The beginning of everything
"George, will you hurry up! You have to hurry up if you want to make it to the party!" Ella yelled to her little brother.
She looked at her watch and sighed. Her parents were supposed to drop George off at his friend not her but as always they just left them alone, not caring. She was going to be late. She had promised Dean she would be in time for the movies. She sighed one more time.
The one time I get a date and this happens!
Finally George came running down the stairs almost tripping over his own feet. After pushing his glasses up and straightening himself he looked up at his big sister.
"Ready to go?" she asked.
George just nodded and tried to catch his breath. She smiled and took her brothers hand as they walked out the door toward the car.
"I call shotgun!" George yelled as he ran to the passenger seat. Ella just shook her head and smiled at her little brother. Finally they were off on the road.
It was winter so it was dark very early in the evening. Stopping in front of a traffic light, Ella looked at her watch again. 17.30, Great she thought to herself and looking at little George sitting in the passenger seat in his pajamas.
"Aren't sleepovers for girls?" She looked at George with a teasing smile on her face.
"It's not a sleepover! It's a pajamas party." He said seriously.
After a couple of seconds of awkward silence the siblings started laughing. Traffic light turned green. Ella laughed and pushed the gas paddle. Not noticing the car that was about to hit them full speed. The two cars crashed. The car spinning, rolling over the road. Another truck hitting the breaks as the driver saw it all happen but it wasn't enough. The truck hit Ella's blue Volvo, busting in the roof.
No sound came from the two siblings. Not even a small breath
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Ella's eyes jumped open, sitting up straight with a gasped.
She looked around. George!
"George!" She yelled, remembering what happened. "George!"
She jumped up seeing her little baby brother sleep. She exhaled in relief. He looked so peaceful.
"Could you not do that?! You'll blunt them!" She heard a voice say when suddenly she heard a choir of voices sing. "That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!" With a loud knock on the door the singing stopped.
She opened the door a little just to see what was going on.
She could only see peoples back. Who are they? She thought. What is going on?
She heard chatter about a mark on the door when, a small man with big feet, walked past.
"Mark? There is no mark on that door. It was painted a week ago!"
Suddenly see saw a old man with long gray hair and a long beard.
"Holy shit!" She whispered. That man looks a lot like Gandalf! She thought to herself. He would diffidently win the Hobbit cosplay contest.
Seeing how big he was comparing to the house and the little man was extraordinary. But as the men left the hallway she could finally get a good sight of the little man. Her eyes widened in disbelieve.
Bilbo Baggins?! What the hell is this? Where the hell am I?! Is this some kind of sick joke?! She shook head. It's all a dream, she said to herself, It's all a dream.
But it didn't feel like a dream. With hands in her hair, she fell to the ground.
What the hell is going on?!
Rubbing her head she felt a little bump and a little cut on her head. It hurt. After thinking for a couple of minutes thinking about what had happened and about where she was, she left the room, sneaky on her bare feet. She wouldn't want to get caught. Who knew what these men would do to her.
Leaning against the wall she listened.
"They say this quest is ours and ours alone." She had heard this voice before.
"You're going on a quest?" Bilbo asked.
"Bilbo, my dear fellow, let us have a little more light." That was Gandalf. She could recognize that voice anywhere, after seeing the Lord of the Rings movies a thousand times.
Holy shit! She thought to herself again. Holding her breath as she stood behind the wall trying to make herself as skinny as possible to not be see by the Hobbit nearby, grabbing an extra candle. She exhaled softly as Bilbo walked back into the room where her came from.
"Far to the east over rangers and rivers, beyond woodlands and wastelands lies a single solitary peek." Gandalf spoke. Ella couldn't resist anymore she had to see what they where talking about. It would probably be the map they where talking about. Just like in the trailer she had seen. She was supposed to go and watch The Hobbit with Dean tonight.
Why did this have to happen tonight? She was lost in thoughts again and forgot to follow the conversation. She shook Dean out of her head for a second. No Ella, not now!
"…The reign of the beast would end."
Beast?! She couldn't remember that coming up in the trailer.
"So what beast?" Bilbo Baggins continued.
"Well that would be a reference to Smaug the terrible," another one continued she tried to see who it was but she couldn't remember his name, was it Bifor, or Bofur? She couldn't remember. "…Airborne fire breather, teeth like razors, clause like meat hooks, extremely fond of precious metal."
"Yes I know what a dragon is" Bilbo said.
Dragon?! Ella leaned more against the wall, almost showing herself.
"I'm not afraid! I'm up for it! I'll give him a taste of dwarfish iron, right up his jaxy!" Ella couldn't help but let out a small giggle at the threat of a young man.
A face turned, Ella quickly covered her mouth and leaned back, just a little.
"The task would be hard enough with an army behind us, but we number just thirteen and not thirteen of the best, nor brightest." Ella looked at Balin, happy to remember his name.
Disagreeing sounds surrounded the table but suddenly stopped as someone hit the table. Ella slowly moved just a little closer to see who was talking.
"We may be few in number, but we're fighters. All of us. Till the last dwarf!" He hit the table Ella looked at the blond dwarf and thinking that he was kind of cute.
"And you forget," the dark dwarf next to him continued, "We have a wizard in our company. Gandalf would have killed hundreds of dragons in his time."
She looked at Gandalf choking on his smoke.
"How many then?" Ella looked a man with weird braids. "How many dragons have you killed?"
Gandalf now choking on his pipe.
"Go on. Give us a number!"
Again disagreeing voices grew louder.
A loud roar silenced the room. Making Ella scream a little. Again a dwarf turned his head.
Shut up, Ella! Taking deep breath she calmed herself down.
"If we have read these signs, do you not think that others would have read them to?" Ella not remembering his name, but she remembered that he was the leader of the pack.
Silence.
Everybody listened to their leader speak. "Rumors have begun to spread. The dragon Smaug has not been seen for 60 years. Eyes look east to the mountain, assessing, wondering, wading the risk…" Ella listened to his voice. It was so full of confidence. She admired it. "… or do we take this chance to take back Erebor?!"
Cheers for once entered the room. Ella caught herself smiling and stood up slowly.
"You forget. The front gate is sealed. There is no way into the mountain." Balin said as the others calmed down.
"That my dear Balin, is not entirely true." Gandalf said while letting a key appear.
"What the hell…?" Ella whispered to herself a little to loud, causing one of the dwarfs to stand up. "How did he…?"
The conversation continued while Ella tried to wrap her head around how Gandalf magically let the key appear, when the blond dwarf spoke again.
"If there's a key then there must be a door."
"No shit Sherlock." She whispered to herself, rolling her eyes.
"There is an other way in" The dark one said. Ella looked at the two handsome dwarfs. Just looking at them until she was awoken by the loud voice.
"He said he's an expert!"
"No, no, no, no, no! I'm not a burglar. I have never stolen anything in my life." Bilbo said.
"I have to agree with Mr. Baggins. He's hardly burglar material." Balin said with a small sigh after he was done talking.
The dwarfs grew loud again. Then Gandalf rose. The room grew a bit darker. Ella let out a little scream again. She never liked it when this happened. Not even in the Lord of the Rings films. "IF I SAY THAT MR. BAGGINGS IS A BURGLAR, THEN A BURGLAR he is." Gandalf said turning normal again.
"What are you doing?!"A voice behind Ella said causing her to jump in the air.
She turned around and saw Bifor or Bofur or what ever his name was standing behind her. He wore a funny hat and his hair looked like he stole it from Pipi and colored it black.
"You scared me!" Ella said. Suddenly she saw that all the dwarfs, Gandalf and the Hobbit were looking at her. "Oh crap." She said softly and look at the men staring at her.