Chapter 1- Mirror, Mirror.

Sarah sighed and packed away her Discman. After much driving they had finally arrived at their hotel in New Zealand. She knew it would be one scenic tour after the other if her mother had her way so she had come ready with loads of c.d's and books. She dumped her bag in her room and rolled over to go to sleep. It had been a boring day. On the plane after waiting for hours at the airport, then driving around the city. All of this boring stuff had completely worn her out. She fell asleep fully dressed.

Her mother shook her awake at what seemed to be 3 o'clock.

"Wake up and have a shower. We're going for a picnic today."

Sarah groaned but obeyed anyway. They all piled into the car once again. Her mother tapped her fingers on the dashboard for no apparent reason and her father was singing along to a tune on the radio. They're trying to kill me, thought Sarah. She turned up the volume on her Discman.

They finally reached the picnic spot. Sarah jumped out of the car and dumped her backpack on the table.

"At least the view's good." She muttered. Her parents didn't here her. She was about to complain when something red caught her eyes.

"Where are you going, Sarah?" yelled her mother

"Just over here…" she replied, still wondering what that red object was. She was now out of her parents sight and grateful for it.

She gaped at what she saw. An exact image of her. The blonde hair spilled down to her shoulders in waves. Her skin was pale and hardly touched by the sun. Her ice-blue eyes were wide and sorrowful but they pale brown freckles that covered her nose contradicted it. She stood to her full height; her broad shoulders were back as she walked towards Sarah cautiously. It was an exact copy.

She wore a flowing red dress that made her look like royalty but a set of knives hung from her belt and there was something about her that seemed arrogant. Sarah stepped towards her hesitantly. Her clone stepped forward with a smile. The wind blew her hair away from her face so that Sarah caught a glimpse of her ears. They were slender and pointed.

Sarah had her mouth wide open but the clone just smiled.

"You-You're an elf…"

The clone raised her hand. Sarah did the same. As they're fingers made contact, she could feel a power surge through her. White light illuminated from their fingertips and Sarah winced at the sudden pain she felt. The pain grew and grew until Sarah felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.

"Wake." A voice was speaking to her. Sarah rose and winced at the pain. She looked at her hand, now burnt and calloused. Her sleeve was different. It was red. As she stood up she found that the dress on the clone was now on her. She was sitting up in a green garden, full of flowers and singing birds. A lady of fair beauty looked down to her, she looked confused and worried.

"Rise. What happened? I thought you were a bit ill, but then you collapsed…" the woman's voice trailed off. Sarah ignored it and stared at her surroundings. Is it possible that when she had touched her clone, they had switched places? She groaned at the thought of what she might do in her body.

Well that was a confusing thought, she thought.

The woman saw her confusion and repeated, "Are you all right?"

Who was this woman and where did the clone come from.

This is Arwen. You've known her since you were children. Best friends, until the very last sunset. Sarah blinked as this wave of recognition hit her. But how could she know this?

Then it dawned on her. She and the clone hadn't swapped. They had joined together.

That would explain the pain, she thought as she stared at her hand.

Arwen finally noticed it and spoke. "That must have been a nasty fall. I think you're in shock."

"Where-Where am I?" she asked shakily.

"The house of Elrond. With me, Arwen. Best friends? Remember?"

"I recall you but I feel so tired…"

"Of course. You will go inside and rest." Arwen helped her to her feet and led her inside the grand house. Their shoes made the floor echo with their footsteps. The echoes seemed to grow louder and louder as they hit her headache. She collapsed into the bed willingly and slept soundly.

A/N- I know, a very short chapter. I'm not sure if I should keep writing this though. I promised a Lord of the Rings fanfic but this isn't the one… you'll just have to hang on for a little longer! I'm really tired right now but if I get some positive reviews (hint, Hint!) then I'll probably continue. It doesn't really have a plot yet… send in heaps of ideas!