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Natalie's point of view
I just kind of stared at him for a moment wondering how he got here.
He was looking around with a strange look on his face. He finally came around to the mirror that sat opposite of the door to the living room.
He got this strange look on his face and started tilting his head and rubbing face. It was actually funny, it kind of reminded me about a documentary on Animal Planet about parrots and mirrors but it stopped being funny when he touched the mirror. Can you believe he had the audacity to touch it?! I mean come on he should have known that some one would have to clean it!!!
Okay wait a second I need to re-think this....
I have a strange man wearing some really strange clothing, which seemed some what familiar but I'll get back to that later. I need to do something about this.
"Ummmm, excuse me, sir?" I asked timidly.
He was still entranced with the mirror when I said this and before I knew what had happened there was a very sharp, very shiny and potentially dangerous sword putting pressure on my wind pipe.
I took two steps back and the sword followed me every inch of the way.
Ohhhh man I need a miracle and fast!
"What are you doing in the woods..." He said this in a very melodic voice but had a force behind it up until the point the he realized he wasn't in the "woods..."
He had this forlorn look on his face as he lowered his sword (I was more than a little happy about this.). I just stood there trying to think of some thing to say.
I was saved by the bell (forgive the cliché) when he asked, "Where exactly am I?"
"You are in the piedmont of North Carolina, to be exact." I said this very matter of factly thinking that even the dumbest kid in school knew that.
Wait a moment maybe he was a burglar and wanted....
Before I completed the thought the power came back, the light flickered on and off for about a minute.
During that time I noticed that I noticed that the man was having a panic attack or something like that so I clubbed him on the back of the head with my flash light!
He promptly blacked out.
A said a small prayer after this, "Thank you Lord for having a discount on the police flashlights." I said this very sincerely because I don't think a regular dollar store flashlight could have done the job.
Haldir's point of view
There was a sudden flash and I was left standing in a dark room, a light turned on in front of me but I paid no heed to it. I was more concerned about my surroundings, I turned around still stunned and in a gaze when I saw another elf!
Wait that can't be right I was alone in the woods...no it was my self!
I had only seen my reflection once or twice in the Lady's mirror. Is that what this was?
I reached my hand out and touched the smooth clean surface. It felt like glass cool to the touch and smooth with out any flaws, nothing at all like Lady Galadriel's watery mirror that was always shifting. This one stayed constant.
"Ummmm, excuse me, sir?" asked a young girls voice.
Before I knew it my sword was out and touching her throat, one can never be to careful now and days. Too many dangers were entering the woods as Sauron grew in strength.
"What are you doing in the woods..." I couldn't finish my sentence it was beyond me. My throat constricted. I wasn't home; I was in a strange human dwelling. A feeling of great loss and sadness came over me. What if I never saw home again? No time to have self pity, I must find a way back home.
"Where exactly am I?" I asked this very afraid of what the answer would be.
"You are you in the piedmont of North Carolina, to be exact." She said this very matter of fact like everyone on Middle Earth should know it.
But it was the wrong answer.
Without warning bright lights flashed on and off.
Witchcraft was all I could think as an exploding pain erupted in the back of my head and then everything became black.
Natalie's point of view
WhatdoIdo?whatdoIdo?WhatdoIdo?
Okay, I'll call Ozzy; he'll know what to do. I ran over to the phone carefully avoiding the unconscious body and crossing into the living room.
I picked up the phone on the side table and dialed the number for Ozzy's house.
Wait! I should have dialed the number to is cell phone, too late it was ringing.
"Hello?" It was Anne, damn't could I not just have a little bit of luck?
"Hi, Anne can you put your brother on the phone?"
"Yeah but he might break it."
"Hah! Very funny, let me talk to him."
"Chill. OSWALD!!!!!" She let this out in a large bellow once again right into the phone. Talk about "chill".
"Hey, Natalie, what's up?" he must have picked the upstairs phone.
"Yeah, I need you to come over here."
"Why?"
"There is an emergency." Great what type of emergency?
"What type of emergency?"
"Our tomatoes are dying!" Not bad, I should become an actress.
"What?! Have you watered them?"
"No, I need you to help make the solution. I spilled it while I was trying to water the tomatoes. Yeah that's it." I am too good almost to cool for school. Oh, if you are wondering about the tomatoes they are our science project. We are trying to find a way to find a way to grow tomatoes in Cambodia.
"Give me five minutes."
"Thanks a lot Ozzy"
"No problem. Bye."
"Bye."
5 minutes later...
The door bell rang.
I stepped over the unconscious man while making my way over to the door. The door bell rang again.
"Coming Oz," I whispered not wanting to disturb the sleeping man. Last thing I wanted to do was to wake him up.
I opened the door and Ozzy stepped in.
"What...who is that?" He walked over to the unconscious man and looked at him really hard.
"I don't know who he is. He kind of popped up after the power went out."
"The power went out?"
"Yeah, I knocked over the end table with the Fanta bottles on it. The Fanta spilled onto the plug socket and the power went out. Then that guy over there," I pointed to the unmoving man, "popped up and I hit on the back of the head with my dad's flashlight"
"Oh." Oz just kind of looked at me for a moment. "How long has he been out?"
"About 15 minutes now."
"If you haven't killed him he should start to wake up any many minute."
"Great what should we do?"
"Maybe pull him onto the couch."
"Okay."
We dragged him by his arms into the living room and onto the couch. He weighed a lot and it took a good five minutes to drag him across the living room and onto the couch.
"Now we wait for him to wake up. You want to know something? He looks really familiar. Like someone out of Lord of the Rings." Ozzy just stood there looking at him.
"You know I think your right I wondering where I recognized him from."
As I finished my sentence he started to stir.
Author's Note:
Thank you guys so much for reviewing, I really appreciate it and I hope you read the rest of the story. Send me your addresses and I'll get those geckos sent out.
Chapters 1 and 2 are going to be a little bit boring and it was down right painful for me to write this one because it seems to go so slow. But no worries it picks up next chapter. I am sorry about the horrible ending but that was the best place I could think to leave it at without writing another chapter. I am going to try to get chapter 3 up in the next couple of days I already have ideas for it. Plus everything will get a thousand times more interesting since Haldir is about to wake up! And one more thing this will not be a romance story. Just so you know. That would be just down right creepy. But who knows what could happen in a sequel.
Natalie's age will come up in the next chapter but if you must know she is around 16 or 17. Plus if anything about high school seems out of place me know, I live in the middle of jungle so I am home schooled thus I only know what I've seen on tv and movies.
Sorry it took me so long to post again, my parents just divorced and I had to go visit my dad. He lives on sail boat so no Internet or computers. But don't worry it won't be happening for a while it is not as fun as it seems on tv to live on a boat and a 5 hour bus ride does not help.
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