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The flames block all the exits. A young woman screamed inside trapped under a beam.
"Help me! Someone help me!!"
No one heard her. An explosion followed destroying the house.
"No!!!" I screamed as I woke up in my room at Bilbo Baggins' house.
A shiver ran through my body after my nightmare. I get up from my bed and go to the living room to sit on the sofa. This nightmare is one of my most horrible memories, that of my death on Earth.
I am from Earth, I was the hated daughter of my parents. Beaten, unloved because I am a stupid and useless girl according to them. They wanted a boy but I was born a girl. When my brother was born, I was put in the closet. I was not very liked by boys. I am small, with long midnight blue hair and purple eyes that scare others.
I also have a lot of scars that boys do not like. Especially the one on my forehead very visible caused by a broken bottle that I broke without doing it on purpose, my father wanted to teach me a lesson for being so clumsy. I trusted only one boy and I quickly regretted it. His friends and him, made a bet on me: he had to go out with me and sleep with me to take a picture of my body. Of course, I was not aware.
I wasn't ready to give myself to a man but he ended up drugging me to rape me since I refused and he wanted to win this bet at all costs. Since then, I hate bets that concern a relationship or a challenge.
I was 17 when it happened. At 20, I was murdered by my brother because I managed to become commander in chief of the army. He was jealous of me because I was a girl and I should not be above him. He was just a soldier. He set fire to my house while I was looking after my daughter and son. I got pregnant by my rapist. My children were named Idril and Jake. They were 3 years old when Lucas burned us to death. I still remember the screams of pain from my children, who were my treasures. I died painfully. I still remember the smell, the pain.
I woke up in a forest alone, naked, without my children, covered in burns. I was found by a hobbit named Bilbo Baggins. He cared for me, gave me shelter. He became dear to me. I landed in Middle-earth a few years before the quest for Erebor.
I watched the hobbit and lord of the rings movies. My kids and I watched them every night. My kids were smart for their ages like I was at their age. Idril's favorite character is Elrond, she wants him as a grandfather. While Jake's is Dwalin, he would want him as a grandfather and he loves his axes. Although the twins also like Fili and Kili because they like to joke around too.
Personally for me it's Thorin as a dwarf with Dwalin more like a father who would protect me from evil while Thorin I see as a king and I have to say, I have a bit of a soft spot for him. My kids laugh saying they want him as a father and he must be my lover. Middle earth is a place I dreamed of being and I am today. Of course I love elves too except Thranduil. Luckily his son Legolas changes in the Lord of the Rings. Now here I am in the Shire without my children, lost living with a hobbit.
2 years have passed, I have now become a family with Bilbo whom I consider as my brother that I never had. I will protect him with my life.
I miss my children every day but I tell myself that they are happy in heaven with aunt Lin, the only one in my family who loves me and raised me but she died in front of me when I was 14, killed by my filth of a father.
I feel at home here. As if I was born here. Bilbo accepts me for who I am and my unique gifts that do not scare him. I was born with the gift of nature and being able to create shields. I can also transform into animals.
My gifts are useful for the county. I protect the county with my gifts. I am waiting for the quest for Erebor. Smaug and Azog do not know what awaits him.