Prologue: “Discovery"
The War for the Ring...Just Entered Equestria
Twilight Sparkle's Library, Ponyville, Equestria
Time After Arrival: -1 day, 2 hours, 23 minutes
Twilight Sparkle closed all the curtains to her library and let out a calming breath, saying “No distractions. Today is too important. Today is re-shelving day!” With that, she cast a spell that removed all of the books off of their shelves and dropped them into several big heaps on the floor. She cast another spell that lined the books up and had them proceed past her, almost military style, so she could look at each of them and sort as required.
“A Day in the Life of Commander Hurricane, that belongs under History!” she said, and the book flew to its self.
“A Detailed Look at the Stars, that is Astronomy material.”
“The Beginner’s Guide to Magic, that is quite clearly Magic reading.”
“A Detailed Look at the Medicines Practiced by Modern Doctors, that is Biology.”
“A Complete Reference to Star Swirl the Bearded's Life, now that sounds interesting. I think I will read this one,” she mused, and had that book fly up to her bedroom. She returned her attention back to the hundreds of waiting books, saying “Now for the next one.” A book, smaller than most of the the others and showing quite a lot of wear, flew up into her gaze. In fact, it even looked more like a journal. After staring at the book for a moment, she used magic to glance inside the book. She could not read it, the book was not written in Modern Equestrian. She sat, thinking for a few minutes. When she could not come up with an answer to the questions surrounding this mysterious book, she used her magic to find the date of writing. The book was at least two thousand years old. At learning this, she asked, “What in Equestria is this? SPIKE!!!”
Moaning and groaning, the baby dragon, Twilight's oldest friend from back before she understood the Magic of Friendship, crawled out of bed and dragged himself down the stairs.
“What time is it, Twilight?” he muttered, still about half asleep.
“4:45 in the morning, but that's not the point,” Twilight said. “I need–”
“4:45 in the morning? That's it. I'm going bac–”
“LOOK! This is important!” Twilight yelled.
“Okay, okay! Calm down. What is it?” Spike asked.
Twilight used her magic to present the book to Spike, and said “This. Do you have any knowledge of this... book? My magic says that it is at least two thousand years old, but I do not have any books that old, at least to my knowledge.”
Spike examined the book. After looking it over, he glanced though his catalog of every book in the library. He eventually said, “I have no record of this book. It was not cataloged under any category.” Spike looked quite bewildered.
“Odd,” Twilight mused. “I guess I will see if I can translate it into the Modern Equestrian language, then.”
She took the book and moved over to another room. Here, she kept a detailed translation chart of every language known to Ponies. She started, first referencing against Old Equestrian. Nothing. She waded through many languages, including Griffin, Diamond Dog, and even the strange, twisted languages of the Changelings. Finally, she checked the book against an obscure and little-known dialect of Ancient Equestrian. Finally, a hit. These words were unveiled in the title:
A Journal by Star-Swirl the Bearded
Twilight looked up, hardly breathing. “Spike?” she called, in a mild voice. “I need you to to bring me several quills and enough parchment to wallpaper my room. Now, if you please.”
The Mines of Moria, Middle Earth
Time After Arrival: -32 minutes
“Who comes hither to disturb the rest of Balin, Lord of Moria?” Gandalf cried in a loud, carrying voice.
Immediately, arrows whizzed by and buried the heads in the door behind him, like ostriches fleeing danger. He immediately shut the door and the Fellowship barricaded it. There, they awaited Saurons's minions.
The door buckled, and almost immediately gave way. All around the room, fighting broke out as the members of the Fellowship fought to defend both themselves and the Dwarven King's tomb. Soon, the Orcs had been defeated and the Cave Troll was slain. Not wasting a minute, and knowing the Orcs would have brought reinforcements, the nine companions fled the room. They ran fast and hard, carrying the Hobbits when it became necessary. The Fellowship of the Ring sprinted to the Bridge of Khazad-Dûm. There, they faced the Creature of Flame and Shadow, also known as a Balrog, the Elf-Bane. Then, something happened, that none of the Fellowship had expected. Not even the Grey Wizard had foreseen this event, and it would forever change both Equestria and Middle-Earth.