What Once Was Lost {Hobbit Fanfic} Book 1

Khatül (Lurking Danger)

Recap-
I walked down the hallway, back toward the Armory and heard Adad talking to Bilbo. Well.. Ordering him.
"Master Baggin's, come here."
I continued to walk, but more quietly.
"You're going to need this. Put it on."
'what is he giving him?'
"This vest is made of silver steel. Mithril..."
I gasped. 'that's worth more than Rivendell!, possibly even Erebor!'
"It was called by my forebears. No blade can pierce it."
All sound had stopped. I hesitantly peeked around the corner, too curious.
"I look absurd. I'm not a warrior, i'm a Hobbit."
"It is a gift. A token of our friendship. True friends are hard to come by."
I gulped, I knew where this was going..
I heard footsteps coming my way. 'Ah crap!' Quickly I walked down the hall, and took a turn into the nearest room. Which..I again, didn't recognise. 'this is getting so frustrating.'
I could still hear them, "I have been blind, but now I begin to see. I am betrayed."
"Betrayed?" Bilbo asked.
"The Arkenstone. One of them has taken it. One of them is false."
'Oh no. no. no... The Dragon Sickness was so clear to detect, its like it never left. Why is that?'
"The Quest is fulfilled, you've won the Mountain. You've even found your Daughter, Arietta! Is that not enough?"
"Betrayed by my own kin."
"-Now, uh.. you made a promise to the people of Lake-Town."
'Drop it Bilbo, drop it! Don't go their!'
"Now, is this treasure truly worth more than your honor? Our honor, Thorin. I was also there. I gave my word."
"For that, I am grateful. It was nobly done, but the treasure in this mountain does not belong to the people of Lake-Town. This gold is ours. And ours alone. By my life I will not part with a single coin. Not one piece of it."

My breath caught in my throat. The last sentence's going through my head, he would die for gold? Did getting rid of the treasure and Arkenstone work, at all? Or was it just him, getting worse, a part of the sickness? I was starting to wonder.

Soon enough, I heard marching... They were getting ready for battle

I would have to act, and soon.
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*apostrophes ' in 'italics are thoughts, lalala~' you know the drill lol

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It's now late at night, and snores can be heard all around me a reminder of the Quest we just went on. I slowly, quietly got up - Balin and Bofur behind me two of the lightest sleepers. 'go figure.'
The war would be starting soon and I had a chance to stop it. I would be a fool if I didn't take it.
Still in my armor, as everyone else was I snuck out of the room to where the Gems of Lasgalen and Lake-Town's Amegtonite were being kept. I thought about how I would sneak out of the Mountain with the box...I couldn't use a rope one-handed, unless I had a harness and I don't have the time to find one! Quickly looking around the room I spotted a small brown sack, that would work perfectly to carry it! But still doesn't solve the issue on how to get down to Gandalf.. Pacing, a random thought appeared - 'magic. Duh!' I rolled my eyes at my stupidity.

Once again, I snuck out of the room carrying both items to the Balcony, I quickly put the box into the brown sack and thought how I was going to do this. I decided the Animal Manipulation would be the easiest.
So, setting the brown sack down and thinking, picturing the animal I wanted to be - I felt a stinging sensation, but this time it was much stronger then usual. The armor I was wearing was forming so it would fit to the animal's body. I fought to not cry out in pain. Minutes later, a Bald Eagle sat in the spot where Arietta Oakenshield was. Some of the armor was gone, allowing me to fly - to spread my wings.
I picked up the brown sack and flew away from the Balcony, hoping to spot Gandalf and that I didn't make any, or much noise that would alert the Elves, Men, or Dwarves.
As I flew, I spotted Gandalf at the first row of tents. 'Thank Mahal this form is really annoying.'
"It seems you made it out safe, my dear."

I landed giving him a somewhat annoyed look, and transformed. Once again, fighting not to yell in pain while the armor was molding to fit my human body. 'note to self, never transform when I have armor on..'
Gandalf raised an eyebrow.
"Eh, heh i'm not so sure.."
"Hm..?"
"I was by two very light sleepers, they might've woken up - and i'm lousy at sneaking around."
"Ah.. Well, we'll see what will happen later, for now lets find Lord Bard and King Thranduil, shall we?"
I took a deep nervous breath, "Right, yeah lets go find them." 'i hope this works.'

He gave me an assessing look, I put on a fake smile. 'what will my family do?' I was starting to worry and second guess myself, which was not good. - Not at all! 'no, stop i'm doing this to save them!'
"Arietta, you must calm yourself! Getting upset will not help anyone, except the enemy." Gandalf yelled.
I stopped dead in my tracks, eyes wide.
"I'm betraying my family, Gandalf.."
"Yes, but you are also helping them."
I thought it over and sighed, and Gandalf wins yet again, surprise!
"Now lets continue, shall we?" He asked.
"Mhm.."
"Good."

So, eventually we came upon a well... Big, royal-looking tent. That looked rather intimidating if I were to be honest, because I knew who was inside it.
Gandalf walked in first. I slowly followed.. Against my will, yet at the same time, not. I knew that I needed to do this.
Surprisingly, Thranduil was the only one in the tent, which surprised me.

"Gandalf, and The White Witch, what an honor." He said mockingly. Making me sigh internally.
"My King Thranduil, it is nice to see you again." I bowed my head in greeting.
Gandalf cut right to the chase, with what he knew, what he hadn't told me. - Ignoring the insults, greetings..everything. It was sort of amusing.

"You must set aside your petty grievances with the Dwarves. War is coming! The cesspits of Dol Guldur have been emptied. You're all in mortal danger."
It was then that I noticed that Bard had entered. "What are you talking about?"
"I can see you know nothing of Wizards..." Thranduil spoke. "They are like winter thunder on a wild wind rolling in from a distance, breaking hard in alarm."
Gandalf sighed in frustration and looked at me, I rolled my eyes and shrugged. The sack hidden under my cape.
"-But sometimes a storm, is just a storm." Thranduil continued, looking at Gandalf when he finished.
"Not this time." He stated.
"Gandalf is right, I saw it. And your son, also."

Thranduil's head snapped towards mine, eyes narrowed. "Impossible, only Elves have the gift of foresight. What did you see?"
"I saw your son and Tauriel observing Dol Guldur, they saw movement inside the fortress." I stated.
"Arietta's right, as am I. They're Armies of Orcs are on the move. These are fighters. They have been bred for war. Our enemy has summoned his full strength."
"Why show his hand now?" Thranduil spoke, back to his suspicious, cold self.
"Because we forced him. We forced him when the Company of Thorin Oakenshield set out to reclaim their homeland. The Dwarves were not meant to reach Erebor, and you, Arietta not meant to survive Dale. You escaped fate, twice."
I looked at Gandalf, shocked.
Now, I feel lucky.
"Azog the Defiler was sent to kill them. To kill you." He spoke to us all, Bard, Thranduil and I.

"His master seeks control of the Mountain. For where it lies, it's strategic position. This is the gateway to reclaiming the lands of Angmar in the North. If that fell kingdom should rise again..." Gandalf paused. "Rivendell, Lórien, the Shire even Gondor itself, will fall."

"These Orc armies you speak of, Mithrandir where are they?" Thranduil asked..
And then, I fell into a vision.

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Hey guys,  I had to abruptly stop because I didn't notice it was time for me to leave the house (long story)... Thought I'd give you something though! I admit its not the best, but its something! I'll update soon!
Ttfn!!

Edited- Sunday. June, 19th, 2016
10:44pm