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Chapter1: Before the Beginning part 1

Bilbo hummed slightly as she walked down the road to where she was meeting her students with her small hand resting on her swollen stomach and a small basket over her arm. The sun was warm and the slight wind chased leaves and flowers through the air.

It had been 4 months since her husbands death and in that time her baby had started to show more and more, leaving pink stretch marks across her pale skin. At first, Bilbo was terrified. She would be raising a child in a big house by herself, not to mention her leach of a cousin who would take any opportunity to take her finances and house away. But Bilbo realized that her lovely students, their parents and her friend would look after her and suddenly the world seemed far less suffocating.

Walking up the hill, slowing down slightly as she began to tire, Bilbo saw the bright and cheery faces of young Hobbits who sat cheerfully eating and talking.

"Hello, everyone!" Bilbo sang happily, putting her basket on the ground before stretching her back. The young Hobbits looked up and smiled. "Mis Baggins! Miss Baggins" They chimed.

"What are we doing today?" One asked, her arms full of books and flowers. Bilbo laughed elegantly before sitting down not quite as elegantly as she would have liked.

"Hold on, First things first! Who did their homework?" Bilbo tutted, smirking slightly to herself. The young Hobbits rummaged around for a moment before, one by one, showed Bilbo small pots of flowers and smiled brightly at the nods and praises they received.

And so the Lesson began; Bilbo had told the children about the rain and sun, giving smaller explanations here and there, before stopping for Elevenses. The young Hobbits danced around and sang, some of the smaller ones sitting by Bilbo and some of the more mature ones asked about the baby.

As Bilbo stood up to announce the start of their next lesson a horror filled scream ripped across the field. The students became deathly quiet and Bilbo felt her heart beat fasten in her chest. A low growl and groups of laughter alerted Bilbo to a presence behind her.

"...run" Bilbo squeaked as she locked eyes with one of the many huge Warg riding Orcs. "RUN!" She cried again, this time getting her young students to move. The group ran down the hill towards the crops where they could hide. The smaller ones began to cry and the bigger ones and resorted to carrying them, making them slow slightly.

"RUN, GO, GO ,GO!" Bilbo cried again despite her own pace being rather slow. One student has slowed and wrapped an arm around Bilbos waist in an attempt to speed her up. They ran and ran, closer and closer to the crops until they were nearly in them when, with a sudden cry of laughter, they exploded into flame. The children screamed and cried and Bilbo let out a mournful yelp when she noticed two of the children laying in the flame, their clothes and hair creating black smoke and their skin turning a crisp brown.

'no, no, no, no! What do I do?!' Bilbo though, panic pulsing through her.

"DIG!" She yelled out in a sudden burst of strength. She lunged forward, despite her stomach crying in pain and discomfort, and began throwing dirt behind her. As the holes grew deeper Bilbo began to push her students in them, covering them up with leaves and dirt.

A laud howl alerted Bilbo to the incoming Orcs and Wargs and so in a final burst of energy ran away, making as much noise as possible as to distract the invaders, hoping beyond ope that her students stay hidden and that she could continue to dodge the Orcs for long enough.

Bilbo ran for what felt like hours bit in reality was mealy minutes. Dodging plants and Wargs alike until, with a pained cry, her dress was caught by sharp teeth and the Lass was surrounded. Bilbo had never been so scared in her life and tears had began to fall from her green eyes. The Orcs looked at this and laughed.

"He! It's scared!" One spat, elbowing another in the rib and earning a stab to the leg.

"Look' like it's alone..." Another grumbled. "...Well, not completely" It corrected itself pointing to Bilbos large stomach with a disgusting smile making Bilbo wiggle and squirm in fear of her child.

"No, no, can't have that!" The largest of the lot laughed before it grabbed Bilbo by the hair and dragged her closer to the others, making her shake and cry harder. Her arms and legs were held tightly and Bilbo started to hyperventilate. The largest Orc nodded to a smaller one across from Bilbo and began to laugh.

After a few seconds the Orc lunged forward, giant club raised high, towards a terrified Hobbit and in a fail swoop rammed the weapon into Bilbos stomach with all its strength.

There was a horrid tearing sound and Bilbo fell into such an extreme pain that she couldn't scream, move or think. Warm liquid ran down her legs, slowly increasing until blood was pouring onto the ground. Another cracking sound rang followed by the sound of something solid smacking into a puddle. Bilbo looked down and felt her mind begin to numb. Bellow her in a puddle of blood lay a strange blob that Bilbo knew she would have given birth two in a few months had she stayed at home that day.

The Orcs laughed and dropped the Hobbit before grabbing her hair to lift her head. Bilbo stared, open eyed at the students who were being held on there stomachs a few meters away with a large foot on their backs. The children where terrified and some had soiled themselves or had vomited. The Orcs laughed and raised there weapons above there heads.

'please...no more...' Bilbo prayed, blood beginning to seep through her clothes and onto her skin. The Orcs made a collected growl, the children began to scream and then... silence ruled for mealy seconds before the sounds of heads being kicked around filled Bilbo mind.

'This cant be happening... . This wasn't supposed to happen. We were going to learn about fairies and trees, we were going to celebrate Lorelei's seventh birthday. I was going to finish making that bear. Please... this is just a dream, right! This isn't real!' Bilbo though, only managing a small cry before her mind slipped and she found herself only half aware of her surroundings.

She barely noticed when her dress was ripped of and couldn't move when she was lifted up into a strange pose.

'just kill me now... no more. Please, no more'...

This made me sad to write. :( Please tell me what you think, It would mean Millions to me!