Alright, here is chapter 6. Sorry for the waiting period. I don't own the Hobbit or Merlin. Reviews are welcome. How do you think the story continuous?

From out of the bushes, a sled led by rabbits came.

On the sled stood a man with birdpoo on his face. He wore a brown gown and a grey hat with a feather in it. He also carried a staff. 'Thieves! Fire! Murder!' the man shouted.

Then he seemed to notice the surprised faces around him.

'Radagast,' Gandalf sighed. 'It's Radagast the Brown.'

The company lowered their weapons.

After Thorin had noticed that something was coming, the company had quickly armed their self, not knowing to expect friend or foe. But if this was indeed Gandalfs cousin Radagast, they wouldn't be needing their weapons.

'What on earth are you doing here?' Gandalf asked Radagast.

'I was looking for you, Gandalf. Something's wrong. Something's terribly wrong.'

'Yes?'

Radagast opened his mouth to speak but then shut it again, as if he was forgotten what he wanted to say. 'Just give me a minute...,' he said.

He let out a irritated sigh. 'I had a thought and now I've lost it. It was right there on the tip of my tong,' Radagast explained with wide gestures.

Then Radagast seemed to come to a realization. 'Oh... It's not a thought at all. It's a silly old stick insect,' he spoke while Gandalf pulled the insect out of Radagast mouth.

Ignoring the raised eyebrows of the rest of the company, Gandalf led Radagast a few meters away from the group, so that they could talk in private. Of course, it didn't stop Maddie to use a hearing spell so that she could eavesdrop.

'The greenwood is sick, Gandalf,' Radagast began to tell. 'A darkness has fallen over it. Nothing grows anymore. At least, nothing good. The air is foul with decay. But worse are the webs. '

Webs? What do you mean?'

'Spiders, Gandalf,' the Brown Wizard explained with a serious look on his face. 'Giant ones. Some kind of spawn of Ungoliant, or I am not a Wizard. I followed their trail. They came from... Dol Guldur.'

'Dol Guldur? But the old fortress is abandoned.'

Radagast shook his head. 'No, Gandalf. It is not... A dark power dwells in there, such as I have never felt before. It is the shadow of an ancient horror. One that can summon the spirits of the dead. I saw him, Gandalf. From out of the darkness, a Necromancer has come.'

A Necromancer? Maddie thought. She had once seen a sort of Necromancer before. Morgana had tried to prevent that Guinevere would rise the throne, so she had brought Lancelot, Guinevere's old flame, back from the dead.

While Maddie thoughts dwelled on Lancelot, Gandalf tried to calm Radagast down.

'Try a little Old Toby,' he said and held his pipe in front of Radagast. Radagast inhaled and a satisfied expression came over his face.

'And out,' Gandalf continued and the smoke came out of Radagasts nose and ears.

'Now, a Necromancer. Are you sure?' Gandalf asked.

Radagast nodded and presented an dagger folded in a piece of leather. Gandalf removed the leather and was shocked by what he saw. 'That is not from the world of the living,' Radagast spoke with a mysterious voice.

Then, howling was heard.

Maddie's head snapped up. She saw how a horrified expression came over the faces of the Dwarves.

'Was that a wolf? Are there wolves out there?' she asked.

'Wolves? No, that is not a wolf,' Bofur replied.

Some twigs snapped and everyone turned around.

From out of the bushes, two creatures came. They looked like giant wolves with big fangs and sharp claws. Maddie had never seen such creatures before.

One of the two was killed by Kili's bow, but the other managed to jump on Dori.

Thorin and Dwalin quickly slew the beast and helped Dori up his feet.

'Warg scouts,' Thorin concluded he pulled his sword out of the dead body. 'That means an Orc pack is not far behind.'

Gandalf stepped in front of Thorin and asked: 'Who did you tell about your quest beyond your kin?'

'No one, I swear,' Thorin replied. 'What in Durin's name is going on?'

'You're being hunted,' Gandalf explained and more howling was heard. 'We need to get out of here.'

'We can't. We have no ponies. They bolted,' Ori said.

Maddie sighed. Great. Just great. They were hunted by Orcs and they didn't have any ponies. How could it get any worse?

Then, Radagast came with a solution. 'I'll draw them off,' he said.

Gandalf shook his head. 'This are Gundabad Wargs. They will outrun you.'

'These are Rhosgobel rabbits,' Radagast contradicted him, as if Rhosgobel rabbits were the solution to all problems. 'I'd like to see them try to catch me,' he continued with a grin on his face.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Gandalf agreed.

Radagast jumped on his sled and rode off. It didn't take long for the Orc pack to notice him and soon, Radagast was followed by them.

In the mean time, Gandalf, Maddie and the Dwarves ran in the opposite direction. Despite of the loss of their ponies, they made good speed.

They ran out of the forest into a rocky landscape full of hills.

'Where are you leading us?' Thorin asked. Gandalf didn't answer the question and just said that they needed to hurry.

Maddie had no idea where they were going, but Gandalf seemed to know, so she trusted on his judgment.

The plan could have worked, if Radagast hadn't accidentally turned his sled and was riding in the direction of his friends.

Luckily, the company noticed the Orc pack on time and hid their self.

Then, one of the Orcs picked up the scent of the Dwarves. He rode to a big rock and drew his sword, hoping to see the Dwarves running somewhere. Unfortunately, it was the same rock where Gandalf, Maddie and the Dwarves were hiding.

Thorin looked at Kili and pointed at Kili's bow. Kili nodded to make clear that he had understood what his uncle meant.

Kii took an arrow and placed it on his bow. He then stepped out of the cover of the rock and shot at the Warg.

The Warg fell of the cliff along with its rider, but both weren't dead yet. The Dwarves quickly slew the two, but it was too late. The rest of the Orc pack had heard the screams of their dying comrades.

'The dwarf-scum are over there!' the leader of the pack shouted in Black Speech and rode to the rock.

Gandalf and the others tried to get away, but soon they were surrounded. Kili shot a few of them down with his bow, but there were too many of them.

Then, Gandalf seemed to recognize a few rocks. 'This way,' he shouted and ran towards the rocks. He slid down a hardly noticeable gap between two of the rocks and landed in a underground tunnel.

Maddie and the Dwarves followed Gandalf and soon everyone stood in the tunnel.

The company draw their weapons in case an Orc would follow them down, but the only thing that happened was a horn blown in the distance, followed by the sound of galloping horses, flying arrows and screaming.

One dead Orc, killed by an arrow, rolled in the gap.

Thorin pulled the arrow out and pulled a grimace. ´Elves,´ he said before throwing the arrow away.

The screams stopped and the horses galloped away.

Maddie noticed that she was shaking a bit. This was the first time she had seen an Orc and she hoped that there would be a second. Quickly she tried to calm herself down before anyone saw her in this state.

'I cannot see where the pathway leads. Do we follow it or not?' Dwalin asked who had already walked a bit ahead in the tunnel.

'Follow it, of course,´ the Dwarves said and followed Dwalin into tunnel.

No one except Maddie heard Gandalf mumbling: ´I think that would be wise.´

After an hour of walking, the company reached the end of the tunnel.

Maddie's mouth fell open. For across the ravine in front of them, lay the most beautiful place she had ever seen. A graceful palace surround by trees and waterfalls.

'The Valley of Imladris,' Gandalf spoke. 'In the common tong, it's known by another name.'

'Rivendell,' Maddie whispered. Gandalf had told her of the Valley of the Elves, but she had never expected such beauty.

'Here lies the last Homely House East of the Sea,' Gandalf continued.

Thorin walked to Gandalf and spoke angrily: 'This was your plan all along. To seek refuge with our enemy.'

'You have no enemies here, Thorin Oakenshield. The only ill will to be found in this valley is what you bring yourself,' Gandalf replied calmly.

'You think the Elves will give our quest their blessing? They will try to stop us.'

'Of course they will. But we have questions that need to be answered.'

Thorin sighed and lowered his head. He knew Gandalf was right, but that didn't mean he liked it.

'If we are to be successful, this will need to be handled with tact. And respect. And no small degree of charm. Which is why you will leave the talking to me,' Gandalf concluded before starting to walk towards the bridge that led into Rivendell.

Maddie and thirteen grumpy Dwarves followed.

After crossing the bridge, they ended up in a round courtyard.

Maddie wished that she had a dozen more eyes to see all the beauty around her. Rivendell looked as if it were not real, but belonged in a fairytale.

The Dwarves, however, weren't fascinated at all, and were just reminding each other of the slyness of the Elves.

On a stair that led to the courtyard, an, what Maddie presumed to be, Elf appeared. He was tall and had brown hear and pointy ears. He also wore a purple robe.

As the Elf walked down the stairs, he spoke: 'Mithrandir.'

Gandalf turned around as he heard his name in the Elfish Tong. 'Ah, Lindir,' he greeted back.

Somewhere behind her, Maddie heard how Thorin warned Dwalin to stay sharp.

'We heard you had crossed into the Valley,' lindir continued in Elfish.

Maddie was surprised that she actually understood what the Elf had said, and that she didn't have to use a translation spell.

'I must speak to Lord Elrond,' Gandalf came straight to the point.

'My Lord Elrond is not here,' Lindir replied.

'Not here? Where is he?'

As Lindir opened his mouth to answer Gandalf, a horn was blown.

Fifteen Elves rode across the bridge towards the courtyard. All were covered with armor and wore spears and bows with arrows.

The Dwarves didn't like Elves, and seeing an small army of it riding towards them, made them draw their weapons and take a defensive position.

The Elves circled around the Dwarves before finally coming to a stop.

One of the Elves jumped of his horse and walked towards Gandalf. 'Gandalf,' he greeted.

The Elf had black hair and brown eyes. He had the appearance of a true leader: kind but just.

'lord Elrond, my friend,' Gandalf replied in Elfish with a small bow of his head. 'Where have you been?'

'We've been hunting a pack of Orcs that came up from the south. We slew a few near the Hidden Pass.'

Elrond walked to Lindir and handed an Orc-item over to him.

'Strange for Orcs to come so close to our borders,' he then continued. 'Something or someone has draw them near.'

'That may have been us,' Gandalf replied.

Then, Thorin stepped in front of the Elvin Lord.

'Welcome, Thorin, son of Thrain,' Elrond greeted.

'I do not believe we have met,' Thorin answered politely.

'You have your grandfather's bearing. I knew Thror when he ruled Under the Mountain.'

'Indeed? He made no mention of you.'

Elrond gave Thorin a long look, but let Thorins insult pass. Instead he looked at Maddie.

'And who is this young girl?' he asked.

'I'm Madelyn,' Maddie replied.

For one second, Maddie thought she saw recognition in Elronds eyes, but then it disappeared.

'She has accidentally teleported to this world and she's keeping us company until a way back is found,' Gandalf explained.

Elrond nodded and turned his attention back to the Dwarves. He then said something in Elfish what the Dwarves didn't understand. They lifted their weapons, thinking that Elrond was insulting them.

Gandalf quickly stepped in between and explained: 'My Lord Elrond is offering you food.'

The Dwarves murmured a bit to each other, but then came to the realization that they would like to eat. 'Well, in that case, lead on,' Gloin answered.

Two hours later, Maddie entered Elronds dining room.

The Elves had given the company rooms and the opportunity to wash themselves and to change their clothes before dinner. Because Maddie didn't have any spare clothing, the Elves had given her a beautiful dark blue gown which matched her eyes.

As Maddie entered the dining room, she could see that the Dwarves had already arrived. They were seated at low tables and had already started to eat.

Thorin sat at a bigger table. Because he was the leader of the company, he was allowed to eat with the host. Elrond, however, was nowhere to be seen.

Three empty chairs stood around the bigger table, and because Maddie didn't see any other available seats, she deciphered that she was also meant to eat with the host.

She walked towards the table and took place in the seat at the opposite end of Thorin. Thorin looked at her with his usual disliking.

Maddie looked away to the other Dwarves.

Ori was complaining that he didn't like green food and Dwalin was angry because there wasn't any meat or muffins. Oin didn't want to hear the Elfish music, so he putted something in his ears.

Then, Elrond and Gandalf entered the room. They were still in the middle of a conversation when they took place next to Maddie and Thorin.

'Kind of you to invite us,' Gandalf said. 'Not really dressed for dinner.'

'Well, you never are,' Elrond replied and both men laughed.

The Dwarf, the Elf, the Wizard and the Warlock started to eat.

After a while, Elrond frowned. 'I believe you carry Elvish blades with you,' he said.

Maddie, Thorin and Gandalf glanced at each other. Maddie had no idea how Elrond had found it out. Maybe he could sense the swords.

'We do,' Gandalf replied. There was no use lying about it.

'May I see them?'

After a small hesitation, Thorin showed his sword first.

Elrond examined the sword and concluded: 'This is Orcrist, the Goblin-cleaver. A famous blade forged by the High Elves of the West, my kin.'

Elrond handed the sword back to Thorin. 'May it serve you well.'

Thorin nodded as a thank.

Then, Gandalf presented his sword.

'This is Glamring, the Foehammer. Sword of the King of Gondolin,' Elrond spoke.

Elrond then examined Maddie's sword . 'This sword was also found in the Troll-hoard?' he asked.

Maddie nodded.

'This sword was forged for an Elfish nobleman. It doesn't have a name yet,' Elrond concluded and handed the sword back to Maddie.

'These swords were made for the Goblin Wars of the First Age. How did you come by these?' Elrond then asked.

'We found them in a Troll-hoard on the Great East Road, shortly before we were ambushed by Orcs,' Gandalf explained.

'And what were you doing on the Great East Road?'

Thorin opened his mouth to say something, but was caught off by Gandalf.

'We'll talk about that later, if you don't mind,' Gandalf answered Elrond while giving Thorin a long look.

After the company had finished their dinners, Elrond led Gandalf, Thorin, Balin and Maddie to his study room. The chamber was filled with books and comfortable chairs to read. The moonlight shined upon them through an open window.

'Will you now tell me why you've come to Rivendell?' Lord Elrond asked.

'Show him the map, Thorin,' Gandalf said.

'Our business is no concern of Elves,' Thorin answered.

Gandalf let out a frustrated sigh. It was known far and wide that Dwarves were stubborn, but Thorin was no doubt the worst. 'For goodness sake, Thorin, show him the map.'

'It is the legacy of my people. It's mine to protect, as are its secrets.'

Maddie looked from Thorin to Gandalf and back to Thorin. She felt a bit useless. She was just standing there, watching how Gandalf and Thorin were having another argument. And there was nothing she could do about it.

'Save me from the stubbornness of Dwarves. Your pride will be your downfall,' Gandalf continued. 'You stand here in the presence of one of the few in Middle-earth who can read that map. Show it to lord Elrond.'

After a few moments of silence, Thorin sighed. Gandalf was right again. The company needed to know what was on the map, and Elrond was the only one present who could help them. So he retrieved the map out of his pocket and handed it over to Elrond.

Elrond carefully unfolded the map and looked at it. 'What is your interest in this map?' he then asked.

Thorin opened his mouth to tell Elrond to mind his own business, but was caught off again by Gandalf. 'It's mainly academic. As you know, this sort of artifact sometimes contains hidden text.'

Elrond walked to the window to have a little more light. He then noticed something. 'This map contains Moon runes.'

Gandalf chuckled and shook his head. 'An easy thing to miss,' he explained to Maddie who had raised her eyebrows.

'In this case, that is true,' Elrond agreed. 'Moon runes can only be read by the light of a moon of the same shape and season as the day on which they were written.'

'Can you read them?' Thorin asked.

Elrond nodded and let the others to a cave with a big crystal in it. The moon shined into the cave through several big gaps and you could hear the noise of a waterfall nearby.

'These runes were written on a Midsummer's Eve by the light of a crescent moon nearly 200 years ago,' Elrond spoke while he placed the map on the crystal. 'It would seem you were meant to came to Rivendell. Fate is with you, Thorin Oakenshield. The same moon shines upon us tonight.'

As Elrond spoke his last words, a few beams of moonlight shined directly on the crystal and the map.

On the map, a small text of runes appeared. Elrond quickly read it out loud before the runes would disappear.

'"Stand by the grey stone

When the thrush knocks

And the setting sun

With the last light of Durin's Day

Will shine upon the keyhole."'

Elrond handed the map back to Thorin.

'What is Durin's Day?' Maddie asked. She had never heard of it before.

'It is the start of the Dwarves' new year, when the last moon of autumn and the first sun of winter appear in the sky together,' Gandalf explained.

'This is ill news,' Thorin remarked. 'Summer is passing. Durin's Day will soon be upon us.'

'We still have time to find the entrance,' Balin contradicted him. 'We have to be standing in exactly the right spot at exactly the right time. Then, and only then, can the door be opened.'

'So this is your purpose, to enter the mountain?' Elrond concluded.

'What of it?' Thorin asked annoyed.

'There are some who would not deem it wise.'

Gandalf frowned. 'What do you mean?'

'You are not the only guardian to stand watch over Middle-earth,' Elrond answered before walking away.