A/N: I lost some of my files on my messed up computer, so be thankful that this chapter got out. On with the story! ~MoI~
Home Sweet Home
Chapter Three- Arrival
Nicole looked around at the new surroundings and rubbed her aching head. "Thanks bunches, Germaine. You might want to work on your aim a little bit," she muttered to the empty air. She carefully pried herself off of the rock, or rather boulder, that she had landed on and surveyed herself for any damage other than her current headache.
She winced as she moved her legs. Yeah, ow, that would be an injury. Thanks for adding to my already wonderful day, Germaine. She checked to see what exactly was wrong with her legs and groaned when she found out. A smaller rock had ripped through the left leg of her jeans and had made a gash in her leg. Well, ok, maybe not a gash. But that's one hell of a scrape, Nicole thought to herself, extremely annoyed. Germaine hadn't promised her wonders, just fitting in. But Nicole had kind of hoped that she would end up all marvelous and wonderful in this world. That kind of life didn't start with falling from the sky and landed on a big, stupid, sharp rock.
Come on, you lazy ass, let's get moving. Apparently time moves relatively the same in all worlds. Nicole noted that the sun was already nearing the horizon, and she was stuck on the top of a rock with no shelter.
She climbed down from the rock, also noting that her wrist seemed to be sprained. Nicole landed on a rocky surface with some grass growing out of a few holes. The setting looked strangely familiar, but she couldn't place it exactly. She was actually at the top of a hill that was surrounded by more hills, and if she looked far off into the distance, she could see even more rocky hills like her own. Wow, how exciting. Hills, she realized she wasn't exactly being optimistic and happy. After all, she had been sent to her favorite place in the world... well, the worlds, technically. And here she was, complaining. And can you really blame me? This hasn't exactly been the best of days for me. And yet, does that really excuse my complaining? I think not.
She turned in a complete circle and realized that on one side the hills were replaced. By mountains. Big, huge, snowy things, when it was obviously too warm for snow. Which told Nicole that the mountains must be pretty high up and be pretty cold. Ugh... let's not go that way. looking at the mountains gleaming in the light of the sunset, the familiar image finally clicked into place.
"Caradhras!" she said aloud, shocked. A couple of birds hiding in a hole in the rock ruffled their feathers at the abrupt disruption. Ignoring them, Nicole continued her monologue. "Wow. So the Fellowship should be coming to this hill... or maybe they were already here. But then I'd be able to see them on the mountain. Unless the whole War of the Ring finished ages ago. Or maybe it hasn't started yet. When am I????" she asked the birds, the sky, the rocks, and anything else that could hear her.
She kicked around a few small rocks for amusement, waiting for something interesting to happen. But wait... if they're on their way here... shouldn't I be able to see them from here? Hoping that this was a good theory, she climbed back up the rock, once again wincing as she moved her left leg and her wrist. She looked around again in the dying sunlight and made out a small smoke cloud floating up from a place a couple of hills away. And that should be them! Yes! Victory is mine! Power to the people! Go Nicole! Whoo hoo! She carried on with such mental congratulations until she noticed that she couldn't see very well anymore.
"Oh yeah, the sunset," she mumbled, turning west to see only a blotch of purple at the horizon. "Oops. Should've found somewhere to camp instead. Oh well, this place looks fine." She sat down on top of the boulder where she had landed and tried to make herself comfortable enough to go to sleep. After removing a few pebbles and the rock that had ripped her jeans, she used her arms as a pillow and fell asleep, miraculously.
A/N: Ok, so maybe falling asleep isn't miraculous to you, but let's consider the circumstances: on a big huge rock beside a freezing cold mountain with a scraped leg, a sprained wrist and only your arms as pillows. That's pretty miraculous. You know what else would be miraculous? If I got some reviews... hint hint! ~M~