"Hey! What's up?" exclaimed Melody.
"Not too much, come on in!" answered Michelle, opening the door to let her friend in. Melody stepped in, and they headed off to Michelle's room to check out the book. They looked through the pages, amazed at the content the book held.
"Wow! These pictures look so...real! You know what I mean?" said Melody, pausing on a page of group pictures of the Fellowship.
"Yeah, that's what I thought, too." answered Michelle.
"Hey, look at this!" exclaimed Melody, pointing to one of the pages. It read 'Write your name(s) here:' and then had a blank space. Michelle wrote 'Michelle and Melody' in the space. Almost magically, a new space appeared, replacing the old one. 'Ages?' Michelle wrote in, '16 and 18 respectively', and another change occurred. The space read, 'Descriptions?' in its place. Michelle wrote, 'Tall, brown hair, brown eyes, swimmer's body' and then Melody wrote in 'Medium height, very skinny, turquoise eyes and lighter brown hair'. Again, the space changed. 'Any experience in sword fighting/archery or defense?' it read. Michelle wrote in 'Archery' while Melody wrote in 'Sword fighting'. It changed one last time, this time reading 'Athletic Ability?' Michelle wrote in 'Runner, swimmer' while Melody wrote in 'Cheerleading'. They waited for another change, which did not occur.
They forgot about this unusual page when they found a page with very hot pictures of Aragorn and Legolas. Suddenly, as they were admiring a page of Frodo, something sucked them in.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Where are we?" asked Melody.
"Absolutely no clue. Can you see anything?" replied Michelle, looking around but unable to see anything in the darkness. Suddenly, a rough voice called out in the darkness.
"Who goes there? I command you to halt!" it said. The two girls saw a bright light bobbing towards them, and the sound of many people trying to get through a brush.
Three figures emerged, clothed in cloaks with the hoods covering their faces, and all holding torches. The girls, shading their eyes, cowered in fear. Suddenly, they felt something drop onto their laps. Looking down, Michelle saw a bow and a quiver full of excellent arrows, and Melody found an elegant sword in an even more beautiful sheath. They prepared their weapons, then sprang up.
"You will be dead before you shoot that arrow." another, different voice called out.
"Legolas?" asked Michelle, recognizing the voice.
"Who are you, the one that knows of my name? Has Sauron sent you?" asked a shocked man.
"My name is Michelle, and no, Sauron has not sent me!" exclaimed Michelle, shocked by the thought of it.
"Michelle? That is not a human name, nor an elvish one." said the first voice. Melody gasped in surprise, then started jumping up and down.
"What is it, Melody?" whispered Michelle.
"That's Aragorn! Oh my gosh!" squealed Melody.
"Who are you?" asked Aragorn, sounding very puzzled.
"My name is Melody, and I can't believe I'm meeting you, either!"
"Neither of their names are dwarvish, either." Whispered a deeper, rougher voice, which the girls recognized as Gimli's. They saw that they were right very soon afterwards, as the three men pulled back their hoods.
"Where do you two phantoms come from?" asked Legolas.
"We are no phantoms, but real beings. We come from the year 2003." replied Michelle.
"2003..." muttered Gimli in amazement. The group of men looked at each other curiously.
"What age?" he queried, once again.
"Uh...the second age?" said Michelle, though it was more of a question, as she wasn't quite sure what to say.
"So you come from the time before? Then you must be elvish!" exclaimed Legolas.
"Unfortunately, I do not believe so. In our world, we are more advanced than you are." replied Melody. Legolas looked crestfallen.
"Well, we're not sure if we're mortals or not, however." added Michelle, trying to cheer Legolas. Obviously, it worked, as Legolas smiled.
"Well, we had better be off. Gandalf and the others shall worry." said Aragorn, sheathing his drawn sword. Legolas did the same with his bow and arrow, and Gimli returned his ax to his belt. The girls followed suit.
