PLEASE READ: This was my first attempt at proper fan fiction, and thanks to a review I received, I thought it best to edit it considering it was rather insulting. I really haven't changed anything what so ever except for the fact that when I first started writing, I switched tenses a lot. I think I've caught all of the mishaps in this chapter, and I'll be reposting the second one in just a moment. I know that I only have the fist six maybe seven chapters to redo, because my writing improved but I'm only going to change these two for now, and I will finish the other ones later. Thanks for reading!

Hey everyone! This is my first series on this site and I hope you like it. It'sbased more on the movies then on the books because it's been a while since I read the books.

Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with the Lord of the Rings it all belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien and the producers of the movie. I only own Amaris and any other character outside of Middle Earth.

Number 1: Going Camping Then Tragedy

Amaris Grant busied herself by packing her duffle bag for her camping trip with her best friend Sofia Maxwell. She folded her jeans, shorts, and t-shirts neatly into the bag. She placed her hiking boots into the bag and sighed quietly. She folded two hoodie sweatshirts, put them in the bag and was nearly finished when the phone rang.

"Hello?" she asked as she hit the talk button.

"Amaris, its Sofia. Are you just about packed?" Amaris laughed and sat down on the edge of her bed next to her duffle bag.

"Just about. What time are leaving in the morning?"

"I'd like you to be over here at 4:30 to help me make sure I've got everything in the car. You know me, I might forget something." They both laugh and Amaris laid down on her bed.

"Okay, sounds good. So, I take it you're excited to go camping?"

"Yeah, it's the first time I've ever gone. Thanks for inviting me along with you."

"No problem. It beats going out there by myself again." Amaris sat up and checked her clock. "Well, it's almost 8:30. I've got to finish packing my bag and get to bed if I'm going to be any good tomorrow."

"Yeah, I better do that too. I'm just so excited!" Amaris laughed as she stood and walked over to her dresser.

"Okay. I'll see you at 4:30."

"Yep. Good night Amar."

"Night Sofie." Amaris hung up her phone and looked into her mirror. She sighed at her reflection and pulled out her cosmetic bag. She unzipped it and opened the wood storage box on her dresser before she pulled out her home made shampoo, conditioner and body soap. Amaris made her own so she could bathe in the river without causing damage to the water supply. It was also her favorite thing to use because it is rose scented and roses were her favorite flower.

Amaris placed the three bottles inside the bag as well as several hair ties and her favorite large butterfly clip. She walked from her room and into the bathroom and put her hair brush, toothpaste, toothbrush, and sunscreen in there as well. When she was finished she walked back into her room and put her cosmetic bag into her duffle bag. She closed up the duffle bag and placed it next to her arm chair in her bedroom. Finally, she moved to her closet and grabbed an old pair of jeans that fit just right and a dark blue t-shirt, and sat them on her arm chair for the morning.

She walked out of her bedroom of her small one bedroom apartment in the suburbs of Minneapolis, Minnesota and into the bathroom. She washed up and changed into her pajamas for bed before she walked into her kitchen to get some water. She looked at the fridge and smiled at the pictures of her first grade class that she took the last day of school.

Amaris was a first grade teacher and loved every minute of it. That summer she was going on a week and a half camping trip and then when she got back she started her archery classes. As a summer job she was an archery instructor at the City Center. Her father got her into archery when she was five years old and with 21 years of experience under her belt it wasn't hard to get the job at the city center. She finished her water and went into her bedroom and sat her alarm clock for 3:00am and crawled into bed. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Amaris opened her eyes to the annoying buzzing of her alarm clock. She turned it off and reluctantly crawled out of bed. She quickly made the bed and stumbled into the bathroom. She brushed out her dark chestnut brown hair that went down to her shoulder blades in tangles before the brush finally freed them. After Amaris brushed her teeth, she crawled into a nice hot shower because that would be her last hot bath in over a week.

She washed her body and hair and stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a large towel. After she dried her body she threw her hair up in the towel and wrapped her bathrobe around her small frame. Soon, she was dressed and was practically ready, she just had to dry her hair and throw it up in a ponytail. When she finished with her hair, she went back into her bedroom and checked the clock.

"4:15. Perfect, that leaves me enough time to walk over to Sofia's and then we'll be on our way," she said quietly to herself and went to her closet. Amaris took her jacket out of the closet since it was a chilly morning out and put it on. She picked up her stuffed duffle bag and swung it around her body. She made sure everything was good to go then turned off the lights and locked up her apartment. She threw her keys into her jacket pocket and walked down the empty hallway of her building and out the main doors.

It was early Saturday morning and the streets of her suburban city were quiet. She only saw one car drive down the street while she continued on her ten minute walk. She stopped at the crosswalk to cross the street. Since there were no cars coming, she started her way across the street. All of a sudden lights were shinning on her and a horn was being honked. She screamed and the next thing she knew she was hit hard and tossed in the air. She laid on the cold paved road feeling the injuries shoot throbbing and unbearable pain throughout her body. Amaris laid there in shock and couldn't move or make a sound. She couldn't do anything but stare into the black sky wishing for the pain to stop. She heard a car door open and footsteps running towards her. Suddenly a face appears hovering over her. The panicked face of an older man about 50 with a cell phone to his ear.

"Yes. I need an ambulance to the corner of Crenshaw and 15th Avenue. I hit a woman crossing the street. Please send someone, she's hurt really bad," his voice was shaking and he paused. "No, I didn't see her until it was too late. Please hurry, I don't think she's going to make it." That was the last thing she heard because blackness surrounded her and she felt no more pain.