Disclaimer: I do no own anything you recognize.
A/N: Thank you so much to my wonderful reviewers. You don't know how much they mean to me. I warn all my readers that I am making this up as I go along so it may be a bit odd, but its only my fist story, so be easy. THANK YOU! And don't worry not all the chapter will be this short.
Oh my God. Pain. My entire body hurt. Slowly I opened my eyes to see trees all around me. This doesn't look like Heaven or Hell I think to myself. Slowly I get up my body protesting against the movement. I look down at my stomach and see and ugly black and blue bruise where the bullet whole should be. "Well at least I'm alive." I say quietly. Then I hear a twig snap behind me and spin around. "OH MY GOD!" I screech upon seeing who it was.
"Hello my dear girl." says the old man with gray beard and pointy hat. I knew exactly who that was. But it was impossible, wasn't it? I had watched Lord of the Rings, many times, the extended editions even.
" Gggg… Gandalf?" I manage to stutter out. All the while my brain was spinning.
"Yes, that is my name. Gandalf the Grey." I look at him in shock then slowly sit down on the ground, shaking my head. "I'm in Middle Earth." I whisper disbelievingly to my self.
"Yes, now come along, I have much to tell you. There is much for you to learn. Coming to Middle Earth has unlocked many parts of you that you do not yet know of. You are a very special girl." He says beckoning me to follow him. SoI do the only thing I could think of, I get up and follow him.
