I forgot to do this on the first chapter.

Disclaimer:I do not own anything in either the Lord of the Rings series or the Chronicles of Narnia. I just like messing with the plotlines and characters.

This is my first time writing a fanfiction. Well one that I have posted so I ask that you bare with me. There will be mistakes and I welcome any critism or praise for things you can give me. If something doesnt make sense tell me and I will look into changing it or explaining it better. Hope you enjoy and keep coming back!

Chapter 2

I could feel the air swirling around. The magic helping it go faster as I lifted off the ground.

'Aslan, I had better have a soft landing' I thought to myself as the wind continued to whip my hair, though it did not tangle. I felt a tingle on my ear and raised my hand to feel it as my feet touched to the ground. I felt a point. My ears had become pointed.

'What in Aslan's name?'

Shaking my head I opened my eyes to see I was in the edge of a forest, facing a small, run down looking town. I started to walk toward it and found a bag resting on my hip as well. Surprised I opened it to find gold and silver coins, a new dress in a different color and a water skin. Inspecting the coins I realized they were not of Narnian make. Meaning I could be anywhere. I could be and probably was in a whole new world.

Sighing I continued to walk toward the town in the twilight. It didn't take me long to reach the gate. There was a door there that I knocked on. A gangly, old man opened the peep hole and saw me. A figure clad in a black cloak.

"What business do you have in Bree?" The man asked

"I seek the local inn" I started "for I have travelled far and become weary"

I could tell that he was surprised to hear my voice. My best guess was that he had originally thought me to be male. A small one at that. The man shut the peephole and I could hear him removing what sounded like a deadbolt, before opening the door. Nodding my head to the man I wandered the streets of Bree until I found the inn. The Prancing Pony. I stepped through the door and immediately felt the magic. The darkest magic I had ever felt. Darker than the White Witches. I silently gasped at feel of it before I collected my self.

"How may I help you?" The inn master asked as he polished a mug for ale.

"A room please" I said. Once again this man looked surprised before nodding his head.

"You're lucky you came now, my lady, for you're taking my last room" I nodded my head as I passed him two silver coins.

I walked towards the stairs to get to my room when a man in a cape similar to mine caught my eye. Changing my course I sat in a table a few down from him. Watching him from the corner if my eye I scanned the rest of the room. My gaze landing on four tiny men. Most would think them mere children but you could tell they weren't if you paid them more than just a glance. I could feel the magic in the air surround the one that had just pulled the inn master aside. I focussed my hearing so the clanging of glasses and murmurs of drunks faded into the distance.

"The man in the corner, who is he?" The small man asked.

"He's one of them rangers. Dangerous folk they are. Nobody knows his name but around here he goes by Strider" the inn master answered. The small man nodded his thanks before he began sipping on some more of his ale.

"Baggins'? Yes I know a Baggins" the loud voice of another small man echoed throughout the inn "his name is Frodo Baggins"

The small man from before, I'm assuming Frodo, got up and practically ran to the loud one. Frodo slipped and a small ring flew up in the air. The small man reached into the air to grab it and the ring slipped onto his finger. He disappeared. Not the 'I can't find where your hiding', or the 'you were there a minute ago'. No he disappeared before everyone's eyes. I could feel the magic get stronger. So much stronger. It was as if the ring was calling, looking for someone, and when the magic was used the person could follow. I watched as the man named Strider got up and walked to the table beside me before he grabbed the small mans arm.

"You draw far too much attention to yourself Mr. Underhill" Strider hissed. I can only assume Underhill was a fake last name. I extended my hearing once again and was greeting with the sound of a door being slammed.

"What do you want?" I heard the small man asked. His voice was shaking slightly.

" A little more caution from you" Strider spoke "that is no trinket you carry"

"I carry nothing" Frodo answered. I watched the other small men run up the stairs.

"Indeed" Strider hummed. I stood up and started towards the stairs.

"I can avoid being seen if I want to but being able to disappear completely, that is a rare gift." Strider continued.

"Who are you?"

"Are you frightened?"

"Yes"

"Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you" Strider warned.

I leaned against the top of the stairs as the three small men burst into the room carrying candle sticks as weapons. Strider drew his sword at first but then put it away, obviously not worried about the little men.

"Let him go or I'll have you for Long sharks!" The slightly rounder one yelled.

"You have a stout little heart hobbit, but that will not save you" Strider informed him.

'Hobbits' I thought ' that must be what the little men are'.

"Your rooms are no longer safe. You'll stay here tonight. Frodo, you can not wait for the wizard. They're coming" Strider spoke. This was where I decided to step in. Walking into the room I made sure my face was covered before I spoke.

"Four of them will come this night, for I can feel their power. The evil seeps off of them thickly and they will not stop. Riding hard they will go through the gates and try to take it in your sleep"

Five heads whipped towards the doorway that I stood in. One sword and three candlesticks pointed at me. I stood calmly before them.

"How do you know of what we speak of" Strider asked.

"I can feel the magic, their malice, their will" I replied.

"Show yourself" Strider commanded.

"I do not take orders" I replied "but I will concede this one time. Next time I would watch the way you talk"

I reached my arms up and pulled hood back to reveal my face and crown.

APOV

This figure had taken me by surprise, and that is not easy to do. I had no idea how long they had been listening or how much they had heard. I watched as the figure slowly lifted her arms up and grabbed her hood.

"Be warned" it spoke "you may be surprised at what you see"

I was. I was absolutely surprised. Standing in front of me was a beautiful ellyth. Her hair looked like it was a perfect golden brown, that was extremely rare on an elf. Her eyes a piercing and startling blue-green. Her lips were the color of cherries and in a perfect pout. But what startled me the most was the gold crown upon her head. It looked like vines wrapping around each other with flowers blooming. I was stunned. I bowed my head in respect.

"I am sorry My Lady, I did not know your stature" I spoke.

"All is well" she smiled "but I have many questions that need answers for I am not of this world"

"Not of this world, My Lady?" I asked.

"I'll explain once my questions are answered" the Lady explained.

I nodded my head before turning to the hobbits who looked really confused about the whole thing. I let out a small chuckle.

"Come on hobbits into bed. We leave early in the morning" I spoke. They all complained before the ellyth gave them a stern look and they all climbed in. The maiden walked towards the window and took a seat on the bench there. She looked at me and patted the spot next to her. I walked over and sat there.

"Where am I?" She asked.

"Bree. A two week hike from Rivendell" I told her. A small giggle escaped her lips.

"What world?" She asked.

"Middle Earth" I said confused.

"I'm from a world called Narnia. Although I have travelled between worlds before I haven't been here" she told me "I'm sent to different worlds to learn new lessons, and help the people that are in danger. Usually there is a great evil that needs to be defeated"

I nodded my head before realising that I didn't even now this ellyths names.

"Were a ruler in your world?" I asked.

"Yes. They called me High Queen of Narnia, Lady of Cair Paraval, Empress of the Lone Islands, and Holder of the Glistening Eastern Sea... Commander of the Noble Order of the Lion, Dearest to Aslan's heart and Lioness by right of birth. But mostly I went by Queen Lucy the Valiant" Lucy smiled as she spoke her title and I was amazed.

"Your people must of loved you very much" I told her. I truly believed they had but one part of her answer troubled me.

"But what does 'Dearest to Aslan's heart and Lioness by right of birth' mean?" I asked.

"Aslan is the creator. He has no age and many different names. He created both of the world's I have travelled in before. Only in Narnia does he take the form of the lion. I believed in him before my siblings and I often had more faith than they did so I was given the title 'Dearest to Aslan's heart'. 'Lioness by right of birth' means that I am part of Aslan and he is part of me. I can feel magic because of Aslan and I can always tell when he is close. I can feel him now. He is close. Watching over us for the night so we are safe. He will go to his other duties tomorrow" She spoke with a shrug.

"You must accompany us to Rivendell" I exclaimed. If I was right Aslan also took the form of an elf and the name Eru or Illuvitar. I prayed it was so.