A/N: I do not own either Inuyasha or the Hobbit.

I am so sorry that it took so long for me to update. I've been so caught up in the freedom of summer and to be honest, was just being lazy. Again, sorry for taking so long and enjoy.

Chapter 3:

They could feel it, the grief and sorrow of one of their own. It was not one that they recognized though, and there were so few of them. The pull to help was strong. The grief was so much that they feared the being would harm itself. For such was their grief, that it was all consuming.

And so they answered the silent call for help.

It hurt so much. Kagome could feel her heart breaking to pieces. All that ever mattered to her was gone, her friends, her family, all gone and she would never see them again. Her grief consuming her, Kagome failed to sense the presence of three approaching.

It was only when she felt a hand on her head that she noticed them. Surprised by their sudden appearance, Kagome was startled and reacted the only way she knew how to. Leaping away from the three men, Kagome pulled her soul staff from her back and held it defensively. With tears still streaming down her face, Kagome looked at the three men.

The one who had touched her head was in brown garbs. He smelled of the forest and woodland creatures. While you would have thought that he stank, the smell was oddly pleasing. The second was a man in white, with his beard and hair as white as his robes. He held an air of nobility and strength that oddly gave her a sense of safety. The last was draped in grey, and as with the last, his beard and hair were also the shade of his garbs. His eyes, as the saying goes, seemed to be the windows to his soul. They were kind and held a sort of understanding that instantly made Kagome like him.

Looking at the men, Kagome could feel the power radiating off of them, a power so great that it could likely rival that of Sesshomaru's or possibly even that of his father's. The power coming from them was more than anything Kagome had ever felt before. Though she felt no malice from them, their sheer power made her dizzy.

Backing away from the men stumbling, Kagome could hear them trying to talking to her, but she couldn't understand a thing they were saying, her head was too fuzzy. Feeling herself start to swoon, Kagome leaned on a nearby tree while still trying to keep a certain distance from the men.

It would only take a few more seconds before she would collapse from the suffocating power. Kagome felt the power all of a sudden recede, but it was already too late. Making her descent to the ground, Kagome could see the men running towards her. After hitting the ground Kagome could felt as one of them lifted her head. She could tell that they did not wish her harm. With that thought in mind, Kagome fell into deep sleep as she listened to the comforting voice of the one holding her.

When they had arrived, what they saw shocked them. There on the ground was a female, crying her heart and soul out. Never before had they seen a female Istari, it was unheard of. It was then that they noticed the others, though they were not surprised that others had answered the call for help, though it seemed that two of their order were missing, but, again, it didn't surprise them much.

Radagast slowly approached the female before laying a hand on her head, trying to comfort her. It seemed that the action had the opposite effect though.

She sprung up from her collapsed position, grabbing her staff and standing in a defensive position. Trying to calm the young one, Saruman approached the frightened child.

"We do not come to harm you, young one."

She did not seem to understand what he was saying and grew more frightened as he started to approach.

It was when she grabbed the tree for stability that they became concerned.

Though not much was known about Istari, they knew that when an Istari first comes into their powers, they are susceptible to being overwhelmed by the new senses and magic surrounding them. Though she looked the age of 17 human years, it was apparent that she had just come into her powers, and as such, they quickly realized that the amount of power radiating from all three of them must be suffocating her.

As they realized this, they immediately pulled their powers into themselves to lower the amount of energy and magic in the air, but it was already too late. As she fell to the ground, they rushed towards her. They didn't make it in time to stop her fall though and it was Gandalf that grabbed her head and tried to sooth her fears, as he whispered softly into her ear, though he didn't know whether or not she could hear him. Feeling her go completely lax in his arms, he realized she had fallen asleep, either from exhaustion, their overwhelming power, or both, they could not tell.

It was only then that any of them were able to get a good look at her. They were surprised by her ears and strange markings, but since they had never seen a female Istari, they had no ideas as to how they would look in the first place.

Gently picking her up, Gandalf looked towards the other. There was a decision to be made.

"Who will watch and teach her?" he asked.

There was a silence between the group as they thought. Though they all wished to be the ones to teach her, it would cause instability and she would likely feel overwhelmed and pressured.

They each took the time to think carefully over the decision and decide who would be the best one amongst them to care for her.

They had immediately ruled out Radagast, even he himself did. He wasn't always very stable and they worried that if something should pop up in the forest, he would forget the girl and run off without a second thought.

The next to be ruled out was Saruman. Though he would be a great teacher and she would have a stable home life, Saruman was not exactly the cuddly type. If the new Istari were a male, then it most likely would've been him that would teach the young one. But, seeing as she was not a male and that Saruman had no idea how to deal with women, the obvious choice was Gandalf.

Though she wouldn't have a very stable home life with Gandalf, he would be able to teach her and comfort her if need be. Then there was also the advantage of getting to learn through experience. She would be able to travel and learn for herself some of the necessary abilities needed to lean.

When this course of action was agreed upon, the other two members of their order departed to leave the new master with his apprentice.

Looking over to his new student, that was still in his arms, Gandalf could already tell that she would be a hand full.

Picking her up, he looked up to the sky. Finding where he was, he headed towards the nearest settlement, Bree. It would take a while, but the girl in his arms showed little to no signs of waking up soon.

Starting his journey, he could only worry that he would not make a good teacher. When the Istari were brought to Arda, they had already been fully grown and knew most of what they did today, thanks to the Valar. He could only pray to Eru that all would turn out fine.