Greetings all!

I've always been a dragon-lover and Smaug has always been one of me childhood faves ever since reading The Hobbit as a kid.

You can imagine my excitement over the movies~

Seeing the movie has reawakened my love of Smaug and now there's this :D

Originally I was going to make up some OC elf or human chick (perhaps even a dwarf, who knows!) and make up some tragic romance that would have had all my friends and readers hating me in the end. Just how I like it!

lol Kidding, kidding (mostly).

So what stopped me from doing this? Well I looked up Smaug on here and found quite a few EXCELLENT SmaugXOCchick stories already.

Me being me, I lost interest in my apparently-not-so-original idea and quickly came up with something else I hadn't seen yet.

And thus this story was born!

Ahead of time, I thank my friend raven1493 for persuading me to post this lol

I also do not own Smaug or The Hobbit or anything else. I just own the plot and my OC~

Well, enough of my chatter! Onward with the first chapter!

Enjoy!

Withered Heath. It used to be such a lovely valley. A valley blackened by dragon fire as the skies swarmed with the mating flights of young and old. It was the perfect breeding ground. Dragons could stay and watch over their hatchlings until they were ready to venture out on their own. The young Fire Drakes could multiply and grow freely...until groves of Men and Dwarves came to fight against their expanding numbers.

Dwarves were easy to play with and amusing to torment. They would mine the nearby mountains for the sport of any dragon big enough to pull down their structures. The Dwarves always fought back but it was rare that they defeated any single dragon. Their efforts were a joke among the dragon-kin who were free to attack and take whatever was mined for their own.

Humans were pesky creatures. They multiplied at a quick rate and were not be as easily played with as dwarves. They also seemed to be appearing everywhere; their kind spreading like some sort of short-lived but indestructible insect. This did not concern the dragons at first. Humans kept creatures like cows, pigs, and horses in enclosed areas that made it fairly easy to take a quick meal from.

The Humans decided they did not like providing dragons with food almost immediately and they began fighting back. Their efforts were, of course, pathetic in the eyes of the dragons who continued to be feared above all else just as it should be.

At some point the Dwarves and Humans tried to join forces to fight off the terrible beasts of the north. Their greatest warriors of old boldly came to Withered Heath, in the middle of the barren season of the dragons no less, and took advantage of the lack of adult Fire Drakes to contend with. They stood against the hatchlings, the inexperienced juveniles, those older than time itself, and the precious few females needed to continue on their noble race.

Many dragons fell due to the cowardly actions of their attackers. Some dragons that survived the first assault were able to escape and begin to spread the word that their breeding ground was in peril. The young and rash males were the first to return, abandoning their precious hoards and territories to attack the armies in a rain of fire. The older males took a more strategic approach; guarding the ways out of their valley so none could escape their wrath.

Though the enemy had no chance of survival in the face of the swell of returning males, they wielded foul weapons like enchanted arrows that often ended up in an unlucky dragon's eye. However a blinded dragon was just as deadly as one with full control over its physical senses, if not more so. Many Humans and Dwarves were crushed by the wild thrashings of a Fire Drake with arrows in its eyes, but still they fought on...until none were left to fight.

The charred remains of innumerous Dwarves and Men covered their valley floor by time the dragons had finished carrying out their judgement on those who dared to threaten those of Withered Heath. The dragons never recovered from their losses though and slowly but surely their numbers became less and less.

That many hundreds of years ago...perhaps well over a thousand. Filianix didn't really care.

Before her was an empty valley.

Her single violet eye turned to the south, her distinct look of disdain turning it dark.

She couldn't believe she was going to Smaug for help.

Even if he agreed to help her...it would not please her to be in his presence again. That was not enough to keep her from seeking him out though. This needed to be done.

A leap, the opening of her wings, an updraft...and she was on her way with the setting sun on her left.

The Lonely Mountain wasn't too far of a trip. Not for one such as she. She could stay in the air without a break for three times longer than any other dragon she had ever encountered. No dragon could truly challenge her in the air. None at all.

Determined, she flew higher into the sky until she was a speck to any mortals who chanced to look up and see her. The extreme height cleared her mind and allowed it to calm. Her eye took in the landscape below her. It looked like a simple map and those living on it were only tiny little ants who were born, lived, and died with every passing breeze.

A rogue gust of wind caused her to fly a bit lower. After doing so, her nose began to tingle as the smell of gold suddenly rushed through it like a wave of fire. That smell...it was so strong! It was intoxicating!

No longer aware of the scenery below her, she followed her nose to find the source of the golden smell. The night passed by and the sun began to rise when she was met with the source. She was not surprised, but it still caused her to pause and hover in her flight. The Lonely Mountain. Smaug's territory.

Of course...she should have realized. Knowing him, he probably caught one whiff of that gold and didn't hesitate to pursue it and make it his. Smelling it now...she felt herself wishing it was her hoard she was smelling, not his.

Her own hoard consisted mostly of her beloved jewels. Giant gemstones, chunks of silver, gold, and other precious metals, even Dwarven armor...things given to her by males attempting to please her with gifts. She had never needed to obtain anything for herself and now it was all hidden away in her cave. Her hoard...she risked it being found by leaving it behind.

It was necessary. It was a risk she was being forced to take.

Diving down towards the back of the mountain, her eye scanned for a place to enter. If he were smart he would have blocked the entrances closest to the populated areas but kept or made a back passage he could go out and in by. To her surprise it took her longer than she thought it would to finally find the entrance. After finding two back passages he had completely destroyed, she discovered a third near the top of the mountain.

Landing on the ridge of the opening, the gold's smell was so strong she opened her mouth to taste it on her tongue. Why had no other dragons come to challenge Smaug for the scent alone? She knew there used to be some that were young and stupid enough to take him on. Perhaps a few had tried to fight him for his hoard and she was merely unaware of it.

Regardless, she was not here for the treasure. As exhilarating as it smelled to her, she had more important things to act upon other than her desire for gold. Sliding into the entrance, she slithered forward a short distance before finding herself within the mountain and gliding into one of the dwarven halls.

She landed and steadied her footing, her eye taking in the comfortably high ceiling and surrounding stone. Smaug's scent was faint in this room...he must not have left the mountain in a great while. She could still feel his presence though. The feel that this all was his and that her even laying an eye on it was an unforgivable trespass. Such was the way of being in another dragon's territory without their consent.

Nothing bad would come of this. Smaug could be reasoned with. She would make him understand her plight and he wouldn't be able to refuse her. She was confident he would say yes.

Taking in a breath, she roared.

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