Prologue

Bilbo couldn't believe the monster Thorin was turning into. He was watching his friend devolve before his eyes and he couldn't watch it any longer. He had the Arkenstone and he knew what he would do with it. That night he snuck out of the mountain and ran to the camp the Men had constructed. Gandalf was there, along with the leader of the Men and the elvish king Thranduil.

"I have something that can help us," Bilbo said when he entered. The three men looked at the hobbit as he pulled out the glowing stone. "It's my share of the treasure. Thorin wants it, use it to bargain for peace."

The Man took the stone from Bilbo and he looked to the others.

They rode out the next day calling for Thorin. The dwarves appeared atop their stone barricade. Bard held out the Arkenstone for all to see. "We will return the stone to you if you promise to have peace."

But suddenly, a rumbling began. The earth shook violently, knocking stones off the barricade and taking down more of the ruin of Dale. Men were knocked from their horses and one of the dwarves toppled from their barricade. He would have fallen if his brethren hadn't caught his arm. Bard could not hold onto the Arkenstone as the shaking continued. It toppled from his grasp and shattered on the stone path. A blast radiated from the pieces of the great stone and took those who remained standing down. Bard, Thrandiul, and Gandalf were knocked from their horses. A beam of light shot to the sky and blinded everyone. The world was white.