~*~*~* A/N: As I write this, I should be ecstatic. New ficcie. But nuuu, because my family is fricken retarded. Am I the only sane person in this whole house?! Must be. I flippin' hate them all.*~*~*~
"Weird," muttered Nicole, known better as Nikki, as she dropped a large box onto her apartment floor. "I don't even remember her."
Nikki's great aunt Margaret had just died, leaving behind little but old clothes and the like. All was given to Nikki. She didn't see quite why.
With a shrug, Nikki wandered to the kitchen.
"I'll take a look later," she said to herself, as she got a box of cereal from the cupboard, reaching in and taking a handfull. "Maybe some of it's valuable."
Back in the living room, something in the box shined brightly, emitting a soft golden glow. It was waiting.
"Hello?" asked Nikki, picking up the phone. "Oh, hi, mom. No, mom, everything's fine. What? Oh, the box.. no, I haven't looked through it yet. No, was just about to." She munched on some dry cereal, listening to her mother go on and on. She had just moved out of the house, being eighteen, and her mother called nearly everyday to "check" on her.
"Mom, no, listen, I have to go. My boyfriend's here," Nikki lied, taking another bite of cereal. "He'sh ninetween," she mumbled through a mouth full of dry cereal. "Hish name ish Kyle. Yea, maybe. Bye mom."
Shaking her head, Nikki wandered into the living room.
"That woman needs a hobby."
Propping her feet up on the box, Nikki leaned back in the couch, turning on the TV. Idly flipping through channels, she finally settled on Blues Clues.
"Here's the mail, it never fails, it makes me wanna wag my tail! When it comes I wanna wail... maaaaiiiiilllll!" She sang aloud with the song, giggling.
"I need a hobby too," she noticed, sighing sadly. Then, suddenly, she realized what she rested her feet on.
"Hm, I am curious," she mumbled, and sat up straight, feet on floor, and opened the box. Mostly what she had expected - old clothes, books, and, among other things, jewelry.
Nikki picked up a small gold locket, cradling it in her hands.
"It's so pretty," she murmured, slipping it over her head. As it gently rested upon her neck, she opened the locket.
"Ooh, an inscription." She blinked at the strange words.
"All right, I can figure out how to say this.." she said softly, then tilted her head. "Ed' i'ear ar' elenea, Aiya... Iluvatar... Manke naa lye autien? Tula.. Lothlorien?"
A bright light filled the room, engulfing Nikki. She blinked, and then was gone.
With a loud crash, Nikki fell into a heavily wooded area. Gasping aloud, her ankle throbbing, she looked around.
"He.. hello?" she asked, her voice quivering. The large figures approaching from her left did not help the situation.
With a cry, she scrambled to her feet, limping and running. She looked behind her, crying out once more as the figures approached.
She looked up, seeing them get closer and closer.
"Monster!" she shouted, glancing around for anyone or anything to aid her. With one last explosion of speed, she managed to break into a thicket of trees, hiding behind one and waiting.
Nothing came. She peeked around the tree.
The monsters, orcs, stayed just outside the trees, as if they were nervous of what may lie within. One notched an arrow to it's bow, and Nikki quickly ducked her head back around the tree.
She bent, holding her ankle, and turned her gaze upward, looking up at the trees, the sun setting just behind them.
"Where am I?" she asked herself softly, and winced as she tried to move her ankle. Reaching down, she removed her sock and shoe.
"That's totally broken. Ow."
She sat underneath the tree, until finally the calm and peacefulness of the forest put her to sleep.
She slept soundly, not realizing when several elves happened upon her.
"Ya naa tanya?" asked one.
"Amin caela n'noa."
"Tana he tula Arwenamin Heruamin," commanded the tallest, obviously the leader. As they were picking her up, Nikki's eyes flew open.
"What are you doing?" she cried, pulling her arms away from two elves.
The tallest blinked, glaring down upon her.
"Who are you, and why do you rest in the Realm of the Lady?" he asked, and Nikki blinked. Several times.
"Woah," she said softly. "That sounded so familiar."
~*~ (flashback) ~*~
Nikki sat at the movie theatre, sharing a popcorn with her best friend Rachael.
"You have entered the Realm of the Lady of the Wood," said Haldir on the screen, in a condescending tone. "You cannot go back."
Nikki giggled, poking her friend in the side.
"That guy must have something up his ass."
~*~ (end flashback) ~*~
Nikki blinked, tilting her head. She looked up at the guy, with long blonde hair. Another blink.
"I wish I could remember that guys name," she thought to herself, furrowing her brow. "Hal? No.. and it wasn't R2D2 either.."
He had just turned back to speak with one of the others there, as Nikki finally remembered it.
"HALDIR!" she exclaimed, and the elf snapped to her, glaring.
"How did you know my name?"
"I know many things," she said, a smirk growing upon her face. Haldir, however, was not so amused.
"You will meet our Lord and our Lady," he said, and she nodded.
"I'm going to need some help," she said, looking down at her ankle. It was black and blue, and about the size of a baseball, and throbbing with pain. "I think it's broken."
Haldir's eyes widened slightly. "You are injured."
"Yea, that's what I just said. I think my ankle's broken."
Haldir quickly spat a few Elvish words, and the two other elves all but picked her up, gently carrying her.
"I'm in Lothlorien," she muttered, it finally sinking in. "How did I get here? This can't be real.. I must be dreaming."
Although the elves' footsteps were light as a feather, her ankle was jarred as they went over a hill.
"Owwwww!" she exclaimed, eyes widening. "Okay," she mumbled to herself, catching Haldir glaring at her. "I want this dream to end now."
~*~*~* A/N: And this is the end. Wow.. I'm feeling better all ready! *~*~*~
"Weird," muttered Nicole, known better as Nikki, as she dropped a large box onto her apartment floor. "I don't even remember her."
Nikki's great aunt Margaret had just died, leaving behind little but old clothes and the like. All was given to Nikki. She didn't see quite why.
With a shrug, Nikki wandered to the kitchen.
"I'll take a look later," she said to herself, as she got a box of cereal from the cupboard, reaching in and taking a handfull. "Maybe some of it's valuable."
Back in the living room, something in the box shined brightly, emitting a soft golden glow. It was waiting.
"Hello?" asked Nikki, picking up the phone. "Oh, hi, mom. No, mom, everything's fine. What? Oh, the box.. no, I haven't looked through it yet. No, was just about to." She munched on some dry cereal, listening to her mother go on and on. She had just moved out of the house, being eighteen, and her mother called nearly everyday to "check" on her.
"Mom, no, listen, I have to go. My boyfriend's here," Nikki lied, taking another bite of cereal. "He'sh ninetween," she mumbled through a mouth full of dry cereal. "Hish name ish Kyle. Yea, maybe. Bye mom."
Shaking her head, Nikki wandered into the living room.
"That woman needs a hobby."
Propping her feet up on the box, Nikki leaned back in the couch, turning on the TV. Idly flipping through channels, she finally settled on Blues Clues.
"Here's the mail, it never fails, it makes me wanna wag my tail! When it comes I wanna wail... maaaaiiiiilllll!" She sang aloud with the song, giggling.
"I need a hobby too," she noticed, sighing sadly. Then, suddenly, she realized what she rested her feet on.
"Hm, I am curious," she mumbled, and sat up straight, feet on floor, and opened the box. Mostly what she had expected - old clothes, books, and, among other things, jewelry.
Nikki picked up a small gold locket, cradling it in her hands.
"It's so pretty," she murmured, slipping it over her head. As it gently rested upon her neck, she opened the locket.
"Ooh, an inscription." She blinked at the strange words.
"All right, I can figure out how to say this.." she said softly, then tilted her head. "Ed' i'ear ar' elenea, Aiya... Iluvatar... Manke naa lye autien? Tula.. Lothlorien?"
A bright light filled the room, engulfing Nikki. She blinked, and then was gone.
With a loud crash, Nikki fell into a heavily wooded area. Gasping aloud, her ankle throbbing, she looked around.
"He.. hello?" she asked, her voice quivering. The large figures approaching from her left did not help the situation.
With a cry, she scrambled to her feet, limping and running. She looked behind her, crying out once more as the figures approached.
She looked up, seeing them get closer and closer.
"Monster!" she shouted, glancing around for anyone or anything to aid her. With one last explosion of speed, she managed to break into a thicket of trees, hiding behind one and waiting.
Nothing came. She peeked around the tree.
The monsters, orcs, stayed just outside the trees, as if they were nervous of what may lie within. One notched an arrow to it's bow, and Nikki quickly ducked her head back around the tree.
She bent, holding her ankle, and turned her gaze upward, looking up at the trees, the sun setting just behind them.
"Where am I?" she asked herself softly, and winced as she tried to move her ankle. Reaching down, she removed her sock and shoe.
"That's totally broken. Ow."
She sat underneath the tree, until finally the calm and peacefulness of the forest put her to sleep.
She slept soundly, not realizing when several elves happened upon her.
"Ya naa tanya?" asked one.
"Amin caela n'noa."
"Tana he tula Arwenamin Heruamin," commanded the tallest, obviously the leader. As they were picking her up, Nikki's eyes flew open.
"What are you doing?" she cried, pulling her arms away from two elves.
The tallest blinked, glaring down upon her.
"Who are you, and why do you rest in the Realm of the Lady?" he asked, and Nikki blinked. Several times.
"Woah," she said softly. "That sounded so familiar."
~*~ (flashback) ~*~
Nikki sat at the movie theatre, sharing a popcorn with her best friend Rachael.
"You have entered the Realm of the Lady of the Wood," said Haldir on the screen, in a condescending tone. "You cannot go back."
Nikki giggled, poking her friend in the side.
"That guy must have something up his ass."
~*~ (end flashback) ~*~
Nikki blinked, tilting her head. She looked up at the guy, with long blonde hair. Another blink.
"I wish I could remember that guys name," she thought to herself, furrowing her brow. "Hal? No.. and it wasn't R2D2 either.."
He had just turned back to speak with one of the others there, as Nikki finally remembered it.
"HALDIR!" she exclaimed, and the elf snapped to her, glaring.
"How did you know my name?"
"I know many things," she said, a smirk growing upon her face. Haldir, however, was not so amused.
"You will meet our Lord and our Lady," he said, and she nodded.
"I'm going to need some help," she said, looking down at her ankle. It was black and blue, and about the size of a baseball, and throbbing with pain. "I think it's broken."
Haldir's eyes widened slightly. "You are injured."
"Yea, that's what I just said. I think my ankle's broken."
Haldir quickly spat a few Elvish words, and the two other elves all but picked her up, gently carrying her.
"I'm in Lothlorien," she muttered, it finally sinking in. "How did I get here? This can't be real.. I must be dreaming."
Although the elves' footsteps were light as a feather, her ankle was jarred as they went over a hill.
"Owwwww!" she exclaimed, eyes widening. "Okay," she mumbled to herself, catching Haldir glaring at her. "I want this dream to end now."
~*~*~* A/N: And this is the end. Wow.. I'm feeling better all ready! *~*~*~