Disclaimer: Not mine.

Author's Note: So I decided to get back into the swing of things after like a year..break. Anyways, since I have to get all my thoughts together, here is...an outtake reel? Of something?

They reached the entrance, or the supposed entrance as Aang could not see an entrance anywhere. All he saw were rocks. Lots and lots of rocks. Aang was miserable, he missed everyone and sure Toph is nice company but she isn't Sokka or Katara.

Speaking of Toph, she was perfectly fine walking in the front talking to Frodo. "And then, he fell right into the mining shaft." She laughed heartily. "Never saw him again."

In a few short days, the two children had managed to integrate themselves into the group. It helped that they were children and children generally brings the feeling of protecting. It also helped that Gandalf didn't voice any protest. If anything he takes a lot of his time in staring at Aang a questioning look in his eyes.

The hobbits had taken a shine in Aang, trying to convince him in the wonders of meat and failing. It was a game now, they knew they wouldn't be able to convince the other boy. Sometimes they asked about his tattoos and that lead to lots of story telling as Aang spoke about his home and all the people that he knew.

What entranced the hobbits the most was that Aang could fly. Sure it required a device but he could soar in the wind like a bird. No one else could do that, not even the elves! Surely that was something to be proud of. Flying was for the birds and the bees, not for people with thick bones and who look far too heavy to soar through the skies.

And then there was Toph. Gimili had taken a shine to her, as they both share an interest in metals. And how her earth bending floored him. She could be the greatest dwarf ever, with her ability to turn hard rock into dirt. He couldn't wait to have her meet his relatives. The uppity elves will soon be in awe of their homes once more.

Speaking of Gimli, he was trying and failing to figure out the password to the door. That was strange in of itself, as the sentries should of seen them and opened the door already. It was taking a long time.

"You sure anyone lives here?" Toph had her hand placed on the wall, sensing for vibrations. "I can't..."

There was movement, faint movement coming from the water. She couldn't really tell what it was. What she could tell was that it was big.

An exclamation. Gandalf figured out how to open the door with some help from Frodo. It was simple, a riddle that really shouldn't have stumped the wizard. But then his memories had faded a bit, as he had been alive for a very long time.

Tentacles came out of water, snagging the lout that had been tossing rocks into it's home. The group roared into action, cutting into the thick muscle freeing their companion. They couldn't flee up, as it was blocking their way. They couldn't flee into the water, as that was death. Their only choice was into the mines of Moria.

Jets of water shot out of the small body of water, freezing upon contact of the squid creature-thing. Aang provided cover fire as he trapped the creature in ice, one eye focused on the fleeing fellowship.

"Aang! Come on!" Toph was holding the entrance, as the creature's remaining limbs had latched onto the stone threatening to pull it down. He could see the strain on her face. He abandoned his position, zipping through the entrance as it closed.

"Hiiaayaaaah!" The rocks closed in, slamming the entrance shut.

Now she was at home, the smell of the dirt and rock and the metals...she could sense them. Bones near her feet, metal shaped in arrows and swords.

"It's a tomb."

"Goblins!"

She couldn't recall who said it, as her senses were rocked by all the movement. People lived here, many thousands of people who skitter and run along the rocks. They didn't move at all like Gimli whose movements were measured and heavy with each footfall. Nor did they move like Legolas whose feet barely make any sound. And there was something else down there, something she couldn't understand.

This place was dangerous. The droning of movement under her feet near blinded her.

"Wooaah.." And that was Aang. "This place is amazing."

They continued on, hands on blades and watchful eyes everywhere. So far, no one knew they were here. This place was a dead zone, with only skeletons lying on the ground pinned by arrows. By each passing second, the chances of a warm welcoming was slimming.

Gandalf led the way, bringing light to the dark cavern.

And so they continued, with corpses strewn around them.

A/N: Ah, so continued. I'm going to be a bit sketchy-y. Trying to figure out which viewpoints to write from really.