The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings one shots and Imagines Book II

Prophecies - Part 12 - Company x Reader

Bilbo and the dwarves looked at the seer, as she and Gandalf helped them all out of the sacks. Those that had been on the spit, thanking her profusely for saving them from roasting. Bofur sure that his nose had already started to cook.

"How did you do that........?" Thorin demanded to know, as he marched over to her, grabbing hold of (Y/n)'s shoulders and shaking her. The would be king, huffing as she just shook her head. The wizard glaring down at him as he came to stand by her side.

"It would do well for you to remove your hands from her. Treating a defenseless woman in such a way; especially one that has just saved you from being turned into the main course of a troll's dinner, is hardly kingly behaviour. Now is it........." Gandalf said, as Bilbo came to stand by her other side. Thorin pushing her away and muttering something about wizards, hobbits and females; and how none of them were needed on this quest. (Y/n) dropping her head at his words, it obvious that no matter what she did, Thorin was never going to like her, and was certainly never going to trust her. The seer sure that when the time came, and she chose to make that sacrifice, the dwarf king would probably still see her as a curse and leave her body to rot on the hill of ravens. Not that anyone would care.......

"(Y/n).........how did you do that?" Bilbo asked as he looked at her. His version of the same question, much calmer, yet no less inquisitive. Though it did hold a hint of concern that Thorin's most definitely hadn't.

"I.......I really don't know. I have seen these creatures in visions, but have no idea what they are, never mind how I did what I did.........."

"These, my dear.........." Gandalf began, as he smiled fondly at her before smacking one of the now stone creatures with his staff.

"Are trolls. Generally, they are dim-witted creatures; yet what they lack in brains, they make up for in size, strength and viciousness. These three have probably come down from Ettenmoors. Though it has been an aged since any journeyed this far south. Not since a darker power ruled these lands in fact." The wizard continued, as he walked around the troll, studying it for a moment, before turning his attention back to (Y/n).

"By all rights, you should have found yourself in a sack along with all the dwarves; but whatever you did, well, I would say that it was an interesting turn of events, wouldn't you. Yes......a most interesting turn of events.........." Gandalf mused, his hand brushing over his beard. The Ishtari not noticing that (Y/n) had reached out and touched the troll next to her. The grey wizard turning, as Bilbo called his name, to find that the seer's eyes had once more filled with smoky swirls.

"(Y/n).........." Gandalf said quietly, as he moved closer.

"Darkness, flies..........and the smell......it is awful. I have never smelt the like........" The seer began, as he brought up her hand to cover her nose. The entire Company now coming to stand around her. Only Thorin staying back, as the wizard gestured for them all to be quiet and not touch her.

"Where are you, (Y/n)...........?"

"A.......a cave. But........but it's not empty. It......it has gold in it........." The ears of some of the dwarves pricking up, at the mention of the precious metal.

"It litters the floor and fills chests........." She continued. Gandalf theorising that it must be the cave where the three trolls had been hiding out, so that they could avoid the rays of the sun.

"Anything else..........?"

"Things........things just here and there. But.........."

"But..........?" Gandalf queried, as he and the Company, inched a little closer; wondering what else (Y/n) might be seeing.

"THIEVES. FIRE. MURDER................" (Y/n) suddenly screamed out. Some of the dwarves falling over themselves as she cried out. Gandalf quickly knocking her hand from the troll, before she dropped to her knees. Bilbo coming to stand in front of her, his palms placed on either side of her face.

"(Y/n).......are........?"

"Rabbits.........rabbits............" She replied, as she blinked her eyes quickly, doing her best to clear her vision. Gandalf pursing his lips, as a name left hers.

"Radagast............"

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"What do you think a Radagast is?" Kili enquired, as he and the rest of the dwarves followed the wizard, the seer and the hobbit, to find the cave that (Y/n) had seen.

"I don't know lad, but if its made outta gold, it could be interesting ta find out......" Bofur chuckled. The toymaker much happier now that Bombur had assured him that his nose did not look like roast meat.

"Over here........" (Y/n) suddenly called out, the others rushing over to join her. All able to hear the sound of buzzing flies and detect the terrible stench that she had spoken of, as they stood at the entrance to the cave.

"You need to go in, Gandalf." The seer continued, as she looked up at the grey haired, old Maiar.

"There are old, precious things inside. Things that will aid you and Thorin on the journey. Something for Bilbo, too............" (Y/n) explained, before taking a seat on a nearby rock. The young woman not wanting anything to do with dark, stinking caves. Thinking it better to wait for what was to come next. Smiling at Bilbo, before he followed the others into the darkness. Her smile disappearing as he moved out of view.

She was tired, she would admit it. Not to Thorin, of course, as she was sure that he would use it as an excuse to just leave her there; but she was. It not just the lack of sleep, or because she was not used to all this travelling; but because of the growing frequency of alarming visions that she was having. Yet she had signed a contract, she had made a promise; and no matter what, she would see this through to the end.