Hello all! This is my story, titled "Dae en'Naur". Now- this will most likely end up being a Mary-sue, but maybe not. This is a doubles self-insertion of one of my best friends Amber and I (Jacque, pronounced Jackie, I am a girl. It's short for Jacqueline. It is not "Zha-kh". That is a French guy's name. Yeah.). Anywhosit, um, this is, I guess an tenth and eleventh walker story, but it's going to take a little bit to get there. This not canon, I mean, seriously. Two MI, US of A girls land in ME, freak several races out, yadda yadda yadda. I guess it'll be closer to the movie that anything; I haven't quite decided. Amber didn't write this, however, I do have permission to create her character as I see fit.

DISCLAIMER!

Amber, Jacque, and any names you do not recognize belong to me. Nessa is a real Valië. Well, real as in, from J. R. R. Tolkien's works. Obviously, nothing of his belongs to me, so this is my disclaimer. The creek belongs to me, and so does JGL (Gypsy) (well, actually, she belongs to Amber.) and DeN is a figment of my over-active imagination. Dae en'Naur, however, is Elvish, and therefore belongs to Tolkien. This disclaimer applies to the whole story. Oh, and "Kavorkian Scarf" and "Pill-Z" are a reference to "Foamy the Squirrel" cartoons by Mr. Mathers- i wIll pReSS, or however you do that thing.

I would like to say now that each character speaks the language they grew up learning, with the exception of Jacque and Amber. (It's explained later, if anyone needs more clarification, just let me know.) So, yeah, enjoy. Oh! Updates will be whenever, I dunno. I'm in high school, so, well, I'll probably get most of it done during Health (heh heh heh.). And study hall. Umm... I'll try to update as frequently as possible.

Feedback is welcomed with open arms! I'll try to keep the A/Ns limited to my bio. However, sometimes, there are words and stuff I'll explain at the end of each chapter. So... yeah. I think that's it. Enjoy! Oh, and flame me if you want- but it's your time you are wasting by choosing to read my story.

In the fall, the leaves become splashes of beauty and sparks of color. Amber and Jacque crashed through the fallen autumn leaves on their horses- Jordan Gypsy Legacy (Nicknamed Gypsy) and Dae en'Naur (Which means "shadow of fire" in Elvish.) Jacque is your typical manic-obsessive fan girl of Lord of the Rings, Amber- well, she puts up with her.

The pounding of hooves on autumn ground matched their heartbeats- and with every twitch of the horses' muscle, a jolt of adrenaline swept through the four bodies, pumping hearts and minds even faster. They came to a stop at a small creek, letting the horses nuzzle the water in an attempt to calm down.

Amber hopped off in one swift motion and glanced over towards Naur and Jacque. Jacque dangled by an ankle from one of the stirrups for a split second until Naur smacked her into Gypsy and left an incredibly confused Jacque on the ground, rubbing her Aris and glaring at the horse's behind.

Amber laughed, remarking, "You suck," as she extended her hand to help Jacque get up.

Jacque, still dazed, stared at the hand until Amber smacked her with it and caused her to jump up yelling, "You're lucky that I can't win a race and dismount properly, otherwise I would have won and dismounted… properly…"

"Jacque, you have about as many brains as a rock."

"Well, that must be a very intelligent rock you're referring to if it can match my I.Q."

"That was the lames comeback ever."

"Was not!"

"I stand corrected."

"You know what? I refuse to argue with someone of your troglodytic intelligence."

"Shut up."

"You shut up!" Suddenly, Gypsy turned, nudging Amber into the creek. "Hey! Not funny!" Amber spluttered over Jacque's laughter.

"Are you cold? I could get you a Kavorkian Scarf!"

"Jacque, shut up."

"Jeeze, even Pill-Z isn't cheering you up, grumpy-frump."

"Well, really there's only one thing what'll cheer me up." Amber hinted.

"And that is…?" Jacque trailed off, waiting for a response.

"This!" With a bark of laughter, a scream, and a large tug, Jacque broke the calm water of the creek.

"Ugh! I challenge you… to a splashing duel!"

"Ack! Spft! No!"

"Hahahaha! I am victorious!"

"Not for long, you sinister fiend!"

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As they lay on the bank of the creek, attempting to wring out the shirts that remained on their "Totally-hot-we-don't-go-skinny-dipping-we-go-chunky-dunking" bods (as they affectionately refer to them), Jacque looks at Amber and sidles over to her, saying "You, know, I am so glad we brought our camping equipment. You said we wouldn't need it, oh no, we'll be back by dark. Ha! I hate to say I told you so, but… I told you so! I told you so I told you so I told you so!"

"Oh yes, Grand Exalted Lord and Master of all knowledge, you are always right about everything."

"Well, I'm glad you finally realized that!"

"You're pathetic."

silence

"Jacque?"

more silence

"Ok, Jacque, you can stop now. This isn't cool, you're freaking me out. Jacque?"

the silence continues, which is very odd- Jacque is never completely silent.

Amber spun around to the sight of Jacque staring at the edge of the forest (which was not there before they fell into the creek), jaw dropped and wearing her "Oh my goodness I am so stunned beyond belief words cannot describe it so I have to wear this expression" expression. Amber sopped over to her in the still dripping outfit and conked her on the head.

Jacque blinked.

Three more thwacks and half a canteen of water brought her to her senses.

"Aaaaaaaammmmmber?"

sigh "Yes, Jacque?" Amber replied, patronizingly.

"I don't think we're in Michigan anymore."

Amber looked at her for a second, then burst out in belly laughs.

"What? I was being serious!" She stamped her foot, which caused Amber to laugh harder. "What is it?" This went on until Jacque said "Amber! Shut up and look to you left! Sigh No, Amber, your other left! There." Amber then assumed Jacque's earlier expression as she stared at the forest that had just recently appeared. As in, like, five minutes ago recently. A heavenly figure glided out of the forest as Amber and Jacque were blinded by the bright light emanating from this… goddess. That was really the only word for her; no other term matched her angelic and commanding aura.

Jacque broke, actually, shattered the silence with an intelligent "Wha… who… you… the trees… bright light… are- are you a goddess?" Jacque stuttered.

Her voice was like a soft song, slow and gentle as the summer breeze; her giggles rang in the mortals' heads as she replied, "As a matter of fact, yes." Her laughter was like- as cheesy as it sounds, wind chimes. "I am what they call Nessa, the Valië of joy." She said in her breathy voice.

Amber continued to stare. Jacque was the first to come to her senses and smack Amber on the arm, making her start, but not enough to bring her to her complete senses. Jacque, bowing, muttered, "Amber! Bow! We are in the company of a goddess!" Amber continued to stand until Jacque flung her arm out into Amber's stomach, causing her to double over. Jacque sniggered, earning a glare from Amber. "It is an honor to stand in your presence." Jacque said regally, yet filled with awe.

Amber stood and said, "Yeah. You're really cool.", mentally kicking herself. Jacque's shoulder shook as she repressed her laughter. Amber thought 'Oh, see, this is not fair. Jacque is incredibly clumsy and is constantly idiotic until it counts. I'm completely fine until it counts, and then I turn into Jacque.'

Jacque watched Amber's face shift through expressions- embarrassment, self-anger, outward anger, and finally that outward anger being directed at Jacque. Jacque focused on the Valië, who had watched the whole scene with mild amusement. Amber reined in her glare and smiled faintly at Nessa, who returned the expression.

"You have much you have yet to learn, of yourselves, each other, and the new world you have arrived in. I can only give you the… tools… necessary to gain this knowledge." She said, searching for the correct words at times. "I grant both of you the fluency of all Middle Earthen dialects," At this, Amber's eyes widened and Jacque sucked in a sharp breath, surprise apparent on their faces. Nessa nodded, and continued. "I also grant each of you this." Suddenly a beautiful opal appeared around Amber's wrist on a golden chain, with several charms hanging off of it, each of a metal that was similar to silver, yet so much more elegant and perfect; around Jacque's neck there materialized an opal of the same quality on a golden chain, with several smaller precious stones in the place of the metal charms. They stared at the beautiful jewelry, both thinking how incredibly pathetic their finally dried workout clothes looked and felt compared to the bracelet and necklace. Nessa laughed, and said, "Yes, those clothes will never do."

Both blinked, looked down, and realized they were clad in beautiful shimmering dresses, smiled, frowned, and then exclaimed, "We can't wear this in Middle Earth! We'll never be able to do anything!"

Nessa's perfect features resembled surprise for a moment, and then she said, "Perhaps… yes. Tunics would be much more suitable."

"Thank you." Much nicer, thanks." Amber and Jacque replied at the same time.

Nessa giggled again, and looking at each of them in turn said, "And to Amber I present this." The Valië flicked her wrist and an item appeared in front of Amber's face.

After recovering from the shock, Amber gingerly reached out and touched it, then gently retrieved it from the sphere of light surrounding it. As she examined it, she gasped and said, "Jacque! This is- I mean- Oh my goosh! Oh my goosh oh my goosh! It's- I can't believe- I love it!"

"Well, what is it?" Jacque interrupted.

"It's a- Oh, it's easier to see than explain." She replied holding it up for Jacque's inspection. Her eyes grew to the size of saucers.

"A… wow. A- I just- I see what you mean." She stuttered, looking at the crystal. Now, the crystal on its own probably wouldn't have been so awe-inspiring, it was more what was inside the crystal. "It's showing your mom and dad. But- why would you want a little magicky-thingy to see them unless.." she trailed off, looking worried. She turned to Nessa, whispering, "We're not going home for a very, very long time, are we?"

Nessa's expression changed to one of sorrow, silently answering Jacque's question.

"Are we going to… die here?" Jacque's voice sounded as frightened and sad as Amber looked.

Nessa's expression remained sad, yet hope rang through her voice as she replied, "Yes, but you are also going to live here. Know that your lives will never return to what they once were."

Jacque and Amber looked towards the ground as Amber held her crystal close. Nessa continued.

"Jacque, to you I bequeath this. You will know its purpose in due time, my young one. Amber, you shall understand the importance of your gift soon as well." She said lightly, succeeding in bringing a little more life to the lost teenagers. "Please, remember, both of you, that you are each other's… rock. Together, you can overcome anything. And! Do not forget that the Valar smile upon both of you- ask and you shall receive!" Nessa said, fading into the misty forest.

Jacque looked down at her gift, and realized that it was a tiara. A tiara made of… "Amber! It's mithril! Your charms- my gift- they're so shiny! They're obviously made of the same material- it's mithril!" She tugged the ponytail holder off of her wrist and pulled her dark brown, shoulder length, curly hair into a low ponytail, setting the mithril crown atop her head. She scrunched her nose and glanced at Amber, joking, "I knew I was a princess."

Amber smiled at Jacque's comment and the contrast between her childish expression and her regal posture. Jacque always carried herself with pride, that was nothing new. It was just- something about her has changed. Amber began thinking as she toyed with her crystal. "Oh my goosh, Jacque! How are we going to defend ourselves?"

"Well, they better not mess with me. I have been trained in the ancient art of Kung Fu, Tae Kwon Do, and Chinese Checkers! Don't mess with me!"

Both collapsed into giggles, worries forgotten, and then simultaneously looked up, exclaiming, "The horses!"

They turned back to the edge of the creek, and were relieved to see that Gypsy and Naur were standing calmly next to the girl's equipment. They saddled up the horses, looked at each other, got on (not without much trouble from Jacque and Naur- "Urgh! How do you do that? You're like a friggin' person who jumps on horses all the time!" "Real intelligent, Jacque." "Yeah, well, you know, there's just not enough analogies for a person like you."), and headed to the edge of the forest.

Jacque nudged Naur into the forest and Amber followed, remarking as they traveled deeper and deeper into the mist, "I guess we should just wander through here until we happen upon some- AAH!" She skidded to a stop right before impaling herself on the arrow that was pointed at her face. She looked down the weapon to see a person with pointy ears on the other end. She fainted.

Jacque watched in horror as the bow-wielding maniac came out of nowhere, and Amber slid off her horse (fainting does absolutely nothing for one's horse-riding skills.). Jacque glared and began to yell at the bow-wielding maniac (which, in retrospect, probably was not the smartest thing to do), "What is your problem? We come in peace! WE COME IN PEACE! She's 15 and you whip out something pointy and shove it in her face? I'm 14; are you going to pull out a big, pointy stick and shove it in my face too?" She shifted in her saddle, and out of the corner of her eye saw the arrow pointed in her face, looked back at the first bow-wielding maniac, and promptly fainted.

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