Lothiriel slashed at the beast with her sword. A tentacle hit the water and the monster howled in pain. A tentacle wrapped around Lothiriel's leg and pulled her into the water. The creature plunged deeper and deeper into the icy water. She struggled to be free, but that only cause more tentacles to wrap around her. She reached back for a dagger strapped to her back and she slashed at the tentacles until she was free.

Her sword, still in her right hand, gleamed in the water. She stayed beneath the waves staring at the monster. Finally, it moved forward, opening its giant mouth. Lothiriel, instead of moving, pulled her sword over her head and charged. She swam right for the mouth of the beast, disappearing inside.

"NO!" Fay screamed.

"Fay! Fay!" she heard someone shout.

Fay opened her eyes which were met with a pair of blue eyes. Frodo looked down at her, worry crossed his features. Fay suddenly burst into tears as Frodo hugged her.

"Fay, look at me," she heard Gandalf speak urgently, "What did you see?"

Fay looked up at Gandalf, drying her eyes, and sat up.

"I saw Lothiriel," Fay answered.

Aragorn's eyes grew wide. Fay looked at him and she knew that he was fighting to keep quiet.

"She's gone, Gandalf, gone," Fay said, bursting into tears once more.

She covered her face with her hands, and leaned into Frodo who kindly wrapped his arms around her for comfort. Aragorn got up and walked away to stand alone for a minute, Legolas following. They spoke in elvish and Fay didn't have to know elvish to know that Legolas was trying to comfort his friend. Gandalf had gone off as well to try and remember which tunnel they would need to take.

"You should get some more rest," Frodo said.

"I do not think I could rest after that occurrence," Fay said, know hugging her legs to her chest.

"Who knows," Frodo said, "You may have another dream like this last one."

Fay thought about it for a second and nodded her head. She lay her head back on the stone floor and closed her eyes.

She stood in a great hall with pillars running through it. The hall was lit with fires and the entire scene was just breathtaking, though a bit broken down. Dwarves roamed the great halls, laughing as they drank their ale and ate foods of all kind. An woman dressed in a red tunic and black pants and boots walked past a few dwarves.

She had weapons of all sorts strapped to her body, Fay was sure more was hidden underneath. Her hair was a beautiful dark brown that matched her almond eyes wonderfully, a few strands of grey stood at the roots. Her hair was pulled back with braids to keep it out of her face and the rest flowed down her back, stopping just beneath her midback. She walked through the crowd like a strong dependable leader.

"What has got your mind in a fuzzle?" a very old looking dwarf asked her.

"I do not know, Balin," the woman said, "Something just doesn't seem right."

"Is this your gut speaking again?" Balin asked.

She rolled her eyes, but smiled at him.

"My gut is usually right, thank you very much, kind sir," she said playfully,

"Yes Lia it usually is," Balin said, "But while there is peace we might as well enjoy it. Come sit with us and get a bite to eat. You cannot last as long as you use to without food."

She nodded and headed back towards him. Fay couldn't help but smile at the friendly picture in front of her. The smiles on everyone's faces, the laughs that echoed the room. It wasn't until it was interrupted by a shout and pattering of footsteps.

"Mother," she heard a familiar voice yell out.

Fay turned and saw Lothiriel running her way. She looked the same except younger and her hair reaching her shoulders.

"What is wrong?" Lia asked sternly.

"I think we may have awoken something," Lothiriel said.

A great roar echoed down towards an archway where a great glow of red appears. The roaring continues until Lia yells for everyone to evacuate.

"Go with them," Lia said, grabbing a hold of her daughter's arm.

"No, I will not leave you," Lothiriel said stubbornly.

"Listen to me," Lia said, "You must go. Lead the others to safety for me."

"What will you do?" she asked worryingly.

"Someone needs to slow it down," Lia said, "Someone skilled enough to do so."

"But it will kill you," Lothiriel said, "It is beyond your power to kill."

"Then I will die with honor," Lia said, "And knowing I at least was able to get you to safety."

"I have already lost a father," Lothiriel said, tears streamed down her face, "I cannot lose you too."

Lia put a hand on her daughter's cheek, "We will never be lost, Lothiriel. We will always be with you. We will guide you for eternity even if you may not know it."

She unclipped a crystal necklace and tied it around Lothiriel.

"I love you, Lothiriel," Lia said, hugging her child one last time, "And I am so proud of you."

"I love you too, Mother," Lothiriel sobbed.

Lia then unsheathed her sword and backed away.

"Run, Lothiriel, run!" she screamed.

Lothiriel took one last upsetting glance at her mother before some of the dwarves pulled her along with them. Many of the dwarves had split and there were only a few that headed for the closest exit that Lothiriel could find.

"No the Bridge of Khazad-dûm is blocked," Lothiriel called, "We must try for the Hollin Gate!"

The dwarves ran through the halls until they reached a stone door. Orcs had appeared along the way, cutting down as many dwarves as they could. The dwarves and Lothiriel fought bravely. They made it the exit and made a run around the lake. However, little did they know was that there was a surprise in the lake.

The Watcher in the Water that had attacked the Fellowship appeared and starred picking up dwarf after dwarf. It opened its gaping mouth, swallowing each dwarf whole. It picked up an old looking dwarf that had held a trumpet with him, most likely so he could hear. He screamed and cried out as Lothiriel fought to try and save him.

"Oin!" She cried out, but it was too late.

The beast swallowed the dwarf and reached out for her next. She ducked and it instead grabbed a hold of a boulder. She took this as the best time to sprint to the trees, as they would be the best cover and protection at the moment. A sharp pain raced her up body as she fell to her knees. An arrow had pierced the side of her knee, making her collapse in pain. She, however, quickly got back up and ran towards the trees where she made it safely.

She ran for what seemed like forever before she slid her back down a tree in exhaustion. She broke down into a sob in remembrance of all those dwarves whose lives had ended and for her mother of course. Fay looked at Lothiriel, heartbroken. Tears streamed down her cheeks, as she replayed all those scenes through her head, now wanting to try and erase them.

She felt someone shake her and she opened her eyes.

"Huh?" she asked groggily, sitting up.

"Gandalf has found the way," Sam said, "We are leaving now."

Fay nodded and quickly packed her things. She walked with the Fellowship down the dark hall and quickly made it to Gandalf's side.

"Gandalf," Fay said, "Can I tell you something?"

"Yes of course my dear," he said kindly, "You can tell me anything."

"Well I had this dream…" she began.

"Oh...?" he asked, now curious.

She explained the dream exactly as she remembered it and Gandalf's face became worried.

"I think it is best that no one else knows of this dream in particle," Gandalf whispered, "Understood?"

She nodded, not bothering to ask questions since she trusted Gandalf with her life. Though she felt like it was a clue for what they were going to face in here, but she didn't know what.