AN: I know that a lot of you had started to read my story Princes under the mountain. As I started to write the next chapter, I realized that I did not like the way the story flowed. So, I started over.

My new character's name is Tyrian. She is Thorin's daughter and the daughter of Thranduil's daughter, Elarya. I know that in the movies and book, he did not like the dwarves for keeping the gems, but in this, not only did they keep them, but also because Elarya died in the mountain, protecting Tyrian.

Tyrian was sent to earth as a way to protect her from Azog. She comes back only to aid her kin in taking back and defending the mountain.

Chapter 1: Reunited

Tyrian rode through the woods behind the house that her adopted father owned. It had been a month since she last seen him. This was the only thing that made her truly happy as side from seeing her friends. She was lonely and missed her family.

When she was two, she was found in the bush in New Zealand. Her adoptive parents were together then and were looking for a child. She was the most beautiful of the children and the youngest. They took her. But shortly after she was taken in by them, her mother had died. It was just her and her father. He tried the best he could, but his work called him all over the world. As she got older, he started taking longer trips. He always came back with gifts and things to make up for being away so long.

Today, she had talked with him for an hour, which was surprising to her. He wanted to know how she was doing. He told her how much he missed her and wished he could be home with her. Last month he had come home when she had been attacked by a stalker. The attacker, some guy named Gary had stalked her for weeks and then kidnapped her after making her car go off the road. For three days, nobody had been able to find them. It wasn't until she shot him that the police had found her. Allen promised her that he would be home as soon as the deal closed on the company in Taiwan.

An hour into her ride, she decided to turn back. It looked like a storm was rolling in and she did not want to be caught in it. Tyrian hated thunderstorms here, there was always a lot of wind and lightning. However, the path she had just been on disappeared. She started to get upset, knowing the trail like the back of her hand. She had ridden it since she was a little kid.

Suddenly, a group of small men and an old man came into view, they saw her and seen that she was dressed strangely. One of the small men looked to the old man with amazement. Tyrian, however was a little worried.

The old man approached her, making her a bit anxious. He seemed to know her. She remembered seeing him somewhere before, but she could not remember where.

"I see you found us before we could find you." He said, stopping just short of her. "You were expecting me?" Tyrian asked, sounding nervous. "Yes, my dear, we were." He replied. "I'm sorry, but have we met before?" She replied, looking at him. "A long time ago, you were a small child at the time...I delivered you to the world you grew up in." He replied.

Tyrian looked at him with wide eyes. Most of her memories of her birth family were fuzzy. She remembered blue eyes and a mountain burning, then a mother's touch and being taken to her new home.

The other man had the blue eyes she remembered. He looked at her with a look of hope in his eyes. Tyrian remembered him, but was too shocked to believe he was really there in front of her.

"How am I back?" She asked, starting to dismount. "Well, the spell I did was to help us locate you, how, I believe that was the Valar's will." He replied. "It is good to see you again, Gandalf." She replied, making him chuckle. "As you, princess." He replied, as her father walked over.

The girl he called his daughter was the same height as him and her cousins. Her once blonde locks were now black as his were. She looked like she had seen a much sorrow as he had. Something Thorin wished that he could have protected her from.

"Hello, little jewel." Thorin said, his voice thick with an emotion the others did not see often. "Papa." She replied, tears in her eyes.

That was all Thorin needed to hear as he closed the distance between them. He pulled her into his arms as she placed her head in the crook of his neck. The dwarf prince had the most precious thing in the world back in his arms again.

"I am glad to see you back…you look just like your mother." Thorin said, pushing a wavy strand of hair back behind her now pointed ear. "I miss her, I wish I could see her again." Tyrian replied, smiling sadly. "As do I, but she would not want us mourning for the rest of our lives." He told her.

"Your father is right, you look just like Elarya." A voice called, making her smile.

Her father's closets friends, Balin and Dwalin stood before them with smiles. They had there when Thorin made the decision to send her away for protection. The elder of the two brothers bowed to her, winking. Tyrian laughed as she curtsied back before he came forward to hug her.

"It is good have you back with us, perhaps you can teach your cousins how to behave." Balin teased. "I have cousins?" She asked, as he stepped away to look at her.

"Aye, and they are troublemakers." Dwalin replied, making the younger two dwarves protest. "Well then, I think we'll get along wonderfully. My friends and I were with my adoptive family…what happened to them?" She asked, making Gandalf sighed.

"In order to bring you here again, the spell made it so you never existed back on earth. They will never even notice you or your horse were gone." Gandalf told her.

Tyrian nodded sadly as she stared at the ground. Thorin knew that she was upset, but she had them to help her. He lifted her face up towards his and smiled at her. She smiled back before hugging him tightly again.

A few minutes later, she was introduced to the company. Many of them remembered her, whether she had remembered them or no. She also found out that her other grandfather and uncle were dead. It made her sad to hear what happen. Thorin also introduced her to her cousins, Fili and Kili. They told her that her Aunt Dis was their mother.

"When did she get married?" Tyrian asked. "A few years after you left…we're a couple years apart." Fili told her. "Cool…I remember her turning away suitors...especially Dain." Tyrian said, making her father laugh.

"I am amazed you even remember that." Thorin laughed. "That was the same day that my grandfather found out about me…I didn't know elves could turn that color…then he held me and I think he was wrapped." Tyrian smiled.

The others laughed, all knowing how much Thranduil and her father did not get along. He refused to believe his daughter had given up immortality to marry a dwarven prince. But, when he came to the mountain to take her home, he found her holding Tyrian, who looked around two.

She had silver blond hair, like he did and her father's eyes. Thranduil was that she looked more elven than dwarf. He was rather smitten with her when he saw her. She babbled the elven word for grandfather and that was all it took to wrap him around her finger.

When night came, the company found a small cave to take shelter in. Thorin and Dwalin took first watch. He smiled when he saw Tyrian sound asleep, wrapped in the spare fur blanket he had. She seemed so peaceful and happy to be here. His smile grew even more to see Fili and Kili on either side of her, as if shielding her from danger

Thorin sighed, that was one thing he knew. His daughter had never known danger. From what Gandalf had told him of her adopted family, her father was a wealthy man. There had been guards with them wherever they went. His daughter did not know how to fight. He would have to teach Tyrian how to shoot and fight with a sword. He just wished her could keep her free of all the fighting that would soon come.

AN: I hope that everyone likes the new version of the story. Please remember to review and tell me what you think. The only characters I own are Tyrian, Allen and Elarya.