CHAPTER ONE - ACCIDENT

Biology is a pretty good subject once you get past the amount of words you have to learn. You would hope that the teachers would have a good understanding of these words, know them through and through since they comprise the very backbone of biology. Unfortunately Mr Brae can't even remember what he had for breakfast, let alone something he studied in university when he was still in his *youth*. Therefore, we have not learned anything this term in his lessons and on that note, we join our characters.

Chrissie sits absently twirling a pen on the table, humming the tune of something nobody's ever heard of, getting very angry when the pen falls to the floor from lack of concentration.

Fred (The Oracle) sits pondering life's more troublesome questions next to her, frequently looking at her watch constantly.

Kelly sits on the next seat up, slightly bopping to a tune only she can hear and listening to the voices suggest ideas for her next Fanfic.

Fred gets up to go to the bin and throw away that menacing bit of wax from her table, but just before she can get back, Kelly shouts: "What is Gil-Galad in the common tongue?"

Fred does a little star-jump bounce and says in complete happiness, "Starlight."

Mr Brae finally arrives in the classroom, absently scratching his head looking whilst thinking where his glasses are. He picks them out of his pocket and begins the lesson.

*** "So you see class." He said, rocking backwards and forwards slightly. "This molecule is clearly a hydrocarbon called.well I'm not entirely sure. I will look it up and tell you next lesson."

"My arse." Kelly whispers to no one in particular.

"So since this.molecule is a hydrocarbon, what is it useful for?"

The class sits in silence and stares back at him. Mr Brae stares at the ceiling for a moment, then begins talking about photosynthesis.

"So what is the name of the chemical that promotes photosynthesis?"

The entire class remains blank. This was supposed to be a lesson on enzymes. Mr Brae spies an unfinished experiment in the corner of the room and thinks of it as an escape. Instantly, what has been a light drizzle for the last hour mutates into a torrential downpour, thunder and lightning attached. Fred and Kelly turn and glare at Chrissie.

"What? I didn't do anything." Chrissie said innocently. Fred smiled and nodded. Chrissie had been known to bring on rain storms when she was pissed off.

Mr Brae brought the half finished experiment onto the table and gestured for the class to gather round. They came reluctantly and stood at a cautious distance.

"It seems as if someone has been making fireworks. Is there anyone that would like to finish the experiment?"

Kelly's hand shoots in the air. Mr Brae looks cautiously around the room for anyone else. Last time Kelly had done an experiment she'd taken the top off a table. Reluctantly he gestured for her to begin.

"Now just one spoonful of this powder in the conical flask will, when added to ammonia cause a violent reaction. Go ahead, Kelly."

Kelly spooned a large tablespoon in and as Mr Brae turned to fetch the ammonia from the gas cupboard, poured in about half the pot. Chrissie and Fred took three large steps back.

Mr Brae poured a healthy amount of ammonia into a beaker and offered it to Kelly. She took it gladly and tipped it in straight away. At first nothing seemed to happen, then a massive explosion rocked the science lab. When the smoke cleared, what was left of the class got out from under the tables and brushed the ash and dirt from their clothes. Mr Brae looked around the room. There seemed to be several members of the class missing. Obviously not realising which ones, he shook his head and dismissed the class. He needed a whiskey.

***

Fred got up and began brushing off her clothes. She was gonna kill Kelly when she saw her. She reached absently for her work behind her, but when she looked there was nothing but a tree stump. She turned around slowly, taking in her surroundings. She was in a forest, a really dense scary forest actually. A twig snapped to her right and she jumped, her hand raising to her heart and spun around towards it. There was nothing there.

She walked towards the noise and something sticky touched her right arm. Thinking it was a bug or something, she swatted it with her left arm; unfortunately for her, that was no bug. Her other arm became to stuck to it. It was a giant spider web and she seemed to be caught in it. Another twig snapped, on her other side this time. Something snapped into place in her mind. Spiders, forest, webs = Mirkwood.

"Hey," She shouted up to the sky. "No fair, I haven't even read the hobbit!"

***

Chrissie sat up and rubbed her head, her fingers automatically reaching to brush her fringe from her eyes. Kelly was so dead. She looked around her. This wasn't Mr Brae's classroom, hell this didn't even look like Wiltshire. Trees bent in around her and she almost jumped out of her skin when she spied a stone troll sat behind her. If she didn't know better, she'd say this was.but that was impossible. Kelly may blown up most of the classroom, but how could she blow her all the way to.Middle Earth? But, she was stuck here, in Middle Earth.

"Wow! This is so great! All I've got to do now is find Frodo and everything will be absolutely perfect." If she ever met Kelly again, which she probably wouldn't (and that was a good thing to her thinking), she swore to buy her a drink.

Chrissie had a quick look around her and was just heading out when she heard loud hooves galloping behind her. A black figure swung it's arm around her waist before she'd even blinked and hoisted her into the saddle behind it. The figure was wearing a long black cloak and seemed to have no face. *Shit"* Chrissie thought. Getting captured by a Ringwraith was not the best start in her quest to marry Frodo.

*** Kelly yawned and opened her eyes. After nearly blowing up the science lab, she'd retreated under what felt like a table. She'd stayed there for a while, thinking that Chrissie and Fred would probably be after her blood. It being dark and her being tired, she didn't resist the sleepiness that took over her. Nobody seemed to be kicking her out of wherever she was, so it seemed to be a perfect opportunity to catch a nap. If this still happened to be Mr Brae's lesson, well, he stunk as teacher anyway.

She looked around her and didn't argue with what her eyes told her. She was in Middle Earth. In fact, she was in Mordor. Of all the stinking places in Middle Earth to appear in, she had to end up in the one place that was only metres from the most feared adversary of the free peoples of Middle Earth in millennia. Although it may have been impossible for her to be in Middle Earth, the impossible frequently happened around Kelly, so she had come to accept it.

Playing one of her favourite games, the stalking game, she picked what looked like an intelligent orc and began following it. She tried to blend into the scenery, hoping against hope that all those hours of stalking people in town had been useful for something.

"YOU! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!"

Kelly froze and tried to make herself very small as she heard pounding footsteps behind her.