The first light of the morning shone upon the blood stained walls of Rivendell. Merry finally had pried himself from his bed and taken up an orcish blade. Though still unable to do heavy-duty combat he now had shown he could do enough to protect himself. He walked out into the courtyard where dead orc bodies were being piled up. In a stack to the right of the dead laid cloven helms, breastplates, and other armor, along with broken orc weapons. The house of Elrond was still wary from the attack and awaited the next barrage of fire.

Merry finished his walk around the courtyard and headed back to his room. Although he had decided if needed he would fight, he still thought it better to rest in the time of peace. The calm before the storm. He got into his room and rested himself into his bed easing the pain that had been brought to his soar body. Just as he began to settle down he heard something. He dismissed the sound as nothing and placed his head against his pillow. The noise emitted again. He rose from his laying position and looked over the bed. Nothing. Once more the noise came but this time splinters rocked from a now growing crack in the floor. They were burrowing!

He worked as quickly as he could grabbing the pitcher of wine and pulling the torch off the wall. Another hit of a pick and the floor split further. Merry poured the wine down into the ever-widening hole before shoving the torch down the hole. The flaming piece of wood entered some fleshy material before a huge flame shot up from the crack in the floor. A long howl emitted from the hole followed by the clanking of metal on metal. That noise was followed by a deep-throated growl and a order from another goblin. The noise of the floor splitting came again to Merry's ear but this time it happened the floor did not split more. Suddenly a large crack came to his ears and the thumping of something trying to climb. He stood just in time to see an orc rear up growl. The orc had one eye and where the other should be it had a dark burn.



Lerin walked to her father and hugged and kissed him. She then backed away and motioned to the hobbits behind her, 'Father, a few minutes ago two dwarves stole from and murdered a seller down in the markets. These two chased them down and helped in their disposal.' She stepped to the side as she finished her speaking.

Gimli looked at the two, armed, hobbits standing in front of him. 'I haven't seen a hobbit in years. Would you happen to be relatives of Pippin Took or Merry Brandybuck or Sam Gamgee?'

'Yes Lord. We are both sons of Samwise Gamgee,' said Bilbo.

'It is nice to see what happens over the years. But what business do you two have in Moria?'

'Well to explain a quickly as possible I would have to say someone is searching for all the rings of power. With them he could become more powerful then the dark lord Sauron. This creature who is searching for them, we believe to be an orc, one with Saruman's badge upon it's helm.'

'That still lacks to explain why you are in this place.'

'We have been gathering the rings so we can destroy them in the Cracks of Doom.'

Silence.

'This is a problem. An orc with the power of the dark lord,' Gimli stopped for a moment and then continued, ' who is this "we" you speak of?'

Pippin took the chance to answer the question. 'In our Fellowship is my brothers Merry and Hamfast, the son of Pippin Took, Faramir, and the son of the King of Gondor Aragorn, Eldarion. Oh and this is Bilbo and I'm Pippin.'

Gimli looked gravely at the pair. 'You two came here for my ring.'

'Yes.' 'I find it hard to give up this possession of mine, but I find that a being with the power of the Dark Lord, and as relentless as an orc should never be graced by the ring on my finger. I order you two take this band from my mines and never have it come back. Let it be destroyed.' With that he reached for a box under his throne and produced a ruby stoned ring from the depths of it.

'Thank you milord,' the hobbits both said in unison.

Bilbo reached and took the ring from the dwarves hand and placed it with the others in his pocket. Both the hobbits bowed and turned to leave. Before they could take a step in the opposite direction the doors to the room burst open and Faramir Took rushed in. He slipped past the two guards who tried to halt him and caught up to Pippin and Merry.

Gimli however was the first to speak, 'Who is this new halfling.'

Faramir looked at the Dwarf Lord and bowed. 'My name Lord Gimli, is Faramir Took son of-'

'Son of Peregrine Took. But forget the introductions, why have you entered into my personal chambers?'

Pippin looked at Faramir; his eyes seeming to say "yes Faramir why have you entered Gimli's personal chambers."

'The orcs are still at Rivendell. They attacked about a day ago and slayed half the guard. We need Pippin, Bilbo, and Eldarion back to help fight. I think they think we have all the rings there.'

With that both Bilbo and Pippin turned to the Lord. 'Sir we must leave and help our Fellowship.'

Gimli nodded but then said, 'A Fellowship of six? I should laugh. Why not take my daughter and make it seven.' Lerin's eyes went wide when she heard the words leave his fathers mouth. A grand adventure and she would be part of it.

'I've seen the way she can fight and the fire in her heart will be of great help to us. If she likes she can join us.'

The young dwarf looked at them and said, 'I have my ax at my side. When do we leave?'

Eldarion sat on his horse outside of Moria waiting. He had been the first to get the message from Faramir and the first to get to his place. If Rivendell was being attacked then all of the company would be needed to fight back. A few minutes later and three hobbits could be seen leaving the gates of Moria. They were followed closely by a rather tall dwarf girl. They all walked up to him and his horse.

Faramir lead them to the horses and paused while the others got on their ponies. 'Lerin,' they had been introduced before leaving Gimli, 'do you know how to ride?'

'My mother was an elf.' As if that explained it all she mounted Faramirs pony and motioned for the Took to get behind him.

When the rest of the party mounted they left towards Rivendell.

At the end of the day the wrecked gates of Rivendell could be seen. They all dismounted their horses and ponies and walked to the gate. A large flame could be seen burning in the central courtyard. The gates opened and the five walked into the city. Help had arrived.



A/N. Okay got that chapter done and getting closer and closer to finishing it. I've decided this will book one of a trilogy so it will end when they stop the assault on Rivendell. The next will continue on with their quest to retrieve the rings. Well hope you enjoyed so far. Oh and names for a daughter of Legolas would be helpful. Thanks. PS. Reviews are always nice.