Title: Hello Mary Sue!

Summary: What happens when Mary Sue falls into Middle Earth, and then… meets another Mary Sue already there?

Disclaimer: All property of JRR Tolkien, the Great Mastermind! Oh, and this is for pleasure so if you don't like it, don't read it!

It all began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves: Immortal, wisest, and fairest of all beings. Seven to the dwarf lords: Great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. Nine rings were gifted to the race of men, who above all else desire power. But in secret, one ring was made, a secret ring gifted to the most beautiful, smart, agile, strong, lovely, dainty, warrior-like, wizard, elf, hobbit, dwarf Mary Sue!

And just when we thought we were safe, it turns out, another secret ring was made! Gifted to the most beautiful, smart, agile, strong, lovely, dainty, warrior-like, wizard, elf, hobbit, dwarf Mary Sue! Not to be confused with the other Mary Sue of course. Ehm.

For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived. For yet another RING was made:gasp: In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a MASTER ring to control all others. And into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to Rule them all…

Elrond stood in his study looking over the waterfalls of Imladris, he had expected that the one ring would come to Imladris, but he knew the power of the Elves could not conceal its evil and sighed as he mulled over the problem. Just then a flash of lightening blinded the great Elf and he fell to the ground as something fell on top of him. He looked up and he breath was taken away from him as his eyes came into contact with the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. Instantly he passed out from the beauty of the girl he held in his arms.

Mary Sue stood up shakily, and lifted her dainty hand and brushed her beautiful, shiny, glittering, super straight, super sexy, super duper lovely hair out of her face. Her super sexy, super duper blonde hair glistened with highlights in the glittering sun. Yes, indoors.

Her dainty had flew to her throat and felt for the silver necklace that had a little ring attached to it. Then her big deep blue eyes turned to a fainted Elrond. She took one look at him and screamed. A dainty, ladylike, scream, obviously.

"Like, Oh my gosh! Its.. La, La, La… LORD ELROND! Omg, Stacie will never believe me when I tell her I'm like in… like MIDDLE EARTH!" she laughed, her laugh as alluring as the sparkle of the sun after the rain.

As Elrond came to and sat up shakily, his eyes caught glimpse of the most beautiful pair of pants he had ever laid eyes on. His keen eyes traveled up the pant legs up to a voluptuous chest, and higher still the most beautiful face. Even more beautiful, even more beautiful than Arwen's! He gasped as she held her dainty little hand out to him.

"Like, hi! Oh my god, like, I'm Mary!" He sighed. Her voice sounded like a beautiful harp, its sweet melody playing at his heart.

"Hello Mary, I am…"

"Lord Elrond! Like, I know!" Elrond looked at her, and then stood up on his own.

"Like, where's Legolas?" she peeled.

"Prince Legolas? well I believe he is getting ready to attend to some business…" Elrond stated finally able to break the trance the beautiful, alluring, sensual, lovely Mary had on him.

"Oh like, the uber secret council? Oh, can I like come?" Elrond raised his eyebrows at her and then took a step back.

"Council? How do you know of the council?" he fumed

"Oh my god, like a saw it in the movie, duh!" she placed her hand on his chest and tilled her beautiful head to the side. Her shiny, glittering, super straight, super sexy, super duper lovely hair fell to the side like a cascade of water off a waterfall. Elrond gasped at her beauty.

"What is this… movie you speak of?" He managed to get out

"Like, Lord of the Rings… duh! Silly elf."

Feeling powerless against her charm he nodded and led her to the porch where the council was to be held.

A/N: next chappie…ENTER MARY II!