Training

A/N: I hope that you like the longer chapters. This chapter will be in third person, so I hope that you like it. I Just finished Peter Pan! YAY! My brother was Slightly, he did a job worthy of awesome sauceJ I do not own Lord Of The Rings. I wish I did…

The Maia awoke with the sun, as it rose from the tops of the trees. She was actually very surprised to find that she had stayed in the tree the entire night, she had thought that she would have made the mistake of rolling over in her sleep, but luckily she stayed upright, and stable on the narrow branch.

She slowly got into a better position to jump out of the tree. She bit her lip, and sprang out of the tree, and landed with a soft thud. She smiled gleefully, and wiped the leaves off of her dress, and combed the dirt out of her hair with her fingers. She wanted to make sure that she didn't mind what she looked like, but living with a bunch of elves, gossip.

Walking over to Haldir's tree she looked up, to her surprise he was not there. She looked around cautiously, and slowly pulled out her daggers, she did not want to be caught unawares.

Haldir smiled at the little edain, this was to be her test of courage. He motioned to twenty of his men who were hiding in the trees, and making a downward motion he leapt out of the tree, followed by the ellon. And they attacked.

Mithril flipped her head around in surprise, crouched down into a fighting position dagger in hand, and began doing her best job at knocking away the arrows that were shot at her. Of course she missed several arrows, one is never perfect when they are in this situation, unless that person is a Mary-Sue, or Valar forbid a Gary-Stu. In all I would say that she hit about ten, out of ninety arrows.

The woman would have gone on in her endeavor to knock away the arrows, which sadly she was lacking, if Haldir had not raised his hand and walked to the center.

"Well done Jane. You have passed the test of bravery, but that is not enough. Nimrod shall teach you the mastery of the sword, he shall be your tutor until he deems you worthy to continue onto the bow, which he shall also teach you." He said very much like a tutor would talk to a student, but there was something more in his voice. Something that not even Mithril could tell.

She looked at him strangely trying to discern what he meant by that, but all she received was a slight nod, and a smile. With that he turned around, and walked off followed by nineteen of his elves, save the one called Nimrod.

The Maia looked like a fish out of water at the moment she looked so comical that the ellyn standing in front of her and a little to the left took one look at the woman and laughed.

Mithril turned her head and glared icy daggers at him, which unfortunately only made him, laugh harder. Why are people always laughing at me? She thought to herself.

"Will you please stop laughing, I have had my share of being laughed at. Trust me, I do not enjoy being laughed." She glared.

"Well, I have heard of several of your fiascos, they are what I would call chiefly humorous. One: you're dressing in front of Elladan. Two: dying the peredhil's hair blond, and Prince Legolas a Noldor hair color. And then of course spitting in Lindir's face, which between you and I he quite deserved." He said laughing.

She looked at him and smirked. "Your name is Nimrod right? Well where I come from it means chiefly humorous. Which I can see plainly that that refers to you."

"Yes, but you forget Lady Jane that it also means 'Great Hunter'. That is something that you failed to specify, or that you knew it. But your pride got the best of you." He said looking very much like a teacher now. "Come, let us go." He said turning around, giving Jane no choice but to follow.

She looked at him with a new air of respect he had earned it. She would honor him, and Haldir when her identity was known.

Nimrod and Jane aka Mithril, made their way to the breakfast courtyard, almost everything here was done outside. When they walked up to it Nimrod stopped, "Jane, you are not to enter this hall until you have been trained correctly. This may seem unfair, but this is the soldiers' hall. Not one of these elves entered this hall, until they had completed training. I will go collect some food, wait here."

Mithril looked inside, and saw that there were at least a thousand elves, inside eating. Her eyes bugged at the sight of it.

After Nimrod and Jane finished their meals of fruits, and bread, they went to the armory, where Nimrod had Jane pick out a sword, and bow and arrow. After she was fitted with her weapons they fitted her with the uniform of the Galadhrim, which consisted of their battle uniform, her casual one, which was an embroidered tunic, pants, and shirt.

He turned around while the woman changed into her uniform so that they would be able to train better.

After she was dressed in her uniform, he handed her the sword that was already sheathed in a sheath, made of leather. She put her hand out to take the bow and quiver, but Nimrod held us his hand and shook his head. "Not yet, silly edain." He said imitating a father talking to a little child who wanted a cookie, but had not yet earned one.

"Fine, you win." Jane sulked. "But it's a pretty bow." She said sighing as she touched it.

"Come Jane, we must teach you the basics of fencing before the day is out." He said. "Let us go." He told her indicating that it was time to leave. The girl nodded, she was very excited to prove to Nimrod that she was able to use a sword.

On there way to the practice fields Jane bit her lip in thought. 'I did know how to use a sword, and bow and arrow. But, there was no use for it at the time.' She thought. She knew deep down that she would most likely fail.

A/N:

Me: I hope you like it!

Erestor: You must be joking, terrible punctuation.

Me: What are you doing here? You are not even part of the story right now!

Jane: Atra wingla em feces toon!

Me: Me or him?

Jane: Both! You will not shut up! Thanks for reading see ya!