DISCLAIMER: Amy and Sophie are original characters, all other characters involved in the plot belong to Tokien. The two original characters are from modern life so the vocabulary will differentiate through the story.

1) Its an alternative universe.

2) Legolas x OC

3) Aragorn x OC

4) NO SLASH! Just friendship.

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Bronzecat: I'm glad you have noticed! I have got my mother to proof read for me haha! And yes I get confused on which one to write, so thank you for pointing it out. I shall remember 'marshal' and not 'marshall' from now on! And as for the training with the bow and knifes there will be an explanation shortly in the next chapter or so! :)

GreenleafUndomiel: I though you would like that part! Hopefully you will find this chapter just as amusing! :)

DragonBlade1000: Wooo! New reviewer! Welcome! :D I'm glad your enjoying it so far, it gives me support and makes me want to write so thank you! As for who goes with who... Your just have to wait! ;) I don't want to ruin the surprise!

Zexen Knight: I hope my sentences are shorter and easier to read now. I took your comments into consideration and I hope this is better! As for the ability to shoot an arrows there will be more information about that in the following chapters! Everything will come to light soon! I am very grateful for your comments so far I have found them really useful. I hope you enjoy this chapter! :D

Chapter four

Èomer stepped forward, motioning for two of his men to arrest the girls. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Amy felt a strong grip on her wrist and she turned, forcing the guard away, narrowing her eyes. "Touch me again and I swear I will hurt you where it counts!" At this point Sophie had her fists clenched glaring at Èomer who had previously approached her.

"Get out of my face, you freak…!" Amy raised an eyebrow at her friends comment, Sophie was always so contained and calm that it was a surprise to see her irritated. Amy stepped away from the guard who had just unsheathed his sword and glanced at Sophie, whispering so only she could hear.

"How fast do you think we can run…?"

"You're joking…"

"Not this time… I don't wanna die yet…"

"Fine" Sophie rolled her eyes and took in a deep breath. "On the count of ten….?"

"Okay, start counting." Amy never took her gaze off the man in front of her; Sophie was still glaring at Èomer.

"One… Two… Three…" Sophie took slow breaths in-between each count until Amy blurted out the numbers quickly.

"Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten! Run!" The two girls turned and leapt through the small gap between the riders. Èomer could be heard shouting orders and Amy led them out of the village and into the plains once again.

"You don't even know where we're going Amy?!"

"Sophie…," she was going to say something witty back but she was right. "Well… Away from them is good enough for me!" The two girls ran pretty fast. Back at home they barely left the house; any sort of movement would usually tire them -mainly walking up the stairs - but they were still running at a fast pace and exhaustion hadn't hit them yet, which surprised them both.

They got quite far before the sound hooves echoed through the landscape.

"They have horses! With four legs…! We have two…." Sophie muttered still running alongside her best friend.

"Well thanks for pointing out the obvious there Sherlock…" Amy sighed glancing over her shoulder to see Èomer riding ahead of his army. "Look who's decided to join the party."

The girls pace quickened as they sprinted across the plains, seeing two men; well a man and what looked like a midget, come into view.

"Maybe they could help us?" Sophie looked at her friend through the corner of her eye as she spoke.

"Well…. we don't really have a choice." Amy nodded at Sophie and ran towards them waving. As they got closer they could see a man with long blonde hair and a dwarf with a ginger beard who bore an axe.

"Please you have to help us! There is a man trying to kill us!"

"They think we are bandits!" The girls stopped and turned around to see Èomer approach.

"Brilliant…" Amy placed a hand on the handle of her sword and watched the marshal dismount his horse.

"Legolas…. Gimli…." Èomer motioned for four men to arrest the girls this time. Amy felt their grips on her arms, forcing her arms behind her back to be tied. "You will be taken back to Edoras until you tell us who you are." Legolas raised an eyebrow as he watched Sophie and then Amy with curiosity. Gimli on the other hand grumbled and tightened his grip on his axe.

"Bandits? These lassies don't look like bandits to me…"

"Well dwarf, I didn't know you were an expert on the appearance of bandits." Èomer spoke down to the dwarf as the girls were pushed forward. "The ride is not far from here. Legolas, Gimli, I would like you to join me in Edoras." He paused mounting his horse. "We will be calling for Aragorn when we arrive."

Èomer walked ahead as the four guards that were used to restrain the two girls followed him into the great hall. Sophie tried pushing back her boots, losing their grip on the tiled floor and causing her to fail in the attempts to escape. Amy on the other hand walked calmly forward in front of the guards; if she slowed she would be shoved in the back with a wooden pole.

"Do you mind…?" Amy glanced over her shoulder narrowing her emerald eyes.

"Be quiet elf." Sophie turned to look at the guard raising an eyebrow; the use of the term 'elf' still confused her. Before, they were normal girls living normal lives in a normal world. But now they didn't know what was happening; it was like they had been warped back in time.

"So, I am to believe that you two girls just 'stumbled' across a bandit camp?" Èomer turned to face them a few paces in front, his voice echoing proudly through the hall.

"Are you deaf? Did you not hear us when we said it the last…" Amy paused counting in her mind "Four times?" The girls could see that Èomer wasn't happy with her comment because they were forced onto their knees, their hands tired firmly behind their backs.

"I am the King of Rohan! You will treat me with courtesy and respect!" The king stormed forward and looked down at the girls narrowing his hazel eyes.

"Respect?!" Amy scoffed and rolled her eyes looking over at her friend.

"You have hardly been treating us with 'respect' though have you?" Sophie commented looking up at him through her fringe.

"Exactly. Respect is a two way street."

Èomer growled and Legolas and Gimli entered the hall. Legolas walked gracefully towards the King but the dwarf waddled more than walked, which caused the girls to snicker quietly.

"What is so funny? You are hardly in the position to be laughing."

"Oh I'm sorry Chuckles but I forgot you were Mr 'all Doom and Gloom'." Amy said rather bluntly causing the two girls to laugh louder.

"Legolas… I don't think I can handle these two… imbeciles any longer." Èomer gazed at the blonde elf, as Legolas smiled slightly.

"The vocabulary is rather… obscure. I don't understand a lot of what they are saying." Legolas spoke quietly, as the girls began to calm down; their eyes teary from laughing too much.

"Sophie…"

"What?"

"Do you think we can get out of these ropes…?"

"I nearly am."

"Oh good so am I."

"We need to keep them distracted Gingey."

"How…?"

"Amy… You're the most sarcastic person I know. Work something out." Sophie nudged her friend as she nodded, grinning widely.

"I think I know exactly what to say." Amy winked at Sophie and turned her gaze onto Èomer, putting her most serious face on.

"My 'King', I think I want to come clean about everything…"

Èomer raised his eyebrows and stepped forward kneeling down to look at her. "That's better. Now tell me everything."

Amy took a deep breath looking down before her gaze fell upon him "We were kidnapped…"

"Kidnapped?"

At this time the two girls had nearly escaped their ties and Amy nodded nudging Sophie.

"Yes kidnapped. It was dreadful…" Sophie sniffed looking away to make it look like she was about to cry.

"We were taking a walk and out of nowhere… BAM! We had sacks over our heads and we were being dragged into the camp."

Èomer and his guards were memorised with her story and they listened intently, completely oblivious to the rope falling onto the tiles behind the girls.

"Then what happened?" The king looked down at her, noticing the rope in the corner of his eye. The two girls were free. "Guards! Grab them!"

"I don't think so!" Sophie lunged, slapping Èomer across the face, catching her hand on his hard metal helmet.

"Owwww…" Sophie pulled back gripping her hand as her face screwed up in pain. Amy was by her side glaring at the king.

"That's it! I have had enough of your crap!" Amy started shoving him back over and over again. "You have been rude and grumpy!" She shoved him again and he gripped her wrists starting to push her back.

"Sophie… Little help."

Her friend looked up and moaned slightly starting to pout. "Amy….!"

"Don't start…"

"Amy…!"

"Please don't…" Amy was now being pressed against one of the concrete pillars and Sophie was being surrounded by the four guards.

"This isn't fair…!" Sophie started to stomp her feet and moan.

"And she's off…" Amy sighed glaring at Èomer as he gazed at her friend in confusion. "See what you did? She is having a temper tantrum and it's ALL your fault."

"I despise you. I will get everything out of you and I do not care until I get the information I need!" Èomer was shouting in her face now and Amy rolled her eyes as she tilted her head to look over his shoulder, gazing at her friend who was getting more and more agitated.

"If you don't let go of me right now I swear…" she paused taking a deep breath. "I swear I will kick your ass all the way back to China."

The king narrowed his eyes and pulled her forward, slamming her back against the pillar causing her to wince in pain. Sophie had stopped whining now and started to push through the guards. She jumped onto Èomer's back, shouting in his ear.

"Leave her alone! You are such a bully!" Sophie started pulling off his helmet, hitting him in the head and pulling his hair, causing him to cry out. Legolas stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Sophie's waist and prising her off.

"Will you calm down? You're only causing more trouble for yourself and your friend." The elf moved a few paces away from Amy and the king leaving some space between them. Gimli then moved forward raising his axe, Amy's eyes widening in fear.

"Woah! Buddy put down the axe…"

Gimli growled and Èomer pinned her arms above her head with one arm. With the free arm he rubbed his head quickly, snapping it towards the doors as two figures walked in, one stepping in front of the other to speak.

"What's going on here!?" A man with dark shoulder length hair raised his voice and Èomer immediately stepped back.

"Aragorn… Faramir…. I wasn't expecting your visit until sundown…"