Summary: There was another to add to the company from in the Shire, one no one expected. Isabella daughter of Elrohir Son of Elrond and Belvola. Will they accept Bella as the warrior they know of or will she hide the fact that she is both Elf and Dwarf.
BTW I should mention Italics are the elves speaking in their native tongue Sindarin. Bold Italics is when they are speaking in Khuzdul. All words translated at the bottom.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot! No matter how much I wish it to be so.
While the others ran Bella strode towards the trolls camp with an angry scowl. Bilbo wasn’t that stupid or brave to face three trolls alone and boy, were the young princes going to get a talking to when this was all over and done with.
She hid in the shadow of the trees as the others fought, eyeing the mountain trolls. She didn’t know why they were this far away from where they’re supposed to be but they’re not as stupid like everyone thought they were. Well they were stupid but not bumbling infant stupid, so with that thought she waited while the others attacked recklessly.
Yes they were big but they can easily be killed without the sun, a nice jab in the neck or even slice in the neck.
“Where is Bella?” She heard Dwalin roar as he swung Grasper and Keeper.
She heard the answering’s of ‘I don’t knows’ and muttered curses but her eyes were trained on Bilbo who had managed to sneak back over to the ponies and started to cut the rope with a very crude blade made from bone. He was sneaky, all hobbits could be if they wanted too but he was unobservant and she moved when the Troll grabbed him.
Everyone froze as a cry filled the air, their eyes turning towards the sound and cursed as they saw Bilbo being held up by two of the trolls looking utterly terrified.
“Bilbo!” Kili yelled rushing forward only to be stopped by his uncle.
The troll grinned, “Lay down your arms, or we’ll rip his off.” He ordered.
Thorin glowered at the Halfling and the trolls annoyed, unsure what to do. Bilbo was panting in fear, the grips tight near bruising as he searched the group, his eyes glancing over them all until he saw her. He saw the dark oak eyes burn with the very fire that the trolls held him above and though he was afraid he knew that Bella would not let him come to real harm, she had after all helped the shire with the wolves three winters ago.
The company frowned as they saw Bilbo relax, a small smile on his face as he looked over their heads and those that dared to sneak a look, swore never to piss off the dwarrowdam – ever. Three loud thwack’s filled the silence before screeching, their eyes flinging up to the trolls where each one grasped their faces, in each eye they saw a dagger.
“I don’t like trolls…” Bella stated as she walked out of the shadows of the forest and into the light, the fire glinting in her eyes. “I don’t like it when they harm and eat my friends… it tends to, piss me off.”
The trolls screeched and bumbled into each other as her hand flung out another three knives and into their eyes in a quick, steady succession. The others went to move, only stopping when she cast her dark eyes upon them in a command to stay still before gesturing Bilbo to move to them.
“The farmer and his family were friends; these Dwarrow and hobbit are mine.” The tone turned harsh and in a quick move Bella had her swords free. They gleamed in the firelight, long and sharp that had the company admiring them. With a grace they knew Dwarrow’s didn’t have she moved, her body twisting and turning as she slashed with precise movements.
The all watched in stunned awe as Bella danced a warrior’s dance, the cries of the trolls the beat to her steps. Pivoting, ducking and slashing up, she was effectively playing with them as they stumbled and bumbled blindly. With a move that caused many to stare in awe she was flung up in the air, sword ready.
“THE DAWN WILL TAKE YOU ALL!” Gandalf’s voice echoed the silence just as Bella buried her sword into one of the troll’s heads, the sunlight filtering through the crack the wizard had formed.
“Could you not wait until I got my sword out?” She huffed at the wizard, earning a chuckle. She simply glowered at Gandalf while trying to yank the blade from the stone; unfortunately it was buried to the hilt.
More muttered curses left her lips as she jumped down from the head of the troll and sheathed her other sword as she marched towards Dwalin. The warrior didn’t move an inch as she removed the war hammer from his back, muttering about shaving the wizards beard off in his sleep and simply watched along with the others as the dwarrowdam swung the hammer in an ark.
“Bless my beard.” Glóin blurted out as the war hammer landed on the heavy stone with a loud crack, splitting in half like it was nothing, freeing the sword instantly.
“Thanks for the loan Dwalin.” She hummed pleased, handing the weapon back as she walked passed and towards the wizard.
Thorin blinked and stared and stared and stared. “That was…” He trailed off shaking his head before making his way towards the wizard as well.
“Where did you go to, if I may ask?” He demanded the wizard, ignoring the looks from the dam.
“To look ahead.” Gandalf replied simply, casting a look down at the unimpressed king.
Thorin paused. “What brought you back?”
“Looking behind.” The wizard explained softly, causing Thorin to dip his head in gratitude and for his anger to simmer. “Nasty business. Still, they are all in one piece.”
“No thanks to your burglar.” Thorin stated, pausing when he felt an iron grasp upon his arm.
“Don’t you blame all that on Bilbo; it was not him who lost the Ponies. Bilbo!” Bella called, her voice cracking across the open space.
The hobbit in question flinched as he made his way hesitantly over towards where Bella stood with Gandalf and Thorin, his eyes down and shoulders slumped ready for a scolding he was surly to get for his idiocy.
“Yes Lady Bella?” He near whimpered out, jerking his head up when rough calloused hands gently tilted his chin up.
“I am not mad at you Bilbo, not like some people.” She snarked, giving the king a sideways glance. “Tell me what happened? I know you’re not stupid enough to face three trolls on your own and I know you Bilbo, brave you can be but not that brave.”
If Bilbo didn’t know Bella he would have taken that as an insult, but he did know her and he knew that she was stating a fact. He chanced a glance at Thorin who was scowling angrily at him but stopped when Bella stepped into his line of vision once more, blocking his view of the angry king. “I uh-uh went to give Fíli and Kíli their supper when they told me they lo-misplaced some ponies and it was when we were following the tracks we saw the campfire and the troll walked past with Myrtle and Minty.” He stammered out.
Bella hummed and nodded. “Go on.”
“I-I suggested we do something, like inform the others but-but Fíli and Kíli suggested I sneak in and fetch them as I was their burglar and shoved me forwards before disappearing.” He finished, flinching back into Gandalf as he saw the dark look that swept into Bella’s eyes.
Bella spun and glared down the King who in turn looked sheepish and slightly agitated. And if Thorin felt a little fear as those fiery eyes pierced through him, he would never utter a word. He may be a King, with or without a mountain he knew better than to get in the way or even utter a word against an angry dam, the scar in his leg was enough of a reminder from when Dis stabbed him in their youth.
“You owe Bilbo an apology for the blame you tried to place upon him, yes he should have just turned back but- but your nephews who know better than to leave an unarmed man in the woods alone, left him in the dark. They were taught by Dwalin and you both were they not? Tell me o’king, what honour is in leaving a defenceless innocent alone at night with three trolls? Now if you will excuse me, I am going back to camp and gathering my things.” She hissed out furious before brushing past the stunned king and silent Dwarrow’s who heard her rising rant.
“Bilbo, come! I will not leave you here alone with these idiots any further.” She yelled beckoning the hobbit to come with her. Bilbo hurried after Bella without further hesitation, he had nothing to do and he would be glad to get away from the trolls and the companies stares.
Dwalin shot the princes a look that made them cringe, they did indeed know better and they didn’t even give him a blade to take with him. No one said a word as they began to gather their things that they dropped in the commotion.
“They must have come down from the Ettenmoors.” Gandalf explained as he eyed the three stone statues before them, changing the subject instantly.
Thorin frowned – thankful the wizard changed the conversation – as he looked at them as well. “Since when do mountain trolls venture this far south?”
“Oh, not for an age, not since a darker power ruled these lands.” He explained, trailing off as he remembered that time of Darkness. Thorin frowned all his teachings of when he was younger came back, he knew about the dark times, his ancestors fighting in the last alliance.
“They could not have moved in daylight. There must be a cave nearby…” Thorin realised before turning back towards the others. “Head back to camp; we’ll find the troll horde when we gather our belongings.”
When the company made it back to camp Bella and Bilbo were already packed and munching on two sweet rolls, rolls that were from Bella’s food bag that everyone knew not to touch or end up getting stabbed or smacked, even Nori has not dared to go near it.
“We’re going to look for the troll horde, are you all packed up and ready to move?” Ori asked softly as he made his way over to the two.
“Yes we are Ori.” Bella replied kindly, so far out of all of them Ori had been the one she enjoyed to converse with besides Dwalin or Bilbo.
“Is it okay if I stay with you while they look for it?” He asked again, casting a look over to where Nori and Dori were arguing once again.
“That is fine with me Ori; we can talk more about the Shire if you want?” Bilbo supplied causing the young scribe to perk up. Bella chuckled as the scribe made his way to Bilbo and began to ask questions about everything, the very same questions she had asked long ago when she first arrived at the Shire.
Once everyone was packed and ready they made their way back into the forest, leading the Ponies through the forest once more, following the stench and destruction the three beasts left in their wake. They wandered till they reached a mountain side, more like a hill really with a large cave opening at the side, the smell causing all near it to gag.
“Now that’s a smell I never wish to smell again.” Nori gaged out as he covered his mouth and nose with his hand.
“Aye, I agree with you there lad.” Óin replied while the others began to tie up the horses further back from the stench so they wouldn’t become unsettled.
“Nori, Glóin, Dwalin, Bofur with me. The rest of you stay up here and make sure there’s nothing else around.” Thorin ordered as he and Gandalf stood at the mouth of the cave.
Bella snorted as she began to cut up an apple while the others spread out, the young princes not even complaining about being left out of the exploration of the cave. The ones selected groaned and made faces of disgust as they drew closer to the stench.
“Be sure to bathe after this yeah; don’t want to be smelling troll all day.” Bella called out causing Dwalin to scowl at her.
“Aye, there are plenty of things to look through out here anyways.” Dori supplied as he bent down near a crate and picked through the trinkets, Ori by his side.
It didn’t take long for the others to exit the cave, Thorin carrying a brand new blade in his hand. This of course caught Bella’s interest, recognising the familiar curves and make of an Elvish blade; her fingers itched to touch it and examine it.
“Bilbo!” She heard Gandalf call, snapping her eyes towards them, he with a sword strapped to his side and a small dagger in his hand that was perfect sword size for a hobbit. Both of them Elvish in make as well, what on earth were they doing in a troll horde?
Cracks and sounds of oncoming movement reached Bella’s ears a fraction before the others causing her to flick out her wrist blades.
“Something’s coming!” Thorin yelled as he began to move forward into a more open area away from the troll’s horde. The others quickly got ready, chasing after Thorin, all with weapons drawn and waited for what was to come.
“Stay together! Hurry now. Arm yourselves.” Gandalf yelled as he strode forward, how own sword drawn and staff up.
“Come along Bilbo! Stay close to me.” Bella hissed softly as she moved by his side, her eyes widening as she took in the familiar looking blade that she had seen a few times in her life, only ever in books though.
They gathered in a half circle, arms up and weapons ready for the oncoming attack. Bella’s ears twitched and brows pulled down as the noise became clearer, her arms lowering instantly as Rhosgobel Rabbits burst through the trees pulling a yelling Radagast. “Thieves! Fire! Murder!”
“Radagast.” Bella sighed as she glanced up at Gandalf with slight annoyance.
Gandalf sighed relieved, sheathing his sword once more. “Radagast the Brown. Ah. What on earth are you doing here?” He asked, staring at the wizard before him.
The others lowered their weapons a little as they saw Bella and Gandalf relax but they didn’t take their eyes off the odd wizard before them. Each of them watched with varying looks of confusion, amusement and annoyance as the wizard became flustered and as Gandalf pulled out a stick insect from Radagast’s mouth.
“How on Arda?” Kíli whispered to his brother shocked as he pointed to the bug.
“Shhh Kíli,” Fíli replied just as stunned.
“We need to talk; we rest here for a moment!” Gandalf exclaimed, his eyes trailing over the company and locking onto Thorin’s before dragging Radagast further away from the others.
Thorin glowered at the retreating wizards back before jerking his head in compliance. “Rest here, Nori, Balin, Bifur stand guard.”
Bella paced, her eyes flicking around the forest in unease and agitation. Something was wrong indeed if Radagast came all this way from Greenwood to look for Gandalf. She could sense something but unfortunately she didn’t have that good of a talent like her elven kin and she couldn’t tell exactly what.
“What troubles you?” Thorin asked Bella softly as he made his way over to the pacing Dam the others were avoiding.
Bella jerked to a stop and stared at the king with a deep frown. “Radagast lives in Greenwood, he never leaves.” She explained, watching as Thorin frowned in thought.
“You think something is wrong?” He asked causing her to nod sharply.
“Something doesn’t feel right, why is he here? Why come so flustered an’ panicked to tha point that even Gandalf is lookin’ nervous. Why were there trolls this far south?” She asked her voice thickening to the point her mixed elven and Dwarven accent was noticeable.
Thorin stared into Bella’s eyes that seemed to glow like fire just as a howl pierced the air. Bella moved and rushed to towards the ponies, the others could deal with the Warg. Her hands grasped Belan’s reins and pulled him close while the others neighed frightened and reared up wanting to escape.
“Take them to Rivendell Belan, do it now my old friend.” She whispered to her pony before looking up at Gandalf’s horse. “You too, Suldal, make sure they get their safe. Go!” she ordered before smacking the behind of the ponies as she untied them before racing back to the others swords drawn.
“Warg-Scouts! Which means an Orc pack is not far behind.” Thorin grunted as he pulled the sword from the beasts’ neck.
Gandalf strode forward angrily. “Who did you tell about your quest, beyond your kin?”
“No one.” Thorin replied annoyed.
“Who did you tell?” Gandalf demanded once more, louder.
“No one, I swear. What in Durin’s name is going on?” Thorin demanded the Wizard, frustrated.
Gandalf shook his head, eyes scanning he forest. “You are being hunted.”
“We have to get out of here.” Dwalin expressed, his eyes flickering to his brother and back while his hands tightened around his weapon.
Ori rushed forward in panic. “We can’t! We have no ponies; they bolted.”
“No, I sent them with Belan to escape. They would have died if we left them there, they’ll be safe.” Bella explained as she cast Gandalf a look, indicating just where exactly she sent the ponies.
“I’ll draw them off.” Radagast piped up, causing all to swing their heads towards him.
“These are Gundabad Wargs; they will outrun you.” Gandalf stated firmly, almost disbelieving at the idiocy his friend was showing.
Radagast leans forward, pointing to the hares behind him. “These are Rhosgobel Rabbits; I’d like to see them try.” He finished a smirk on his lips. Another howl pierced the air that prompted Radagast to hop back onto his sled and take off towards the howl, to lead them away.
“We need to move quickly!” Gandalf exclaimed, pushing the Company to run in the direction where he knew the secret passage towards Rivendell was.
They ran as fast as their legs could take them, Bella sticking by Bilbo while looking over her shoulder for any sign that the Warg’s didn’t take the bait, only to curse as they jerked to a stop as Radagast flew by them with the whole hunting pack after his heels.
“Stay together, quick!” Gandalf urged, changing the direction.
Thorin turns to Gandalf suspicious. “Where are you leading us?”
They ran again, Bella’s hand grasped tightly around Bilbo’s vest before yanking him back into the stone as she saw Radagast and the pack in the distance, casting Thorin a look over the hobbit’s head as she breathed harshly, the wind ruffling the Dwarrow’s.
She could feel Dwalin pressed into her side, protecting her back as his hand wrapped around her exposed side. She cast a glare over her shoulder causing him to jerk his hand and give her an apologetic look; they would have to discuss that later. She wasn’t a simple dam to protect; she could whoop his ass and he knew it.
Every member of the company tensed as the sound of a Warg above them reached their ears, the claws scraping on the stone and the harsh breaths of the beast and rider. Thorin cast a look to Kíli and his bow before looking up, signalling his nephew to shoot.
Bella felt her eyes close as Kili nodded, pulling a bow and drawing it before stepping back, letting the arrow fly.
Author Note: Mwahahahahahahaha here you go 😛 hope you enjoyed it!