Hello this is Kohakumiyu I hope you'll like the story so far! And yes I know I have some grammar mistakes, if not a lot, feel free to point them out! Anyways review! Oh and I don't own any of characters here except for Ashlocke and Skyler.

Chapter 2

Damn, my head hurts, was the first thought that came into Skyler's mind when she woke up.

Okaaaaayyyy, where the heck am I? That was her second thought when she found herself in a brightly lit room that was simply but somehow elegantly decorated with delicately carved vines intertwining authentic ones.

"You are in Lothlorien, the land of the Galadhrims. And I am Lady Galadriel." A faint whispery voice said liltingly as if singing a song.

Skyler turned toward the door and saw a tall woman came in. This Lady Galadriel had the longest hair that rippled down in gold cascades; her pale skin glittered in the silvery light while her blue eyes sparkled like the sky.

Uh…must be coincidence that she just happened to answer my questions, right?

I'm afraid not, a faintly amused voice echoed inside her head.

Skyler stared at Galadriel in shock, "Ehhhhh, please tell me I'm not hallucinating."

Galadriel smiled slightly, "No, I can speak to you in your mind; however I'm sure you would prefer if I speak out loud."

Skyler gave a weak chuckle, "Yeah, definitely."

"Since you are better now, do you mind introducing yourself, and tell me what brought you to Lothlorien." Lady Galadriel inquired gently.

Skyler unconsciously reached behind her and felt for her wound. It was bandaged and at least it didn't hurt at much as before. Then she looked down and found herself dressed in a silvery night gown, "Umm, I hope you didn't throw away my clothes."

Galadriel raised her eyebrows, but replied, "Well, your clothes were too torn to be fixed, hence they were disposed of. However, your boots were in good condition, and they are in the closet."

Skyler nodded, "Excellent. Anyways…umm, I'm not exactly sure where I am so far. Because one moment I was shopping with my mother…" Skyler trailed off when she saw a faint questioning look on Galadriel.

"Shopping…you know, like buying stuff…eh things, like clothes?" Skyler offered astounded that the word 'shopping' isn't in their vocabulary.

Galadriel nodded indicating for her to go on.

"Well, so we were buying clothes, and I went to try on those boots that I was wearing when I came here, and I look into a mirror…and…um…oh yea…and there was this weird swirl thingy I think, on the mirror and I touch it….eh…then I landed here."

"What land were you from?" Galadriel asked.

"Let's see, city is San Diego, state California, country is United States, and Earth the planet, or land, whatever you said." Feeling she had to add more, Skyler said, "eh, a state is a section of a country, and a country would be like….kingdom?"

"Earth?"

Skyler nodded, "Why?"

"Well my dear, this is Middle-earth."

Skyler turned paled, "Oh dear…ummm…year 2005?"

"No, 2480 the Third Age." Galadriel said.

"OMG!" Skyler breathed out, "this isn't, this isn't where I'm from, it's no where near! What the physic happened!"
"Be calm, child." Galadriel said comfortingly.

"I'm not calm, I'm freaking out!" Skyler said, struggling not to screech, of course that plan completely failed when she caught sight of the woman's ears, they were pointed.

"Whoa!" Skyler yelled, and she saw Galadriel winced as if she was right next to her ears, "What's wrong with your ears!"

Galadriel looked at her in surprise, "Surely you have heard of elves?"

"Elves? You mean short little people with squeaky voices and wears pointy hat? You sure don't look like them, and they are not even real!"

Skyler thought Galadriel looked slightly indignant when she replied, "Elves are generally taller than humans, and we do not wear pointy hats."

Skyler winced and slapped her hand against her forehead in frustration, "I am so so so very screwed."

"Screwed?"

"Well, that simply means I am a very deep hole, you know trouble?" Skyler explained, "Okay, breathe in, out, in…out…, good okay…." Skyler muttered to herself.

"Okay let's see, I am currently in Lothlorien on Middle-earth in Third Age which looks a lot like the medieval ages. So…oh yeah…that's why they have arrows, so…no cars probably, and no cell phone, oh gods…no toilets….crap…that's no a lot of things…" Skyler grumbled to herself as she tried to assess the situation while Galadriel looked on almost amusedly, "eh, mother would probably be freaking out, and calling the police. I'm officially off the education system, at least until I get back, that's good, I think. And eh… I think that's it….oh I might have to get a job here to pay rent and stuff…oh dear god…At least I have a work permit…"

Finally Galadriel cut in and said, "My dear you do not have to do anything you don't want to here. You are a guest and you would be treated as one."

Skyler stopped her soliloquy and looked at her: "What? But don't I have to give you money to stay here, you know so I wouldn't be a burden, and stuff."

Galadriel laughed, "Do not worry about that now, in time you will adjust to how we live. You seem to be different even from the humans in this world. Just as well, perhaps you will bring something new to us. A joy that has been lost for years."

Skyler looked at her questioningly, "What? Never mind, I'll just mind my own business. But just out of curiosity, how old are you?"

Galadriel laughed, "Thousands of years old, young child."

"Oh dear, and I thought I was old, I'm seventeen. Oh and by the way, I'm Skyler Evans. You may call me Sky if you want to; sometimes even I find my name to be a mouthful. So um, what do I do now?"

Galadriel smiled at her and said, "Well, first we shall get you dressed and I will introduce Lothlorien to you."

"Not Middle-earth? Oops sorry, I should be grateful already…don't mind me, really, I always end up saying the wrong thing."

"It's quite alright, no, not Middle-earth. To you, a young child, it could be too dangerous."

"You mean like that monster thing?"

"Orcs, yes, like those." Galadriel said as she took out a dress from the closet.

Skyler made an audible wince, "You don't have pants? Please, I promise if you let me wear pants I won't ever ask for anything else!"

"Pants?"

"You know like what guys…male people wear."

Galadriel raised her eyebrows, but said nothing, she put the dress back and from the bottom of the closet she took out a set of grey hoses with a soft silk shirt and a pair of soft suede boots, "I'm sure these would be more comfortable then your boots. The ladies said the material of your shoes were quite rough."

"Wow!" Skyler grinned as she hopped off the bed, "You are the nicest person in the world!"

Galadriel looked at her in amusement, "Come I will help you dress the first time, from your clothes I could see how these would pose some difficulty."

Soon after Skyler was dressed and she followed Galadriel out to find herself high up in a tree. Slowly she winded her way down the stair and at last when she was on the ground to suck in her breath at the sheer exquisiteness of Lothlorien. Everywhere she could see is soft golden lights. The houses here are incorporated along with the trees that made them seem like part of the nature. White winding stairs and tree houses molded beautifully into the green surrounding.

"Oh…wow…this is like fairytales…it's so…wow!" Skyler found herself awed to speechless as she turned around and around to take in the view.

Galadriel laughed softly, as she stopped Skyler's twirling and led her to walk on, "Come, we would not want you to be dizzy so soon."

Here a long intermediate period in the record of Lady Skyler of Lothlorien was missing. Perhaps it was lost through the ages, perhaps she was too preoccupied to write down her thoughts; whatever the reason was we will never know. However, the record picked up again three years after.

"Rumil, is it true that the Marchwarden is coming back?" Skyler asked as she trudged along beside the tall elf, "I never did get to thank him for saving me."

"Hey I helped too!" the gangly elf pouted.

Skyler threw her head and laugh, "Oh yea and Orophin too, but how come you guys stayed and he went back?"

"Well, he just had his turn to come home, and we were out there forever."

"I thought elves like nature."

"There is a difference between like and obsession. WE like nature, Haldir is obsessed with it."

"What? You are not making any sense. Anyways what is the Marchwarden like?"

Rumil smirked, "Well, he's slightly overbearing, never smiles, and…"

Suddenly a steely voice ranged out to the left of them, "And what?" Rumil turned slightly paled and turned toward the sound. And right there standing by the fountain was the tall silver eye elf Skyler had first saw three years before.

Skyler laughed again, "Rumil! You are in deep this time!" She sat down right where she stood and continued to chuckle. Rumil sent a pleading look at her.

Skyler shook her head still laughing and she dust her self off and stood up again. She turned to the Marchwarden and bowed, "Hello, I'm Skyler, or Sky. It doesn't matter which one you use."

"And I am Haldir of Lothlorien, what has my brother been telling you?" Haldir responded frigidly.

Skyler shrugged, "Nothing much really, he basically told me everything except for your name. It was wretchedly annoying to say 'Marchwarden' every time."

Haldir raised his eyebrows, "Every time meaning topics that concerned me appeared many times?"

Skyler nodded and replied, "Well, of course you did save me, and I spend most of my times with Rumil and Orophin anyways, so…duh!"

"Duh?"

Rumil added, "Meaning: isn't it obvious. Sky is not from around here."

Haldir nodded, "yes, words travels fast, the new wardens have been talking about the human from another land."

"Pardon me, people but I'm right here, even if I'm shorter than you, you don't have to ignore me."

"Most humans would be shorter." Haldir replied, a glint of amusement shone in his eyes.

"Well most be genetics, Mother was tall too."

"Or it could be that you're just big." Rumil supplied.

Skyler quirked her lips and held up her hand, "You have five seconds to run before I make sure you will never reproduce again."

"You wouldn't dare, Haldir's here."

"And I wouldn't stop her." Haldir said deadpanned.

"Five…Four…" Rumil gulped and then without another word he took off.

As Soon as he disappeared Skyler broke out laughed, "Oh, dear, what a trip. And here I thought all elves are old and stuffy."

Haldir stared at her, "We are not old and stuffy."

Skyler made a face at him, "Trust me, when you've live for hundreds of years, you've got to be old and stuffy, it is a given."

"And who said that?"

"I did." Skyler replied frankly.

"And who said you are right?"

"I did. And I have researches to prove it, the last time I saw Lady Galadriel, she tried to stuff me into a dress, now tell me that's not being old and stuffy."

"It isn't it is called being a proper lady." Haldir retorted as he started walking with Skyler.

"Blah, a proper lady would never be willing bound up and stuffed into something fluffy and lacey." Suddenly she looked at him strangely and grinned, "You know we just got introduced, and here you are arguing with me like we've known each other forever. Kind of creepy, don't you think?"

"Creepy?"

"You know out of ordinary?"

"No, it is called a dialogue." Haldir said stiffly.

Skyler laughed, "You are so ancient."

"I am not, you're too young." Haldir replied.

"Never mind that, I don't have to be reminded of it everyday! It's so annoying; you guys are archaic, old, and prehistoric. It is ridiculous! And yet you still managed to look completely immaculate! Now that is amazing!"

Haldir suddenly stopped as he stared at the human beside him, "You ARE different."

"What?"

"I've heard of you from many elves, and the only word they described you with was, different."

Skyler laughed again, and shook her head, "No I'm not different, I'm just human. There's a big difference there!"

"I've seen humans before; they are dirty, quarrelsome, and weak." Haldir said almost disgustedly.

Skyler frowned at him, "No they're not…" she paused, and then added, "at least not in my world. Some of them may be cruel and dirty and all that but a lot of them are brave and spirited. They treasure every second like gold and dare to go after what they want."

"Not the humans I've seen." Haldir said, "perhaps humans in your world are different."

Skyler shrugged, "Nah, I think it's just you've never met a good person. I would like to see the world someday, you know, outside Lothlorien. I've never been out before, well at least not after I came in."

"Why would you want to be out?"

"For adventure and for a breather you know."

"The world is no longer safe for wandering, especially for a human." Haldir said emphasizing the last word.

Skyler ignored his slight on humans and replied, "Yeah that's what Galadriel told me, but I can take care of myself perfectly. I've been practicing sword fighting. Well, I actually spend the first month dawdling and then I got bored so I went to ask Lady Galadriel for something to do, and she introduced me to Rumil and Orophin. And then I started practicing and stuff."

"How well are you in sword fighting?" Haldir asked his face in a habitual cold façade.

"I'm okay at it, I'm still using a wooden sword that I helped carved because your swords are queer, they have a LONG handle."

"It is called a double grip sword."

"I know, but I didn't learn it that way." Skyler made a grimace, "and besides it's already a wonder that I even know HOW to use a sword. I mean tons of people in my world never even touch a sword in their entire life!"

"Really." Haldir said uninterestedly while giving her a look that says 'do I look like I care?'

Skyler glared at him, "Really, you don't have to be a pain all the time, gosh! One would think you got something stuck up your you-know-where," she paused then continued, "I'm sorry if I sound like I'm ranting, but gods, your attitude is something to drive a person crazy."

Skyler finished with a sign and threw up her hands before walking away in a huff leaving behind a slightly shaken if not astounded Marchwarden.

The next morning when Skyler arrived at the practice range Rumil and Orophin were no where in sight. Instead, a familiar image of a tall silvery haired elf presented himself.

Skyler raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Oh look what the wind blew in today."

Haldir continued practicing shooting but said, "I assure you Lady Skyler, I am fully entitled to the practice range just as you are."

"Oh, okay." Skyler shrugged.

"Would you care to have a contest with me?"

Skyler glared at the elf, "Are you trying to make a joke? Because I'm sure you know fully well I can't shoot an arrow for the life of me. Rumil's bound to have told you that already."

Haldir stopped shooting and turned around to face her, "Well then it is time for you to learn, Lady Skyler."

"Don't call me that, and why should I learn archery anyways, like you said I'm just a human."

"But humans treasure every second like gold, do they not?"

Skyler glared at him but unable to find any responses to give she gave up and went up beside him, "Well?"

Yes! Two chapters down, I'm sorry if they seemed hurried, but I have a bad habit of wanting to get to the good part! Anyways for those of you who are Eomer lovers I'm afraid you are going to have to wait awhile...And as for Haldir, I'm trying to make it less love at first sight, because personally I think that takes all the fun out of it.

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