AN: Thank you guys so much for reading and reviewing my story! I am so excited to be getting feedback.
Review responses:
Will zona: thank you so much! I will be combining both information from the books and the movies, as I am a huge fan of both, but I will be keeping to the books mostly because they include much more detail about after the war.
Mandyrin: thanks a ton, and also as for the part about her arm, sorry it didn't seem like she noticed it right away. It just seemed like a while before she noticed because it takes a lot of space to write what she is thinking even though it really happened within a few moments. Thanks for pointing that out! I love it when people notice things I didn't so I can acknowledge them.
Anyway, sorry for the long AU, here's the next chapter!
After walking towards where she thought the road was for about fifteen minutes, Elena decided to stop for the night. She was feeling especially tired after the excitement from earlier, plus she was starting to lose a lot of blood. Her stomach grumbled as she started gathering wood to make a fire. I've got to find some food, she thought. The only thing she could think of to eat was some kind of meat, like a rabbit or something. The thought occurred to her that she should have taken some of the Warg, but it quickly passed as that would be almost as disgusting as eating an orc. Then I would be equal to Gollum, she thought with a chill.
Once she had piled up enough wood, she came across the problem of lighting it. She couldn't rub sticks together with only one hand, and the sun was just about gone so forget her magnifying glass. Staring at the ground in frustration, she noticed a sharp-looking stone. Picking it up, she realized it was quartz. She grabbed her sword and knelt by the wood pile. Please let this work. She grasped Sting between her knees and started striking it with the rock. After a few tries, she finally managed to get a few sparks, but missed the kindling. Adjusting the angle, she struck it a few more times, and finally got it to light. Blowing on it gently, she got a small blaze going, which soon lit the thin pieces of wood. Yes! I've got to remember this trick. And keep this rock.
When Elena was sure the fire was going strongly, she looked through her backpack, trying to find anything that might be useful. Digging down, she triumphantly found a squashed granola bar that must have been in there for weeks. Good thing I haven't cleaned out my backpack recently! She slowly ate the bar, savoring each bite, even in its squashed state. It didn't do much to relieve her hunger, but it was better than nothing. She did take her shoelaces though and set a couple of snares out a ways from her campsite so she would hopefully have something for breakfast.
After checking her arm, only to discover it had stopped bleeding but was quite swollen, she did her best to make herself comfortable and settled down to rest. She didn't think she would get any sleep, since her arm hurt terribly and she had to keep the fire going, but she thought she could at least doze a little. Before she knew it she was asleep.
She was startled awake a couple of hours later by a noise not far into the woods. It better not be another Warg, she thought as she picked up Sting and stood up, her injured arm clutched to her side. Suddenly a voice spoke up.
"Don't be afraid, I'm a friend!" It sounded like a young man, but she still wasn't sure it was safe. After all, she had no idea what year she was in compared to the story she knew and loved. She didn't know if there was peace or not, and it was impossible to tell if he was friend or foe no matter what he said.
A shape slowly emerged into the light to reveal what looked like a ranger. Well, Elena didn't really know what normal attire for a ranger to wear was, but this man was wearing an outfit that looked similar to the one Aragorn wore in the movies.
"Who are you?" She asked, brandishing Sting straight at him.
"Perhaps I should be asking you that, as you do not seem to be from anywhere near here if your accent and clothing can be of any accurate indication. But in answer to your question, my name is Eldarion, son of Aragorn."
AN: So how was it? Sorry it is so short but I really wanted to end at that part;). Please review; like I said it really helps me improve if you point out any mistakes or faults in description. Also I love knowing what you want so I can make it more enjoyable for you to read! Also, sorry about forgetting the disclaimer last time; this is after all my first story so I'm not used to it yet. Until next time!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, or any information from other books from J. R. R. Tolkien. I do not own any of the Lord of the Rings or Hobbit movies made by Peter Jackson. In regards to the first chapter, I do not own John Flanagan's Ranger's Apprentice series.