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Chapter 1:
When Halie first opened her eyes, everything was fuzzy. She blinked several times and everything began to become clear. She saw a cloudless sky and then smelled the horrible stench of something dying. Then she remembered what had happened and thought she was dead. Am I in Hell?, she thought. She stood up and a wave of dizziness hit her. She shook her head a couple of times and then looked about. She was taken aback by what she saw. Apparently more than one thing died, she thought in disgust. A massacre had occurred, for there were many bodies lying everywhere and something that smelled and appeared almost inhuman kept offending her senses. Halie looked at all the dead bodies of oddly dressed men, for they were very oddly dressed and dirty. Some had long golden-brown hair and wore helmets and armor that bore a white horse on them. The armor was nothing like a knight's, but it still appalled her. The clothes underneath were brownish and earth colored, but that could have been from the dirt and most were wearing what she believed to be boots. It was definitely not the attire of the 21st century that is of course unless she was on a movie set, but that would have been absurd, recalling her previous situation. Some of the dead were also really ugly looking creatures, with armor that had a white hand placed on them, and they made chills go down her spine. They didn't even appear to be of the human race.
She looked down at herself and saw that everything had remained the same. She was still wearing her loose red turtleneck and dark blue jeans with patches. The patches were souvenirs of the many times she had fallen down and brought holes to her pants. . She had a belt on and had her sword and sheath on it and also wore a mini backpack on her back. Her mousse-colored hair whipped in the wind carrying the sound of pounding hooves to her ears. Whoever or whatever it was, it was coming with much speed and would be appearing soon. Almost as soon as the thought, clouds gathered and it started to pour buckets of rain. Great, thought Halie and she grabbed her bag and took out a little umbrella to protect her from the worst of the oncoming storm.
Éomer was making speed with the Rohirrim army besides him. He had heard of the ambush of the king's son, Theodrid, whom was also his cousin, and his army and was going to find him to see if he was still alive and bring him back to Edoras. He wasn't quite sure what he would find, but he was hoping that his cousin wasn't dead. He finally saw, not too far in the distance, the massacre scene, but also a lone girl standing and oddly dressed. She was holding the oddest object, but apparently it was protecting her from the downpour that had suddenly appeared. As they came nearer they began to close around the girl, who was actually a woman up close. They pointed their weapons at her until she was completely surrounded and at that point, Éomer had jumped off his horse and walked over to the woman.
"What business does a lady have in these treacherous lands?" Éomer asked while he took off his helmet signifying that the weapons being pointed at the women could be withdrawn and put back to their sides.
"Wait, what? Look, I'm like supposed to be dead, I mean think am. Anyways, where am I and how did I get here because the last time I checked the men of the 21st century so did not where armory of any sort. This is like some kind of movie set or something, right, or maybe I'm going insane, which could explain a lot of things," said Halie. She was totally confused and a little freaked out that all of the men had been pointing their weapons at her. The fact that the guy in front of her was frowning at her wasn't giving her that much consolation.
"May I suggest we bring her to King Théoden, Éomer …just in case…what if she was one of them ambushers? Either way she seems quite ill, my lord," asked one of the men.
"Whoa, wait a minute, what? What did I ever do to you?" asked Halie. She was now frightened that they seemed to be planning to send her to some king that she didn't know, when she barely knew where she was.
She had to think of something and quick. As she twisted her arm back and began to rummage through her bag for something she could use, her brain juices started to stir. Not that, no…I wonder why Rohan and the name Éomer sound so familiar…maybe I read it somewhere, she thought, aha! I'll use this, I don't care if it's a dog whistle thingy, and I mean it must work on horses too. Hopefully…horses are animals too… Halie closed her backpack and then puffed up her cheeks and blew into the whistle. The sound that would come out would be too high pitched for any human to hear, but a dog could certainly hear it. She waited a second and then blew again. After the second time the horses were beginning to go crazy and were running in all sorts of directions. Yes, she thought with triumph, thank god for Uncle Kurt and his extremely useless presents! Halie sought out a gap from which the surrounding men had broken away because the horse were throwing them off and began to run away, but someone caught her arm. It was Éomer. She did the first thing that came to her head and kicked him in the gut. Éomer groaned and keeled over and let go of her long enough for her to make her escape. She ran like hell away from the scene. Stupid armor, she said to herself, almost broke my stupid foot. She heard a shout of, "After her!" and began to run even faster.
Her brain juices were once again stirring as her feet kept hitting the ground and she ran faster and faster in the slippery muddy ground. The rain hadn't exactly stopped, but she didn't have her umbrella anymore, so she was in way blinded. I had to drop my umbrella when I was searching for that stupid whistle. And why does Rohan sound so familiar? Rohan…Rohan…Rohan…Éomer…hmm…Edoras. The word hit her like a brick and all the memories came rushing back as the words 'Oh shit' formed on her mouth. Crap, she thought, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. Please let this be a dream, pretty please. I don't want to be stuck in Lord of the Rings, not good, not good at all. Just because I saw the movie recently with Maeve so does not mean I am allowed to get stuck in it! And if I really am in Middle-Earth, I have just sent the entire, well almost the entire, Rohirrim army after me, not good, no, no, no, bad; this is very bad. Stupid Rohan people and their excellent skill on horseback!
She turned around slowly and saw that they were gaining speed. In fact, they were so close that through the rain she could see that there were about twenty men on horseback, but the man, possibly Éomer's underdog, who wanted to bring her forth to the king, was missing. Left behind?, she thought, oh, the hell with it! Run! She ran faster than she'd ever had before, using the preserve energy she had from good ol' Doritos and some Ring Dings...and oh yeah, the Hershey bar she had earlier. It's all good. What she didn't know was that she was heading right toward a cliff.
A great distance away, a man, an elf, and a dwarf were clearing away the camp they had set up for the night and were getting ready to set forth on their journey to find their two hobbit friends, Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took, more known as Merry and Pippin. It was a cloudy day and there had been a downpour of rain previously which was still going on and off, but besides that, the elf seemed distracted and disturbed. His pointy ears twitched as he tried to sense what was wrong.
"There is nothing wrong," said the dwarf, who was beginning to get a little annoyed, "it is a perfectly fine day, that is if you exclude the rain and clouds, but besides that let everything be. Let danger come to us, let us not follow danger."
"But should we not find what disturbs the wood; the winds have changed," said the elf.
"And we will, Legolas, just as soon as we clear this camp; we cannot leave behind our tracks for others to see." said the man, "Elves are not known to have hastiness; it usually lies in a dwarf, like Gimli."
"And proud of it!" cried Gimli.
When they were finally ready, they set off toward the direction of Merry and Pippin because they had been following the trail of the Uruk-Hai that had taken them. Unfortunately to them, the Uruk-Hai's pace had quickened because unbeknownst to them, the creatures had sensed man-flesh nearing. They also headed to where Legolas had felt a strong disturbance in the woods. After a while, they neared a stream. The man and elf paused to wait for the dwarf and Legolas looked around until he saw something that caught his eye around the far end of the river.
"Aragorn! Something lies there," said Legolas and both ran over to the body that lay near the stream, with Gimli huffing and puffing behind them.
"What is that?" asked Legolas, pointing at the body.
"I believe it is a girl, though oddly dressed, and in her late youth years," said Aragorn studying her carefully. She had short chin-length hair with streaks of bright purple in it. She wore a tight black turtleneck without any sleeves and pants made out of odd material. The shoes that covered her feet were white with odd markings on the sides.
"I have never seen a girl have such short hair," said Legolas.
"I quit! wheeze I need a break, or a horse! Enough of this running! Let's walk!" cried Gimli, who was having trouble breathing and bent over to catch some breath and that's when he noticed the girl, "Who's that? Is it dead?"
"I don't believe it to be so," said Aragorn and bent over to check her breathing status.
At that moment, the girl's eyes popped opened, and she shrieked and grabbed his wrist. She had no idea where she was and the guy looked familiar, but she didn't remember ever meeting him and so did the first thing that came to her mind and with her other hand, punched him in the face and then ran. She had no idea where she was heading but just ran alongside the stream. Then she remembered where she had seen him, in the theaters, The Lord of the Rings, the whole trilogy. There were all very good movies. She had insisted on Halie seeing it, but she had read the books instead watched them as each DVD came out. She found it hard to believe that she was stuck in the movie because the production was finished several years earlier. Get a hold of yourself Maeve, she thought, it probably is just all a bad dream. A really bad dream… It didn't seem real, though and stopped running. She hated running anyway, but soon saw that there were three men running after her. Crud, she thought, but let them come; there was a 50-50 chance that it was all a fake. Anyway, I'm supposed to be dead because last I checked, Halie, Ryan, and I were plunging into the Merallstone River and that river has real strong currents, Maeve thought to herself, remembering the incident clearly now. Finally the three peoples, whom she recognized now as Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli, caught up to her and drew their weapons. Oh man! Their weapons certainly look real and Aragorn's getting a swollen lip, where I punched him, Maeve thought. Without thinking, she drew her own sword. She had a bow and arrow, but they currently were not with her. She looked at their astonished faces because they clearly had never seen a girl with her own sword and the ability to use, or at least unsheathe one. Actually the only one who seemed not astonished was Aragorn because well Arwen had one and also Éowyn too.
"Oh, let's get on with it and kill her," said Gimli and charged at her with his axe.
Maeve let out a shriek and began to wildly swing her sword. She hadn't learned this in training, but it was good enough for now. She threw herself on the ground as an arrow headed toward her. Aragorn seemed relaxed now that he knew, or least he was dealing with an amateur. She saw a tree that bent over toward the stream. She jumped and caught a branch and swung herself around swiftly and landed feet first on the branch. Unfortunately, though, she had dropped her sword. Darn it, so much for the plan, she thought. More arrows from Legolas caused her to jump about, precariously on the branch. All of sudden, she felt herself falling as the branch snapped. She let out a prolonged 'Eeeppp!' as she plunged into the water. She gasped and tried to get upward and fought to keep awake, but since she couldn't really swim, she gave up the fight for survival and sank to the bottom to, once again, her watery death; that is until only moments later, Aragorn dove in after and took her out of the deep stream. He started doing methods to get her to start breathing again. Maeve woke with a jolt and she spat up the water that had been stuck in her lungs.
"I'm sorry," she gasped to him and then once again darkness consumed her.
"Let's go!" said Aragorn, shouting to the other two, "we have sight of the Uruk Hai, let it not leave us, they are still a day ahead."
"You're not thinking of taking the lass with you are you?" asked Gimli, "She'll be a burden to us all!"
"How's that? We've seen that she can take care of herself," said Legolas with a warm smile, "I mean she did defend herself quite well."
"Oh yes, jumping into a river always works on the side of defense! And what are you smiling about; you were the one shooting arrows at her," cried Gimli and Aragorn rubbed his swollen lip.
"We will bring her with us and when she awakens, we shall ask what brings her here," Aragorn told Gimli and Legolas.
Legolas nodded and Gimli gave a grunt, but realized that it was two against one and so he finally gave in. They had some catching up to do with the Uruk Hai anyways, there was no point wasting time complaining about such matters.
"She's seems not of our time," said Aragorn mostly to himself.
"We shall see only in a matter of time, when she awakens, my friend," said Legolas and Aragorn gave a short nod before throwing the girl over his shoulder and running along toward the direction of the Uruk Hai with Legolas right next to him and Gimli far behind.
"I smell man-flesh!" cried the leader of the Uruk Hai, Ugluk, and the rest of the Uruk Hai warriors roared and quickened their pace until they saw the tiny body of a child on the side of the path, "Bring that to me!" To Ugluk, he was another prisoner or possibly food.
Two of the Uruk Hai ran over to fetch the body and then brought it back, thrusting it at their leader's feet. The Uruk Hai despised complying with their leader's orders, but since he was among Saruman's first Uruk Hai, they weren't allowed to revolt against him or they would be all killed by Saruman himself.
"We're having meat today!" roared Ugluk and the other Uruk Hai began to gnash their teeth together, in glory.
"No!" cried two voices in the back, "he's a hobbit, like one of us!"
"And who asked you Halflings?" said Ugluk.
"Doesn't Saruman want us hobbits?" cried the hobbits.
"And what if Saruman does," growled Ugluk.
"Well, then you can't eat him! He's a hobbit!" shouted one of the hobbits.
"Tell me why I should believe a stinking Halfling!" growled Ugluk.
"He's my mother's friend's cousin's son twice removed…good singing voice!" cried the hobbit.
"Oh really!" fumed Ugluk, "We'll see what Saruman has to say about that. Bring him back and carry him like the other two! Bind his legs and wrists! A move on now! I told you, that I smell man flesh following our move, we must hasten!"
After the binds were tightly on, the body was thrown back to be carried amongst the other two hobbits.
"Quick thinking, Merry!" whispered the other hobbit, "Wonder who he is, where he's from?"
"He does have some odd clothes, don't you think?" said Merry, "Pippin! What are you doing?"
"Trying to get this off," muttered Pippin.
He was struggling with the leave of Lothlorien brooch and trying to get it off with his teeth. Finally he spat it out and onto the ground where the Uruk Hai behind them stepped on it and flattened it into the muddy pathway.
"Maybe they'll be able to find us, that Uruk Hai said that they smelled man-flesh…it must be Aragorn!" whispered Pippin excitedly.
"Let's hope so, oh look, he's awakening!" whispered Merry.
"What?" muttered the little boy, "Where am I?"
"Shhh…you have to whisper!" said Merry, a little above a whisper himself.
"What? Why?" asked the boy.
"Shhh!" cried the two hobbits quietly.
"Who are you? Where am I?" asked the boy in a hushed whisper.
"I'm Peregrin Took, but you can call me Pippin and that's me cousin, Meriadoc Brandybuck, but you can call him Merry. We're hobbits, but I've always been taller than Merry." whispered Pippin.
"Argh! Don't listen to him, I've always been taller!" Merry whispered back.
"Whatever makes you sleep at night…," whispered Pippin and then turned back to the child, "by chance, who are you? You're obviously not a hobbit…you look more man child-like."
"I'm Todd Hunter and I'm three years old and I'm human, what's a hobbit and what does being taller than one another have got to do with anything?" whispered Todd, who out of habit, always noted his age; it was a toddler thing, "Oh and why am I bounded together?"
"Well, we're technically prisoners, you including," said Pippin quietly.
"Prisoners of whom? Those smelly things? But why? What did we, or actually you do?" whispered Todd, who was slightly confused.
"WHAT is all this talking back there?" growled Ugluk, "I want it silent, understood!" All the Uruk Hai gave a grunt back and gnashed their teeth together.
Pippin gave a shrug toward Todd and Merry mouthed the words 'later' to him. Todd didn't know what was going on, but he hoped to find out soon. He believed that he might be able to find where Maeve or Halie had disappeared to, or so he hoped. He held a silent theory that everyone in Halie's crashing car had been transported to this odd and strange place. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing; it just meant that he wasn't dead, which is always a great bonus. Todd fell into an uncomfortable slumber and unconsciously began to soundlessly suck on his thumb.