The Warped

Summary: During the need of the Dominion's Jewel in the year 461 ( About a year after Kel's defeat with Blayce) a warp sends the world of Tortall through a warp of time and worlds, sending people and monsters to the modern world of year 2005! With the help of some modern friends, will they succeed in getting back to their own world? But before they could, they must cope with the modern times of year 2005.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, they all belong to Tamora Pierce.

Note: This is my first fic. And it's one of those stories with the modern stuff and Tortall characters, hope you could bear with me! Thank you! Sorry that I could not include everyone, cause then it'd mix me up with the story and that's not a good thing ;)

Chapter 1:

The land of Tortall was silent throughout the land; it seemed that no one dared to make a sound. They knew that something bad was coming their way; all the people who had the Gift sensed the danger, but, they do not know what. The animals already had given them the hint, they're all gone. Even the immortals from the Divine Realms dared not attack anyone but instead hid for their safety.

A group of people surrounded a table in the King's meeting room, no one talked; all faces were grim and some confused. A man whose hair was coal black with stunning sapphire eyes finally spoke, 'Numair, can you still not detect what that "something" is?'

The man called Numair shook his head, making his ponytail sway a bit, 'Not a clue; I've tried everything.'

'Daine?'

A woman looked up revealing her stubborn chin, and she too told him that she had no idea, 'All the animals are gone. Even the immortals are hiding, the People doesn't dare to come out in the open.'

A fist hit the table and a knight with red hair said angrily, 'What's going on? I hate it when we don't know what's coming towards us!'

The man with sapphire eyes placed his hand on her shoulder to calm her down, but he too was nervous, 'I know, me too.'

'Jon, everyone's scared,' she whispered; her famous purple eyes looked into his sapphire ones.

The people shifted around the table, then a woman who's known for her beauty spoke firmly, 'We must not haste, we better find out before it's too late.'

Jon managed a tiny smile and nodded, 'You're right Thayet.' .Everyone stood up to leave. Alanna of Pirate's Swoop and Olau lingered a bit twiddling a white crystal around her neck and followed troop out the doors.

Keladry of Mindelan was lying down on her bed deep in thought. She stared at the pile of seeds she had left for her sparrow friends, but she has not seem them ever since Neal had told her that something weird was going on. A knock woke her from her thoughts and she quickly went to the door. Opened, Nealan of Queenscove and Domitan of Masbolle stood there with worried looks on their faces.

'What's wrong?'

Both stepped inside her room, 'No one knows what's coming.'

'Not even Alanna, Numair and Daine?' They both shook their heads.

'Meathead said that "something" is getting closer.' He indicated Neal who nodded his head slowly.

Kel sighed, 'Not even a year and this is happening.'

Jonathan of Conté stared up into the sky; clouds started to turn deep grey, and the wind started to pick up. Alanna joined beside him and later on the whole crowd gathered in the courtyard in front of the palace. Kel stood close-by to Dom, Daine beside Numair and Thayet with Jon.

Alanna felt a body move beside her and saw that it was her husband, George. 'How'd you get her so fast?' She hissed. The only reply he gave was one of his attracting smiles.

Daine heard a low whistle and when she looked down she saw a small dragon, Kit. 'What are you doing out here?' She asked, but Kit only whistled a tune that Daine knew was bad, and the little dragon laid low and turned nearly white.

The clouds started to swirl in the sky and turned faster as it turned nearly black. Jon took out a box from his pocket and opened it carefully, Do I really want to use this? He asked himself, he took out a jewel that fitted perfectly into his hand. I hate using this!

Numair stared at the Jewel in the king's hand and stared at the ground in disbelief, 'I feel so useless, none of our magic can get rid or detect what that thing is. It hurts me to see Jon using the Jewel.' Daine gave him a quick hug to reassure him that it wasn't his fault.

The wind came harder down at them and rain started to pour but the clouds above were still forming. Lighting and thunder could be seen and heard throughout Tortall; children huddled closer to their parents and animals scurried to find an even safer spot to hide.

Jon gripped the Jewel tightly and called on all his powers- the Bazhir sorcery, the power of the kings and the land of Tortall that was bound into the crown, the magic of the Dominion Jewel- he threw all the power into the "something" where he felt was the core of the clouds.

It felt like a pillow had clamped over all their ears before they saw a flash of white light from the center of clouds, then came the howling of the wind and beatings from the rain. Before anyone can see what was going on they started to dissolve into the air and was sucked inside the vortex that has now been formed by the clouds.

The wind and the rain stopped, the clouds have now started to spread out in the sky. The People had come out of their hidings; Commoners were curious and walked outside. It wasn't long before they knew that the heroes of Tortall were gone. Time stopped what was happening and paused all the things in Tortall. Where did they go?

I know that was short and I know there aren't supposed to be so many spaces but to me it's easier to read. Hope that was okay for a first chapter, please give me some suggestions and some reviews, which would be really appreciated. Thanks!