(First lord of the Ring Fic) Hope you enjoy!

Chapter1-

Legolas floated along the snow, his eyes narrowed and scanning. He was scouting far ahead of the group, his eyes bombarded by flakes of snow, each one and frozen razor against his eyes. Carefully he picked his way across the frozen slope in search of shelter for the others. So far there had only been a few rock overhangs but nothing big enough for all of them.

Still he searched refusing to turn back now, they had to make it over this mountain. The evil feel of the mountain weighed heavy on all of them, like storm clouds gathering over head.

He smiled when he spotted a gapping cave mouth in between an ancient short, fat, and twisted tree and a large boulder. He couldn't help but stare at the odd sight as he neared the cave mouth. The stone was leaning against the tree and had been grown around until it seemed to be attached to the bare and knotted tree. He stepped into the darkness of the cave and looked around. The beginning of the cave to the right was very uneven but both the floor and roof farther in we're smooth and snowless. Once done scanning it for immediate danger her dashed back to what was left of the party.

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Gandalf leaned heavily against his staff his eyes tired, he had stopped them from entering once Legolas had shown them the way.

"What is it Gandalf?" Aragorn asked "Is something wrong?"

Gandalf stood straight and took a step into the cave. "This is a long forgotten cave, one filled with a long forgotten sorrow." His voice held a hint of pain and this began to unnerve them.

Legolas stepped forward with Gandalf and gripped loosely onto a white icicle above head. "What is the sad story to this cave Gandalf?"

Gandalf did not answer and instead stepped deeper into the cave, this time not stopping. "It would be better to show you rather than tell." In reaction to Gandalf's statement the rest of the party stepped up to the lip of the cave, uselessly peering into the dark after Gandalf. They all flinched as a pale blue light burst from the inner of the cave.

Once they regained their sight they all marveled at the creature in front of Gandalf. The giant bones of a horned creature lay in a awkward position on the cave floor. Probably untouched since the day it died, Legolas, And the rest of the Fellowship stared at it in wonder.

"What is the ugly brute?" Grunted Gimli

"This once majestic creature is called a dragon."

"A dragon!" Frodo exclaimed fragments of Bilbo's story's flooding his weary mind.

"Yes a dragon Frodo, the same creature that your great uncle Bilbo killed, the dragon Smog."

"I have never seen one before." Legolas mumbled.

A soft chuckle tumbled from Gandalf's lips and he stood up straight but did not look back to them.

"Master Legolas I think you should reexamine what it is your holding onto, that is no icicle as you have perceived."Releasing his grip Legolas stepped back, his eyes widening.

There standing on hind legs was a white dragon, it's jaws wide open, Legolas had been holding onto one of its fangs. That uneven part of the he had seen on the wall earlier had actually been a dragon. The dragon seemed to be frozen in position, it was bent to the curve of the cave mouth, unseeable from outside. It was in what seemed to be a launched attack, it's jaws open, claws outstretched, and eyes bristling with hate.

"Beautiful isn't she?" Gandalf said "She's trapped in an old magic, some kind of ice spell."

"We'll then let's rid Middle Earth of every last one." Gimli said already halfway through swinging his axe.

"Gimli No!" Shouted Frodo

"The magic!" Gandalf barked but it was to late.

Blinding light raked all their eye and a strangled roar that made the sky tremble was cut short as the light ended.

(What going to happen next? Review and find out soon!) thank you and I hope you enjoyed it!