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I scrunched up my nose in disgust and looked over my arms to see the troll staring at me in anger. I looked over to see one of the other trolls holding Bilbo up by his one leg. "Are there any more of you little fellas hiding where you shouldn't?"

Bilbo looked over to me frightened, "Nope." Bilbo answered

"He's lying." The troll that held me bellowed in protest

"No I'm not!" Bilbo replied panicked

"Hold his toes over the fire. Make him squeal."

"Don't you fucking dare!" I shouted in protest

I started to try and wiggle out of my trolls grasp but, a howl from the smaller troll made me stop. I looked down to see Kili standing there with his blade pointed towards us. I had to blink a few times because the blood was slowly rushing to my head. "Drop them!" Kili shouted

"You what?" The troll holding Bilbo asked

"I said drop them!" Kili shouted again and took a step towards us

The troll that held Bilbo snorted and threw Bilbo at Kili, causing them both to fly backwards. Before the troll that held me had the chance to do anything all the dwarves came running from the trees with their weapons drawn. I took advantage of the distraction and swung my body backwards so that I would have the momentum to curl my body towards my boots. I reached out and grabbed the knife that I had in my boot and just before my body started to fall, I swung my arm out. The troll yelled out in pain and threw me away from him, towards the fire. I curled my body and tried to focus enough to die down the fire. The closer I got though the hotter the air got, I cursed at myself for not practicing more with my powers. If I had just done what Gandalf had told me when I left him I would be able to focus in seconds to do what I needed to do in this very moment. Just as I thought I was going to land in the fire, arms encircled around my waist and pulled me into them. We hit the ground hard but, the arms that were around me continued to hold me tighter to them. Once we were done sliding across the dirt, I twisted my body to find my face inches from that of Thorins. I looked at him in surprise and his eyes seemed to show the same hard and emotionless look but, at the same time I saw worry in his eyes.

Another roar behind me brought me back to the current situation and I pushed myself from Thorins grip. He seemed hesitant to let me go but, released his arms either way. I nodded my head in thanks to him and gripped my blade tight in my hands. I gave a quick search of my surroundings and looked for Bilbo. I found him at the gate releasing the ponies and I breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was staying out of the way. Next was finding my other blade and helping the others. One troll wasn't easy to take down let alone three. I saw my blade glinting in the grass and I ran for it. I just managed to see the foot that was coming towards me and I jumped and rolled forward out of the way. As I reached my blade, I gripped it tight and swung out backwards to the troll that was still continuing to attack me. I was at a huge disadvantage with my two knives and with being in such a small area with so many companions, I couldn't use the elements to sway the odds in my favor, someone would get hurt.

I continued to roll and doge the troll's attacks as I swung my blades out when I could. The dwarves moved around me and I tried to stay out of their way. They were the ones that were doing the real damage where I was just doing superficial cuts and stabs. The troll I was fighting took a swing at me and I ducked and slid out away from his reach. I tried to run to get a bit more of a distance between me and the group in hopes to use my powers. The scurry of a set of feet and my name being called stopped me from moving. I looked behind me to see Bilbo in a corner by himself trying desperately to dodge the little troll's attacks. "Bilbo duck!" I shouted as I ran towards the troll

Bilbo didn't hesitate with my directions and the troll turned to face me with a snarl. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the soil that I was running across with my feet. Once I could feel the soil in my hands I knew that my power had arrived and I opened my eyes just in time to see the troll only a few more steps away from me. I threw my hand in the air and the soil that was beside me went up and into his face and the troll stumbled backwards for a moment. I knew this was only temporary and I concentrated on the fire until I could feel the heat in my palm instead of the soil and I threw it at him as well. The fire blew past me and straight for the troll. The troll screamed in pain and I knew this was my only chance. The next thing I did was concentrate on the air around me so that I could control it to my desire. I was just about to start to climb up the troll using the air as an aid but, once more my body slammed into the ground and I was dragged backwards into the air.

I tried to kick out with my free leg and swung my arms out trying to cut him with my swords, basically anything to make the troll let me go. This troll was smarter than the others though and he grabbed my arms while he let go of my feet so that I was no longer dangling upside down. I narrowed my eyes at him and still continued to kick my feet but, it was pointless, this was getting me nowhere. I was running out of options, without access to my hands not only did I lose the ability to use my weapons but, I also lost my ability to use my elements. There were only two options left, I could either give up and hope one of the dwarves would help me or I could dwell deeper into myself, into the darker parts and use the powers I had tried so hard to suppress. I could already feel the tole that using the elements had started to take on me but, I was not about to let my life get taken by an ugly foul smelling troll. Images of what I saw in the farmhouse came back and the anger that I had felt returned. I closed my eyes and stilled my body, blocking out everything around me. I could feel the power leaning over the edge of my mind and I could feel my body fall limp in the troll's hand. I couldn't look back after this and with that thought I let the power take over my body.

The wind around me started to swirl around us, in a nasty gust of wind. I could feel my hair start to rise against the wind and just as I felt the surge of power awaken within me, I opened my eyes to meet the trolls. The trolls face grew wide with fear and curiosity and I narrowed mine. I looked through him until I could hear his heartbeat echo in my mind. I narrowed my eyes further and as I did the heartbeat grew in pace as panic settled in the trolls eyes. I had him right where I wanted him, I could feel the heat radiating through my body as I transferred it to the trolls heart. Once the intense burning reached his heart, he howled in pain and threw me away from him. The scene before me grew smaller as I flew through the trees and my back collided with a tree trunk. I grunted in pain as I fell to the floor and I couldn't move for a few minutes. Because of the pain, the dark power receded in me and I closed it off once more. As the power went away, the pain in my body increased and so did any chance of moving my body. I looked through the trees to see a figure in between two of the trolls. "Bilbo?" I whispered before my unconsciousness took over me.

~~HOBBIT~~

"Arabelle?" A voice whispered to me

A hand gripped my shoulder and shook it gently. I groaned in pain as my body awoke with an immense amount of pain. My eyes fluttered open and Gandalf's worried face came into my vision. "We must go, our companions are in danger and I need your help."

I started to pull my knees up to my chest slowly. My breath coming short and raspy, I bit my lip so that I wouldn't cry out as I stood shakily and straightened out my back. Gandalf's hand still lay on my shoulder and he asked in a hush voice, "You used it didn't you?"

My eyes meet his sharply, "I had no choice."

Gandalf choose not to say anything back to me but, nodded his head. He knew better than anyone how cranky I could be after using my powers and how that was a discussion I did not like to have right after. I let Gandalf guide me through the forest towards the opening of some boulders. The rising sun caused me to shield my eyes from the bright light. I could hear some arguing between the trolls and someone who sounded an awful lot like Bilbo. I climbed up the boulder, being careful not to be seen. The dwarves were split up, somewhere in bags on the ground and some were tied together over the fire. Bilbo who was also in a sack was standing trying to come to some form of an agreement with the trolls. "I want you to focus on the ground, enough to crack the boulder. That is the only way the light will reach them in time. Do you think you can summon up enough power to do that?" Gandalf whispered to me

I looked at the group of companions I was traveling with. Gandalf was right, the sun was their only chance and it wasn't rising fast enough and Bilbo was running out of ideas. I sat back on my knees and placed my hands on the boulder. I closed my eyes and once more drew on the elemental power within me. I could feel the boulder shifting from the energy I was forcing into it. Once Gandalf realized this he stood up to address the group of trolls. "The dawn will take you all!" He bellowed

All three trolls turned towards us and one even asked if they could eat us as well. We never gave them a reply nor a chance to react before I let out a groan in frustration and pushed on the boulder, shoving everything I had left into the boulder. The boulder cracked under my fingertips and the blinding sun enveloped the area around me. The trolls shrieked and I opened my eyes to see that all three trolls turning into stone. Gandalf helped me to my feet and slowly down the boulder to a nearby tree. "I think it is time that you rest Arabelle. I will help the others." Gandalf told me as he sat me down against a tree trunk

He was right, I didn't have the energy anymore to move let alone argue with the wizard. I watched as the others were set free and for the one that were tied over the fire, they got dressed once more. Ori had brought my weapons to me and I placed them back into their proper homes. I leaned my head against the bark and closed my eyes. My chest felt tight as I realized how much strain I had actually put my body through. The sound of feet stopping in front of me caused me to open my eyes. I squinted towards the tall figure to see Thorin standing over me. "What can I do for you your highness?" I said sarcastically

Thorin crossed his arms over his chest and huffed "Are you hurt?"

I waved my hand at him, "It's nothing I can't handle. I will just be a little tired over the next few days."

"Is that what using the elements do to you?"

I looked down at my lap, "No, I use the elements daily. I just over used my power today, nothing to worry about."

"Good because if that is going to weaken you like this, we can't have that."

"Tsk, if it wasn't for me your precious burglar wouldn't be here now."

Thorin shook his head, "No, that is not what I meant. You have earned your place within this company, if it weakens you to the point where you can be another companion that would be hurt. It would be something not everyone in this company could sit back and watch. Which would put others at risk."

"Like you?"

Thorin didn't say anything back but, he looked down at me with sympathy in his eyes. He was remembering what had happened between us during the battle. He looked away from me for a moment towards where Gandalf was walking around the trolls. "Go on. I'll be fine, I just need to rest." I told him

He looked down to me with confusion but, he listened to me anyways. I watched as he walked away towards Gandalf. My mind wandering to the battle earlier...the look in his eyes as he held me...his strong arms that pulled me tight against him...the feeling of what it was like to be in his arms...the fact that he stopped fighting in battle to catch me and make sure that I was alright. Was there more to us then I originally thought?

(Thorins p.o.v.)

After me and Gandalf came to the conclusion that a troll cave would be nearby, we started to collect everyone to depart. I walked back over to where Arabelle was laying but, I slowed my footsteps down. She was passed out, her face completely at peace and not in pain like before. I didn't want to wake her but, I couldn't leave her here in the open. I bent over and tried to shake her but, she was in so deep of a sleep she just shoved me away and mumbled something under her breath. I was at a complete loss on what to do when Gandalf's voice spoke out to me, "She used too much of her extended power, she will be knocked out for at least a half an hour. She needs it or she will be of no use to the company."

I stood up and faced him to find that my nephews were also standing beside him, "Well we can't stop the journey right now." I told him

"And we can't leave her here either." Kili spoke up defiantly

I looked over to my youngest nephew and shook my head. I have come to realize the attachment that my nephews along with some other members of my company had to the blonde woman. I looked back behind me to her sleeping form and knew that not even I could just leave her. "Well someone will have to ride with her until she wakes."

Fili stepped forward to take her but, I bent over and placed my arms under her body. She instantly curled closer into my body and her face into the fur of my cloak. Her breath caressed my neck through the fur and I suppressed a shiver. Everyone's eyes seemed to be on me as I walked past Fili to my horse. I slid her body onto my horse and turned to face everyone again, "Let's head out, Fili take care of her horse until she awakens." I ordered

At my orders everyone went around and mounted their horses. I looked back at her face and brushed some of the stray hair out of her face. Her face scrunched up and it looked as if she was having a nightmare. I pulled my hand away from her face and cleared my throat. I mounted my horse behind Arabelle and pulled her up into my chest with the reigns in my hands. Gandalf stayed in the front of the group with me as we searched for the troll cave. At first it was quiet the only sounds being ones of nature, whispered conversations and Arabelle's shallow breathing. I could feel Gandalf's piercing gaze directed at me and I let out a deep sigh, "What is it?"

Gandalf made a gruff noise and said "It's nothing, I just have never seen Arabelle sleep so soundly. She has nightmares every time she closes her eyes. She normally kicks out and screams, when she was a child I would have to be near her at all times to make sure that she was okay."

When I peered down at her face it was hard to imagine what he was talking about. But, as I looked at her the images of the earlier battle came to mind. Before the troll threw her away from himself what I saw was haunting me. If anyone would know what I was talking about it would be Gandalf. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"During the battle with the trolls, Arabelle was grabbed by one of them. Her powers are incredible and haunting at the same time. The air that surrounded her rose and wind came from nowhere and surrounded her. It wasn't only that Gandalf but, her eyes...they were a dark red and the feeling was as if an evil took over her. I don't know what she did to the troll but, it was obvious that she did something to him...almost as if it was something on the inside. Is this the power that she refuses to dwell into?"

I looked over to Gandalf who kept a stern frown on his face as he looked ahead, "That is one side of it yes but that is one side she doesn't access often."

"What do you mean one side?"

Gandalf finally looked at me and then down to Arabelle, he opened his mouth to say something when Dwalins horse trotted up to join us, "Sorry to interrupt but I believe I found the cave. It's just down the hill over there."

I looked behind us where Dwalin was pointing and noticed the odd shape in the trees. I nodded my head and steered my horse around to face the rest of the group. "I'm not done with this conversation Gandalf." I murmured loud enough for him to hear

"When we have a moment alone we will discuss some more." He reassured me

Even though I wasn't happen with being interrupted, I would have to accept it at this moment in time. "Leave the horses here, it is too steep down there for them." I told everyone

I dismounted my horse first and gently pulled Arabelle off after and back into my arms. I wasn't going to leave her up here alone, especially if she woke while we were gone. I wandered down the hill with the rest of the group and sat her down against a tree outside of the cave. She would be safe here with Bilbo who had told everyone on the way down that he would stay out here with her. I had a feeling he just didn't want to walk into the troll cave in fear of what might be in there. I would honestly rather he stay out of the way anyways. I walked into the cave behind Gandalf and my eyes fell over the chests and ground that was flowing with gold. "Oh what's that stench?" Nori asked

"It's a troll hoard, be careful what you touch." Gandalf warned

Once my companions noticed the treasure some of them gasped out and instantly went for the gold. "Seems a shame just to leave it lying around, anyone could take it." Bofur whispered

"Agreed, Nori get a shovel." Gloin said quickly

My eyes were drawn to the weapons that were stacked against the wall and in metal casings. They were coated in dust and spider webs but they didn't look like anything I had ever seen. "These swords were not made by any troll." I whispered my thoughts out loud

I pulled one of the swords from the wall and inspected it for a moment before I passed it over to Gandalf. "Nor were they made by any smith among men." Gandalf agreed

I pulled out another sword and inspected this one intensely. The weight was remarkably light but held enough weight to know it was made for combat. Gandalf removed the sword I passed him from the sheath and my eyes looked up to his. The intricate designs on the sword could only mean one thing. "These were forged in Gondolin by the high elves of the first age." Gandalf reassured my beliefs

I twisted my face in disgust and went to put the sword back. Gandalf's angry voice echoed out in front of me, "You could not wish for a finer blade."

I glared at Gandalf before I removed the sword again and pulled out the sword in an attempt to point out some flaw. My anger simmered more when I realized that this sword was in fact impeccable. Something I didn't want to admit especially to those elves or any elves at all. Gandalf wasn't wrong though, this sword was made out of amazing steel and I didn't need to touch it to know how sharp it actually would be. I slid the sword back into the sheath and turned to leave the place, I needed to get out of there, and my mood was becoming foul. "Let's get out of this foul place, come on let's go Bofur, Gloin, Nori!"

I stormed out of the cave and walked right past Bilbo. Just as I was about to yell at him for not watching over Arabelle, my eyes connected with hers. I continued to walk past Bilbo and straight to her. She was using the tree to pull her body up, it was obvious that her body was still trying to recover but she looked healthier. "Bilbo told me everything, thank you for helping me but you could have just placed me on Adagio and I would have been fine. It wouldn't be the first time." Arabelle spoke to me first while she stretched her arms over her head

"I see you're feeling fine?" I asked amused

She smiled at me and placed her hand on her weapons. "I am still stiff but, I have been through worse. Plus were not out of the woods yet so don't count me out."

My earlier worries seemed to melt away at the musical sound of her voice. Before I could stop myself the words escaped my lips, "I am glad that you are alright, you had me worried."

I instantly bit back my words, I couldn't believe that I had just said that aloud. Before I could take my words back, I could hear something racing through the trees followed by birds that escaped through the tops of the trees. It looked like our moment of peace was ending.

(End of Thorin's p.o.v)

I looked up shocked at his words, Thorin was worried about me? I know that as I slept for once I had slept soundly and without nightmares. I had the feeling of safety come over me as I slept which was not normal. Normally I was on high alert always anticipating the worst out of everything. Thorin looked awkwardly between us for a moment until an upset in the forest caused both of us to go on defense. "Something's coming!" Thorin shouted

"Stay together! Hurry now, arm yourselves!" Gandalf shouted

He was right something was coming but, whatever it was it didn't feel like a threat. No...In fact a feeling of security came washing over me. I still drew my weapon and joined the circle with everyone else. "Thieves! Fire! Murder!" A familiar voice shouted as something flew by me

I turned around to realize why I felt so safe and not threatened. Radagast the Brown stood on his make shift sled looking completely panicked. The company still held their swords up ready to attack but both me and Gandalf sheathed ours. "Radagast? Radagast the Brown? What on earth are you doing here?" Gandalf asked as he walked over to him

Radagast seemed to be so completely focused on Gandalf that he had yet to notice me or the rest of the company. Everyone stood up straight, putting their weapons away as they listened in on the conversation. "I was looking for you Gandalf, something is wrong very wrong." Radagast answered still panicked

"Yes?" Gandalf urged on

Radagast opened his mouth to tell him but, he closed it. This repeated for a few moments as Radagast racked his brain for what was so urgent that he had to track Gandalf down. "Oh just give me a minute. Oh I thought I had it and now I've lost it, it was right there on the tip of my tongue."

Radagast closed his mouth again and his eyes shot open like he had made the ultimate discovery. "It's not a thought at all, it's a silly old stick insect." Radagast exclaimed as Gandalf pulled it from his tongue and passed it to him

I let out a light chuckle, this was typical Radagast and I definitely missed it. Radagast, realizing that he had company around him, looked to me. His face lit up and he came off of his sled and straight to me, enveloping me in his arms. "My dear child, how my hut has been lonely without your good spirit with me."

I returned his hug and smiled, even though the last time I had seen him it didn't end so well. It was nice to know that he no longer held a grudge against me but, his animals seemed to remember and were hesitant to be near me. Radagast released me from his grip and turned to face Gandalf with one hand on my shoulder. "I must speak to you in private. Please join us Bell."

I nodded my head and followed after them. Once we were a few paces from the group Radagast turned to address us. I leaned against a nearby log because my energy still left me feeling exhausted. "The Greenwood is sick Gandalf. A darkness has fallen over it, nothing grows anymore at least nothing good. The air is foul with decay but, worse are the webs."

The last time I had traveled through Greenwood was close to six months ago. Even though I saw no webs there was a distasteful energy about it, one that was so out of character for it to. From what Radagast says though, the forest must have gotten much worse since then. "Webs? What do you mean?" Gandalf inquired

"Spiders Gandalf, giant ones. Some kind of spawn of Ungoliant or I am not a wizard. I followed their trail, they come from Dol Guldur."

I leaned forward with this new piece of information. "Dol Guldur? But the old fortress is abandoned." Gandalf said surprised

"No Gandalf it's not." Radagast said solemnly

I shook my head and spoke up, "He is right Gandalf there is something there. I have yet to see it for myself but, I have heard rumors. Anytime I have tried to get near there to check it out, there is an overbearing weight that washes over me...something evil resides there."

"She is right, a dark power resides there, such as I have never felt before. It is a shadow of an ancient horror, one that can summon the spirits of the dead. I saw him Gandalf from the darkness, a necromancer has come." Radagast continued on

By the end of his story he was extremely excited and it wasn't a good excitement either. I got up and rubbed my old friends back and Gandalf offered Radagast some of his pipe "Try a bit of old Toby it'll help settle your nerves."

Radagast graciously took the pipe and Gandalf instructed him to breathe in and out. "Now a necromancer, are you sure?" Gandalf asked in all seriousness

Radagast quickly pulled out something that was wrapped in cloth and handed it to me. I took it gently from his hands and the moment I touched it something dark stirred inside of me, something I did not like. I sucked in a deep breath and after a moment I started to unwrap the sword. "That's not from the world of the living." Radagast spoke up

This sword...the energy that it gave off was not of good. This sword held more darkness and evil than I ever thought possible. I let my fingers dance over the blade and the energy from within me started to stir in unrest. Images of the same blonde little girl floated across my mind. A sword much like this one was in front of her and she was much like me, completely entranced by it. Her hair started to pick up around her and wind started to blow through the room she was currently in. It wasn't just that though...her eyes glinted against the swords metal, her eyes were a dark red with her pupils being slightly larger than normal. Her small fingers lingering over the sword and just as she was just about to touch it, the same Elven lady from the farmhouse pulled her away from it and ushered her away. A hand landed on my shoulder pulling me back into the present and into the worried eyes of my mentor. I blinked a few times in surprise and cleared my throat handing the sword back to Radagast. "What is the matter my child?" Radagast asked

"That...T-That sword has enormous power and should not be left out in the open. It should be brought to the right hands." I warned them as I quickly wrapped it back up

Gandalf cleared his throat and went to say something else when a loud howl alerted us to an animal that was close by. I withdrew my sword and ran back to the rest of the group and straight to Bilbo. "Was that a wolf? Are there-Are there wolves out there?" Bilbo asked clearly scared

I gave him a fleeting look of reassurance and sympathy before I faced my back towards him and looked alert and ready to attack. "Wolves? No that is not a wolf." Bofur told him

A growl came behind me and I whipped around to see a warg attack Nori while Thorin striked it down. As I was focused on the warg that was on the ground I heard another growl come from right beside me. I turned in time to see another warg jump from the hill straight towards me. I braced myself and held my blade up against the animal's claws. My back collided with the ground painfully and the wargs weight bore down onto me and I struggled to hold his claws and face far from my own with my sword. The warg suddenly howled in pain and rolled away from me. I took the opportunity to roll backwards onto my feet, so that I was crouched and looked over at the warg. It had an arrow sticking in the side of its neck and soon enough Dwalins axe was embedded in its skull. A hand wrapped around my arm pulling me up to face them, it was Thorin. He seemed to do a visual look over of me before he nodded his head and addressed the group. "Warg scouts, which means an orc pack is not far behind!" Thorin exclaimed in disgust

I mentally swore at myself, I didn't know how much energy I had to fight with. This would become an honest test of stamina. "Orc pack?" Bilbo asked from beside me now

"Who did you tell about your quest beyond your kin?" Gandalf asked Thorin accusingly

"No one." Thorin answered

"Who did you tell!" Gandalf shouted not convinced by Thorins answer

"He is telling the truth, I told you that rumors begun to spread. Apparently those have reached the wrong ears." I stuck up for Thorin.

"I told no one I swear. What in Durins name is going on?" Thorin asked

"You are being hunted." Gandalf answered

"We have to get out of here." Dwalin stated the obvious

"We can't, we have no ponies they all bolted!" Ori shouted from the top of the hill

I wasn't too worried Adagio would always find his way back but, I couldn't help but worry. Without horses we were stranded here like sitting ducks awaiting death. "I'll draw them off." Radagast told everyone while he got on his sled once more

"These are Gundabad wargs they will out run you." Gandalf tried to stop him

"These are Rhosgobel rabbits, I'd like to see them try." Radagast challenged

We ran up the hill and waited for Radagast to meet up with the orcs directing them in a different direction. "Come on." Gandalf ordered once it was safe

We all ran across the rocky ground to the nearest boulder that we could hide behind. "Stay together." Gandalf urged everyone

"Move." Thorins voice rose out as well

I stayed in the back and made sure that my eyes searched every inch of land for any possible threat. We ran once more to another rock when we thought it was safe. Thorin stopped to peak out around the corner but, Ori kept running. "Ori!" I whispered harshly

Thorin hearing me grabbed Ori just in time and pulled him back. "Ori no! Come back!" Thorin told him

Gandalf peaked around the corner and motioned for the group to run to the next boulder, "Come on! Quick!"

As everyone ran and I stayed close behind Thorin turned to face Gandalf suspiciously, "Where are you leading us?"

Gandalf didn't answer instead he ran ahead. I looked at Thorin and spoke quickly, "Wherever he is leading us, it is to safety."

We ran towards the group together and when we saw Radagast we pressed our bodies against the boulder with the rest of the group. As we were going to run again we could distinctly hear something crawling up the rock we were leaning against.

I looked up at nothing in particular as I strained my ears to listen. Kili drew his bow and arrow beside me at the nod of Thorins head. I gripped my sword tighter and knew we would have to kill either the warg or the orc quickly before we were spotted. Kili pushed away from the rock and released his arrow and we all pushed away. The warg tumbled down the boulder with a long howl and the orc let out a roar before he started to attack us. Thorin and Dwalin step forward first to kill him and I stay back to protect Bilbo and Gandalf. I peaked around the boulder as they finished killing the orc to see that the rest of the pack no longer followed Radagast. Instead they were riding towards us, I turned to face the group in panic and yelled, "Run!"

We ran straight forward to a grassy field but that was still covered in rocks. It seemed like we had managed to corner ourselves and I turned around at the front of the group ready to attack. We were becoming quickly surrounded and running out of options. Many of the dwarfs call out in panic and Bilbo seemed to be lost and in the back of the group. At least he would be safe there for now, what did alarm me was when shouts of Gandalf's disappearance echoed around me. There was no way that he would abandon us, that just wasn't the Gandalf I knew. I pulled out my knife from inside my coat as a warg and its rider got closer to us. I gripped the knife loosely in my finger before I flicked my wrist and sent it flying into the orcs head. The orc fell off the warg with a loud crash but, that didn't stop the warg from coming at me. I gripped my sword tighter and held my hand out at my side. I didn't have as much power as I wished but I had enough to pull some of the dirt up and into the wargs face. The warg stumbled a little and I took the opportunity to run at him and swing my sword out. I made contact with the side of its head and I pulled it along its body until it fell limp to the ground. I took a few steps backwards to join the group "This way you fools!" Gandalf called out behind me

I took a quick look behind me to realize that Gandalf had found one of the elves secret tunnels. "Come on move! Quickly all of you go, go, go!" Thorin urged as he stood on the rock ushering people to safety

I wanted everyone to make it there safely first so I stay out in the field. I summoned up as much power as I could to control the wind and earth causing distractions and with the wind I managed to knock some of them down for a moment. "Kili! Arabelle! Run!" Thorin shouted at us.

I looked behind me to see Kili running towards the opening and Thorins eyes watching me intently. I replaced my sword so that it would be easier for me to run. I took off towards Thorin who was now holding his hands out to me. Worry creased his face and he looked like he was ready to charge out and protect me. I looked behind me to see a warg gaining up on me quickly but, I was so close to reaching the opening. But, even I knew I wasn't going to make it and they needed to escape. I felt the panic rise inside of me and I knew what I had to do. Not only as a companion on this journey but as a guardian of the group. I focused on the wind around me and pushed it towards Thorin. Thorin looked completely thrown off guard as he yelled out for me. He didn't stand a chance against the wind and he slid down the rock and into the hole. I turned around as I stopped running just in time for the warg to pounce on me. It brought me instantly to my knees with its teeth that it buried into my shoulder. I cried out in pain and tried to pull away from it. I wasn't going down without a fight and I wasn't going down without taking a few of them with me.

All I wanted to do was protect them and myself. I failed in my mission and I felt a tear escape my eyes at the thought of never seeing another one of their faces again. Never see Thorins face or help him reach his home or banter with his stupid stubborn remarks. I honestly didn't want to die here I want to see this through to the end...to see the look on each of their faces when they returned home. I cried out in agony as the warg dug its teeth deeper into my shoulder. I felt a power surge come from within me once more and my breathing became heavy. I placed a hand on the snout of the warg and cried out. This time not from pain but from anger and determination. A blue light crossed my vision and the last thing I heard was a horn being blown around me and the cries of pain coming from the warg in front of me.