Chapter 1: The year Smaug Attacks

'Thoughts'

"Dwarfish"

"Elvish"

"Common"

I don't own the hobbit or anything just my own OC. i don't own the pic either i just photoshop the eye lol

I guess i'll call this a AU story because it will not follow every true fact that Tolkien wrote in his book or in movies.

~ The Year Smaug Attacks~

The night was clam with cold soft winds blowing, the rustling of the leaves that stood across from the lake sent low whispers into the night. The shinning moonlight made the lake glitter as if it were cover with white jewels, heavy sounds of footsteps vibrated through the wooden floorboards making them creak and moan.

"Come on sister we must head back," the rough voice of the long black hair dwarf called out, shifting the large rolled fur on his shoulder. His blue eyes fixed on his sister who seemed engrossed by the lake that she did not responded, "What is it that your looking for?" he questioned dropping the rolled fur by his feet and walking to stand next to her, looking out to the horizon as silence fell between them once more. He let out a deep sigh after a while of looking and finding nothing. His breath visible in the cold air. It was mid winter in Erebor with harsh winds blowing through out the day only calming at night. Even stepping out in layered coats and furs wasn't enough to fight off the cold, "Dis," He hissed in annoyance putting his large stubby hand on her shoulder, drawing her attention towards him. Her expression filled with confusion, blue eyes shining with curiosity. Dis, youngest and only daughter of Thrain, his and Frerin only dear little sister. Her appearance taking after him, black long hair peachy smooth skin with bright blue eyes. The only difference was the sideburns that ran along her jaw line stopping just before reaching her chin, something all she dwarves had.

"Don't you hear it?" She whispered looking back at the glittering waters and making haste to move more to the outer edges of the docks that lay just below of Dale, by passing the small wooden huts the traders had come to make in order to sleep in, all while ignoring the curses utter by her brother.

"I don't hear anything," He called out shuffling to lift the rolled fur and quickly running after her.

"A babe is crying," She informed him coming to a stop at the last outer walkway, "There!" she cried out pointing a short chubby finger at the abandon boat that seem to be floating freely in the middle of the lake, "Thorin, there is a babe in that boat we must rescue it," She exclaimed reaching over to her brother, grabbing him by the arm pulling him along to the nearest boat and only releasing him when she lowered herself in it.

"Are you mad stealing a boat!" Thorin scolded crossing his arms across his chest looking pointly at his sister below him, watching her ready the boat, "I don't even hear a babe crying, What makes you so sure there's even a babe?" he questioned finding himself hopping in the boat as well knowing he wouldn't be able to convince her otherwise, she was too stubborn "Your just going to get us in trouble with father," he mumble grabbing the ors to begin rowing, forgetting the rolled fur at the dock.

"Her heart is crying, I can hear it," She answer her gaze fixed on the boat that was now close. He watched her stand, wobbling side to side to the front of their boat.

"If there is a babe it will be dead by now, Dis, it wouldn't survive in this harsh winter," Thorin whisper softly as he lowered his gaze to the boats bottom bracing himself for the worst.

"Your wrong," He heard her reply drawing his gaze to meet her blue eyes that were shinning with hope, a smile playing at her lips, "She has been graced by Mahal himself, He allowed me to hear her cries so that I may save her"

Thorin open his mouth, but stopped when he saw her outstretched her hand grabbing at the abandon boat and pulling it close, he could see her eagerness when she leaned over it. A wide smile plaster on her face once she had a small bundle in her arms. Thorin gave his sister a confused look never had he seen her like this, it was certainly a whole different side that he never knew existed, the way she cuddle the babe, caressing and showering it with light kisses.

"I take it, it's alive," He stated leaning in just enough to see its pale smooth skin and locks of midnight hair.

"She is still warm," She answer looking up catching his blue eyes as her hand slowly slid off the blanket off the sleeping babes head, giving her brother full view of her small pointy ears, "An Elf!" he exclaimed angrily, "Put it back, Dis," he warned her, eyes narrowing and anger clear in his voice.

"I will not!"

"You can't keep her!"

"Says who?" She questioned, also narrowing her eyes at him, her hold on the babe tightening. Thorin took a deep breath closing his eyes and willing himself to relax before reopening them once more.

"You, yourself have only seen ten winters, you're to young to raise a babe!"

"I'm more mature than you even yet more mature than Frerin, that's for sure"

"The Elves have abandon her for a reason," He explained looking off into the dark forest to where just beyond it laid Greenwood before returning his gaze to her, "Think about it sister, Elves treasure their newborns, to see that they have left this one out in mid-winter says something is wrong with the babe"

"Wrong!?" Dis scoffed, turning her head away, sticking her chin in the air in defiance and disagreement, "I would say something was wrong with the parents! Abandoning their babe in mid winter to die a slow death! Where is the so call integrity of the Elves many speak of?" She exclaimed angrily.

"Dis, were all still hurting from Ma's death, but this is not the answer," He voices softly with affection, he knew the pain of losing their mother five months ago still burn within her, the grief and loss still too raw for her to move on or forget. Dis lowered her head, blue eyes visibly watering, blurring her vision in hearing her brother words. She cleared her throat of the lump that had been forming and looked at her brother.

"I'm not using this babe to forget the pain, Thorin," She explained, "I'm saving her, making her my own fore she has already claimed my heart"

"What of father and grandfather? They would want you to return her back to the elves, They will not stand for this Dis nor will they allow you to bring a Elf into our kin"

"Not if you convince them otherwise," She smoothly stated looking at him with eyes he knew all to well. He opened his mouth to reply, but was interrupted by a small yawn and little small whining noises, "Oh, Thorin look at her eyes! Such precious eyes!" Dis exclaimed in awe turning her body slightly so that he too may see them and he did. There looking at him were the oddest looking pair of eyes, the left one was a darkest grey with blue while the other one was the lightest of purple, a violet color yet they held such life and beauty that even he couldn't deny it. The dwarves weren't know to take in outsiders as their own even more if it concerned an elf, yet here was his sister cradling an babe of Elven kind whispering promises of love, protection and a place among their family, hushing its small whimpering noises with her deep humming. Thorin found himself sighing deeply and grabbing the ors to begin rowing the boat back to the decks knowing deep within him that he wouldn't regret this no matter how much he wanted too, "She will be named Aria"

~ Six Months Before Smaug Attacks~

Thorin angrily threw open the door just in time to see a group of she-dwarfs rush into the nursery making the loud pitchy cries echo more loudly throughout the low lit hallways. His bare feet touching the cool smooth marble when he walked towards the nursery poking his head inside and seeing the she-dwarfs rock the still crying babe in her crib. All three of them trying with much effort to calm the babe with hushed promises and singing.

"Where is Dis?" Thorin called out loud enough to be hear over the loud wails that were driving him mad.

"In her room," One of them answered stepping away from the other two who continue to try to calm the elfling. Thorin arched a brow before frowning, slowly walking into the room with much hesitance and eyeing the crib.

"Then fetch her, it was her idea to keep the babe, she needs to look after it," Throin command. It had been a battle to convince both his father and grandfather in letting his sister to keep the babe. Dis had even given her word vowing to look after the child and their father had answer by explaining the consequence if she failed to do so. It was then that their grandfather welcome the elf into Erebor and gave it a place among their family as Dis's daughter. Thorin watched the she-dwarf eyes fall to the floor when the other two came to her side. One held the still fussing babe struggling to keep her calm.

"We would, but Dis just went to bed not too long ago to wake her now will only cause more stress on her," She explained. Thorin gave out a loud sigh waving his hand to the crib.

"Put the babe in the crib and leave us," He order making the three she-dwarfs give him a confuse look but compiled laying the small babe in the rocking crib before slowly retreating from the room. Aria's loud wails once more muffled by the closed doors. Throin slowly walked to the crib peering down at the babe to see its eyes rim in red tears streaming from round chubby cheeks as they glisten in the flickering candle light, "Enough with your cries bairn, have you no idea the time," He questioned tilting his head to the side making the babe's loud shrieking subside to sniffles. Her doe eyes looking up at him with confusion before sticking its thumb into her mouth suckling it. Throin careful reached towards the babe wiping away the tears, seeing her different color eyes watching his movements with much curiosity, "There see no reason to cry little one."Aria's small hand reached over to grasp Thorin's thumb and letting out a gurgle of laughter, "Some mother you have, she sleeps right next door and still doesn't wake with your crying," He accused slight carefully reaching for Aria and cradling her into his arms as he had seen his sister do many times. He walked around the nursery seeing the many wooden toys on the selves and furniture everything crafted with much detail and beauty. The doing of Frerin, that little brother of his adore Aria spoiled her much that he does not wish to think when she grows older. Thorin looked down at Aria to see her slowly close her eyes and yawn, "Who will you become little one? You an elf among dwarves"

~Four months Before Smaug Attacks~

"You can't simply demand her to talk Thorin she has yet to grow teeth," Dis chided taking Aria from Thorin's arms and into her own. When a bulky young dwarf came bursting out of the woods with twigs and leaves stick outing from his scramble hair, his light blue eyes widen in disbelievement. The sudden appearance making Dis let out a loud scream causing Aria to cry out from the sudden shout. The babe's loud pitch wails echoing within the forrest as Dis fuss over her, trying desperately to calm her, "Frerin," Thorin warned knowing his brother recklessness was to be the end of him. Frerin smiled apologetically hunching his shoulders trying to shrink into his tunic.

"Apologies I was running away from Gale," Frerin revealed walking toward Thorin as Dis walked around the clearing rocking Aria in her arms and humming deeply making her cries grow softer. Thorin grunted looking over the horizon seeing the mixtures of orange and yellow. The last of the warm summer breezes blowing softly through the forrest rustling some of the trees leaves.

"If ye would leave the lad's daughter alone ye wouldn't have a problem," Dis called out to her brother huffing slightly puffing her cheeks before sitting on the spread out blanket Thorin had placed on the ground for them. Dis carefully lay Aria on her belly watching her crawl away towards the wooden bear Frerin had made her. Ferin proceed to give Dis a wide sappy grin before turning to thorn once.

"Grandfather wants the child out of the mountain," Frerin whisper to Thorin making his older brother drag him little ways aways from their said subject, narrowing his eyes at his little brother.

"He gave the child a place in our family himself when I convinced him to allow Dis raise her as her own," He argued frowning in confusion. His grandfather had at times questioned the existence among them but Thorin always reassured him everything would be fine, reminding Thror he had given his word of protection and a place among their family, "He has told you of this? When?"

"Just today when I visited him in the golden room," Frerin whispered a worry expression shadowing over, "Thorin grandfather isn't himself, surely you've noticed pass the years, the more time he spends in that room the more he losses himself"

Thorin looked away from his brother turning his back to him. He had notice it and had refuse to see what was there, lying to himself that with time it would pass but it hasn't it only worsen, "I will speak with him, brother, do not worry, I alway get through to him"

Frerin gave a sigh reaching up with stubby hands to brush out the twigs and leafs from his hair, no one wanted to admit not even his father would hear of it when he tried to touch on the subject, "Yes and how long do you think it will be until the day come where you no longer can"

~The day Smaug Attacks~

Spring had come to the Lonely Mountain and that meant more traders would be coming into the docks. The gleaming and flickering of the torches providing the only source of light within Erebor, the sounds of the dwarves hammers echoing mixing with the voices of those who walked through the halls busy with their own chores. The tension was in the air and was seen in the King's movements. Two months had passed when Thror had rejected to give the white gems to the elven king creating a tension between both races. The arguments and threats of the Eleven King made Thorin question if his grandfather had believed he could bribe the king with the gems. Now he does not know anymore what his grandfather has planned out, he no longer could put reason in his mind nor clear his clouded mind. Thorin has even gone as far as to have a guard with Dis at all times to keep her and Aria safe within the walls she can no longer leave.

"I'm sure everything's fine?" Thrór stated glancing down below to the side from where he sat on his white stone throne, seeing Thorin standing up straight dressed in his blue tunic. Thorin looked up at his grandfather with confusion when he caught the movement of his hands, rubbing them together twitching in anticipation and need. A movement well known to him when Thror isn't able to hold gold. He watch with keens eyes as his grandfather stood to walked down from his throne and continue to walk, "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me, Thorin," He stated without stopping.

"Of course," Thorin replied loudly so he was heard by the retreating dwarf. Thorin closed his eyes taking a deep breath. He knew better that Thror wasn't going to his room but to the golden room where he spends every waking moment, at times Thorin goes into that cursed room to watch his grandfather from the shadows. He watched the king dwarf walk among the large piles of gold running his finger through them sometimes he sees his grandfather burry himself deep within the piles. Thorin quickly opened his eyes hearing Balin calling to him for orders on where to place the new guards.

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Dis quietly walked the dimly lit halls of Erebor watching the dwarves pass by in a hurry or catching she-dwarves huddle around each gossiping away. She huffed struggling to keep Aria in her arms before deciding to sit down near by putting down the babe on the smooth pale floor. Aria has grown bigger and heavier that it was difficult for the she-dwarf to carry her for long periods of time.

"Lady Dis, should I help?" the guard asked coming to stand besides her watching as she attempted to catch her breath. Dis shook her head in response leaning her back against the stone wall.

"No need…I can handle," She said between breaths, glancing towards the babe who smiled happily as she gawn on the wooden bear she refuses to part with, "I just…need a rest"

"Lady Dis! We have it, tis finish!" A she-dwarf shouted as she ran towards them holding up a cloth making Dis give a sigh of relief. She quickly lifted Aria in her arms and handed her to the guard, "Gilda has finished it"

"Good it will be easier to carry her now," Dis said giving a silent thank you to the she-dwarf that had created the carrier. She let the she-dwarf fix the cloth sliping the straps over her head feeling them cross in an X on her back.

"She made it so ye can tie it in the front," The dwarf informed tying the straps and opening the cloth in front,"Come bring the babe," she commanded the guard, opening the cloth and telling the guard to slip the babe inside so she was facing Dis, "There, how does it feel?"

Dis let out a grunted feeling her whole body lean forward before trying to regain her balance, shifting Aria slightly to a more comfortable angle. A smile pulling at her lips when she found that she now has her hands free, "Tis fine, tis more than fine, Fara," She replied, catching sight of her brother Frerin before shouting out to him showing him Aria carefully nestle on her chest gurgling happily.

"No more struggling," Frerin said leaning down to press a kiss on Aria's head.

"A blessing really," Dis replied happily when a loud roar echo through the air making Dis wrap her arms around Aria, who proceeded to cry.

"DRAGON!" Thorin shouted from above them, warning all the dwarves below causing them to scream in horror as they all began to run for safety. The sound of the dragon's roar reaching Dis's ears, hearing it blow out its great fire breath outside of Erebor. All the dwarves scrambling running at full speed and trampling things over without a care of what it was or who it was. Frerin grabbed Dis's arm pulling her close for safety.

"Take her towards the back along with any others," Frerin order the guard. Dis reached up grabbing both her brother arms tightly.

"No! Thorin is still up there, grandfather, and father!" Dis exclaimed. Frerin turned to the guard signaling for him to take her as he turned to leave closing his eyes in hearing her desperate shouts, "No! I'm not going, Frerin! Frerin please!" Dis shouted

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Groups of dwarves rushed out the door running and screaming in hearing the flap of wings in the air, the tumbling of stones crumbling to the ground, the crackling of fire. The people of Dale screams filled the air, black smoke rising above consuming all of the great city. Dis followed the hoard of dwarves the guard keeping close at all times helping when she fell behind the others. When they reached the boats and crossed the lake, Dis felt hopeless and useless in seeing her home being overtaken by fire and a filthy serpent of a dragon, claiming it as his own.

"What will we do now? Our home is lost, we have no where to go," A she-dwarf voiced out in fear, hope abandoning her, "We're doom, forsaken by Mahal himself," she exclaimed as they reached the shore of the forest leading to Greenwood. Dis opened her mouth to deny it, wanting to comfort the she-dwarf yet she found herself she could not, not when her heart was screaming the exact same words, not when her family was across the lake. They all stood there for a time, hoping to see more survivors, to see if more boats were to reach them fore it meant there was a chance loved ones were in them and when more boats appeared in the distance rowing right towards them everyone was up by the edge of the water waiting eagerly to see who came. Dis took in a sharp breath wrapping her arms around Aria as tightly as she could, demanding herself to know they were alive, they were the strongest dwarves, they wouldn't leave to Mahal's Great Hall, in Mandos, no not them not yet. The boats pulled into the shore many dwarves aboard them climbing out, screaming out names, searching. It is then that Dis could see the four dwarves that had stayed behind making her stubby legs moved running over, her eyes watering, rimming with red. Her shaky hand reaching out in hearing her name being called out in worry. Thorin and Frerin taking a hold of her in their arms being carefully with the sleeping babe, they were together and safe. Thráin's and Thrór hands resting on her shoulders.

"The dragon has taken Erebor," Thorin announced releasing Dis, stepping away in order to face his people, seeing the hopelessness in their eyes, "We will make camp here for the night, tomorrow we will head to Greenwood to see if the Elven king would then help us"

"Will he even consider to help us?" Dis whisper to Frerin who shrug in response.

"We can only hope," Frerin whispered.

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"If you do not leave dwarf, we have orders to attack!" Dis heard the elf bark, his eyes narrowing down at Thorin in disgust. She shifted in the wagon keeping the blanket over her head in a hood cradling Aria in her arms rocking her slightly in case she stirred awake.

"Then what about supplies, food? If you will not have us inside," Thorin argued earning a glare from the elf as arrows were knotted in bows to point down at him.

"I will not repeat myself again, dwarf," the elf hissed. In seeing that Thorin made no moved to leave the guards lifted their arrows pointing them where Dis and rest of their kin waited at the foot of the bridge.

"Thorin!" Thráin shouted in command making his son growl under his breath, glaring up at the elf.

"You will regret ever turning us away," Thorin threaten turning away sharply to walk back to his people and climbing in next to Dis, "Let us move!" Thráin order. They walk forward, leaving the ruins of Dale and Erebor behind where fire still blaze with black smoke rising to the skies for all to see. Dis looked behind her in pain where Erebor stood. It was the place she ever knew, the place she had grew up, years of precious memory laid there, now that they were run out by the dragon never to return to it.

"Look ahead, Dis, where our future awaits, not behind where the pain of what is now our past lays," Frerin stated giving her a side glance to see her comply, "We need to be strong, for our kin"

Home is behind, the world ahead,

And there are many paths to tread,

Through shadow to the edge of night,

Until the stars are all alight.

Mist and shadow, Cloud and shade

All shall fade…All shall fade…

-known as Pippins song

First try at a whole Hobbit story so please be kind and do tell me what you think. byebye (^.^)/'