This isn't my first fan fiction but it's the first with this account. My name means "the beautiful song". It's French by the way, because I am taking French at school and enjoying it. Here are some names that will appear in the story.

Meleth Linnod- Love Song

Vanawen- Lost Maiden

Charlotte-petit and feminine

Juliette-love's child

Naryawen- flaming maiden

Alasse- Joy

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Tolkien's characters. I do not own The Chronicles of Narnia. (I just used the title). The only characters I have a right to are the one's I created. (Charlotte, Juliette, Joy, and their counterparts).

Note: The book Lord of the Rings does not exist in this story. So that is why the characters do not know about the characters and what's going to happen and so forth.

Rain clouds were moving over the mansion in the forest. The wind blew fiercely on that cold autumn's night and a few miles away, a thunderstorm was beginning to move towards the mansion. The mansion was home to an old lady named Joy Bristow and her granddaughter Juliette. It had been in the Bristow family for generations and was a beautiful sight; the forest however was even more beautiful for the trees were greener and taller than their neighbor's trees ever could be. Some people said the forest held a great and terrible power; those were the people that had heard Joy's story. It was that night that Joy was to re-tell her story for the last time. But it just so happens that the last time was the most important of all.

"Juliette! Charlotte! The cookies will be ready in fifteen minutes!" Grandma Joy called from the kitchen.

"Alright!" Juliette yelled in reply. Juliette gave her friend Charlotte an annoyed look. "I swear, that woman never stops baking!" Charlotte giggled and said,

"I think it's great that your grandmother cooks. Mine just go to restaurants all the time." Juliette tossed her long red locks. "Whatever." Charlotte smiled to herself knowing she had won the argument.

Charlotte and Juliette had been friends for nine years, ever since third grade when Charlotte had become the new kid at Juliette's elementary school. They soon realized they had a lot in common, including their unique names. They both loved having names that didn't blend in with the Sarah's and the Emily's of the world. They enjoyed standing out, but that was more Juliette's expertise. Not that Charlotte was boring, she just wasn't as reckless. They were both about five foot eight and many of their friends said they could be models Charlotte never considered herself beautiful, although she was. Juliette on the other hand, was vain and proud of her beauty and used it to toy with boy's hearts. It is safe to say that she was the boy-crazy one of the pair. Charlotte preferred not to get involved with high-school boys for she found them immature and/or perverted, so she had never dated. Charlotte had a talent of her own for she loved to sing and was very good at it.

Now to a passing stranger, Charlotte and Juliette would seem like an odd pair. Juliette's wavy red hair contrasted with Charlotte's silvery blonde hair. Both of their hair was almost to their waists (they had a bet to see who's would grow the longest). Now when that stranger got closer, the contrast between them was even more apparent. Charlotte had blue-gray eyes and a soft face that was rather poetic if you looked close enough and Juliet has eyes of a deep forest green and a heart-shaped face, causing her to look mischievous but also very exotic. Usually when someone passed, Juliette was talking very animatedly, waving her arms and being very loud. Charlotte would either act silly as well, or just listen with a smile on her face, depending on how her day went.

"I guess we should be getting downstairs. We don't want to make Joy mad." Juliette said after a while and stood up to go to the stairs.

"I love how you call your Grandmother by her first name." Charlotte said sarcastically as she stood up as well. "It's so respectful." Juliette simply grinned and began bounding down the stairs. Charlotte sighed and walked followed her. When the two arrived in the kitchen they found Joy lovingly placing the cookies on a plate, her curly gray hair shining as she hummed a song the girls didn't know. Charlotte found it so beautiful she asked,

"What song is that? It sounds lovely." Joy looked at her for a moment, as if she was trying to decide whether to tell her or not.

"Well, it's a long story-" Joy started but was interrupted by Juliette.

"Not this old fairy tale again!" Joy spun around and looked at her granddaughter severely.

"It is not a fairy tale!" Just then, a loud crash of thunder was heard and Charlotte gave a yell.

"I don't like thunder." Charlotte said quietly, "But I do want to hear your story, do tell!" She smiled at the look of irritation on Juliette's face and wondered why she didn't like the story.

"Thank you dear, at least some people are kind to their elders." Joy replied, looking pointedly at Juliette who stuck her tongue out defiantly. Juliette could only get away with this for two reasons: she was family and she reminded Joy of herself when she was younger. In fact, Juliette could have passed for her twin sister when Joy was eighteen.

"Well grab some cookies and milk, it's going to be a long story." Joy ordered and they girls grabbed the cookies and glassed quickly.

"Now where do I begin..."?

It was many years ago, when Joy was a young woman living in the same mansion. She was beautiful and her long red hair and green eyes gave her an exotic look. Joy had been walking in the woodsy area behind the mansion when she heard a clash of thunder. She began running for shelter and happened upon a pool of water she had never seen before. Something inside her pulled her to it and being the impulsive person that she was, she walked over. As she looked closer Joy noticed the water was silvery and she could see trees in it, but it wasn't raining in the reflection. Joy kneeled down and put out a hand to touch the silvery surface.

Juliette gave an aggravated groan when Joy got to this part in the story.

"Will you let her tell the story!" Charlotte snapped. Charlotte had found the story intriguing, even if it was just a dream Joy had.

"Thank you Charlotte." Joy said and continued reliving her memory.

Joy's hand reached out but never touched to water. Instead, another crash of thunder echoed through the forest and caused Joy to fall. Suddenly everything around her was silver and she was dry and felt very light.

"Am I dead?" She thought.

"You are not dead, you have simply going through a gateway to another world." An ominous voice said. She spun around but saw nothing but silver and decided it was a higher power speaking to her.

"What world am I going to? Is it the one I saw in the water?" She asked.

"Yes but there are a few steps in the process of going to that world. That is why you are here now. First, your appearance will be changed. Then you will gain some memories of your childhood and such. And last, you will be told the rule."

With that, she knew she wouldn't hear the voice again and she thought over the words. She wasn't sure if she was comfortable changing her appearance. Just as Joy thought this, a tingling sensation came over her and she looked down to see her clothes were fading away and were being replaced with a long green dress. Her ears were especially tingling and she quickly put her hands up to feel them and found they were pointed.

Then she felt the odd sensation in her head and a flood of information filled it, overwhelming her. Images of a childhood she had never had, a mother and father, a beautiful forest, and a city of green that she soon learned was on the outskirts of Mirkwood. Then a beautiful language filled her head and she learned her name: Alasse (Joy). She smiled at the perfect translation, it seemed right for her to come to this world.

"You are almost ready Alasse. Now you must learn the rule."

Charlotte leaned forward in her chair as she listened to Joy. Sure, it was highly improbable but she had read the Chronicles of Narnia and didn't a similar thing happen there? Except for the whole transformation thing...but this world did sound pretty complicated. She looked over at Juliette and saw she was staring off into space, not paying attention.

"You may only pass to and from this world twice. This is your first time to this world. Do you understand?" the voice asked in a way that told Joy she better understand it.

"Yes." she said and immediately felt herself being swept away by a strong wind and landed on the ground with a resounding thump. She looked around and noticed the pool of water was a few feet away from her. She grinned for she had no intention of going back anytime soon. For although she had memories it wasn't the same as really seeing the scenery so "Alasse" decided to do some exploring.

"Where did you go?" Charlotte asked but quickly realized she was being naive, thanks to an annoyed look from Juliette that clearly said, "Don't encourage her."

"If you would be quiet and eat your cookies I will tell you!" Joy commanded, but then smiled. "No one's ever been this interested in my story."

"No one's ever cared about your story." Juliette said. Joy glared at Juliette and Charlotte realized it was scary when old people got mad. After a few minutes of glaring Joy sighed and shook her head.

"I used to be able to get you to back down after a few seconds, but now you get the best of me Juliette. I guess I'm just getting older." Joy looked out the window and Charlotte noticed sadness in the way she spoke it sounded almost like regret.

"Won't you finish your story?" Charlotte asked, trying making the old lady smile again.

Alasse began walking through the forest, not really going to any specific place just enjoying the scenery. She figured she was bound to run across something interesting after a while. And she did. Soon her elven ears picked up an almost inaudible sound. The sound of elven feet running. She looked around and saw a streak of green, brown, and blonde.

"Wait!" Alasse yelled in the Elven language. The figure did not stop but kept running. This angered Joy, for she wasn't used to people not listening to her. So she did the only thing she could think of. She chased the person. She began to run as quick as her long legs would carry her and soon discovered the person was a man with blonde hair. She sped up and soon was able to reach out her hand and touch his shoulder.

"Wait!" She called again and this time the man halted. His sudden stop caused Joy to lose her balance and she fell on her face, something she knew an elf would never do. A hand reached down and she accepted it but when she stood she glared.

"Why did you run from me?" She asked in elvish. She looked at the man and noticed he too was an elf, but she didn't recognize his face.

"I was trying to run away from my responsibilities in Mirkwood for a few days. My apologies for causing you to fall, I just expected you to recognize me." The man replied in the beautiful language. "I must say I have never been chased and caught by a maiden before." Joy blushed and secretly congratulated herself for taking cross-country. Joy looked closer and remembered hearing about the handsome prince. She pretended she did not care and said,

"So you are Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood? Well, if I was royalty I would enjoy it, not run away." Joy turned to leave him.

"You have a fierce tongue for one so fair. What is your name?" Legolas asked as he stepped in front of her.

"My name is Alasse." She said quietly and found she couldn't escape his gaze.

"You are right, Lady Alasse. I will return to the palace...but first, would you like to walk with me?" He offered her his arm and Alasse looked at it warily. Why was he being so kind to her? But when she looked into his deep blue eyes she saw only kindness so she accepted.

"Well I won't tell anymore details but Legolas and I soon found ourselves in love." Joy said wistfully. "He would sneak out of the palace as often as he could so he could spend time with me. After a few weeks he taught me the song I was humming, I forget the words but the tune has stayed with me all these years...he said he taught it to me because he thought it fit me, and I begged him too. I guess he couldn't resist my fiery spirit and my red hair, for it is rare for elves to have red hair. But after a few months I missed the mansion, my family, and the forest terribly. Of course, I never told Legolas I came from another world so I finally ended up giving him a note that said I was going on a journey. Then I passed through the gateway and I never went back. What was interesting was that when I came back, it was as if I was only gone for five minutes."

The two girls noticed Joy was looking out the window and decided to go upstairs. Once they were back in Juliette's room, the two sat in the two chairs.

"I told you it was a stupid story." Juliette said.

"Well I enjoyed it, even if it isn't real." Charlotte replied. There was silence followed by another crash of thunder and a yell from Charlotte. Juliette just rolled her eyes but Charlotte did not see her do it because the power went out and the room was pitch black.

"Your not afraid of the dark as well, right?" Juliette teased.

"Ha ha." was Charlotte's only response.

"Let's see if we can find a flashlight."Juliette said and so the girls began to feel around for the chest of drawers, accidentally hitting each other several times. After several minutes Charlotte cried, "Found it!" and a blue light filled the room.

"Nice flashlight."

"Thanks. Joy gave it to me." Juliette replied. "So what now?"

"We could make shadow puppets." Charlotte offered as she began to make a bird that looked more like a dog as she hummed a childish tune.

"Riiiight...or we could go outside and try to find the fort." Juliette was referring to the fort the two girls had discovered when they were ten. They had spent many days playing in it until they decided they were "too mature to be playing in a tree".

"I am not going outside without a raincoat and boots, and I didn't pack those. Besides, how do we know if we can find it? It could take hours. Not to mention your grandmother getting worried." Charlotte reasoned. Juliette walked over to her closet and opened the door. "Help yourself to what you need. And as for Joy, well...she'll live." While Charlotte was looking for clothes, Juliette searched her drawers for a map on how to get to the fort. About ten minutes later, the two girls were dressed in bright yellow raincoats and black boots, ready for an adventure in the rain.

I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter; please tell me if there are any confusing parts of errors.

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