Prologue

She had no doubt that she was dead. Well, that was until there was a blinding light and she felt her body being pulled up. When her body finally met the surface and was placed on the ground she immediately turned over and spit out the water. She can vaguely hear someone talking, shouting at her or maybe shouting at others for help. Then, she went unconscious.

In her sleepless state, she dreamed of her family in a church, weeping and holding each other for support. She wondered why and began walking. That's when she saw the casket; she began walking toward it, in wonder who was in there to cause them so much grief. And finally, she was upon it, looking at her own face. She gasped in shock and surprise, stumbling back, thoughts swirling in her head, until she had exhausted herself going back to the dark.

The next time she awoke, she shot up from her bed, gasping for air. It took her a few moments to adjust to the light and looked around in confusion.

"I thought I was dead." Her voice cracked as she announced it aloud into the empty room. Or so she thought.

"Anything but that. Tell me, what is your name?" She turned her head to the voice and saw what looked like a man but was most certainly not. He gave her a glass of water and she took it gratefully, downing it quickly as it was given. She squinted at him, confusion across her features. Until, recognition finally hit her. A thousand feelings came across her face until it was taken over by a calm look.

She hesitated as she spoke, "I was called Jasmine. And who may you be? Where am I? What has happened?" Jasmine tilted her head to the side as she stared at him with a questioning look in her eyes. A flash of surprise crossed the elves face.

"I am Elladan and you are in the House of Elrond of Rivendell. We found you in the river half dead until we carried you out. I did not expect such questions so sudden."

Her eyes widened in shock and she looked around. Moments passed until she finally spoke. "I must speak to Lord Elrond. Is he here?"

Elladan's eyebrows knit in confusion. "I called for my father moments before you awoke. He shall be here shortly." He replied back. He took a step forward to her bed. "Your name is strange. Where do you hail from?"

Though before she could say anything, Lord Elrond came in, in fast strides coming to a halt at the foot of her bed looking intently at Jasmine. Behind him was Elladan's twin brother, Elrohir. "You have adjusted quite quickly to the way we speak, hína."

Jasmine looked at the elves, studying every aspect of them. "For many years in my world, I've read about Middle Earth and the people who live among it. You knew I was coming." She stated.

Lord Elrond nodded at her. "I have foreseen your arrival for some time. I was beginning to think I was wrong." Elladan and Elrohir looked at each and began speaking in Elvish.

"Father is never wrong." Elladan shook his head in agreement.

"Never before have had I heard such a name. Do you think the elleth is lying?" Elladan asked.

Jasmine snorted and both looked at her. "I may lie but I would never lie about such serious things and I am certainly not an elleth."

Lord Elrond took a step closer and looked at her with an analytic look. "You know the language of the Elves." Jasmine nodded, big light hazel eyes staring into Lord Elrond's dark ones. There was a moment of silence before Lord Elrond spoke again. "Rest child, we will speak again after dinner. Someone will come and awake you to help you get ready. Come, Elladan, Elrohir." Elrond held out his arms and steered them out, closing the door soundly behind him.

Jasmine POV

When they went out, I audibly sighed and I'm pretty sure they heard me. I may have seemed calm but I am freaking the hell out. How did I get here? I mean yeah, learning Elvish was just something off the bucket list but actually USING it? Holy shit, someone call the police. There was a sinking feeling in my chest and I knew why. To my family, I was dead and there would be no going back to them. I leaned against the headboard. Mother of God, what will happen to me? What year is it here? Shit man, I hope the whole Fellowship thing is done. I don't wanna be caught in that shit. I AM IN FREAKING MIDDLE EARTH. I sighed inwardly this time and tucked a piece of my hair behind… my ear? What the hell? My ear wasn't round anymore….. It was pointed. Elladan. He called me an elleth….. Oh sweet mother of billybob. I'm an elf. I'M. AN. ELF. Inwardly, I was screaming. This cannot be happening. I'm going to live forever. Mannn. With my record of dating, for sure I'm not going to find a husband. A real husband. I closed my eyes.

May God help me. Hi! I promise the next chapter will be somewhat interesting. Don't give up on this story ): Thanks and R&R!omg if the format is wrong tell me please! R&R!