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Chapter I: Wrong Place.

"Hey…you…FREAK…. get your ass out of the way" Mr. Nielsen yelled and honked his horn, then confused man in the middle of the rode yelped and jumped away from the large things in front of him. "Asshole!" Mr. Nielsen yelled and showed him the good old American greeting as he drew past them.

"You think that is the way they great in this place?" The green dressed man asked and mimicked the movement holding up his middle finger up in front of his face. The smaller man standing next to him, looked at him puzzled before he also lifted his finger and waived it to an elderly lady walking past them.

"My Lady, might we bid you for direction" he yelled and all three of the men waived their fingers to the old woman, who tightened her grip around her crutches and hurried away muttering something about kids these day.

"She didn`t answer" the man said and turned to his friends. Suddenly another one of these large and noisy things honked its horn, the three men jumped up, and the first one grabbed his bow and aimed it at the driver. "We need to kill this beast, it has swallowed a man!" he cried out, and the two other withdrew their weapons.

The man inside yelped in fear, and opened the door. With his hands raised and his voice trembling he muttered. "Please don't kill me, take my money…. here" he opened his pocket and emptied his valet and threw the keys on the ground in front of the tallest of the men. "You want the car? Here take it" he stuttered and started to slowly back off.

They watched him disappear, still muttered keeping his hands raised until he was out of sight.  "Your majesty, my I hear what the plan is next?" one of the small men asked, keeping his axe lifted and staring at everything that moved. People passing by them hurried up, and the cars slowed down as they looked at the strangers.

"Hmm…. Noritz if you have any suggestion, don`t hold you tongue" the young prince said as he relaxed the arm gripping his bow. Noritz furrowed his busy eye brows and scratched his hair " I think we need to find the road leading back to Rivendell" he said and looked around were a couple of trees greeted them, else they could see nothing beside the dessert of stone and concrete that greeted them, and those large and noisy animals.

"That would be my suggestion also," the other man said and leaned on the hilt of his axe staring at an old man who drove by in a tiny version of the noisy animals. The prince sighed, and let his guard drop, still holding the bow in one hand, he let the other travel trough his hair while he though.

The last thing they remembered was stepping into the wizard's lair, the next moment they were here in this strange land with people living among rocks. "Where is the lair?" he asked Noritz who shrugged "if Horizt here could keep his fingers from things…. we might not be in this situation" he said and looked at his younger brother who raised his hands in defense.

"So you are saying this is my fault?" he asked panicked and his brother nodded. "Stop bicker you two, we need to find somebody who can help us home to Rivendell" he said sternly breaking up the fight between the twins. Horizt and Noritz looked at each other and then at the young prince and then nodded.

"Of course your majesty…. but were should we start looking, it seems like nobody here wants to talk to us" The prince sighed deeply and looked around in the street. "We should at least find some water, some food and rest before we start looking for help" he said and the twins nodded.

"Okay, elf, you find the water" Horizt said and the elven prince looked at the two dwarves and sighed. Since the Fellowship had parted all those months ago, he had found that although the dwarves were a stubborn race, they had a strong sense of loyalty and were fierce fighters. So he had not objected to having them in the party what was going to set out and find the rest of the missing rings.

"We also need to concern us were the others are" he said thoughtfully and Horizt and Noritz nodded. "Yes where is our Halfling friend?" they asked and the elven prince sighed again. Halfling was a child born of man and dwarves, and they had had one with them on the journey. The halflings had the dwarfs' strength but maybe the wisdom of a man, a strong combination.

"Okay, one we find food and rest, two we find our friends and help" Noritz said and the elf prince nodded, just then they heard another scream from one of the strange animals, and they all lifted their middle finger and the man sitting inside it. He looked at them, and then he lifted both his hands to return the greeting.

"Look Legolas, we have made contact with the strangers" Horizt said cheerfully. "Yeah maybe now we can get some help" but the man inside the car opened the door and stepped out. He roared over the two dwarves and the elf prince, and Legolas took a steep back.

"This was a tall one, to tall to be human, maybe he is a half breed" Horizt muttered and grabbed his axe. "What did you call me?" the man demanded in a fierce voice and started to fold up the sleeves of his shirt.

"A half-org indeed" Noritz said and also started to search for his axe. " I am going to show you little man, what we do to people standing in the middle of the rode" the man boomed and took a steep closer roaring over them. Legolas swallowed and quickly armed his bow.

"Remember friends, we are strangers here," he muttered and the two dwarves looked at the elf and sighed. "So you mean we can not attack until he has sowed us hostility?" Horizt asked and Legolas nodded. Just then the man grabbed Noritz by his vest and lifted him high over the ground.

"For example now" the elf cried out.