What Once Was Lost {Hobbit Fanfic} Book 1

Ta Gnollengrom Un Rik Klang Dà (To Save A King Part Two) -

Recap-
"Alright, Bilbo, are you ready?" I asked.
'He has the hard part after all. Again.'
"Yes, what must I do?"
"Go in the room where we were, when we all had the reunion and wait until you hear Dwalin shout about you having the Jewel, then quietly but quickly run towards the Throne room." I explained.
"Got it."
"I will stay here to help sneak Lord Elrond in, then hurry back to you."
Lord Elrond and Bilbo nodded.
"Dwalin, if Thorin gets violent towards Bilbo or anyone else you must stop him."
"Of course, lass."
"Alright then...Are we ready?" I asked them.
I heard various responds of "Yes's"
"Then off you two go, good luck "Dwalin, Bilbo."

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* apostrophe marks ' 'in italics are thoughts..yada yada yada'
* There's some Elvish (Sindarin) in this chap! The translation is in *the asterix symbols, star things.*
This one was a challenge... -hits head on keyboard repeatedly- ok, that was exaggerating. Sorry!

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We - Lord Elrond and I, waited just inside the entrance so we could hear when the plan was in session, from Dwalin and Bilbo's end. These halls echoed like there was no tomorrow.
'Why am I being the look out? He's the Elf, with keen hearing..'
"Can you hear anything?" I whispered.
He nodded "What I imagine are, Dwalin's heavy footsteps have slowed. He is close to Thorin."
"Let's hope that Bilbo moved fast, and silent." I sighed. Worried for my new friend.
"I don't think that should be a problem, henig most if not all of the Dwarves are with the gold." *child*

--- Dwalin's Pov ---

I quickly jogged through the halls of Erebor, hoping this plan would work. Worried for our half-ling when I told Thorin, but I didn't see another way to get him out of the Gold Chamber, I trusted Arietta - even if she brought the Elf to do the job.

My footsteps slowed as I came to the stairs that descended down into the mass of gold. Bilbo better have gotten to the room. I readied myself, what was I going to say so I wouldn't get killed? Thorin isn't in his right mind.
I saw my fellow Dwarves picking through the gold, frustrated. They knew where the Arkenstone was - but not the whole plan.
Thorin was also down their shouting orders, "Do not rest until it is found!"
I grunted. This has to be done, for the chance of him to get better.
I walked to the edge of the stairs, so everyone could see and hear me when I shouted. "Thorin! I know where it rests, where the Arkenstone is!"
All the heads snapped up towards me, Thorin standing out the most. His expression was like none I've ever seen before. A mad-man.
"Where? Where is it!?"
I was now reluctant to tell him.
"...Bilbo has it." I signed his death certificate.
Thorin, our King ran past me.
The Dwarves looked at each other and followed.

--- Bilbo's Pov ---

I quickly made my way to the room where the Dwarves, Arietta our Acea, and I reunited earlier. Inside I was panicking, yet again. I signed myself up for bait I couldn't believe it. Bait for a half-mad King no less! That's worse then a Dragon in some ways.
Just as I was sitting myself down - probably not the best idea. I heard Dwalin shout, "Thorin! I know where it rests, where the Arkenstone is!"
My heart sped up.
'Throne room, where's the Throne Room?' I thought. 'Why didn't Arietta give me directions?'
I could hear footsteps, I slipped the ring out of my pocket and quickly put it on, turning down one hallway and following it. - Dwalin would lead him to the Throne room, I just had to get their first.
One hallway after another I found it, And took off the ring. I stood there admiring the Dwarven craftsmanship. Acting like I didn't know my near-death was coming it was extremely hard.
Minutes later I heard hurried, heavy footsteps coming my way. Not just one - but several.
They stopped right behind me.
'That's..not a good sign.'

--- Arietta Pov ---

"We heard Dwalin shout to them that Bilbo had it, I looked over to Lord Elrond and I noticed that he looked a little tense.
"It's time." He said.
"Did something go wrong in the plan.. What did you hear?" I questioned him as we began our way inside.
"Not now henig! We have a job to do, now show me the way to the Gold." He whispered. *child*
I went in front of Elrond and carefully listened for footsteps, they could be anywhere now.
"This way." I motioned. We stuck close to the walls in case they came our way.
Turn after turn, hallways after hallway. And hearing hurried footsteps in the distance, we got to the Gold chamber. I began to worry for Bilbo. But I had a job to do before I could go help him.
'Hopefully Dwalin and the others can keep Thorin away from hurting Bilbo.'
We were on the last step, "Arietta I will need you to keep a close eye on me. Shall anything strange, unplanned, start happening....Use your powers."
My eyes went wide. 'what is he planning to do?'  "Lord Elrond, you've done things like this before, right?"
He sighed. "Not in a very, very long time, but do not be afraid."
"Stand back, please."
I retraced my steps, so I was on one of the higher platforms overlooking the gold.

And so the show began...
I saw Lord Elrond close his eyes and raise his arms, when he raised his arms..some of the gold lifted also.
He then chanted in a voice that wasn't his -
"Sina ksh malda yassene i ampano en' Erebor amin naia i' a' quella ar' leitha tanya yassene en' rutha ar' delotha!" *This evil gold within the halls of Erebor I command thee to vanish and free those within of anger and hate!*

I gasped, before my eyes I saw the sea of gold, jewels, treasure.. Very slowly turn to dust. 'Well that's going to be hard to explain.'
Elrond slowly came-to, and looked a bit 'out of it' he couldn't focus.. He was wobbly on his feet. "Go Arietta, you need to save a Hobbit. I'll stay here."
I helped him sit down on a step. "Are you sure?"
He smiled. "If I wasn't I wouldn't be telling you to go, you know me."
"That's true, I'll be back. Hard telling what Thorin has done to him..."
"Be safe, henig." *child*
"Will do!" I shouted as I ran towards the throne room.

'bloody Dwarven hallways they all look they same... Insulting myself again!'
I finally found the Throne room, and I did not like what I saw. Not one bit.
"Dwalin..." I muttered under my breath.