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Intro

Middle-Earth

Thorin Oakenshield, Legolas and Spark Thranduillon, and Fili and Kili Durin were on a trip to Rivendell.

They had been on the road for almost a week since they were going slowly.

Spark was completely different from her brother.

She had long black hair, and was a little on the short side. Legolas was a lot more serious than she was.

She had emerald green eyes, and was a hyper little thing.

Suddenly, they all fell unconscious and were transported somewhere far away.

Narnia

Caspian had just been crowned king of Narnia, and Peter, Susan, Lucy, and Edmund were still there.

Caspian's sister, Shinia, was wandering around in the woods, when suddenly, she ran into a group of strange people.

They were the people from Middle-Earth.

Thorin Oakenshield had stood to greet her, but, having never seen anyone like them and having bad experiences with strangers, she jumped to conclusions.

She steppped back and drew her sword, pointing it at his throat.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" she demanded.

He tried to move her blade, put she pushed it agaist his skin and he thought better of it.

"I am Thorin Oakenshield. This is Legolas and Spark Thranduillon, and my nephews Fili and Kili Durin. We have no idea how we got here, no if you would please lower your weapon, and tell us where we are,  we could leave. If you don't lower yours, then I will be force to use mine." Thorin said.

She stood there, with her sword still at his throat.

This was going to be harder than he thought. Every other girl who had ever had a sword to his throat, such as Spark, had been so shaky and bad with a sword, that he had just needed to walk up to her, and set a hand on hers, moving her hand slowly off the hilt to where he could take the sword and lay it down.

But, this girl was different. She knew how to use the sword, there was no doubt ahout that.

He didn't want to sword fight her, because she's a girl. And a beautiful one at that. She had golden brown hair with black and green highlights. Her eyes were a deep blue.

"What's wrong? Don't want to fight me because I'm a girl? Draw your sword. Now!" she ordered.

Thorin didn't know how to react.  This girl had just tried to order him around.

"Draw your sword now, or lose your head."

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