Hello readers!

This story gets its inspiration from the TV show Game Of Thrones and several elements from that show will appear throughout. Folklore and nature magic will make their appearances as well, just as some other characters from Once Upon A Time.

Note that this story is rated M for a reason. Swearing, gore, and sexytimes may not be suitable for everyone!

As usual, I do not own anything but my imagination!

The sound of tree logs being broken in half rippled through the quiet morning. Near the entrance of Golden Axe Mountain, the dwarf Grumpy stood and held a steady gaze at the woods. He and his brothers had sensed the sudden change in the atmosphere. The air was thicker and the slight breeze did not seem to calm their minds.

Grumpy scratched his beard and placed his axe over his right shoulder. His job was to dig out all the precious metals from the mountains and deliver them to Dragon Valley, the capital in the kingdom of Wonderfields. He and his brothers were proud to serve the kingdom, and especially the Queen, who always made sure that they could mine in peace.

The mountains were close to the feared sorcerer Rumplestiltskin, a man who was known for his trickery and deceit. He was a threat to the kingdom, but a powerful barrier kept him out of reach from the rest of the kingdom. Carriages that carried the metal that dwarfs extracted were allowed to pass, as well as soldiers.

Grumpy looked around and saw that he and his brothers were not the only ones that were nervous, but the soldiers protecting the mine were as well. This particular mine was rich in gold, so the Queen sent a little more reinforcements to ensure that the gold was protected until it reached the capital.

The soldiers began to draw their swords as they felt how the ground started to shake. Birds flew from their secure places in the trees as dogs started barking.

"What is going on?" Doc said as he joined Grumpy's side.

"Something bad." Grumpy replied and gripped the handle of his axe harder.

Several loud roars could be heard in the distance as the soldiers started to regroup.

Grumpy swallowed hard and saw as his other five brothers joined his side. In a fight, a dwarf was almost useless. They were built to mine, not to fight.

"Send a raven to Dragon Valley. Tell the Queen that we are being attacked!"

Dopey quickly set of towards the cage they kept the birds in. He grabbed a quill and a piece of paper before he began to write.

A tree soared through the sky and landed near the soldiers. The last of the trees that kept the creatures from sight was soon brought down with brutal force.

"TROLLS!"

The trolls were gigantic, just as tall as the tallest fir tree. Their tails swept along the forest floor and ripped the moss from the ground. Their eyes were completely black and their faces showed a deep and burning rage.

The soldiers faced them head on, trying to bring them down by cutting at their feet. Their swords, with the tip dipped in pure silver, soon drew blood. The first of the tree trolls bent down and grabbed one of the soldiers by his head and crushed it without much effort. The second troll went for the carriage and crushed it and the horses that were tied to it. Grumpy watched in horror as the third troll was heading straight towards him and his brothers.

"Dopey, how is that note going?"

The troll was close and Grumpy had to make a choice. Run or fight.

"We should hide inside the mountain, the trolls will never be able to reach us there!" Doc's voice cut through the screams and the clashing swords of the soldiers. The trolls had crushed most of them and all that remained was the blood that soaked the forest floor.

The panic began to invade Grumpy's mind as he turned and made his way inside the mine, his brothers following him.

In the corner of his eye, he saw the black raven spread its wings and take flight, flying towards Dragon Valley and the Queen.