Prologue

Once upon a time, there was a land called Middle-earth. That is were this story takes place. Naturally, in the Lord of the Rings story, the countries, such as the Shire, are about the size of Germany, and Gondor is the size of China. In this story, however, the countries are about a city size apart, because every body lives spread out and they all have to go to the same school. Which is Moria, by the way. If you don't know where all these places are, then look at a map, or watch the move. It's Ok if you don't know who the Characters are, because only the LOTR freaks here, which look in the Appendices know. Anyway, so they all go to the school, Moria. We all know this is an evil place, but it's not that bad. Sauron and Morgoth are in charge, but their not trying to destroy the world. They're just making us learn, and we all know that's punishing enough. There aren't any orcs except for Mordor, and they're Sauron's maids. Also, many of the people were different races. Such as: Hobbits, Elves, Dwarves, Men, and even talking animals, but the people of Middle-earth weren't very racist, except perhaps Elves and Dwarves. You might be wondering why people from the ages of 4 - 10 000, and parents and their own children are going to the same school. Well, I told you, this is a screwed up story, and because this is about us, and we all go to the same school...well, most of us. Some people are married too, so it's natural to have knocked up women in the school. Oh, and every time you see thins: RING! It means the bell has rung. Anyway, let's get this story started.