This was written from the idea of mine with the help of be Cousin Robert.
We don't any thing in this fic; except the plot.
Elvin Archer

Chapter one: The Incantation

The world is changing, the enemy draws near. There will raise a new hero to the battle field. The one who wears the Valkyrie pendant shall aid the king of Gondor in his quest to the throne.

The one you seek shall comer with four other worriers to aid the One. And all will be revealed. The one shall hail from another realm, aided by a holy magic, and will vanquish the forces of darkness.

From another world, he shall come, Bound by light and dark alone. Darkness fear them, run and scream That Lord Yugi comes to us. Together they will overthrow, Aragorn with his mighty sword. Slashing hacking soon will be done The battle will be won.

-Elvish Prophecy

"This was a poem that was recovered from the ruins of the site in Giza, by the great pyramids. This was part of the ancient legend that a young lord would come," said the guide of the group that Yugi and his friends and Duke Devlen were with.

"Weird," Said Joey. "Kind of creepy, isn't it? I mean, it even mentions Yugi in it."

"I know, it just didn't sound right, elves aren't supposed to exists." Tea said and went over to a painting of man that was wearing armor and holding a broken sword to a man that was leaning over the man with black armor. Suddenly the painting started to swirl and spiral in to its center.

"Tea, what is it?" asked Joey, seeing the frightened look on tea's face. Right before the group's eyes, she was sucked into the painting!

"TEA!" yelled the other four people and raced out over to the picture. The others felt that someone took hold of the front of their cloths and pulled them into the paining. The fell into the inky blackness that consumed their conscious ness, and any thoughts that they might have had on the trip down..

The Trackers had just come out of the forest where the Uruk-hi had attacked them earlier, when they saw the five people on the ground, like they had been thrown there. What they were doing there, they did not know, for they feared the people dead.

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