Okay, I know it's a bit weird for an older fanfiction writer to write a Skylanders crossover, but I noticed there were no good ones, and I wanted to write a short Lord of the Rings/Skylanders story, because I thought it would be hilarious to have Stealth Elf meet the elves of Middle Earth. LOLZ.

Aragorn:

The Ranger managed to keep a calm expression even when Frodo said he would take the Ring. He felt sorrow for the innocent Halfling; he had no idea what he was signing himself up for. The Nazgul were only a small fraction of the evil the fellowship would face in Mordor. If there even was a fellowship. As far as he knew, nobody would volunteer for this suicidal mission. So Aragorn did. He stood, unsheathing his sword with a loud hiss in the silence of the courtyard, and announced boldly, "You have my sword!"

The golden-haired elf followed suit, standing lean and tall, nodded respectfully toward Frodo, "And my bow."

Gimli the dwarf, not to be left out, stood up hastily, and gruffly cried, "And my axe!"

Boramir stood, and breaking the ongoing trend, simply said, "If it is the will of the council, Gondor will see it done."

"Very well. You shall be the fellowship of..." Elrond was interrupted by a blinding flash of lightning, followed by a loud sucking noise.

When the spots cleared from Aragorn's eyes, he saw the most peculiar sight: Something, or someone was floating slightly above the exact point where the lightning had struck. It was a female figure, almost as tall as an elf, with features slightly resembling an elf. And indeed, it must have been an elf, for it had the pointiest ears Aragorn had ever seen. The tips were much more defined than even the ears of the elves of Middle Earth, and everyone who was present knew instantly that this elf was not from this world. But not only did this elf have extremely pointed ears, her skin was the strangest shade of green.

Her eyes were wide open, but didn't appear to be seeing anyone, and she did a roll, hissing out snidely, "Now you see me. Now you don't!"

Then, with another slightly less blinding flash of light, and a blast of frigid air, she fell to the ground, landing cat-like on all fours.

Finally, she seemed to notice that she was surrounded by a group of men, elves, dwarves and hobbits.

Legolas had drawn his bow, and had an arrow aimed at the green elf's heart. So did several guards. Gimli had drawn his axe, and though he had not yet drawn it, Aragorn rested his hand on the hilt of his borrowed sword. The elf had two daggers made out of what appeared to be elephant tusk.

Surprisingly enough, it was Pippin that had the courage to speak first. Actually, not all that surprising, considering the foolish behavior the young hobbit had already exhibited.

"And who might you be? You look like an elf, but I've never heard of a green elf. Did you perhaps fall into some die? Merry did once, and he was blue for a week," the ridiculous hobbit blurted out.

"Only because you pushed me!" cried Merry indignantly.

"Who are you? More of Kaos' allies?" was all the green elf said.

Aragorn found the strength to speak, and called loudly, "We know not of this Kaos of which you speak. Now answer the Halfling's question. Who are you, and where did you come from?"

"The name's Stealth Elf. And you better show some respect, human. I don't know who you think you are, questioning a Skylander."

"Skylander?" asked Legolas. "And your name is Stealth?"

"No, my name is Stealth Elf,"

"So your name also states what you are?"

"Duh," said the elf, rolling her eyes. "Maybe I should just kill you all, dealing with idiots makes my head hurt."

Gimli growled angrily, and Legolas' slender fingers tightened on his bow. Aragorn drew his sword. "You are vastly outnumbered Elf. You dare threaten us?" he hissed.

"Outnumbered?" Stealth Elf scoffed. "Outnumbered?!" she repeated, starting to cackle. "Oh, you would be so very wrong."

Aragorn lowered his sword. She could be bluffing, but he didn't want to risk being wrong, and getting slaughtered by this foreign elf.

"Who are you?" the elf hissed, her eyes glowing green as she glared at each one of them in turn.

"Aragorn " he called out hesitantly, hoping the others would follow in turn. To his relief, they sighed, and did the same.

"Legolas of Mirkwood...at your service" said the elf prince reluctantly.

"Gimli, son of Gloin, at your service..." the stout dwarf gruffly followed.

"I am Gandalf the Grey, that is Boramir of Gondor, and these four are hobbits. I presume you do not know what that is?"

"Nope. No clue," said Stealth elf cheerily.

"They are almost the same a humans, but shorter, and they enjoy peace and quiet much more. Oh, and they have disturbingly hairy feet so they don't wear shoes," supplied Boramir, glaring angrily at the wizard for announcing his name.

"Alrighty then... What are you guys doing here anyways?"

Aragorn knew that he would be yelled at for this, but he felt like Stealth Elf, strange as she was, was good, and might be of great value on the quest.

"We are gathered here to discuss a quest to the dark lands of Mordor, to destroy the Dark Lord Sauron's Ring of Power, which is here with the hobbit, Frodo," he quickly summarized.

Everyone sitting there gaped at him for so easily revealing their secrets, and burst into angry yelling, but Gandalf called, "Enough! If he had not beaten me to it, I would have told Lady Stealth Elf myself."

"Excuse me? Lady Stealth Elf? No way are you calling me that. Next time you do, I'll slice your throat, old man. "

Gandalf visibly reddened, and many people yelled angrily at the audacious elf.

And at that instant, Frodo did the most foolish thing he had ever done in his entire short life. He pulled out Sting, and charged Stealth Elf.

"Yahhh!" he screamed, startling the elf, who suddenly let out a small cloud of green smoke, and laughing teasingly as the hobbit approached her, "Ha-ha."

She stared at the hobbit, not even moving as he approached, and let the blade come all the way up to her.

To Aragorn's horror and shock, Frodo's blade pierced the elf's chest, and the most certainly dead figure tumbled to the ground, along with a shocked hobbit, who let out a horrified gasp.

But when Aragorn rushed over to see if the elf was somehow still alive, he found Frodo laying stiffly on top of a stuffed scarecrow that was made to look like the elf. But there was no way he had mistaken this thing for something living. They had been tricked, and with powerful magic.

Suddenly, the air beside Elrond flickered, and Stealth elf appeared there, holding one of her ivory blades to Elrond's throat.

"Nice try, Mr. Hobbit, but I'm not that easy to catch," she cackled.