I know I have other stories that I am working on, and that was one of the reasons that I deleted this story in the first place. That, and the fact that I didn't have it in me anymore. But I hope I'll be able to finish this the way I originally wanted it.
On Friday this week, me and a friend went to the annual "Lord of The Rings" marathon in Oslo. It's a tradition, where you watch all three extended movies in one sitting, or in other words: 12 hours. It was so much fun, but it made me miss this story, and I wanted to see if someone would read it again, if they got the chance to.
This story will manly concentrate around "The Hobbit" movies but with some from the book as well. This is my first Hobbit story and I hope you like it.
Please give feedback! And I'm sorry for deleting it in the first place.
I do not own "The Hobbit" only my own OC.
*cathrineoriginal*
The little woman ran as fast as she could with the bundle in her arms. She tried her best to ignore the pain she felt in her lower abdomen, but it slowed her down for just a few moments. She was a dwarf and dwarf do not give up. Not because of bloody orcs!
"Find the woman, kill her and bring me the child!" The woman heard a voice say from somewhere behind her. The little woman pushed away from the stone she was hiding behind, leaving trails of blood for them to follow. She knew the pale orc was not far behind, but she knew she had to keep going. The orcs had invaded her small kingdom and she had no one anymore, only the little bundle of joy in her arms. Her king and queen were dead but the last thing her dear Queen Nore of Gemstone, told her maid was to protect the little princess with her own life and that is exactly what she intended to do. The howling of wargs told her that they are even closer than before. The woman reached the end of the stony path, and now she couldn't get anywhere. She had to think fast and finally spotted a little cave just to her left.
The woman knew that if they both went in there, they would both be dead soon, so the short little female dwarf did the only thing she could ever think of. She took the little princess and hid her inside the cave, covered in her cloak and the silver necklace her mother left the dwarf woman before she died. The dwarf woman kissed the sleeping girl on the forehead before running out of there without a second look back. She dared not do it. Mahal, she hoped this would work; she would die to save the life of the little princess, the savior of her kin. The dwarf woman took out her sword and decided to try fight the orcs as well as she could, even though she was weak from the blood loss. As the orcs grew closer, the dwarf woman stopped being afraid. This was for the future queen of Gemstone. The pale orc was not with the pack that approached her.
"Where is the girl?" One of the Orcs with a snarl as the warg snapped its teeth towards her.
"Somewhere you will never find her." The dwarf woman back at him, sword at the ready. "I'll rather die than hand her over to you." The orc only smiled and looked back at his pack.
"Well lads, let us grant the stinking dwarf her wish." He said with a laugh. One of the wargs shot forward and the dwarf woman never had a chance.
Her lack of fight skills did not help her in this matter. The warg grabbed her between its teeth, making the woman cry out in immense pain.
She was thrown around as a rag doll before they could hear a horn in the clearing. It was an elf horn. In seconds, the place swam with elves, killing every orc and warg in sight. Miraculously, the dwarf woman were still alive but there was nothing to be done for the poor woman. One of the elves knelled down by the woman's head. He could tell it would not be long.
"Please, help the princess." She whispered helplessly. "Please help the princess of Gemstone."
"Where is she, dwarf woman?" The Elf asked with compassion.
"Inside the cave." The woman coughed. " Princess Jaymee is inside the cave."
The elf called out to one of the guards to go check it out and only a few minutes later, the guard came back with a sleeping girl in his arms, handing her over to his commander.
"Please tell me your name." The woman whispered, barely holding on for dear life.
"My name is Lord Elrond of Rivendell, Lady Dwarf." The elf answered as he grabbed her hand, knowing she would give up soon.
"Please keep the princess safe; she needs to be safe until it's time for her to save us all."
"I promise you, I will keep her safe until Jaymee of Gemstone is needed, I will keep her safe." The Elf Lord was a man of his word. With a heavy sigh, the dwarf woman took her last breath, she was no more, the light left her eyes, and the elves could feel her spirit leave this world.
"I hope you find peace Lady Dwarf, I will keep my promise." Lord Elrond said before turning away with the little princess still in his arms.
"Take the dwarf with you; she will get a proper burial for her bravery towards protecting this girl." Elrond commanded as he walked towards his horse. "It is time we return to Rivendell." Elrond turned his horse around and headed back to Rivendell in high speed.
When Elrond finally reached the perimeter of his realm, the girl finally woke up; she looked up at the man holding her and was stunned into silence. She did not cry, her mother told her she was a big dwarf now, and big dwarfs do not cry. For a little toddler, she still could understand what was going on around her.
Elrond only smiled at the little dwarf, as his horse stopped on his own accord as two figures walked quickly towards him. One of them was an older man, grey cloaked and carrying a staff. They called him 'Mithrandir' but he was known as Gandalf the Grey. The other one was a beautiful woman, long wavy dark brown hair and eyes that showed only pureness and kindness. His own daughter Arwen.
"Atar!" The she-elf called out hurrying even more when she caught glimpse of the little girl in his arm.
"Lord Elrond! What are you carrying with you, old friend?" Gandalf asked leaning against his staff.
"I will tell you all, but first, I need Arwen to take the little girl and bring her to her chambers." Elrond said as Arwen willingly held out her arms to the little girl.
"Give her to me Atar, I will make sure she gets what she needs." Arwen said, already completely in love with the little girl with big, brown and beautiful eyes. Elrond nodded to his daughter and handed the girl over to her. Arwen retreated with the girl as the toddler already mesmerized by the elf's pointy ears, grabbing onto them, making the elleth laugh with joy.
Elrond turned towards Gandalf.
"We have some things we need to discuss." Elrond told the wizard. Gandalf only nodded and followed the Lord. They both went into Elrond's private room to talk in private.
"My Lord Elrond, who is this little girl you brought with you?" Gandalf asked.
"The Kingdom of Gemstone has fallen." Elrond told him. "The pale orc slaughtered them all. All but this one little girl. The rightful heir of the Gemstone throne. This girl will be the answer to her kin's prayer." Gandalf looked at the Lord with a blank expression.
"But my Lord Elrond, both you and I know that this prophecy is just a tale told by dwarfs all over Middle-earth for centuries, how do you know this little girl will be the answer?" Elrond calmly turned towards his good friend.
"The dwarf that was protecting her would rather be killed by a pack of orcs than hand the girl over. It was because of her the pale orc attacked them in the first place. He wanted her, and only her." Elrond told him.
"How can you know? That this is the girl to answer their prayers?" Gandalf asked again.
"Because of this." Elrond answered showing the necklace found with the girl.
"The stone of Neuro." Gandalf muttered under his breath. He knew what this meant.
"We need to keep the girl safe and I do think that this is the best place she could be." Elrond told him. "We need to keep her identity safe as long as possible as we do not know when the time comes for her to shine."
"I agree. We do not tell anyone about this. Not until the time is right." Gandalf agreed eagerly. "What will you do with her until time is ready?"
"I will raise her here as she was my own daughter. Even though she is a dwarf, she will have a significant meaning to us in the far future." Elrond said, looking towards the chambers of Arwen.
Arwen had just finished feeding the little toddler with a huge smile on her face and now, little Jaymee slept peacefully in a small bed. Arwen could not resist touching the little girl's face in wonder.
"I will call you, Neuriel*, my sweet, sweet little sister." She whispered as the girl stirred a little before grabbing onto her new sister's hand.
This is the tale of the Savior from the Kingdom of Gemstone.
Translations:
*Neuriel (Noo- ree - ell): It is the elvish word for Jaime (Jaymee) and it means 'Successor'.
*Atar: Father.
Neuro Necklace:The Necklace is not really a "Neuro Necklace." It was this necklace on a website when I started this story.
Here is a link to that picture. Remove spaces.
www. arkadiancollection files/ imagecache/product_full/ srp966-kyanite-moldavite-heart-shaped- silver-necklace .jpg