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So peoples, this is your Captain speaking, and I have finally overcome my laziness to put up a new chapter! Yay! Thanks to Matt, our only reviewer, 'cause he's just cool like that. So anyway here is chapter two of "The Adventure." Nikerym out.
Nikerym
Chapter Two
Thick, pea-green smoke swirled about the girls, covering them completely.
"Lizzie, where are you?" Aly called. "And for Pete's sake what did you do!"
"I'm right here." Lizzie grabbed the back of Aly's shirt, hacking because of the smoke. "And I didn't do anything! You were the one who mixed up the chemicals!"
"Well, you distracted me!" Aly retorted.
"Quit blaming me!"
"I'm not blaming!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Fine!" Lizzie sighed and threw up her hands in the green smoke. "The smoke is starting to dissipate so let's just get this place cleaned up. We can make up the rest of the project answers. We were almost done anyway."
"Oh gawd, Mrs. Relztem's gonna have a cow when she comes in here," Aly whimpered.
"You mean, if she comes in," Elizabeth replied. "Hurry and we'll clean it up before she even notices."
"All right, all right," Aly mumbled as she knelt down to pick up the test tube she had dropped. Her hand pressed to the ground, and instantly she knew something was wrong.
"Um…Lizzie?" she called through the green haze.
"Yeah?" came the reply.
"I think you should feel the ground."
"Why on earth would I want to do that Aly! We're supposed to be cleaning up and all you can—"
"Just do it!"
Startled by her friend's frightened voice, Elizabeth reached out a hand to brush the chemistry lab's tile floor.
Only she didn't feel tile.
By this time, the haze had cleared and the last remnants of smoke were drifting gently away.
It was clear.
Clear enough that both girls could see they were surrounded on all sides by huge thick broad-leaf trees. The sky was dark with a few pinpoints of starlight and moonlight glimmering here and there.
"It's—" Elizabeth gasped.
"Grass," Aly finished.
Both girls stood and drew close to one another.
"I don't think we're in the chem lab anymore, Aly," Elizabeth said in a hushed voice.
"Great, Sherlock," Aly said sarcastically, "thanks for the witty observation, but if we're not there, then where are we?"
"I dunno," Elizabeth replied. "But those must've been some pretty strong chemicals. Just think of the grade we're gonna get!"
"I think we should get back home first, Lizzie. Obviously it's night, and we're in a forest, and it's flippin' dark, so we can't be near any street lights…Oh I don't know! Lizzie what should we do?"
"Well," said Elizabeth, holding up a finger, "I think that we should find someone and ask where we are. We can't be the only two people out here. So, I propose we walk that way." She pointed to a deer trail to their right in the undergrowth.
"But what if we get even more lost!" Aly shrieked.
"Then we won't be any worse off then we already are," replied Elizabeth raising her voice. "If you're so concerned, why don't you lead the way, Mon-Capitan!"
"Fine, then," Aly grumbled and stomped off into the undergrowth.
For a while all that could be heard were Aly's angry footsteps and Elizabeth's exasperated ones. But, as the hours passed the pace changed to one of exhaustion and hunger.
"Yeah, great idea Elizabeth," Aly muttered. "Tramping off through the woods, 'Oh we have to find someone,' and for two flippin' hours we haven't see so much as a—" But, Aly stopped short as she realized what lay flickering in the trees ahead
Suddenly both girls tumbled to the ground thanks to Elizabeth who had not been paying attention and tried to bulldoze Aly.
"Aly!" Lizzie yelled. "Gosh! What the heck did you stop for! You—"
Aly sat up and immediately clamped a hand over Elizabeth's mouth. Quickly she pointed towards the campfire in a clearing not thirty feet away. She released her friend and Lizzie's mouth formed a silent "O."
"Now, genius," Aly hissed, "Whoever is there will probably have heard us. So let's just go and ask them where the nearest payphone is." Elizabeth nodded and they headed towards the light.
The two girls crouched in the bushes beside the clearing, and Aly reached forward to pull back the branch and see.
Suddenly, two hands came through the brush and grasped Elizabeth and Aly, holding them firmly and taking them from their hiding place. Both girls gasped.
Aly couldn't see very well in the light of the fire, but as her captor came behind her, she attempted to scream for help. Her cry was cut off, though, by a hand that smothered her mouth. She glanced to her friend and noticed that Elizabeth appeared to be in the same predicament.
Aly turned her mute attention back to the front and realized that someone was approaching her from the other side. Her eyes widened as she took in his strange clothing and hair.
From the medieval times, she wondered. The person had a strikingly beautiful figure and face, with long blonde hair that fell to his shoulders and it was pulled back by two braids. His clothing consisted of a long-sleeved shirt, tight pants, and knee high boots.
Instantly, a kind of reaction took hold of Aly, and she began to struggle, cry out, and attempt to escape. Elizabeth fought with her captor as well.
As the strange figure neared the two girls, Aly heard a sharp voice say in her ear, "Daro!"
Her captor tightened its grip. It became painful to struggle so she gave up. If these people didn't kill them, the girls would find a way to escape.
The blonde man stopped in front of them and began speaking rapidly in a language neither one of the teens understood. It was then that the captors released the girls.
"I think he asked us a question," Elizabeth whispered to Aly, nodding her head to the blonde man.
"I'm not worried about that, but do you think they're serial killers?" Aly replied back, her eyes riveted on the man.
When Elizabeth didn't say anything, Aly looked to her and followed her eyes to where she was staring. Her jaw dropped as she stared at the man's pointed ears.
"Okaaaay…" Aly managed to close her mouth.
"I am Lord Glorfindel," the blonde creature said regally. "And the sons of Lord Elrond, Elrohir, and Elladan, are with me as well. Who are you strangely dressed outsiders and why are you sneaking upon our camp?"
"Aly," Elizabeth hissed at her, "I think we're in Middle Earth."
"No way!" replied the girl, shocked.
"Yes way! Those names! These guys are elves."
"I guess it's a good thing we read the books and saw the movies then."
"Yeah, I just hope we're not here when the Ring isn't destroyed."
"That would suck."
"Yeah, it would."
"Let's just play dumb for now, Aly," said Lizzie.
"Right!" she winked back to Lizzie. "But, geez, how are we gonna get home?"
Lizzie shrugged.
Aly rolled her eyes and turned back to the elves.
"My Lords," she spoke sincerely, "we are sorry for trespassing on your camp. My friend and I were….lost. My name is Aly."
"And I'm Elizabeth, sometimes called Lizzie," the other teen finished.
