A candle was lighted and carried to a table where a little man sat down,put some ink on a feather and began writing on a page that one day will become a book:

" My dear Frodo,you asked me once if I had told everything that was to know about my... adventures and while I can honestly say I told you the truth,I may have not told you all of it,so I decided to tell you what really happened first let my tell about the origin of the events that would lead to the beginning of the hobbit that I am now,and then some very interesting friends that came on the adventure too,so let's begin where everything first started:

He turned the page and continued:

" It all began long ago,in a land far to the east,the like of which you would not find in the world today where the greatest dwarf kingdom in all of middle earth lies: Erebor! Stronghold of Thror,king under the mountain,mightest of the dwarflords,Thror ruled with a complete belief that his kingdom would endure because his bloodline lay secure in the hands of his son and grandson.

He continued to write,now with a nostalgic feeling in his heart.

" Ah Frodo Erebor! The beauty of this fortress city was legendary,its wealth laid in the earth,in the form of precious gems from the rocks itself and in the great seams of gold,running like rivers of gold through stone, the skills of dwarves was unequaled, creating objects of great beauty out of diamond,emerald,ruby,and sapphire,ever they dived deeper into the dark,and there they found it: The heart of the mountain,the Arkenstone,a diamond rock shining like it was made of the moon itself,and inside shined a light that looked like the sun has taken it's place inside.

" Thror named it the king's jewel,he took as a sign,a sign that his right to rule was divine,all would pay homage to him even the great elf king Thranduil, but a rift forged between them but no one know what began the rift the elves claimed the dwarves stole their treasure, the dwarfes tell another story that the elves refused to give them their rightfull pay it's sad Frodo how alliances can be broken,how old friendships between people can be lost and forgotten, but Erebor thrived and still was saw as the greatest dwarf kingdom but sadly the years of peace and plenty were not to last,this great kingdom was soon to fall,and a small sign was that Thror's love for gold had grown too fierce a sickness had begun to grow within him,it was a sickness of the mind and where sickness thrives,bad things follow".

" And here the fall of Erebor begins,Frodo,it all started with a noise that sounded like a hurricane coming down from the north,the pines of the mountain creaked and cracked on the hot,dry wind"

" Thror's grandson ran up to the wall and immedately recongized what was coming,and yelled out the threat,some guards ran up to the wall to defend their home when it came,and then it did..."

" Some burning trees came flying and a big flame came directly at the wall but the young dwarf prince managed to pull his friend Balin to safety and the flames flew past them and then they finally saw the threat..."

" It was a fire dragon from the north,Smaug had come, he burned down the fake dragons the children in the city Dale near the gates played with,then he attacked the city itself,but the deaths that day was meaningless cause this city meant nothing to Smaug,his eyes were on another prize,he attacked the gates to the mountain,for dragons covered gold with a dark and fierce desire,but while the prince and the guards rushed to the gate to defend it,Thror ran to his throne,grabbed the Arkenstone to keep it safe,but the gates broke opened and the beast entered the kingdom".

" Smaug went inside,knowing that nothing could stop him from taking the mountain and the gold for himself,he was in the treasure room when Thror just walked in,and when he entered the dragon busted out from the treasure which made the king drop the jewel inside the golden sea,his grandson came just in time to pull him out from the room and out the mountain"

" Erebor was lost,for a dragon will guard his prize for long as he lives,and sadly the help was very close that day,Thranduil had returned to the mountain in just that moment and the dwarf prince yelled for help to the great king,but Thranduil would not risk the lives of his kin against the wrath of the dragon,the elves gave no help that day,nor any day since."

"Now robbed of their homeland,the dwarfs of Erebor wandered the wilderness,a once mighty people wrought low,the young dwarf prince took work where he could found it,labouring in the villages of men,but always he remembered the mountain beneath the moon,the trees like torches blazing bright for he had seen dragon fire in the sky and a city turned to ash and he never forgave and he never forget"

"That my dear Frodo is where I come in, because of a accident or because of the stubborness of a dear wizard or perhaps two kindhearted children,fate wanted me to have a role in this story, and the story began,well it began just as expected.

"In a hole in the ground,there lived a hobbit,and not a nasty ,dirty wet hole full of worms and oozy smells,no this is a hobbit hole which means good food,a warm hearth, and all the comforts of home."

" But now I think it's time I tell you about three friends that traveled a very strange road and that stumbled upon this big adventure,here comes their beginning in this story or as much as they dared to tell me.

A/N I hope that you liked this introduction to this crossover and that you want to read more,and tell what you think about it and what can be improved( I know the way I write can be improved but I'm writing on my phone so it is hard to do it perfect.)

And much of the writing here I took from the hobbit movies, and many things I added myself I hope it will be okay.

But I hope you still like it.