This is the prologue of my first Hobbit story. :)

But, this story is not just mine. It is also my writing partners. I thank, Cereza, for her wonderful ideas and amazing writing skills. :) We are hoping to get many follows and reviews! :D But no flames. Constructive Criticism is NOT a flame and it is highly appreciated!

P.S. - We do not own The Hobbit, only our OC

"There is no stronger love in this world than the love a mother feels for her children.
She cries for them, she worries about them,
she would die for them."

The stars shined in the sky as a young girl was cradled in her mothers loving arms. A beautiful woman, appearing to be in her late twenties, swayed on her feet around the small shack. The young girl clutched to her mothers shirt as her eyes drooped from the hypnotic melody from her mothers lips. She felt safe and calm here, in this little house she called home; surrounded by her mothers love. After the events of the day, the girl felt scared and confused. The people she had grown up with and come to see as friends turned against her, with harsh words and hard stones they made her flee back home. But why? She thought. Why now?

The girls mother set her down on the small bed in the corner of their home as she continued the song. Once she finished, she pulled a thin blanket up to her beloved daughters shoulders and places a shadow of a kiss on her nose. "I love you, dear," she said caressing the child's small rosy cheek softly with the back of her larger hands.

Her daughter looked up at her mother with sleepy eyes. To her, her mother was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She made her feel safe and secure, warm and loved. Nothing would ever replace the warmth her mother gave her, nothing will ever need too. Giving her mother a tired smile she replied, "I love you too, mother."

Once her daughter was sound asleep, the woman walked over to the small window that looked out onto the town. She was scared. Scared that this place wasn't safe for them to stay any longer. For six years she has kept her identity a secret from everyone who lived in this town, her friends and even her own husband. And, for six years, she has felt nothing but guilt because of it. She gave up her past for a future with the man she loved, to live on land with him and his people. She never regretted her decision, as the time she spent with him was wonderful and she gained a beautiful daughter in the process. When she gave birth to their daughter, she wasn't expecting to pass on her eyes. She feared her daughter would be stuck with the same curse she has. But even so, she loved her daughter and would give her life for her, but it became clear that her husband didn't think the same. Against his better instincts, he did not tell the other villagers about their identity, but in result she had never seen him since. She felt guilt for lying to him, but she could never feel bad about the time spent with him. The next morning, she would leave before first light and make her way to the ocean. There they would be safe. Just her and her daughter. Safe.

Just as she turned to go to bed herself, a torch flew threw the window. The dry wood caught flame in an instant, making the woman rush to her daughters bedside in means to wake her.

"What's wrong?" The girl asked looking up at her mother with tired eyes. When the smell of smoke reached her lungs she sat up and coughed in discomfort. "W-What's happening?" She coughed again.

"Come dear. To the cellar, quickly." The girls mother scooped her daughter up in her arms and shoved her face to her chest, shielding her from the suffocating smoke that now poisoned the air. "Quickly now,"

The girl was scared and confused. Why was the air suffocating her? Why did the room feel so hot? Why did she have to go to the cellar? Her mother opened a secret door on the floor and sat her daughter down in the cool, damp, cellar. She could stay here until the cost is clear and escape into the woods. The girl latched onto her mother in panic, "Mommy, what's going on?" she asked in a shaking voice. She was so confused. Her mother was going to leave her here in the cold? Why? Tears stung her eyes as she thought about being alone in the world.

With her own tears and a small smile, her mother kissed the child's head softly. "Listen dear, stay here until you hear no sound from above. No matter what, do not come out before then. Stay down and cover your ears. Once everything is over, run to into the forest. You must be quick and don't look behind you, do you understand?" The girl nodded through her tears, hearing the urgency in her mothers voice made her understand this was important.

Her mother planted a kiss on her head once more before unlatching the small hands of her daughter from her shirt. "But where are you going? Please don't leave, look there is room for you too-" But her words were cut short as her mother pulled her close into a tight hug.

"I love you," she said, pulling back and looking her in the eyes with a soft, yet sad, smile. "Never forget it, Alys."

And those were the last words exchanged between mother and daughter, Alys was forced to stay silent as cower beneath the searing heat of her home above. The screams of her mother echoing around her.