Little Background Information.

(The one ring of Sauron had finally been found in the Shire. A hobbit by the name of Bilbo Baggins found the ring on one of his many travels. When he had decided to leave the shire he left the ring to Frodo Baggin's, his nephew. Long story short, the ring chose Frodo to be its bearer. Frodo's journey with the ring led him, and his friends to Rivendell, where a council meeting is to be held to decide the ring's fate.)

Rivendell

Oh, will he give it a rest; Aragorn thought to himself as Boromir tried once more to get the council to give the ring to Gondor.

Finally fed up with the steward's son, Aragorn spoke with much irritation, "The ring will obey no other master. It answers to Sauron and Sauron alone!"

Oh, the audacity of this ranger, Boromir thought as anger seethed from his piercing eyes.

Before Boromir could retaliate Lord Elrond raised his hand to silence them. His sensitive elfish ears had picked up a disturbance in the air.

"What is it my lord?" The wizard Gandalf the Grey asked as he pulled the ring bearer, Frodo, closer to him.

"I...," Lord Elrond began when he was cut off by a terrified scream.

Rivendell: Lord Elrond's Garden

A few moments earlier...

Madison hit the ground with a heavy thud. Reaching her arms out beside her, she felt the ground around her. It was soft, and warm. Taking a deep breath, she could smell a sweet, intoxicating fragrance's. Regaining her courage she opened her eyes. No longer was she surrounded by darkness, but an amazingly beautiful flower garden. Remembering the voice's last words, she chuckled softly, "Nice gift."

"Are you sure about that?" A gruff voice tore through the serenity of this beautiful place.

Madison's eyes darted wildly trying to find the source of the voice.

"I think I want to hear you scream!" The voice snarled from behind her. Turning around quickly, she spotted a grotesque creature. It had a slimy, greenish black skin with medal piercing protruding from its bony body. Madison let out a loud shriek as she spun around and took off running.

Aragorn, and Boromir raced toward the scream while Legolas, the Elvin prince of Mirkwood, took position with the others to protect the ring and its bearer.

A few guards of Rivendell joined Aragorn and Boromir.

"What was that?" Boromir asked one of the Elvin guards as they entered the garden.

Quickly looking around the garden, the Elvin spotted the goblin rummaging through the garden. "Impossible," he whispered as he swiftly reached for his bow.

"What is it?" Aragorn asked following the elf's gaze.

Stringing his bow and taking aim, he whispered, "Goblin."

"A goblin got passed the gates of Rivendell?" Aragorn asked in disbelief as he grabbed his sword from his belt.

"I can not get a clear shot," the elf replied with agitation. "Aragorn, you go that way..." the elf began, before quickly turning around and placing his arrow at the throat of a wide- eyed mortal girl.

The girl fell to her knees, crying for mercy.

"Please, don't kill me. I am so lost, and this thing is after me....please," Madison begged.

Just then they heard a screech. One of the Elvin guards had killed the goblin.

"Lower your weapon," a female's voice commanded the elf that held his arrow firmly at Madison's cowering body. It was the princess Arwen. She was the daughter of Lord Elrond.

"My Lady, I'm sorry she startled me," the elf apologized lowering his weapon quickly.

Arwen knelt down in front of Madison. Reaching out carefully she tried to gently to touch the frightened girl. Out of instinct, Madison cowered away in fear hugging her knees.

"Easy my sweet child, we mean you no harm," Arwen spoke softly to her. Her voice was like a song, a beautiful song that no words could ever describe it.

"Where am I?" Madison whimpered as she looked around recognizing nothing familiar.

"You are in Rivendell," a man spoke softly. He was tall and rugged looking, but his eyes were gentle. He slowly knelt down beside the woman. "My name is Aragorn and this is Arwen," he spoke pointing to himself, then to the woman. "May I ask your name?" He asked kindly.

"Mad...is..."she began, but her breath became short. Madison began to gasp for air.

Not again, her mind cried.

Aragorn reached out swiftly to catch her as she crumpled to the ground. She could hear the woman holler in desperation for someone to come quickly. The last image Madison saw before she passed out once again was the man touching her face gently before picking her up.