A/N Hey! This is my first Hobbit Fanfic, so hopefully you'll enjoy it! I am sorry if there are a few spelling or grammar mistakes, if you find some, please let me know! I do not own the hobbit! ~Littlelots

Chapter 1. Lost

"I'll race you!"

Eve McKinnon laughed and started running down the slope. Her blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight, and her curly copper hair bounced around her head as she bounded down the hillside. She had long legs, which had always been an advantage in running, and was lightly built. She ducked under a branch and leapt over a ditch. Dodging the rabbit holes was the biggest challenge. She was almost at the foot of the hillside, when she paused, looking up at the sun that was setting over the distant hills. She smiled to herself, and hearing her friend getting closer, started to run again. She skidded to a stop at the bottom and collapsed on the grass. It was the end of the summer holidays, and she had graduated, and had to think of something to do with her life. Her friend sat down beside her, gasping for breath. Katie Heath was her best; and only friend. She was a bit shorter than Eve, with silvery blond hair, and stormy grey eyes. Their personalities were just as different as their appearances, Katie being the bold, outgoing one, and Eve being the quiet and shy one. Katie had always been there for her, ever since they started school together, right up till now. But that was the problem. She wouldn't be there for much longer. Eve felt a lump appear in her throat. Katie looked over at her, noticing the brooding expression on her face.

"Evie… I'm really sorry about leaving. I wish my dad hadn't got that stupid job in New Zealand, but there's nothing I-"

"I know Kate, honest. It's just going to be strange here alone. And I won't see you much, once a year if I'm lucky, it's a long way from Britain!"

Katie gave a deep sigh. "I know. I'm going to hate it, and I just don't want you to be alone in that little flat, I know you don't have anyone else."

They sat there in silence, looking at the sun as it disappeared in the distance. Katie's stomach gave a loud rumble, and they both burst out laughing. Trying to hide the smirk on her face, Eve got to her feet and held out her hand to her friend. She pulled her up and they set off towards the road. They talked about what they had done at University, the various boyfriends Katie had had, and Katie kept hinting that Eve needed to get a boyfriend. She ignored this piece of information, since she had not found the right guy, at least, not yet. At the end of the track was the small, ford fiesta Katie's dad had got her just before she went to UNI. Eve put her hand in her pocket, feeling for her keys; but they weren't there. She patted her back pockets just in case, and then turned to look at her friend in shock. Katie was watching her, her head tilted to one side.

"Is there a problem?" she asked, a frown starting to appear on her brow.

"M-my keys! I-I-I can't find them!" Eve cried, as she brushed her fringe out her face and started to check the ground around them.

"Did you drop them?" Katie said, looking in some grass. Then she stood up with a gasp.

"The hill! What if they fell out on the hill?"

The two girls raced back the way they came, constantly checking the ground to see if they could find the car keys. As they reached the hill however, the realization of how bad a situation they were in came to them. They looked at the thousands of rabbit holes, and the rocks and ditches that covered the hillside and all hope left them.

"Shit." They said in unison, and Eve sank to her knees in despair.

"Now what?" she asked her friend.

"I'll call my dad, he has your spare set." replied Katie, pulling her phone out of her pocket, and walking a few paces away. Eve went back to looking for the keys, when she came across something very curious. A small box was lying in a ditch, just under a bit of grass. Eve pulled it out and, having always been too curious for her own good, lifted the lid and peeped inside. On a little plush cushion, lay a bracelet with a strange jewel in the centre. She lifted it out and, hoping to surprise Katie with this incredible find, slipped it on her wrist. The stone seemed to almost glow, and Eve touched it lightly with her finger. There was a flash of bright light, a painful crushing sensation, and then everything went dark.


Eve opened her eyes, and realized she was lying in some moss. She sat up, her head spinning slightly, and looked around. She was sitting in the middle of a glade, surrounded by trees. The sky was dark, and there was a cold wind blowing the leaves about, making rustling noises. She had no idea where she was, or where Katie was. She shook her head, trying to remember. She had put on the bracelet, and touched the stone in the middle, that was the last thing she could recall. She stood up, looking around nervously. Then she realized she wasn't wearing her jeans and tank top anymore. She was wearing a strange pair of trousers, and a shirt with a jacket on top. She also had a cloak around her for some reason, with a hood over her head, but the biggest shock, was the short sword hanging from her belt. Where the hell am I? She wondered to herself. She saw a light up in the distance, and, seeing as she had nowhere else to go, decided she would go and check it out. She quietly made her way through the forest, trying to be stealthy, and keeping a hand on the hilt of her sword. Maybe those hours spent playing around with sticks and pretending to fight Katie would pay off. She felt a pang of sorrow as she thought of her friend. What must she be thinking? How long had she been looking for her? Eve wiped the tears away that were creeping down her face, as she approached the source of light.


"Quit your yappin'!" said a gruff voice, and Eve peeped round a tree to see three giant creatures sitting round a fire. Trolls, she thought to herself, and then wondered why she had come to that conclusion. One was stirring some foul smelling concoction, and the other two were slowly turning a spit. She looked closely at the spit, and realized there were people tied to it! They were men, all of whom had beards. She looked around the clearing and noticed a pile of sacks, each containing another person. Again she had the feeling of knowing who these people were. Somehow, she knew these people were dwarves, and she was absolutely sure of the fact. One of the people in the sacks stood up, and Eve thought this person couldn't be a dwarf, he was much too small!

"Wait! Wait!" he cried, wobbling as he tried to get his balance. "You are making a terrible mistake!" he said breathlessly.

"You can't reason with them laddie- they're halfwits!" one of the dwarves shouted from the spit.

"Halfwits!?" cried another, while being turned over the flames. "What does that make us?"

"You are going to need something a lot stronger than sage to cook up this lot!" the little man said. "I mean have you smelt them?"

"You're a traitor Baggins!" yelled a ginger haired dwarf.

"Oi, let the bur-hobbit speak" the biggest troll snapped at the dwarf, before kneeling down to 'Baggins'.

"Now, what about the seasoning?" he questioned the frightened 'Baggins' with interest.

"Well, you um….. Skin them first!" The dwarves gasped and then erupted with anger shouting curses at 'Baggins'.

The troll with the lazy eye picked up the fattest dwarf and held him over his mouth. "Rubbish, their better this way, nice and crunchy."

"No-no, not that one he is eh, infected with worms!" 'Baggins' said quickly. The troll gasped in disgust and threw the dwarf back onto the pile.

Eve stood watching, not knowing what to do. There was no way she could get to the dwarves without being seen, and if she did get seen, she was toast. Then she had an idea. She raced to some trees behind the trolls and hid behind one.

"There ain't no use eating them if they've got worms." She yelled, and instantly ran through the trees in the opposite direction. The trolls all turned to where her voice had come from, and one of them got up and walked towards the tree which she had hidden behind. With the trolls backs turned, she dashed towards the dwarves, pulling out her sword as she did so, and cut two of the sacks before the trolls had noticed.

"Oi!" yelled the sneezy one, "That's our dinner!" The dwarves jumped up, grabbing some weapons from a large pile and freed their friends. They eyed her suspiciously, but started to attack the trolls. Two of them went to the spit, and heaved it off, untying their friends as they did so.

She heard the young dark haired dwarf ask, "A little warm for you brother?" A blond haired dwarf, who looked similar to him, replied, "Shut up," and took the weapon he was being offered.

Suddenly a huge hand came towards her, and she instinctively rolled to the side, slashing at it with her sword. The troll cried out, and nearly stepped on her. Then a loud voice sounded from above a pile of rocks,

"May the dawn take you all!"

There was an old man with a tall hat and long cloak standing on top of it. He was holding a staff, and slammed it against the rocks. They broke, letting the rays of dawn shine through, and Eve watched in astonishment as the trolls tried turn to turn away, but slowly turned to stone.

After a few moments, the dwarves all turned to her, and a tall, dark haired dwarf walked towards her, his sword pointing at her chest.

"Who are you?" he demanded. She took a few steps back, and tried to return her breathing to normal.

"Who are you?" he shouted again, looking at her furiously. By now, the old man who had broken the rocks had joined them, and he looked at her in surprise. He must be some kind of wizard, she thought, and then told herself they weren't real. But then, trolls weren't supposed to be either.

"This is your last chance!" said the dwarf, taking a step forward. "Tell me who you are, or I will run this sword through your chest!" The wizard turned to him.

"That is no way to speak to a lady, Thorin. I would have thought you had better manners than these!" She had forgotten her hood was up, and quickly removed it. The dwarves let out a gasp, and Thorin lowered his sword.

"I apologize, my lady," he said, in a slightly more polite tone, but only slightly. "I did not realize."

She nodded, not sure what to do, but before she had opened her mouth, the wizard asked, "Whatever are you doing here, my lady? The woods are a dangerous place to be, especially at night!" She gulped, but finally worked up the courage to speak.

"I am lost. I do not know where I am, and I came upon your company quite by accident. I was looking for shelter when I saw the light, and came to this place." It sounded strange talking like this, quite old fashioned, but it had a nice feel to it. The wizard looked at her strangely, and asked in a cautious voice, "Where are you from?"

She went pale, and tried to think up an excuse, but nothing came to mind, so she decided to tell them the truth- sort of.

"I am not entirely sure. This place is very different from where I come from, almost like another world." The dwarves started to whisper amongst themselves, and some of them had their hands on their weapons. The younger dark haired dwarf, who had been joking with his brother, was watching her curiously. So was the wizard.

"I see." He said, stroking his long grey beard. "You are telling the truth. You are not of this world, and I would be very interested in how you came to it. But I will talk with you privately on that matter. Let me first introduce myself. I am Gandalf the Grey, and this is Thorin Oakenshield, the leader of our company." He gestured to the dwarf who had pointed his sword at her. He then pointed to the other dwarves in turn, naming; Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Ori, Nori, Dori, Dwalin, Balin, Oin, Gloin, Fili and Kili. The last dwarf, Kili, was the young black haired dwarf who had been watching her.

"And this is Mr Bilbo Baggins." finished Gandalf, pointing at the little man who had been distracting the trolls. They all looked at her expectantly, and it took her a few moments to realise why.

"Oh, I'm Eve. Eve McKinnon." She said quickly, blushing at the attention. Gandalf nodded, and then whispered something to Thorin, who called the dwarves to start searching for the troll's hideout. Gandalf pulled Eve to a side, and looked down at her seriously.

"Now Miss McKinnon, I want you to tell me exactly what happened."

A/N Please review! I really want to know your opinions! I am about to start working on the second chapter which should be up soon! ~Littlelots