This story will contain a lot of Japanese, but there will always be translations. It shall begin towards the end of the Hobbit and then go on into Lord of the Rings! As always I hope you enjoy!

A Warrior's Heart

Written By: Caladhiel Alcarin

Chapter 1

Kasumi/ Mist

I was the one that nobody wanted. I was found in a basket on the steps of a shrine in Kobe when I was a baby. I had strangely shaped ears and pale blue eyes. I was not Japanese, but I was raised Japanese. An elderly couple found me and raised me as their own. Kasumi they named me, mist. They said I had a special gift, but I did not know what. My father taught me how to use a sword, and my mother how to use a bow. I learned how to throw small knives on my own. They died when I was 18.….and now I was 23. I had no one left but myself and somehow I ended up in a strange world locked in a cell. I had been walking home from the dojo when I just fell. I was grabbed by strangely dressed people and thrown into a cell. They took my father's sword and all my knives except one. I always kept a knife in my bra, because that was the one place most people would not check. My only problem was, the lock on the cell was not one I was used to. It was very, very old fashioned. I grasped the bars of the cell and started shouting.

"Koko kara watashi o mimashou! ! Watashi ga shita subete wa, maigo ni shita! Watashi wa tsumi o okashite imasen!" (Let me out of here! All I did was get lost! I have committed no crime!)

"So he has started imprisoning young women now?" came a rough voice.

I turned around and pulled out the knife. A shorter man sat in the very back of the cell. He had long black hair with streaks of grey. His eyes were a deep blue and he had a beard. He looked extremely strong and he had cobwebs in his hair. I understood English, but I could only say a few words.

"Anata dare?" I asked. (Who are you?)

He raised his brows.

"What?"

"Anata dare!?" I repeated.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Do I look like I speak your language? Where do you come from? The Grey Mountains? Rohan?"

I had never heard of any of those places.

"Kobe, Japan." I answered.

"Never heard of it. Well you are a prisoner of Thranduil now. The King of the Woodland Realm, the same as myself and my kin."

I looked outside and saw other faces now peering out of other cells. I turned back to the other man. I pointed to myself.

"Kasumi."

"Kasumy?"

I shook my head. He could not pronounce my name.

"Mist." I said.

"A strange name. I am Thorin Oakenshield, son of Thrain, son of Thror."

I tried to use what English I knew.

"Why here?" I asked.

He looked at me again.

"I was traveling with my men through this wretched forest when we were attacked by spiders. Shortly after we were captured by the elves and….wait a moment…your ears! An elf!"

I was very confused now. He looked angry and walked forward in a threatening way.

"Go taizai ni modoru! Watashi wa chucho shimasen koto o keikoku shite imasu!" (Stay back! I am warning you I will not hesitate!)

I waved the knife and he stopped. He was full out glaring at me now.

"What…..elf?"

"What elf? YOU!"

I pointed at myself.

"Kobe, Japan. No elf."

"Your ears!" he shouted.

I glared at him and went forward and picked him up.

"Not nice tease!" I said.

I let him go and went back to the cell doors.

"Tease? Do you even know what I am saying to you!?"

I looked at him and nodded.

"Why did they take you? Where did they take you from?"

I held up my hands, hoping he would understand that I did not know.

"Do you know where you are?"

I shook my head.

"You are in Mirkwood."

"Mirkwood?"

His look of anger and disgust was replaced by one of confusion.

"Do you know what I am?"

"Man?"

"True, but do you know what race?"

"American?"

Now he was really confused.

"I am a dwarf. The future king of Erebor."

"Erebor?"

"The Lonely Mountain?"

I raised my brow in question.

"Did you hit your head or something? Did you fall…not you are not all wet. Well I do not know if you are clueless, stupid or suffering from loss of memory, but you seem to hold no hate for dwarves."

"No hate. No…" I searched for the word.

"Understand?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Do you speak the common tongue?"

I assumed he meant English so I shook my head.

"Khuzdul?"

I gave him a confused looked again.

"Right…."

He went and sat back down. I walked forward and he raised one of his thick brows. I pointed at myself.

"Yujin."

"I do not understand you Mist."

I pointed at myself and then held up my thumb.

"You are alright?" he asked.

I sighed and I just nodded.

"We shall see."

I put away the knife as a sign of good faith and he nodded. I heard the cell door open and I jumped away and stood protectively in front of Thorin. A red haired woman stood there. She did not appear threatening.

"Easy now….I mean you no harm. My name is Tauriel. My king just wants to ask you a few questions. I will bring you back when he is done. I will not hurt you. Do you understand?"

I nodded.

"Wakarimashita." (I understand.)

I slowly walked forward and she tried to take my arm. I slapped her hand back and looked at Thorin.

"Watashi wa anata to anata no yujin o shutoku suru hoho o mitsukerudeshou." (I will find a way to get you and your friends out.)

Even though I knew he did not understand, I would do as I said. Tauriel brought me up to a throne. A man with long blond hair and a crown of leaves and berries sat upon it. Since he was a king I showed respect and bowed a bit. He smiled a little.

"A well mannered young lady."

I now noticed another man. He looked like the king but a little different as well. He was holding my father's sword. I pointed to it.

"Father….katana."

They looked at me strangely. I looked at Tauriel.

"Father katana."

"It was…your father's sword?" she asked.

I nodded.

"Where is your father?"

I looked down sadly.

"I am sorry. And your mother?"

I kept looking down.

"Oh."

I looked back at the man and held my hands out for the sword. He would not give it to me. I narrowed my eyes and stepped forward. The two guards drew their own swords. All I had was a small knife.

"Sore wa bakku o ataeru!" I demanded.

They did not know what I said. I pushed Tauriel away and drew the knife. The guards stepped forward but in seconds I was behind the young man holding my sword. I now noticed his ears. They were like mine! I held the knife to his throat and back up.

"Katana." I said.

He gave me the sword and I kept the knife firmly pressed against his throat.

"Leaving." I said.

The king stood up and I slowly began to back up. I looked over my shoulder several times until I found the front gate.

"Open the gate!" the man ordered.

The guards did as they were told and as soon as I half-way across the bridge I smiled. I leaned closer to the man.

"Sayonara." I whispered.

I pushed him forward and then dove into the river. They fired arrows at me but I was clever enough to dodge them. I smiled to myself, but then the river began to flow faster and stronger. I resurfaced and saw several barrels flowing downstream as well. I recognized a dwarf in the barrel as Thorin.