Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR and I probably never will.

Important note: This is a sequel to Shadow Killer you must read that one in order to understand this one.

Leslie's POV

It has now been 4 months since Alexander Rodriguez or as I like to call him Alex or as I like to call him when nobody is around Big Brother. I have now been able to remember Shadow Killer clearly and I could explain about her to my new family. Alexander was a tall person; he had short brown hair and hazel eyes. Janet, my foster mother, was and average sized woman that reminded me a lot of Mrs. Weasley from Harry Potter. Only skinnier and with two children, Alex and I, but she had the same affection for her children as Mrs. Weasley which meant that she insisted that I always ate seconds. Frank Rodriguez was slightly shorter than Alex, he had brown hair as well and Hazel eyes. Alex got his looks from Frank. All of them were very kind and caring and once a month passed they officially adopted me as there own daughter instead of just a foster child. They had a two-story house with lots of rooms. 4 guest rooms, 3 rooms, one for Mr. and Mrs. Rodriguez, one for Alex, and one for me, a library, a game room, a kitchen, a living room, a dining room, a exercise room, and a swimming pool with a slide and a small diving board. All my injuries were gone though if you looked closely enough you could see a few scars. My room was in the second floor and when I had nothing to do and wasn't hyper I would think of disadvantages of being in the floor normally it was during the night and it normally resulted in me creeping up to Alex's room. Oh, silly me, here I am telling, well thinking, about my family and yet you know nothing of me. I am pretty much average I'm 14 years old and turning fifteen in December 11, a few days from now, I have long brown wavy hair that reaches just under my shoulders, I have chocolate brown eyes and wear contacts because I was not used to wearing glasses. To my dismay, I have a rather large chest C-cup to be exact. Anyway, back to the main subject, like on countless nights where I imagine all the disadvantages I was found in the dark hallways creeping toward the last door to the left in the hallway. I opened the door and found Alex in his bed sleeping. I creeped up next to him and shook him gently he opened his eyes slowly and stared at me.

"You got bored?" He asked sleepily, and I nodded. He scooted to the side and made room in the bed for me. By now, he was used to being woken up by me.

"You really have to find a new way to get rid of your boredom. What do you do that makes you so scared that you can't sleep alone?" He asked.

"Do you really expect me to answer that?" I asked. He stared at me for a second.

"No I don't." He answered sadly. So I climbed into the bed and fell asleep facing the wall.

The next morning

I woke up early as usual. Alex was still sleeping facing away from me to the opposite wall. I smiled and got up then started to do a few unnoticeable changes to his room. At least they would be unnoticeable to someone that was half-awake. I smirked at his sleeping form and left the room and into the kitchen. Janet Rodriguez was there making breakfast.

"Hello, Leslie. You're up early." She said to me gently and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm always up early mom." I said.

"You called me mom." She said with pleasure and surprise in her voice.

"Yes I did. You adopted me 3 months ago. And I certainly think of you as my mom." I answered with a smile and the next nanosecond I was being in a bone-crushing hug, which was interrupted with a shout from upstairs. Janet looked shocked then gave me a knowing look. Before she could even open her mouth, Alex came out and looked around the kitchen. He was covered with white feathers and a red glove was on his head. I imagine that he removed the birthday hat from his mouth though. I shrieked and ran toward the door.

"IT'S THE OUTER SPACE CHICKEN! IT WANTS TO HURT ME!" I screamed as I opened the door and ran out into the backyard with an angry Alex chasing me trying to get me. Over next door my neighbor a short gangly guy woke up at the noise and looked out the window.

"It's too early for them to be hyper." He murmured and went back to sleep. So I guess you can say this happens often. Despite all the pranks that I pulled on Alex, he, Janet, and Frank still loved me as a member of there family. To my relief Alex enjoys pranks even when they are played on him. Unfortunately, he also loves to play them on people, just last week I woke up to find myself on the ceiling with one arm and both legs tied to the ceiling. How he managed that I don't know. He didn't tie one of the hands so that I could manage to free myself. Good to say that later that day he found himself walking into his room to trip on a plastic string that was clear and landing face first into a pie that unleashing the trigger and getting him caught in a net. He was startled and it took him a moment to realize that there was a sheathed dagger in the pie so that he could set himself free. Yes, when we pull a prank on each other we normally leave something hidden for them to find and manage to get out of the trap. So, yeah he was chasing me around the pool until I accidentally slipped on one of the tiles and plunged headfirst into the deep side of the pool. I got a lung full of water and swam to the surface as quickly as possible as soon as my head was out of the water I saw Alex looking at me with worry in his face. I made it to the edge where I started to cough rapidly and he bent down and picked me up then put me on one of the chairs for tanning.

"You ok?" Alex asked and I nodded once I stopped coughing.

"Good. Now, how do I get these feathers off?" He asked and I started coughing again. It took him a moment to realize that I was laughing and not coughing since there was still a little water in my lungs.

"Just pour some water in the parts where the feathers are. I don't think I need to tell you how to take off the glove.

A/n: Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Sorry it isnt very long.