Where It Began
In the Shire there lay a Hobbit, a very kind and respectable one at that, most Hobbits were fond of this particular one, but not his Took side seeing as it had made many of his ancestors Hobbits known to be adventurous type who were once a strong type Hobbit known as the Ancient Hobbit from the First Age. No Hobbit was particularly proud of this in History, but thankfully they slipped away to the low lands where there laid rolling hills and open land where they began a peaceful new breed of Hobbit. Hobbits now were known as gentle folk who found the smallest deeds to be fruitful, they did not value riches but home and family, the haflings were a very rare sight if you ever did not cross paths with them which was by little chance. Every rare occurence the Hobbiton would find travelers pass through on travel, of course. This particular Hobbit was known as Bilbo Baggins son of Bungo Baggins and Belladonna Baggins-Took, his mothers wild Took blood ran through his veins and as a young child he would venture in the forests that surrounded Hobbiton in search of Elves and Adventure. Many Hobbits found him odd as a child, but he grew up to become a more respectable quiet Hobbit and when his parents passed he became a little socially detached for a couple of years that people had thought Bilbo would never come out his house. Now Bilbo stood like any normal Hobbit, but inherited Bag-End which was the main house on the top of the hill, his father had built for his mother when they were courting eachother. Everything seemed normal so far, for the Hobbit that is until one day...
"I wonder how long it would take for me to reach Imladris?"Bilbo said to himself as he sat by his fire place drinking some afternoon tea. He had recently come back from his venture in Bree and found it to be very exhilarating to be out on the road since Hobbits were known to have prone feet for any type of terrain, but of course they needed to take breaks not because their feet hurt but because they needed to gather energy. Bilbo found himself secretly venturing beyond the Shire with the mention of fishing trip since most Hobbits were known for leaving The Shire for that, but never going beyond the borders. Bilbo had ventured a bit even beyond the Hobbiton near Lake Evendim to collect a rare herb that grew there around spring. Bilbo had been venturing ever since his mother died for it was her last wish when she had vanished in the forests and died among the life of earth, but he held a good reputation as being a mere Hobbit who went on fishing trips to the Lake Evendim.
"Imladris would bring attention since it'll take a bit longer to get there and not to mention the roads are much dangerous, for a young Hobbit such as myself."Bilbo almost chuckled at the last part as he spoke to himself in the comfort of his home when someone knocked on his door and he arose setting his tea down. He gave a huff of frustration seeing as his afternoon tea had been interrupted. Bilbo opened the round green door to see a familiar face.
"Gandalf?"Bilbo questioned as he took in the appearance of the Old Wizard he hadn't spoken with since he was a mere boy. He looked much the same, Bilbo wondered if Wizards aged cause Gandalf always seemed to seem old every time he heard of him being spoken about in stories. He was a tall Maiar male dressed in gray robes with a pointed grey hat and grey long locks with a long beard, but he was known to be very mysterious like any other amongst the wizard community, that is.
"My dear old boy Bilbo, look at you. All grown up now, huh?"Gandalf smiled at Bilbo who relaxed and smiled back at the wizard. "Not yet, but you could very much say so."Bilbo replied as he gestured for the wizard to come inside and of course he complied. They now sat in the parlour where Bilbo sat having some tea it was in the middle of the entrance and kitchen where his fire place stood.
"Bilbo I am here on very important matters, you do presume this, don't you?"Gandalf cleared his voice and spoke as Bilbo nodded. Gandalf slowly began on about The Desolation of Smaug and The Battle of The Five Armies and the Reclaim of the Lonely Mountain also know as Erebor. Then that's when Gandalf said it:
"The Council of Elrond in Imladris require, your presence on an important matter concerning the fate of Middle Earth, the Elves and the Dwarves are clashing, and now the men are becoming concerned of the conflict before them, and Elrond has come up with the conclusion of a Hobbit maintaining the peace between two strong nations."Gandalf finished as Bilbo's eyes went wide.
Me? One lowly Hobbit, keep the peace between two very intimidating nations? Which means the King's of those nations, Bilbo thought of the Elven King and The Dwarven King, he was surely going to die just being in the near presence of those two, let alone the same room.
"You appearance will let alone help you, they will question you and all you have to do is be the Hobbit your mother raised you to be. The respect of a Baggins. And the Courage of a Took."Gandalf finished and Bilbo felt a sudden spark of adrenaline at the last part and Gandalf almost seemed to smile as he reached the Hobbits sense.
"A young Hobbit teen like myself, huh? I surely will be looked down upon."Bilbo said to Gandalf who simply chuckled as he recalled the Hobbit being around the age of 19 but in human years he'd be equivalent to at least 27 or 30 years old but appeared as a young boy to others who were not Hobbits. Young in the face and smooth around, he looked so young when just crossing pass with-he was in for hell when the council would lay their judgemental eyes upon him.
"Do not fret, Bilbo Baggins. Lord Elrond requested you specifically, he remarked that you'd be perfect for the job,"Bilbo rolled his eyes at the last part and Gandalfs voice grew loud as he seemed to echo. "Remember the fate of Middle-Earth is but dangling in your hands Bilbo Baggins and Lord Elrond is counting on you to see you keep the peace as the Hobbit name you come from."Bilbo seemed to grow small after Gandalf's loud voice echoed and he pondered on the fate of MiddleEarth before he narrowed his eyes in question.
"Do they know of my...you know?"Bilbo questioned seriously as he rubbed his left shoulder where down his shoulder blade to the lowering of his back lay a long rune with ancient Elven letter similar to Sindarin but mixed with some other ancient line that bounded them similar to that of Khuzdul, they were burned and branded into the left side of his back in a long straight line with a faint red color that glowed upon them, they must have definitely been very painful when they first appeared onto Bilbo's skin.
"No, they do not, but I am sure Elrond knows of the Dune that lays upon you. It is a very rare ancient brand for a rare power that was used in the First Age by Elves, but then told as legend and hoax, but Bilbo listen to me,"Bilbo looked up at Gandalf as he still held his left shoulder softly with his right hand.
"If the Dune is seen no one will know what it is, so you must not say anything about the Dune and the rare power that you hold. It must remain a secret, alright?"Gandalf finished with a nod as Bilbo looked a bit nervous of the power that lay in the runes of the Dune.
The Dune gives the ability to bend Earth. A rare power indeed, but it also gives the ability to live for an extensive amount of time that is why Bilbo does not age quickly and looks like a young teen. The Dune came with of course a few burdens, the runes were a seal that would brand you for all eternity and when they'd glow in the state of full power then it would affect Bilbo's body to the point where he might actually die. The only thing Bilbo ever used his rare power for, was for growing plants in the matter of a second. He loved to go into the forests that boarder The Shire and lay down on his back with his hands out feeling the grass and grasping the soil as he felt the grass and flowers grow from where he'd given them life. To give life to the very things that gave him peace.
"I fear another brand may come."Bilbo said with a sigh as he rubbed his right shoulder where on the right shoulder blade lay a light mark.
The Dune later would come with one more brand that would give the last ability to harvest fire. To give Life and To give Death. Bilbo hated the last part, he never thought of Fire as death or destruction, but of warmth and harmony. It was a wild Element meant to be tamed by love and peace. Bilbo was young man made of Love and Peace, but was also sensitive to the unknown. The new brand would be the last and Bilbo dreaded the thought of having to go through the branding again, it was excruciating pain, basically it was being burned slowly into his skin which hurt...a lot.
"Well when it does, Lord Elrond will help you. For now we must leave immediately, this is no waiting matter."Gandalf said sharply at the end and Bilbo understood completely, this was a very serious matter. A war was going to break out and Bilbo had seen enough pain with the death of his parents. He could not be selfish and risk the lives of MiddleEarth to two idiots who couldn't get along, Bilbo almost laughed at the last part and now found that this might not actually be as bad.
The Lonely Mountain, where the legendary Kingdom Erebor lay. The Great Dwarves of Erebor had fought the dragon, Smaug, and with the help of the leader Dale who had slain the dragon; they now returned back to the prosperous city from legend. But the days grew sour and peace no longer lingered...
"Those damn Elves!"Thorin cursed as he slammed the door to his chamber where there lay a sitting area and then a door that led to his bedroom and another door that led to his study. Thorin sat on the couch that was made out of fine cloth. He brushed his hair back away from his face as his advisers made there way in.
"They attack our men and say it was but an accident, the death of a company of 20 dwarves is no accident!"Thorin shouted as he looked to the two advisers which were his company members that were with him when he reclaimed the mountain. The much taller larger dwarf stepped forward his arms decorated with dwarven tattoos and his knuckles were worn by knuckle bracers made up of Dwarven Ore, that if he hit someone they would surely die.
"I know ye pain, Thorin."He said as his brother; a much shorter dwarf who was wider and older, he was much older with white snowy hair, but very much wiser through age, came up beside him.
"Thorin, the Council of Elrond is sending a person to help,"Thorin looked up from his gaze at the floor to the much older Dwarf who he stared at with suspicious curiosity.
A new person? Who was this person and what right did he have to step in the affair of Dwarves? Thorin thought darkly as Balin explained further.
"They've become aware of the growing tension between us and the Elves of Mirkwood. Lord Elrond is sending someone, the identity of the person is unknown, but he said if you as much hurt this person, if it be us or the Elves of Mirkwood, he would be very upset and that the consequences would be severe."Balin finished as Thorin scoffed and the taller dwarf also did as well in response to Balins explanation. Balin shot them both serious looks as he gestured concern through his hand motions.
"This is a very serious matter, Thorin. The Council of Elrond are the ones who watch over MiddleEarth; during Thror's reign,Thror had gone behind the back of Lord Elrond and his punishment was very much severe to the point where Thror never as much disobeyed or even spoke to The Council of Elrond no longer. That is why you've never heard of him speak of Lord Elrond."Balin said seriously as Dwalin stilled and Thorin thought suddenly for a moment, clasping his hands together as he let out a low grunt of frustration. The past two years were growing more and more sour and dangerous with the Elves of Mirkwood, missing scouts, supposed ransom, deaths of both races, and now he feared what they'd try next...The Arkenstone, seem to come to mind.
"Who is this person and what is their purpose?"Thorin question annoyed by the fact of one person being in charge of him, but not just him, he was also in charge of the Elves which Thorin found somewhat fair to see the dreadful Elves suffer as well.
"The person he is sending will keep the balance between us and the elves such as political events, meetings, and parties. The person will be in charge of both our behaviors, basically."Balin said as Dwalin turned to look at his brother as he rest a hand to his chin in thought.
"Just one person, no one else, ey?"Dwalin questioned in shock as Thorin still sat in deep thought. Balin awaited the Kings response, slightly dreading his response from his current temper at the moment.
"Just one person to keep the peace between the Elves and the Dwarves."Balin answered and Thorin snapped out of his thoughts to look at Balin and Dwalin with wild eyes full of suspicion. Dwalin still seemed curious of the predicament while Thorin was suspicious, but very much took the advice of Balin to beware of The Council of Elrond. Whoever this person was, was very important, but why would they try to hurt him? Who was this person, exactly? Thorin had many questions running through his head but only one seemed to be more important than all the others.
"When will he come?"Thorin questioned as Balin smiled, slightly relieved.
"The Dwarves of Erebor, The Men of Dale, and The Elves of Mirkwood are to meet him outside of Lake town, there he will dwell in between the Mirkwood and The Lonely Mountain."Balin answered as Thorin became confused even more.
So this person was to live vulnerable, by the lake with no protection? Who the hell is he?! Thorin thought and even Dwalin thought the same thing as well, but Balin found it very logical, because if the person stood in Dale he would be closer to Erebor and that would not be a good image for the Elves in trusting him. There was to be no favoritism in this political affair. If the person were to stay in Mirkwood with the Elves he would only anger the Dwarves, so he would settle in the middle across the lake in the middle, he'd be spaced out by the lake and by the forests, so he'd be an equal distance from both. He'd have the lake near and the life of the forest near, so he would be completely safe from any harm.
"At least the Elves will be facing the same burden, those blasted Tree-Shaggers!"Thorin said sharply as Dwalin agreed with a hearty laugh and Balin shook his head hoping whoever this poor soul was, would have luck on his side.
The Elven Kingdom of Mirkwood lay in silence, never leaving unless on business, but otherwise lay in the beautiful palace of the Elven Kingdom King Thranduil ruled with a ruthless grip.
"I am aware."King Thranduil said as his son Legolas interrogated him in his study. "Do you not think, this will anger the Dwarves more? They were simply passing through."Legolas stated calmly as he eyed his father with anger.
"I do not care what angers them, this is my kingdom and I see what happens and doesn't, have I made myself clear?"Thranduil said sharply as he turned from his gaze out at the Mirkwood forests and the dreaded Lonely Mountain, to his son with a sharp glare. Legolas wasn't having it though, he knew his father was ruthless and Legolas could not ignore the problems that were arising with his father and the dwarven King. It was in rocky waters now after the death of the 20 dwarves, but it wasn't the elves that killed them, it was the enchantment of the forests which was his father's doing. Before Legolas could speak Tauriel came in with a worried expression.
"My Lord,"Tauriel bowed as King Thranduil looked to her and gave a low yes, but he was very much annoyed by this moment. "I've received news from The Council of Elrond,"she said as Legolas looked to his Dad who stared out at the forest, not alarmed by the news of The Council of Elrond. When anything came from them, then it was something very important, so important for all of MiddleEarth.
"He is sending someone to watch over The Elves of Mirkwood and The Dwarves of Erebor, the person will be in charge of the political events, meetings, and social events. Lord Elrond says specifically if you hurt this person you will face severe consequences. Information on this person is unknown, but he will be alone. He will reside in the middle of Erebor and Mirkwood, he will reside off the shore of Esgaroth so that he may not give reason to break the trusts between the both races. The Dwarves of Erebor, The Men of Dale, and The Elves of Mirkwood are to meet him outside of Esgaroth where he will await all of our arrivals in two weeks."Tauriel finished as Thranduil gaze fixated on the patch of dirt that connect to the lake and forest, it was a border in between the Mirkwood and The Lonely Mountain, Thranduil found that very amusing and smart, but did not show it. Legolas turned his gaze from his father to Tauriel who smiled at him.
"Just one person is to keep the balance between the Elves and the Dwarves. Bless the poor soul, whoever it is."Legolas said as he sighed and walked away from the balcony leaving Tauriel and Thranduil alone.
"Do you still hold love for that Dwarf?"Thranduil questioned not looking at her as Tauriel jumped slightly in surprise. "Yes, very much so."She responded as she recalled Kili a few months ago they had seen eachother for a few moments before leaving eachother due to their rival races.
"Then be aware of what will happen if this person does not succeed."Thranduil said with slight venom in his voice and Tauriel can tell that King Thranduil was not at all happy with the fact of The Council of Elrond getting in the way of his affairs with the Dwarves. For he wanted to settle the dispute with war like they were going to do when Thorin had been crazed with Dragon Sickness and would not open Erebor for anyone. Those blasted Dwarves from the Iron Hills had insulted him and Thranduil would not have his name smeared by that dirty race. He wanted to show his place as the one on top, but Thranduil never thought the war he wanted would bring attention to The Council of Elrond and now Thranduil knew that the darkness was creeping back with even more vengeance and corruption.
"Who ever you are. You will have to succeed. For the fate of Middle Earth."Thranduil said in a whisper as the soft winds blew through his hair and he took in the scents of the Mirkwood forests that was a sweet scent of Life itself. Tauriel smiled as she'd noticed the warmth that would sometimes grace the stoic Elven King, even if it were for a mere second she'd notice it. Her and Thranduil had grown a little close over The Battle Of Five Armies after there talk about love, but it was not a closeness anyone would notice for they never talked often, but there was peace between them when around each others presence: respect.
Gandalf stood beside Bilbo as they arrived in Imladris otherwise known as Rivendell, they had arrived quickly without delay for the situations was very dire. They were greeted by several Elves who led them to meet with The Council of Elrond, but Bilbo was in some dark pain. The last brand was making its way very quickly and Bilbo was suffering slowly since he knew the last Brand would burn into the skin longer since it was Fire, the last ability to the Dune which meant it would hurt even more, but not any harm would come upon his body which was odd. It was just pain he'd feel, very severe pain.
Bilbo and Gandalf sat themselves down in the circle of other members. Lord Elrond made his appearance as he swiftly walked in with Lindir behind him following and his two twin sons who sat outside guarding the meeting.
"As you all know, the Hobbit, Bilbo Baggins will watch over the Elves and the Dwarves. He will be the balance between, to keep peace and unite them once again."Lord Elrond said as Bilbo was slightly sweating as he pushed the pain to the farthest part of his mind and Gandalf rest a palm over his right shoulder and whispered something before Bilbo felt the pain numb.
"We have all agreed that he is the only one who can do this. Bilbo Baggins you will work with Bard and the men of Dale when political events come up, but in other words you represent The Council of Elrond to keep the peace between the two races you will live off the shore of Esgaroth where you will be allowed the land that lay off the shore to build whatever you please. Do not take it upon yourself to rest in either Kingdom, this is not favoritism, this is the matter of Trust from both races. You will only share contact with them when visiting to document your findings of each Kingdoms stature, you attend political events and speak for The Council of Elrond, you attend meetings between the three race discussing alliance, and you will attend social events such as festivals that will be held for all races to attend which they will be forced to attend so that we may ensure no mistrust may stir. This is a very important task, Bilbo Baggins. Do you understand?"Lord Elrond finished as Bilbo reviewed all of his task and nodded.
"Yes, I understand...but I have a question?"Bilbo said as he looked to all the council members and then to Elrond with an innocent plead and Elrond suddenly recalled that Bilbo was but a mere teen, but very much so mature due to the Dune that made him not age as fast.
"What happens when we do reach a settlement between the two, do I get to go back home or will I remain to make sure nothing happens?"Bilbo questioned with innocent big blue eyes as Lord Elrond didn't want to tell him of the darkness, but he knew Bilbo knew already.
"There is a darkness coming and it is coming very quickly from the East, you will remain where you are even after you believe it is resolved. Sauron is retrieving a magic ring he made that gave him his full power as the witch king, but the ring is long lost and he will not find it it, but that will not stop him from taking over MiddleEarth. It is also important you do not speak of this to the races for we are still figuring out a strategy to go about Sauron and the legion of Orcs he's bringing."Elrond said as Bilbo nodded knowing already about the darkness, he had heard the plants and roots speak of it and cry out for help of the evil poisoning them.
"You are to meet with the three races in two weeks off the shore of Esgaroth where you will reside alone, but I am very sure you will be fine by yourself."Lord Elrond said with a small smile as the Council was dismissed and Bilbo took in the Adventure he would soon be on. This was very dangerous and Bilbo knew it.
Lord Elrond, of course, chose the Hobbit due to the Dune, with a power like that he was very much protected from anything, even death. He also did it for Bilbo's protection because surely the Witch King knew of the rare Dune and its power but it was impossible to hold for it was branded into you at a very young age. You were born with the symbol, but later on you'd be branded the first ability on the left part of your back in a straight line of runes and then on the right the second brand would make its way with new runes, but the brand would last a very long time and would burn into your skin which was very painful. If the powerful races could get along they could very much protect Bilbo from the evil that may try to seek him out and use him for his rare power which was a very dangerous situation. That's why he made the peace between the races important to Middle Earth because in a way it was important but not so for MiddleEarth to be affected by it. It was Sauron who was rising that he was quick to action to get the races to unite so they can protect not only MiddleEarth, but the Dune that bounded Bilbo for all eternity.
"Master Baggins, I will help you with the Dune so you will know how to harvest it while your long stay Off the Shore of Esgaroth."Elrond said as Bilbo and Gandalf sat in his chambers where there was an opening to a large balcony where the moonlight shined onto the fountain that stood before it. Bilbo looked from the beautiful glistening water to Elrond who spoke truthfully and Bilbo nodded since he was nervous of the new brand: Fire.
"Step into the water, Bilbo."Gandalf spoke up as Bilbo nodded and undid his vest and his suspenders from his shoulders, he undid his dark blue shirt and placed it gently to the side as he placed one foot into the fountain and then his whole lower body as it was not deep at all. The water felt odd, Bilbo noticed the moon glistening upon it which made it change in color and sparkle in a mystical way. Bilbo rest his hands over the water, feeling the ripples slowly rush against his waist and tickle his stomach gently. His short pants were now soaked and he awaited Elrond and Gandalf's command of what to do next, he knew that the second brand would not complete its full seal upon his right side of his back until about next winter and it was barely spring. What ever Elrond was going to teach him, he hoped it would aid him while away from any healer who knew of the Dune. He would have to bear the pain just like he did when he received his first brand as a child, he had endured a full two years of agonizing burning until when the third spring arose it finished and he was branded the ability of Life.
"Lay on your back."Elrond said as Bilbo did and lay onto the water as he felt it seep through his ears and he could hear the voice of the water speak to him and wrap itself around him in a healing way. Bilbo's blue eyes looked up at the ceiling of the chamber hall that held several doors that led to Elrond's bedroom, a large bathroom, study hall, and a spare room. The Chamber hall held a sitting area in the entrance and then at the very end there was a wide open balcony which held the stone circular fountain as fresh water streamed into it, there were plants that rested upon the rocks and several flowers. The fountain was special though, because as Bilbo lay in it he could feel a source energy coming through, the moon of the night was what gave the fountain power, but Bilbo was not exactly sure. It could have been Elrond or Gandalf using magic to awaken the power withing the fountain.
"I want you to close your eyes for I will submerged your entire body within the fountain of Light."Elrond ordered gently as Bilbo obeyed and he watched Elrond step into the fountain in front of him, the water barely gracing his knees due to the elf being 7' tall. Bilbo remembered seeing the ceiling of the circular roof that seemed to match the circular fountain, the ceiling hand been painting beautifully, it was sculpted in the Elves plant based way, the swirls matching weeds and roots. The ceiling held a mirror that Bilbo could see the reflecting fountain and he closed his eyes as he was dipped into the water feeling Elronds hand over his forehead and the other over his chest. Bilbo could feel the water stream through his nose, but Bilbo did not need air when being submerged in water for he could breath within it, the breath of Life: Earth.
"Bilbo...listen to my voice...do not...let the flames consume you."He heard Elrond echo as his ears could only hear the pressure of his voice. Bilbo still opened his eyes but he was in a new place, it was dark and foggy. Mist was about and the ground was burnt and wet, the air seemed sharp that it almost felt as if it was cutting his bare skin. It was cold, but for some reason Bilbo felt he wasn't alone, he looked up to find a sky, but found none. He only saw black, he stared upon the trees that held no life and he walked slowly over the wet ash and roots that lay connected along the ground as a circuit of veins, but with no circulation. Bilbo breathed steadily, it felt as if there was no oxygen for him to breath, his lungs burned for air within this place he stood.
"Who dare disturbs me?"A loud deep voice echoed as Bilbo froze in place trying to find the source of the voice, but it echoed from every direction and Bilbo breaths grew more shagged and he became more nervous. He ran the opposite direction, but stopped when he felt the ground shake as if a great earthquake was ripping apart the earth. Bilbo turned in every direction looking for the steps direction until he turned back to face with a large row of teeth.
"A Hobbit? What would a Hobbit have to do with the power of the Dune?"The deep voice questioned with a trace of sarcasm in his voice as he closed his mouth and drew back which made Bilbo almost fall from the force of air he carried; whatever he was, he was very large and most likely not human.
"I-I've been born with the power..."Bilbo answered nervously as his palms sweated vigorously as he fiddled with them awkwardly as he tried not to collapse from fear. He heard several thundering steps before he heard a loud grumble that did not sound in any way human and Bilbo was ready to run for his life when he remembered the first Brands host which was a woman made up of Earths elements she was made up of roots and her soul energy was of green, blue, brown, and red that flowed brightly in a balance. Bilbo remembered her name being Ethenia. She was much more beautiful and her world peaceful with life, hence her purpose.
"Then...y-you must be..."Bilbo whispered to himself as the beast revealed himself, and Bilbo stood back in awe. It was a grand Dragon with thick armor plastered in deep blue almost black, but Bilbo saw his eyes, they were a strong sapphire and pierced through Bilbo's very soul. His wings grander than all of Rivendell, and he was longer than two nations put together, but as Bilbo tumbled to the floor the beast simply watched him sink down with curious eyes.
"Rest young Hobbit, you will know my name soon enough. We are bound for all eternity."The Blue Dragon said as Bilbo seemed to fade away as his vision became blurry and the Dragon turned away into the shadows. Bilbo watched him walk away, his large stature disappearing into the darkness that consumed his heart, but Bilbo muttered his name as he slipped into deep slumber and he remembered the beast stopping and smiling.
Bilbo drew in a large amount of air as he emerged from the fountain, he looked to Elrond and Gandalf who looked to him with questioning eyes.
"Mehrunes."Bilbo yelled, still trying to catch his breath, he'd been submerged for almost 10 hours and Gandalf looked worried as he looked over Bilbo's back which was scared severely with the rune starting its way from the right shoulder blade and making its way down the shoulder blade. It was more corrupted in lettered and hint of a slight blue color to it which was odd.
"Mehrunes."Elrond said the name of the discord of this deity, he was the host of The ability of Death. He was known in legend to be seen as a large dragon, bigger than Smaug 10 times over, but he was only the spirit of the ability he couldn't do anything but live inside Bilbo since he was bound to him for all eternity. Even Bilbo could not force him out the runes that lay upon Bilbo's left and right shoulder blades that went down in a straight line to rest before his upper bottom area, were that of the bound to his soul for all eternity, thats why Bilbo did not age as quickly, by the time he was the age of 6500 he'd look like but a young man in his 30s.
"He takes on the form of a large Dragon."Bilbo said as he moved his way out of the fountain, where Gandalf handed him a towel. "He does not seemed...alarmed by me."Bilbo said as he tried to find the exact words to place Mehrunes behavior. He wrapped the towel around him as he started feeling the cool night air and he was soaked to the bone. He had entirely forgotten the burning sensation in his right shoulder blade where the rune was slowly starting to brand, but Bilbo had a slight suspicion Mehrunes was behind the ease of burning within the brand. Maybe the beast like him...just maybe he found a soft spot for Bilbo.
"That is good to hear...Go sleep now, Master Baggins. You will need it on your quest."Elrond said as he moved out of the water as well, turning to look up at the moon as the clouds no covered it and the fountain went back to a normal clear color. Bilbo nodded as Gandalf was ready to guide him out when a question graced his lips and found there way out.
"Lord Elrond, will I ever see The Shire?"Lord Elrond felt slightly pained by the question and he couldn't turn to look at the young boy, yes, he was just a mere young boy in his teen years now, nothing close to a man. He was innocent to the world and this evil that crept was going to destroy him. Elrond only hoped that Bilbo grew to love the Dwarves, Elves, and Men as much as Bilbo brought about peace and love wherever he went. Or else he feared for him. Somewhere deep down inside, Elrond knew though that Bilbo would find love of friends on this quest and he would grow to live just as he gave plants life and they gave him life.
If you do, it will not be the same, Lord Elrond thought as he heard Bilbo and Gandalf take there leave from his chambers, and he looked up at the stars.
Well that was longer than I expected...Anyway this is my first story here on Fan fiction, I thought I'd practice my writing skills by writing stories that come to mind. The Tolkien series is one I do favor, but I am more familiar with the Hobbit than that of The Lord of The Rings.
So I don't know all the trivia of all of Middle Earth, but I put as much as I could find in the story. A few things I took from video games I've played and shows I've watched. So there is a mixture of everything.
In this story Bilbo did not venture with the Dwarves and reclaim Erebor, but instead he is a young Hobbit who gives the appearance of a 16 teen year old boy but is actually 19. Bilbo also has a rare power called the "Dune" which is something I made up, the "Dune" basically gives him the power of two abilities: The ability of Life and The ability of Death, it will be further explained in the chapters to come. There is a mixture of History I will put in the story, but twist it around to the Tolkien Universe.
Sauron is coming back with a grand Legion of Orcs, but Bilbo is called upon to bring the Dwarven and Elven nations together due to their clashing which might lead to war so now Bilbo will be alone and in charge of Erebor and The Woodland Realm. Sauron will not come until later on at the end, so for now the chapters will be on the years Bilbo will bring peace between The two nations. Just to give you a heads up.
Next Chapter: The Meet Off The Shore of Esgaroth