So here we go, chapter two! I probably won't update this frequently but I wanted to go ahead and get this out.

I forgot to say this in the beginning and I'm not sure it's even necessary, but I'll go ahead and say it now. I do not own Lord of the Rings, any of Tolkien's amazing works, Into the Woods, or Little Red Riding hood...Pretty much all that's mine are my characters and ideas. Sad day man.

Also, Nimrodel626 & DeLacus: First reviewers, yay! I'm glad you like it so far :) You guys rock!

Rayna's point of view

"Keep up shorty!" Jessie called back to me as they turned a corner, leaving my sight.

"Come on you guys. Do you really have to do this?" I said, chasing after them. "...Uh...guys?" Where did they go? I turned the corner to find that my friends had disappeared. I stopped to catch my breath, still looking in the direction my friends went. How could they have gone so quickly? I turned around to see how far I had run but something was different about the woods. The trees where much bigger, much older. "Umm. Okay, that's not normal. Chloe?! Jessie?!" I called, starting to panic.

I wandered around trying to find a sign of something familiar to help me find my way back to Jessie's, where hopefully my friends would be waiting for me. But I didn't recognize anything. And it was getting dark. "It's like I'm in a completely different forest." I said to myself. "Well Rayna, what are you going to do now?" I said sitting on a nearby rock. "You're going to stop talking to yourself. That's what you're going to do. Stop talking to yourself and find your way out of here."

"Are you lost?" An unfamiliar voice said from a few feet away, making me jump to my feet.

I couldn't say anything. I just stood there trying to see whoever it was. "Are you lost?" They repeated.

"Who are you?" I finally found my words.

"I am more interested in who you are. And why would a young lady such as yourself be wandering in the woods alone at night?" If that wasn't your typical story book villain answer. Well I'm not gonna have it.

"Are we really going to do this whole little red riding hood thing? Just tell me who you are and I'll tell you who I am." I was trying to sound braver than I felt. Fortunately he cooperated.

"I am known as strider. That is all I can say."

Well that's a start. "I am known as Rayna." I said sarcastically, staring into the darkness where 'Strider' was standing.

"Well now miss Rayna, what brings you here?" Great. Not sure how to answer that. Just don't let him know you're lost, Rayna. Never tell a stranger you're lost.

"Umm. I don't exactly know. I'm not really sure where here is." I'm terrible at this, I know.

"So you are lost." Yeah, really shouldn't have told him that. I'm probably going to die here. "Well perhaps you know where you are going?"

"That's none of your business mister. How do I know I can trust you? Sure I know your name, well I think that's your name, it's pretty weird, but I haven't even seen your face." Hey I sound confident! Good job me.

"And how can I trust you? For all I know you could be a spy." He said calmly.

"I'm not a spy. And hey, I'm not the one lurking in the shadows like a creep. Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go." I started turning to walk away.

"It is not safe for you to be out here alone." He said, stepping out of the shadows.

"Yeah, well I'm not exactly feeling safe out here with y-" I turned back to see the man I had been talking to. He looked like he came right out of an Errol Flynn movie. Or maybe he had been to a Renaissance Festival or something. I always dressed up for the festival, but this guy went all out, swords and everything.

I looked up at his face to see that he was giving me the same, confused, expression. Apparently he hadn't noticed my appearance and the camera hanging around my neck, until just now. "You are not from here…" He said.

"Are you sure you're not the one from out of town?"

"I am fairly sure, my lady. Tell me, where have you come from?"

"Look, I've told you enough, Renaissance man. I'm not hangin' around any longer. Have fun with your creepin' and whatever else it is that you do." He gave me another strange look but this time I was leaving before anything happened. Plus he was making me nervous with all of those weapons.

"You won't survive alone." Here we go again.

"I'll be fine." I answered not looking back at him. Then I heard something like a pack of wolves and stopped dead in my tracks. "But maybe you could lend me one of those swords?"

"We can set up camp for the night and I will help you get back tomorrow, where ever it is you are from." I didn't answer. "I will not hurt you, I promise."

I don't know if it was the wolves or the fact that I actually felt like I could trust this man but I decided to take him up on that offer, however I had a feeling I would not get much sleep tonight.

Jessie

So that night we met Mr. Bilbo. He's a nice little old Hobbit, a bit of a collector too. Pippin was right about all of the maps. Turns out he was quite the traveler in his younger days. We told him about our problem and he showed us a map of a place called Middle Earth, which is apparently where we are. While Merry, Mr. Bilbo, and I were looking over the maps, Chloe and Pippin were goofing off in the kitchen telling jokes, having found us too boring.

"Here's the corn field we found you in." Merry pointed out. "Is this where you came from?" He asked pointing to a place outside of the field which, by the way, looks nothing like a wooded area.

"No." I shook my head.

"How about here?"

"No, I don't think so. Do you have any other maps, Mr. Bilbo?" I said.

"I'm sorry miss Jessie but if you did not come from anywhere around here, perhaps you did not simply walk here. This would be new but not entirely impossible. I have heard some crazy tales." He said.

"I…I don't know. This is just too weird."

"I agree Jessie. You are weird." Chloe said as she and Pippin walked in on our little conference. "So did you find out how to get back home?" She asked.

"I do not believe you are anywhere near your home, child. The two of you seem to have fallen into our world and left your home behind." Bilbo answered for me.

Great. Another world. "Well, what do we do?" I asked in a daze.

"Embrace it!" Chloe said. "From what Pippin tells me, this place is a lot better than home. Except for the fact that they have never heard of TV or cell phones." Oh Chloe, if only I was as simple minded as you.

"And what about Rayna?" That seemed to dampen Chloe's spirits for a bit.

"Well maybe she found some nice Hobbits too. Maybe we'll find her tomorrow." Chloe said.

"Well then," Mr. Bilbo said, "My nephew, Frodo, should be here very soon and we can have some dinner. Then I'll set up the bed in the extra room. You two can stay with me for as long as you need."

"You are so nice!" Chloe said as she wrapped the Hobbit in a big hug.

It's been a long day for the both of us.

"Yes, thank you sir." I said.

"Not a problem. This old hole can get rather lonely. It will be nice to have company for a change." He said with a smile.

Bilbo went into the kitchen to get dinner. Not long after, the door to the Hobbit hole opened and a brown haired hobbit walked in. He greeted Merry and Pippin happily, then gave me and Chloe a confused smile just before we heard Bilbo calling from the kitchen.

"Frodo, is that you?"

"Yes, Uncle!" Frodo answered.

"I'd like you to meet our guests," He walked in, "Miss Jessie and Miss Chloe. They are lost and will be staying with us for a while. Girls this is Frodo, My nephew."

"Nice to meet you." Frodo said with a smile.

After the introductions we all had dinner, Pippin and Merry left, and the rest of us settled in for the night.

"I hope the room is to your liking." Bilbo said.

"Yes, it's quite nice. Thank you again for letting us stay here. "I said politely.

"You are quite welcome, children. Now you get some sleep and I'll see you for breakfast." He closed the door and we were left in the room by ourselves.

"I think I'm going to like it here!" Chloe stated as she flopped onto the bed, her feet hanging off due to the Hobbit sized furniture and her long legs.

"I'm just worried about Rayna."

"Oh, Shorty'll be fine. She was probably mistaken for a hobbit and adopted by some family with twenty kids."

"Ah, that makes sense. You must be right." I said sarcastically.

"Of course I am." She said with a yawn. "Good night Jessie."

"Good night Chloe."

Rayna

Turns out I was actually able to get some sleep last night. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I can sleep through an earthquake. Why wouldn't I be able to fall asleep in the middle of the woods, with a strange man keeping watch who could easily kill me if he wanted to?

In the morning while putting out the fire Strider started asking me questions about what had happened before I got lost.

"…So I chased after them. Then they rounded a corner and went out of sight. It all happened so fast. I thought I would go back to Jessie's house but when I turned around the forest had changed. It was totally different. And that's sort of where you came in."

"I see." He said thoughtfully. "Perhaps we can retrace your steps out of the forest and you can find your friend's home." He started walking back to where I had wandered from. "Come."

"Right behind you." I followed. I just hope I can find my way back to Jessie's.

A few hours later

After a lot of walking that I do not remember doing before, we finally came out of the woods. I would love to say that I was right back where I came from, reunited with my friends, and rid of my new one. I would love to say that…but I can't. Instead we came out in the middle of nowhere.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"You do not recognize it here." He stated rather than asked.

"No. No, I do not." Great. What now? "If only I had my cellphone!" I kicked a rock in anger.

"What is that?" He gave me a puzzled look.

"A cellphone?" He nodded in answer. "You don't know what a cellphone is!? Dude, you need to get out more."

"I'm not sure that is the problem. I do not think you are from here."

"Of course I'm not from here. I don't know where we are." I am so lost. We stood there in silence for a while, neither of us knowing what to do.

"I am traveling to see an old friend." He broke the silence. "I will take you with me. There we can rest and perhaps my friend can help you find your way back." Well I suppose it can't get any worse. Plus some rest would be nice.

"Fine. Let's go."

"Very well." He gave me a slight smile and we headed off.

A few more hours later

We reached our destination just as the sun started to go down. I couldn't believe what I saw. It was beautiful; unlike anything I had ever seen. My jaw dropped when I saw it.

"Miss Rayna, I welcome you to Rivendell." He said, watching my expression.

"Wow." Was all I could manage. The closer we got to Rivendell the more I was doubting that I was actually in my world. It wasn't like anything we had back home. As we entered Rivendell a pointy-eared man came towards us.

"What's with his ears? Is he wearing a dress?" I whispered with a small laugh after the second question. But Strider seemed to ignore my questions.

The man greeted Strider. "Estel, maar nà kena lle." Wait, what did he just say?

"Ar lle, elendil." Strider answered with a smile. Okay neither of them are speaking English. This isn't fair!

"Man nà sina?" The man looked at me with a smile. What do I do? This guy is looking at me and I have no clue what he just said!

"No hablo Español." What else was I supposed to say?

"Ah," the stranger said, after giving me a strange look, "you are not familiar with the language of the elves. Forgive me. I am Lindir."

"Umm… I'm Rayna. Nice to meet you." I said shyly.

"It is a pleasure to meet you as well, lady Rayna." Then he turned to Strider again. "Estel, what brings you and your friend here today?" Then they began speaking the other language again.

Wait, did he say Elves? And he called Strider, Estel? What does that mean? Could I really be in another world? I turned around, looking at this place and thinking about where I might be.

Once they finished their conversation 'Lindir' came up to me. "Lady Rayna, if you will follow me, you may have some food and a place to rest." Food. This man knows my language. I followed him to a table set up outside. "Your friend will meet you here later. Is there anything more I can do for you at present?"

I looked at the table of food. "Nope. I'm good!" I said with a smile.

"Very well," Lindir laughed, "I shall return later to check up on you."

"Thank you!" I said with a mouth-full of food. And he left.

maar an kena lle: 'good to see you.'

Ar lle, elendil: 'And you, friend'

Man nà sina? 'Who is this?'

I would like to note that I am no expert in Elvish (though I would like to be), so it may not be correct. I apologize in advanced if I got them wrong.

Anyways, hope you liked this chapter!