Dean. There was a flash of bright light and she was in his room. She hated to be back there. She had done a lot for him. He wasn't her first, she had lost her virginity a long time before, but she was his.
"Dean?" She called, her voice wavering.
"Melissa, why did you die? You meant so much to me, why did you die? Why did you kill yourself?" He broke into tears. She had never seen a guy cry like this before.
"Melissa, I love you. I always will." He rolled over and she gasped at his arm. It was covered with cuts and they were deep. He got up and walked over to his bag in the corner. He took out a craft knife and sat back down on his bed. He dug it deep into his arm and drew it up towards his hand. The blood began to poor out. She knew he had a problem with blood. Even talking about it could make him faint. Just as he was about to lose conscious he whispered. "You meant more to me than life itself, now your gone and I can't take livi..." He fell out of consciousness. Melissa tried yelling but she couldn't make a noise. She tried moving to get to him, but she couldn't. She watched him die, then went back into the darkness. **** Ok so that was the first real chapter please review and don't flame coz I will simply use it to toast marshmallows!!
Chapter one: new life from death ****
Melissa rolled over. Her neck was aching and couldn't move too much. She opened her eyes but she couldn't see a thing it was pitch black. She jumped up.
"Where am I? Why am I not I dead" She asked.
"You are in Minas Tirith." We found you unconscious just outside the city walls. Are you friend or foe?" Asked a man on the other side of the room.
"I am friend, if I was a foe why the fuck would I be unconscious?" She asked angry at his idiocy.
"It.... It.... is dark times we must ask for our own safety." The man replied bewildered by her outburst.
"Oh my fucking god, did you just say Minas Tirith? I'm in Middle-Earth? Ok I'm in a coma. This cant be true...can it unless I'm dead. Oh god it didn't work!"
"Yes you are in Minas tirith, yes you are in middle-earth. You are not dead and may I enquire what didn't work?" Asked the puzzled man.
"Oh my god" she started hyperventilating and fell out of consciousness. ****
She awoke again a few hours later. The room was lighter and she creped out of her bed and investigated the room. It was quite plain. The walls were white and the room was quite small. There was a small chest of drawers in the corner with her dark dress folded on the top. There was a chair beside the drawers where the man must have been sitting the night before. She looked down at what she was wearing and gasped. She had a simple white nightgown on but that was strange. She NEVER wore white. Or any light colours in that case, she just didn't do it.
There was a door leading off of her room into a small bathroom. She realised them just how much she needed to go to the toilet. While she was on the toilet her bedroom door opened and someone walked in.
"Where are you?" The man from last night asked.
"Um, in here" She replied gingerly.
"May I wait?" He asked.
"Eh yeah I'll just be one minute."
She stood up and washed her hands. Just above her basin was a small mirror. She looked amazing or so she thought. She had no spots and her face was less pale as usual. Her long black hair was curly but looked good. She felt like she should be in a shampoo advert.
She walked back into her room, and on the chair sat the most handsome man she had ever seen. She stopped dead.
"Are you alright?" Asked the man
"Um.... Eh... Yeah" she mumbled.
"What is you name?
"Mel...Melissa Greenwood. What's yours?"
"I am Faramir, son of Denethor, Steward of Gondor."
"Your Faramir, you, oh my god. I have read...."She clamped her hand over her mouth.
"Read? Read what?" He enquired
"Never mind wrong person."
"Ah. I am here to ask you why you are here."
"Well um, I... Orcs attacked me. I left my home to come searching for sanctuary here." She covered up her truth.
"Why did you leave for sanctuary? Where did you live before?"
"I left because my father and brother were killed. I am from Rohan. What is the date?"
"It is March tenth. How were they killed?"
"They died at helms deep, my mother died when I was born so I left Rohan in search of new life." She was grateful she had studied the appendixes at the back of the books.
"You did well at these times to get so far alive"
"Thank you."
"May I ask what are the bruises on your neck? The doctors had seen them whilst healing you."
"I have bruises on my neck?" she felt her neck realising that her nightgown had a high-rise neck like a polo shirt. She went through to the bathroom and took down the neck of her nightgown. There were huge purple bruises all round her neck. "Oh the orcs must have strangled me when they attacked." Why did the bruises come up, she was no longer in her world anymore. "I'm really sorry I can't tell you more the orcs must have knocked me out pretty quickly. I guess I'm quite lucky to be ali..." Melissa fell to the floor. Faramir ran to get the doctors but they could do nothing for her. She was cold and was wrapped up in bed sheets try and warm her. ****
Darkness surrounded her. "Melissa." Called a quiet voice.
"Melissa." It called again. She realised it was Dean. There was a flash of bright light and she was in his room. She hated to be back there. She had done a lot for him. He wasn't her first, she had lost her virginity a long time before, but she was his.
"Dean?" She called, her voice wavering.
"Melissa, why did you die? You meant so much to me, why did you die? Why did you kill yourself?" He broke into tears. She had never seen a guy cry like this before.
"Melissa, I love you. I always will." He rolled over and she gasped at his arm. It was covered with cuts and they were deep. He got up and walked over to his bag in the corner. He took out a craft knife and sat back down on his bed. He dug it deep into his arm and drew it up towards his hand. The blood began to poor out. She knew he had a problem with blood. Even talking about it could make him faint. Just as he was about to lose conscious he whispered. "You meant more to me than life itself, now your gone and I can't take livi..." He fell out of consciousness. Melissa tried yelling but she couldn't make a noise. She tried moving to get to him, but she couldn't. She watched him die, then went back into the darkness. **** Ok so that was the first real chapter please review and don't flame coz I will simply use it to toast marshmallows!!