A/N: I am redoing this story so the chapters may not connect very well for a short time. I hope that if you read and liked the earlier version that you will like this better. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: STOP STARING! IT'S ANNOYING!
I was just your average kid, except for the fact that I was an obsessive J.R.R. Tolkien fan. I grew up reading the Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, so when the Hobbit came out in theaters I pestered my brother into taking me to the midnight premier. Never in my life, would I have expected that when we were walking back to his car that I would have been kidnapped by a group of nasty orcs who used magic and teleported me into a forest all on my own. I stood up, brushed off my black leather trench coat, picked up my black Stetson, and shook the dirt out of my black leather boots. Not two seconds after I had finished straightening my hat did it register that I was in a forest, not the movie parking lot. I stood in shock for a moment then screamed," Where the bloody hell am I?"
Life had always been good to me, never anything unexpected or terrifying. It was then that I heard a deep voice that I recognized for some reason," Lay down your arms!" the words echoed through the dark woods," Or we'll tear his off." There was a brief moment of silence before a series of metallic thuds resounded throughout the immediate area.
A few moments later I heard several more thuds accompanied by masculine groans. I hesitated a few moments before creeping up, as quietly as possible, on top of a rather large boulder and peeking over the top to see three very large and very real mountain trolls. I clapped my hand over my mouth and forced myself not to hyperventilate," Trolls! Real live trolls from the Hobbit, and I'm witnessing this!" I thought in a very panicked manner as my thoughts began crashing and derailing as insane ideas shot into my mind.
"Think! Think, Sky! You have seen the movie twice and read the book ten times! What would Bilbo do?" I mentally screamed at myself. Then it hit me, the perfect idea, the dumbest idea," Oi! You lot!" I shouted at the trolls, drawing their attention easily enough," I believe that you are making an absolutely terrible mistake here!"
Several dwarves began yelling at me to run while the rest just stared at me," Uh, right. No idea where I was gonna go with that. Bye!" I shouted, sliding off the boulder and taking off in the other direction. A few seconds later I heard a loud crashing noise behind me, and that was all the incentive I needed to run faster. I tripped and fell face first into a puddle then turned to see a cross eyed troll several meters behind me," Right. Troll. No time for a splash in a puddle!" I yelped, scrambling to my feet and beginning to run again.
Not ten feet later, I slipped and fell again. This time, I ended up in a sack, tossed on the ground, next to most of the dwarves. I felt them all staring at me and looked around a bit awkwardly," Alright! Stop staring! It's annoying and rude!" I protested.
Suddenly, Bilbo wriggled to his feet and started stalling for time," Oh cool! I get to see this in person!" I thought excitedly. Then it hit me," Oh crud, I'm seeing this in person," I slowly began inching as far away from Bombur as I could before one of the trolls picked him up and dropped him on the rest of us. Suddenly, the troll that should have grabbed Bombur swooped down and picked me up.
Needless to say I panicked and began cursing so violently that even the dwarves looked a bit surprised. Suddenly, I heard a man shout," Enough of this," I whipped my head around to see a man raise his staff," And the dawn shall take you all!" then slam his staff into the boulder he was standing on, splitting it in half so that the sun shined on the trolls, turning them quite painfully into stone and forcing them to drop me on a dwarf. I jumped off him immediately and apologized as I began to help them all out of the sacks and off the spit," Lassie, what were you thinking?" an old dwarf with a long white beard asked," I was thinking that if I stalled them long enough that they would turn to stone and not eat all of you," I stated," But I panicked and ran because three against one are not the best odds." shrugging off the pain in my neck where I had landed when the troll dropped me.
" You nearly got yourself killed girl, go home," the dwarf I had landed on growled. The old man smiled and strode up to me," You did well young lady. What is your name?" I blinked in shock at the old man," Uh, Sky Waters. And you?" I stated, returning the question. He smiled warmly," I am Gandalf the Grey. Allow me to introduce Fili, Kili, Oin, Gloin, Dwalin, Balin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Dori, Ori, Nori, Bilbo Baggins," he said, gesturing to each dwarf and the hobbit," And the leader of our company, Thorin Oakenshield," he said, pointing to the dwarf I had fallen on. I nodded respectfully to all of them," Well, it's been nice meeting all of you, but now I must find a way for me to get back home," I stated calmly, heading off in the direction I had come from when I heard a voice call my name," Sky! Please, join us!" I turned to see Nori ask," You were brave enough to stall the trolls and not faint! We could use your help eventually!" he stated quickly, withering under Thorin's intense glare," If it's alright with your leader then I'll help. If not then I'm going to see why mountain trolls were so far south while finding my way back home," I replied smoothly, striding towards a really foul smell.
" She can come, as long as she doesn't cause too much trouble!" I heard Thorin yell over the other dwarves who had all started arguing over Nori's request that I join them. Whipping around, I saw a dark cave that seemed to be the source of the horrid smell," Well, that's good news. I found the trolls' cave!" I shouted over my shoulder, striding inside and instantly noticing a barrel of swords. I picked up a long sword that seemed to be of elvish make and strapped it onto my belt before the dwarves walked inside. Thorin strode over to the barrel and picked up a sword, put it back, then lifted up an elvish sword," These swords were made by no troll," he breathed. Gandalf strode over to him and looked at the sword," Nor were they made by any smith of man, these are of elvish make. From the high elves of old," Thorin moved to set the sword back in the barrel," You could ask for no finer blade!" Gandalf snapped.
I glanced nervously from Thorin to Gandalf then back to Thorin," Uh, ok. I'm just gonna see what Bilbo is doing," I stated nervously, striding over to the hobbit," You ok Bilbo? You look a bit faint," I asked the small man," Oh, I'm alright, just a little woozy from the stench of this place," he said calmly. I smiled at him as he walked back out of the hole," Let's get out of this stinking hole," I heard Thorin say as he walked past me. Following him out, I realized I was a bit shorter than I used to be, a couple inches at most. It wasn't really much of a difference, I never was really too tall, except for the fact that I was now the exact same height as Thorin. Suddenly, Kili and Fili ran out of the bushes towards us," Something's coming!" they shouted as a rustling in the bushes got closer.
Suddenly, a man riding on a sled pulled by a team of rabbits burst into the small clearing we were all standing in and, unfortunately, knocked Thorin over and on top of me. It took a couple seconds for what was going on to register in both of our minds then I quickly shoved him off of me and jumped to my feet," Radagast!" Gandalf exclaimed, hugging the man on the sled," Radagast? Where do I know that from?" I thought," Radagast the Brown! Wizard who loves animals more than people!" I remembered.
Only half-listening I barely caught the last thing he said before a warg tackled me to the ground; I cried out in shock and pain as it bit down on my shoulder," SKY!" Bilbo shouted as I drew the sword I had nabbed in the troll cave and stabbed up into the beast's skull. I shoved the dead monster off of me and charged the second warg that had crashed into the clearing. " Warg scouts, there's sure to be an orc pack close by!" Thorin warned, noticing the blood pouring from my shoulder as I pulled off my black leather trench coat," Take a picture, it'll last longer," I snapped in pain as I tore off a sleeve from my shirt to bandage my shoulder. He glared at me then turned away to face the rest of the company," We need to get out of here..." I started," We can't! We have no ponies, they all bolted!" Nori exclaimed, racing back towards us.
" I can lead them away!" Radagast stated confidently. " These are Gunarban wargs! They will outrun you!" Gandalf protested." These are Rustabel rabbits! I'd like to see them try," Radagast countered, smirking like the devil.
Before I could register what was really happening, the company and I were running over the hills in an attempt to escape the orcs. We all skidded to a halt as Radagast and the Orc pack raced past in front of us," This way!" Gandalf ordered, directing us towards a large boulder," Where are you leading us?" Thorin demanded only to be ignored by the wizard who ran after the others. I darted past him and tried my hardest to keep up with them as we raced over hills and avoided being seen by wargs and orcs. We all stopped and hid by a large boulder and silenced our breath as we heard the clacking of claws against the stone come from above us. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Thorin nod to Kili, who then nocked an arrow and shot the warg.
The beast jumped down with its rider, and I drew my sword and tackled the Orc off the warg, stabbing it to death. I leapt up to find the others had already slain the warg," Run!" Gandalf ordered, taking off towards a group of boulders," Way ahead of you!" I yelped, racing past the old man. Suddenly, a couple wargs leapt out in front of me, causing me to skid to a stop," Oh you have got to be kidding me!" I groaned, drawing my sword once more. I gulped as the ugly beasts began to close in then arrows sprouted from their foreheads, making me whip around to see Fili and Kili standing behind me, holding their bows," You are lucky you know us," Fili said, grabbing my left arm and pulling me back towards the others," There are more this way!" Kili yelled, regrouping with the others. I looked around," Where's Gandalf?" I asked in confusion," The wizard abandoned us!" Dwalin roared on frustration
I glanced over to a boulder and saw Gandalf's head pop up and called out to the others," This way you fools!" he shouted, disappearing again. I ran over first and jumped down the slope of stone into the tunnel where Gandalf was waiting," Well, this was unexpected," I thought out loud. Gandalf chuckled as dwarves began pouring in, along with Bilbo. Right as I thought my day was getting better, Thorin slid down, hopped to his feet, lost his balance, and fell on top of me again. I groaned in annoyance and pain, opening my eyes half-way," Thorin, stop falling on me!" I groaned, trying to push him off but failing miserably because of his weight combined with my injured shoulder. He jumped off me and looked around at the others who had been watching with interest," I can't see where the pathway leads, do we follow it or no?" Dwalin called from the mouth of a narrow tunnel," Follow it of course!" one of the other dwarves snapped. I rolled to my feet and trailed behind at the back of the line as we walked through the tunnel," Wow," I heard Bilbo gasp as we stepped out of the tunnel into a small cave that gave us a great view of the valley we had just entered.
" The valley of Imladris, though in the common tongue it's known by a different name," Gandalf explained, walking past Bilbo towards the pathway to our left that led down into the valley," Rivendell," Bilbo murmured. Pain suddenly shot through my shoulder, causing me to wince and catch the attention of Nori," Are you alright?" he asked quietly. I nodded," I'm fine, don't worry about me, Nori," I lied, forcing a smile onto my face.
As we walked through the gates of Rivendell, an elf strode down to greet us," Mithrandir," he called out to Gandalf. I narrowed my eyes as he started talking in elvish," I must speak Lord Elrond," Gandalf said in plain English, cutting the elf off. He looked at the dwarves for a second, then me, then back to Gandalf.
" I'm afraid my Lord Elrond is not here," the elf said cautiously," Then where is he?" Gandalf asked, suspicious of the elf. The elf's response was cut short as an elven horn sounded and a party of elves came riding in and circled around the dwarves, Bilbo, and I several times before stopping. Gandalf smiled as Elrond dismounted and hugged him," Never have orcs strayed so close to our borders before; I fear something may have led them here," The elf stated, holding up an Orc sword. Gandalf chuckled nervously," I'm afraid that may have been us," he gestured to the company. Thorin pushed his way to the front, looking very angry, but Elrond just smiled," Welcome, Thorin son of Thrain." Thorin froze," How did you know my father?" I zoned out and tested my shoulder to see how damaged it was then zoned back in when the dwarves suddenly all got into a huddle," Well, I suppose that's alright," they said, allowing themselves to be led off towards food," Ah, milady," an elf said, gently grabbing my arm," You are injured." Most of the dwarves whipped around to look at me," Uh, yeah. A warg bit my shoulder, no big deal," I explained, shuffling my feet awkwardly under the looks I was getting from the dwarves.
The elf then took it upon herself to drag me off to the elven healing houses, fix my shoulder, and try to force me into a dress," For millionth time, I am not going to wear a dress! It's against my beliefs!" I protested as she insisted I wear a dress," Well, at least change your shirt, it's stained with blood," she sighed, finally letting the dress go. I nodded in agreement and she brought me a simple, dark-blue, long sleeve shirt. I pulled it on then picked up my hat and coat," Thank you, I'm going to go eat with my friends now," I said, leaving the elf in search of food and my friends. When I found them, I wished I had hidden my hair in my hat and worn my coat because they all stared at me in shock.
I had pulled my long brown hair into a loose ponytail, and all of my new friends were staring at it," Oi! It's just my hair, stop staring!" I blushed, sitting down next to Bilbo who had the decency not to stare. After a few minutes of picking at all of the vegetarian food the elves had given us, I leaned over to Kili and whispered," Where's the meat?" He fell out of his chair, laughing at my Scottish accent that comes out every once in a while. I gave him a glare then looked at the others and said in my accent," Is it really that funny?" they all stared at me," Gah! Stop freaking staring at me! It's annoying!" I shouted.