The Fellowship *Revised*

Disclaimer: Recognisable characters are Tolkiens's, the others belong to the people they are.

A/N: Blah-di-dah.This is a getting-quite-popular-people-dropped-into-Middle- Earth-type fic. Fo, Shu, anyone Silei and I know who is reading this, just don't kill us, K? A joint work between the two of us, seeing as neither is that good at writing.People featured, I hope you won't mind usage of nicknames. If you really do we'll change it. Or if you would rather prefer us not to use real names.

~Into Middle Earth~

It was a hot, sultry Wednesday in the tiny inconspicuous island of Singapore. And *all* the air conditioners in Raffles Girls' Secondary (RG for short), weren't working. Which meant no air-con after PE. Silei and Diana were aiming javelins at each other. So much for the teacher shouting out safety rules in the background. In a nearby classroom, Pris was asleep.

Meanwhile, a matter of miles away at Nanyang Girls' High (or NY), life was *slightly* better. Actually, it was a lot better. The girls there were having recess. Fo, Shu, and Nez were throwing netballs at each other, soon to be joined by Claire, Gwen, and Sara. It seemed a nice, normal Wednesday. It wasn't going to stay so.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ " I'm beat."

Silei threw herself into a chair in the extremely stuffy classroom that was devoid of air conditioning. Against Singapore's summer, the puny four fans dangling from the ceiling were quite very useless. It was now Higher Chinese. Boring old Chinese. Boring teacher. Within five minutes into the lesson Silei was busy with her History notes and Diana was reading under the desk (trademark of her).

"What the -"

Silei blinked. She could have sworn that the air around had suddenly cooled. A lot. And it wasn't raining. The ceiling had turned from nasty olive green into tree-leaf green. The walls were turning brown and seperating into rods. The bare concrete floor evolved into grass.

The two found themselves sprawled onto the floor as the tables and chairs dissapeared with a loud popping noise. Then, as suddenly as the change had started, it stopped. Diana and Silei were sitting in a small forest clearing. Alone. Evidently, the rest had all been left behind.

"Oh Lord. What on earth was going on?"

"Where is this anyway?"

" This does not look tropical."

A red squirrel disappeared into the foliage above. Diana turned slowly to Silei.

"Unless I'm very much mistaken...We're in Europe."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Bloody freakin' hell!"

"Shurrup, Fo."

"Where.."

Polinn stood up from where she had been crumpled on the ground. Shu and Nez gave Claire a hand , and they looked about at the very dense woods surrounding them.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

In yet another part of the forest, Gwen found herself face to face with someone she had not seen for a veeeery long time.

"Pris?"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

*Mirkwood*

Legolas had been three days on the road to Rivendell, sent by his father. Mounting his light brown stallion for another day of travelling, he suddenly felt an omnious presence crash from out of the blue onto the road in front of his horse. The frightened animal reared in shock, and the elf found himself thrown to the ground...