Prologue

Hello everybody! So after all this years, I've decided that I'll try to publish a fanfiction. And this is my first fanfiction I've ever published, so be kind to me and critical reviews are welcome, but please no flames or the like.

Diclaimer : I did not own The Hobbit and its characters, just my OC(s).

Once upon a time, far away to the north, in Misty Mountains, stood a kingdom. A kingdom that holds the biggest species in Middle Earth.

A kingdom that are humongous, have a set of wings, they could fly and also breath.. Fire.

DRAGONS

A woman with the darkest hair, darker than night, darker than the blackest black, stood with an elegant white dress with a very low cut on the back.

Her face showed the peacefulness of the nature around her with black scales around her face, her lower arms and lower legs.

But her peacefulness was broken with a crunch of twigs to the left. Her sharp cat-like amber eyes snap to the left only to show a familiar blue wizard, with his kind eyes and wooden wand.

"Mithrandir.. Had I not smelled and heard you from afar, kill you I would have." The woman said as her eyes return to watch the scenery in front of her.

"But you had not, Wyren." Gandalf said as he move to stand beside the woman, now named Wyren.

"What is it that you have called me, Mithrandir." Wyren asked, and then suddenly two winged beast shoot from the ground and 'fight' with each other, "*groan* Make it quick, I have insolent brats to take care of."

"*chuckled* Hamilli and Ferome I assumed." Gandalf chuckled. "Mithrandir.." Wyren groaned.

"You know what I am talking about Wyren." Gandalf said, return to being serious.
That information manage to capture her full attention, her sharp eyes snap back to Gandalf and narrowed, and asked "Is it time?"
"Yes, indeed." Gandalf answered.

Silence covered the surrounding land, before it was broken by Wyren, "What do you need me to do, Mithrandir?" she asked.

"In the next new moon, I will take thirteen dwarfs and a hobbit as a burglar to reclaim Erebor. The dragon has stayed there long enough. I am hoping that you come to the hobbit house next moon to come and get together with the companion."

Wyren chuckled and said "The dwarfs wouldn't take kindly to my presense, Mithrandir, and what is this.. Hobbit you are talking about?"

"You will see when you come, Wyren, and I highly suggest that you come in this form as to not scare the hobbits." Gandalf said.

"I will come Mithrandir, and I will help you on your quest." Wyren said. "Good then." Gandalf said as he pulls out his smoking pipe.

"I will never understand why you like that kind of thing friend." Wyren said while scruching her nose. "I will tell Gyariun and join you on the next new moon." Wyren said as she walk to the edge.

"Then, in the next moon at Hobbiton I shall see you again, Harar." Gandalf said while watching the woman.
The woman look at him and smiled, "I will see you later, Mithrandir." And jump of the cliff. But then a black shadow quickly shot up from where Wyren fall.

The black shadow is infact a black dragon, the blackest of the black, the color is not evil black but beautiful black, with its body slim and thin, indicates that it is a female.

And as the black dragon shot up to the 'fighting' dragons, Gandalf keep watching as the black dragon slammed her body to both dragons.

They talked for a bit and then went down to the ground.

And that is the last time, Gandalf will see Wyren until she come to Hobbiton, where a certain hobbit is smoking peacefully without any care in the world, unaware of the great adventure he is going to participate.

Thanks for reading and review^^

Translation :

Harar : Friend