Chapter Six – An Unexpected Journey VI

Title: The Unexpected

Pairing: Bella/Legolas

Summary: What if Bella was the youngest daughter of Galadriel, one who thought was lost but in hiding. What if Gandalf asks for her aid in Thorin’s quest.

Author Note: WHY IS THIS STILL CONSUMING ME SO?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the twilight series and I really don’t own any of Tolkien’s amazing work.


Chapter Six

Third POV

When Bella had all her weapons on once more, her arrows reclaimed she followed the others towards the troll cave.

“Are you alright Lady Bella?” Bilbo asked softly as he stepped to her side, he didn’t want to go ahead, he didn’t feel welcomed by anyone but the brothers, Bella and Gandalf. He had seen her face when Fili touched her flesh.

Bella smiled down at the hobbit. “I am fine Master Bilbo, just embarrassed is all…” She trailed off slightly. Bilbo frowned confused at the wording, of why she was embarrassed.

“Not many people have seen my flesh so freely unless I am injured and well… well… yeah.” She stuttered out her explanation.

Embarrassment flooded him as the words registered with the aid of her blushing face. “Oh… OH… you’re a…?” Maiden… he finished off in thought causing her to nod sharply, the red hue still not leaving her cheeks.

“Uh… how… how old are you may I ask… have you not ever sought comfort?” Oh Yavannah, why was he forgetting his manners! He should not be asking her such things, Bilbo cursed his Tookishness.

“I am… a few years shy of being six thousand five hundred.” She explained, causing Bilbo to pause and stare up at her in awe. Bella cast the Halfling a small fond smile and kneeled before him. “Let me tell you this Master Bilbo, we elves do not marry in the way of Men or Dwarf or the same as Shirefolk. We can court yes, share words under the star filled night but, but the throws of passion. If we were to bed someone, that is our way of marriage and I have yet to find my Chosen. ”

Sadness filled Bella’s face, her heart aching with Grief. She had never had the chance to find her Chosen; they could have perished by now or simply had yet to be born. Now she will never get the chance to see and feel the love of her Chosen, never get to experience that kind of love she had always dreamed of.

She had thought Edward could be her Chosen for she had loved him greatly, had loved his whole family and she is – was supposed mate. But there was no completion, no rightness to the whole relationship, he had treated her kindly but he did not see her as an equal. Though they did not know of her origins, thinking she was a mere human and yet there still was… Bella shook her head clear of the thoughts not wishing to have the feeling of flames and Grief come back.

She sat in silence, having noticed that Bilbo had wandered towards the caves as the others stood watch to give her privacy, she couldn’t be more thankful of the kind act. She missed her home but she missed her friends from Forks, Charlie. She had missed the fish and old spice smell and dear god she missed the food and the electricity, hygiene!

The sound of thundering footsteps caused Bella to cock her head to the side, she could not tell what they were but she was up and moving her sword drawn.

“Something’s coming!” Thorin warned as he saw the Elf move, he was slightly glad that there was an early warning sign with an elf around.

The others quickly got ready, chasing after Thorin into the bush all with weapons drawn and waited for what was to come. Bella sighed harshly as she heard and saw the familiar being coming at them, her sword lowering instantly as Rhosgobel Rabbits burst through the trees pulling Radagast yelling.

“Radagast!” 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 looked on with varying degrees of annoyance, shock and amusement, Bella just snorted as she took in the wizard. He had not changed, he still smelt of woodland and animals and she could hear the birds nesting under his hat. She laughed as she watched him become flustered and as Gandalf pulled out a stick insect from Radagast’s mouth.

“We need to talk, we rest here for a moment!” Gandalf exclaimed, his eyes trailing over the company and locked onto Canadriel’s.

I will still be able to hear you Mithrandir… She tells him softly, smirking as he just blinked surprised. She was one of the eldest Elves left besides her brother, father and mother as well as Thranduil. The only ones left born in the First Ages, while others of second ages dwindled slowly.

“The Greenwood is sick, Gandalf. A darkness has fallen over it. Nothing grows any more, at least nothing good. The air is foul with decay. But worst are the webs.” Radagast explains causing Bella’s head to shoot up, her body moving before she knew it.

“What do you mean Greenwood is sick, what webs?” She demanded her voice hard as she grasped Radagast.

“Oh Lady Canadriel… yes, sickness, it started not long ago… The elves and I tried to contain it… them… Spiders. Giant ones. Some kind of spawn of Ungoliant, or I am not a Wizard. I followed their trail. They came from Dol Guldur.” He explained switching his attention between Bella and Gandalf.

A hiss escaped Bella’s lips as the cursed name spilled from the brown wizard’s lips. Dol Guldur, she remembered that awful palace, remembered Thranduil’s father Oropher was slain in the Battle of Dagorlad.

“Dol Guldur? But the old fortress is abandoned.” Gandalf stated confused, it had been abandoned for the last four hundred years.

Radagast shook his head. “No, Gandalf, it is not.”

Bella jerked slightly as the images flashed by, of death and darkness. She – through the memory of Radagast – could feel the dark power looming in the air. She saw the flashes of what he saw and felt; saw the souls that he had fought as he fled. No, no Dol Guldur was not abandoned anymore, a great evil rests there.

She listened and watched with half interest as Radagast and Gandalf spoke, the other half was on the sounds in the distance and closing in upon them. A howl filled the forest, the sound growing louder. Bella strode forwards bow ready as waited.

“Was that a wolf? Are there-are there wolves out there?” Bilbo asked terrified, his eyes scanning the woods and hand clasping on Lady Bella’s tunic in panic.

Bofur frowned. “Wolves? No, that is not a wolf.”

Bella let an arrow fly as a Warg appears, the arrow lodging in its neck as it pounced. She cursed in Sindarin before turning just as Thorin stood up from killing it, another arrow flying past his head accompanying another as a black Warg charges before them. This time the arrow’s lodge in the beasts head, it fell but got back up. Dwalin snarled, swinging down his hammer and killed it swiftly.

“Warg-Scouts! Which means an Orc pack is not far behind.” Thorin grunted as he pulled the sword from the beasts’ neck. That is when Bella saw the blade, her brows rising as she took in the familiar blade known as Orcrist. How on earth did he get that?

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 Moriel.

Ori rushed forward in panic. “We can’t! We have no ponies; they bolted.”

The company including Bella cursed at the rotten luck, they would have to run. Her eyes flashed to Gandalf, they were near her home, and maybe they could make it to one of the hidden passes before it was too late.

“I’ll draw them off.” Radagast piped up, causing her and Gandalf 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 before he hoped back on his sled and pushed them forwards.

“We need to move quickly!” Gandalf exclaimed, pushing the dwarves to run in the direction where he knew there was a secret passage way to Rivendell. He had tried to sway Thorin to go there since they left the Shire; he had to get the company there for his friend’s sake.

Gandalf knew that Canadriel would not go to Lorien now to see her mother and father, to help with the grief. So he must take her to the next best person, her brother Lord Elrond.

Sneaky Mithrandir, I appreciate it my friend… I need to see him… you go forwards; I will protect them from here… Bella whispered softly into Gandalf’s mind as she caught his thoughts.

They ran, ran as fast as their legs could take them, dodging back when Radagast flies past them with the pack on his heels.

“Come on! Quick!” Gandalf urged, gesturing for them to go first. Bella shot her friend a look as she did so, one that expressed her annoyance at not being at the back of the line.

Thorin turns to Gandalf suspicious. “Where are you leading us?” A grunt of annoyance escaping his lips as Gandalf just cast him a look and took the end of the line.

Dwalin’s arms encircled around Bella’s waist and yanked her back as she raised her bow to fire at the Wargs. Her eyes shot to his, widening as they saw the familiar look he had given her long ago. She shook her head and frowned, no she had thought he had forgotten her like Balin did.

Thorin looked over the ledge, his eyes landing on the Warg and Orc on the cropping of rocks above before turning to look at Kili and then Bella, gesturing to their bows. Kili nodded, pulling a bow and drawing it before stepping back, letting the arrow fly, an elven one joining it.

The Warg cried before falling down, bringing the Orc with it, the cries and snarls echoing across the plains. Dwalin charged forward, his Warhammer smashing into the Orc’s body and then the Wargs knocking the fowl to the ground along with Bifur who buried the axe into it.

Thorin quickly rushed forward, burying the elven blade into the Orc’s neck while Bella and Kili shot it once more with their arrows. Howls and barks of the Wargs filled the air, causing the others who weren’t helping kill the orc become worried.

Gandalf looked out, before seeing a flash of an image in his mind from Bella, pointing out where the passage way was. “Move! RUUN!” He yelled, pushing his way forward, the others following suit.

Gandalf led them what seemed to be blindly over and around the golden hills, but he knew where to go somewhat. Bella cursed as she fired another arrow into an oncoming orc, throwing it from its beast as she urged the Dwarrow’s around her forward. She knew they were surrounding them, the howls and barks coming from all sides.

“THERES MORE COMING!” Kili yelled panicked towards his Uncle. Thorin spun, his eyes locking onto each of his Company before the Orc pack. They were surrounding them!

“KILI! BELLA SHOOT THEM!” Thorin roared as he saw the Orc pack come into view and closer.

“We’re surrounded!” Fili yelled as he moved closer to the others, blades drawn.

Kili and Bella began to fire, their arrows killing the Warg-Riders as they began to move closer to the others for safety. Though Bella was larger, her bow more stronger and powerful she managed to kill two of the wargs that ran towards them.

Kili cast a look around panicked. “Where is Gandalf?”

“He has abandoned us!” Dwalin roared furious, how dare that wizard abandon them when they were in battle!

Bella yanked Ori back as he shoots a rock at the head of the pack with his slingshot, the rock colliding with the Warg and doing nothing but amusing the rider and pissing off the beast. Thorin pulls out his sword, shifting from foot to foot.

“Hold your ground!” He orders as the others circle around Bilbo to keep him safe. They all knew that he was the only one in the group besides Ori who knew not how to defend himself. Except Ori had been trained by Nori and Dori in the arts of fighting when he was younger.

“This way, you fools!” Gandalf yelled as he sticks his head up from behind the rocks where the entrance lay hidden. Thorin shot Gandalf a look but ordered the others to move quickly, staying up and making sure that nothing could get to them.

“Kili! Run!” Bella urged, practically tossing him into his Uncles arms before sliding down the edge of the crack. Her eyes shooting up as an Elf horn sounded, a sigh of relief escaping as she lay in the dirt and listened with the rest of The Company of the battle above.

A grunt escaped her lips as a dead Orc body collided with hers. Dwalin and Balin quickly tossing it to the side and helped her up, each doing a quick inspection to see if she was hurt before turning back to the furious king, an arrow in hand.

“Elves.” He spat, causing Bella to frown.

Bella cast a look at Gandalf as they let the Dwarves go first, Bilbo stared in confusion as he watched Bella and Gandalf talk with just merely expressions. He couldn’t understand why she looked so relieved and thankful or why Gandalf merely looked amused and worried.

They quickly made their way through the narrow passageway, sometimes shoving Bombur as he got stuck while Gandalf and Bella ducked and shuffled through. When they finally reached the end the others gasped while Thorin simply glared at the view before him.

Bilbo stared in awe as he took in the glowing view before him, taking in the beauty of it all. The trees, the waterfalls! It was oh so stunning. Bella smiled, her eyes closing as she inhaled the familiar smell of her home.

“The Valley of Imraldis. In the Common Tongue, it’s known by a another name.” He explained smiling as he made his way forward.

Bilbo cast a look up at Bella with an awe filled smile. “Rivendell.”

Bella was pleased to see his awe filled face while the others before her shifted uncomfortably as the view before them was confirmed as a home of Elves. She couldn’t help but sigh sadly, no matter what she has done for them they would still not see her kin as friendly, they would still mistrust her and them.

“Here lies the last Homely House east of the sea.” Gandalf stated, eying Bella worriedly.

Thorin spun on his foot and marched up towards the Wizard. “This was your plan all along, to seek refuge with our enemy.”

“You have no enemies here, Thorin Oakenshield. The only ill-will to be found in this valley is that which you bring yourself.” Bella spoke, her eyes sad as she turned towards the dwarf king. Thorin simply glanced her way before turning back towards Gandalf, missing the way his nephews and Balin frowned at him.

“You think the Elves will give our quest their blessing?” he hissed. “They will try to stop us.”

“Of course they will. But we have questions that need to be answered.” He snapped, watching as Thorin sighed in defeat of this. The king knew they needed help, knew that it would be best here, even if they were elves.

“If we are to be successful, this will need to be handled with tact and respect and no small degree of charm. Which is why you will leave the talking to me and Bella.” Gandalf replied softly, a hint of amusement and warning before they began to make their decent towards Rivendell.

“Are you familiar with this place Lady Bella?” Dori asked as they walked, causing the elf in question to laugh.

“Of course I do Master Dori, this is my home.” She explained causing many to pause. Thorin opened his mouth to speak, only to snap it shut as Balin shook his head sharply.

“Rivendell is your home? Why did you not mention this?” Glóin asked sharply flinching as he was levelled with a glare from Bella.

“Why would I? You have shown me your distaste to my kind even though I told you my kin were not the reason for your hate. My brother and I had tried to help you, my sister too after the Smaug and the battle of Moria but you all turned us away in the end. So tell me Master Dwarf, why should I have mentioned that one of my homes was Rivendell when we were not coming here in the first place?” She snapped before marching forward, not even bothering to look at the others on her way. She needed to speak to her brother immediately and they were taking their sweet time. With a grunt she pulled her hood up and waited for the others at the edge of the bridge that lead to one of the main meeting places.

“Calm Bella, calm.” Gandalf stated as he made his way to her side.

“Mithrandir.” The voice of Lindir called, causing Gandalf to spin around and greet the elf.

“Moriel are you alright Lass?” Balin asked as he looked up into her face, something was wrong he could see it, she could feel it. She couldn’t hear anything beyond a dull roar in her head, her vision swimming.

“We heard you had crossed into the Valley.” Lindir informed in Sindarin, his eyes scanning the dwarves before him with question.

“I must speak with Lord Elrond.” Gandalf stated, turning to look at a stiff looking Bella. Something was very, very wrong.

Lindir cocked his head to the side. “My lord Elrond is not here.”

“Not here? Where is he?” He asked worried before sighing in relief as the familiar elf horn sounded, along with the sound of hooves.

Thorin took in the rapid increase of elves before him, all armed. “Ifridî bekâr. Hold ranks!”

The company bunched together into a tight circle with their weapons pointed outward. Yet Isabella did not move flashes of green and red washing across her vision. Balin, Bilbo and Ori cast concerned looks at the stiff elf. Even Thorin cast a worried look as the Elf didn’t dare to raise a bow or move to defend them, he was going to shove her away until he saw the haze upon her eyes. She had no clue on what was happening around her.

“Protect her!” He hissed reluctant, but she was part of his company, she sworn fealty to him. The company nodded, snarling and growling, weapons up as the elves rode around them circling them.

Bella’s breath hitched as she found herself staring at her old home, horror filling her as she heard the storm rage on outside, gleaming teeth and red eyes stood out in the dark. Her legs buckled on her, she would have collapsed if Bilbo and Balin didn’t catch her.

“Where is she?” Victoria snarled as she slammed Charlie up against the wall.

“SHE IS NOT HERE! YOU WILL NEVER FIND HER!” He gasped out, clawing the vampire’s wrist as his face turned purple. He was broken and bleeding out, one arm broken, flesh torn to ribbons.

“Then I will kill you instead! I will find her!” Victoria snarled, pulling Charlie back from the wall before slamming him against it. Screams filled the air, louder than the raging winds and storm outside.

“Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain.” Elrond greeted the king, but his eyes never leaving the kneeling hooded figure in the middle, supported by two dwarves. Thorin frowned as he followed the Elves’ gaze, annoyance and a flare of something caused him to stiffen and retort only for a scream to pierce the air.

Bella screamed again, her head flinging back in rage and loss as the image of Victoria snapping Charlie’s neck near to beheading repeated over and over again. “CHARLIE! ADAR, NO!” She roared, her body flying up in a rage daggers pulled as she swung madly above the Dwarow’s heads at something unseen.

Elrond paled as he took in the Elves features. “Canadriel! NO ONE TOUCH HER! MOVE BACK!” he ordered before charging towards her.

“STOP! DO NOT GO NEAR HER!” Dwalin yelled, stepping in front of the elf with Kili and Fili by his sides.

“Let me help her! Let me go to my sister!” Lord Elrond shouted, stunning the dwarves enough for him to push past them and disarm her.

As soon as his hands touched her face Bella stilled, her eyes clearing and fogging with grief at the same time, a sob escaping her lips as she focused on the face before her. “Elrond… Hanar… he… all my fault…” She choked out before her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her body finally giving out.


Author note: Well oops. *wide sheepish grin*

Adar – Father… do not mistake it for Ada meaning daddy.

Hanar – Brother.

Ifridî bekâr – Khuzdul for Ready Weapons.

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6 thoughts on “Chapter Six – An Unexpected Journey VI

  1. I waited for the post, but I couldn’t wait anymore. I guessed that you hadn’t sent it out yet. But holy Cow!! What a twist!!!! I really can’t wait to see what you got for us next!!!

  2. oh no!!! this will add more to her Grief. i hope Elrond can heal her some enough to meet her Chosen. i love the fact that the dwatves are very protective of her. she is a very important ally to them. 🙂
    can’t wait for more! 😀

  3. son of a bitch…is the only ONLY mantra repeating in my mind. i mean seriously! why oh why did her mind get pulled there. seriously awesome chapter!!! i’m still in shock…really in shock..

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