As the company fell into the chute, they slide through the tunnel at a rapid speed, unable to grab a hold of anything to slow themselves down, they all yell out screams throughout the terrible fall as the tunnel came to an end and they suddenly drop through a hole one by one landing in a giant wooden cage. They all grunt from the hard landing. Freya landed on top of Bombur and fell over to the ground and let out a scream when she heard heavy footsteps coming towards them as the dwarves struggled to get up. " Look out!" Voices from the company cried out as they saw the fast approaching goblins coming at them.

The goblins charge at them, attacking them, climbing all over them; disarming them all in seconds One of the goblins yanked the woman up from the ground, that had managed to spot her in the bunched up dwarves and started dragging her away from the others.

" Let me go!" Freya screamed as she looked behind her to see some of the others being dragged the same direction she was being taking.

" Get back!" Dwalin shouted as he smashed his fist into a goblins face. As he tried to fight his way, like the others but with out their weapons and they were outnumbered by a lot and they all started being pushed and dragged along the bridge, but that didn't stop them from kicking and yelling as they were guided through the tunnels.

The dwarves and the woman felt like they had been dragged along the wooden bridge for hours in the darkness with only the light of the torches as the goblin horde bring their prisoners through a vast network of tunnels. They soon see light up ahead. The hobbit looked around the area and saw it was covered in goblins watching their comrades push the struggling dwarves. How were they supposed to get of this place. There was way more goblins than them and without their weapons, there was no way.

Freya was right behind Bifur when he suddenly turned around and through his fist at one of the goblins that had a hold of him, making the creature fall back into the hobbit when a sudden horn blows, causing the dwarves and the woman to cover their ears from the agonizing sound. As various instruments play, echoing in the tunnels lacking harmony that music was supposed to bring to ones ears. As Freya and the dwarves got closer they could hear a raspy voice singing, from the platform that they were being pushed towards.

" Clap snap the black crack!

Grip grab pinch and nab!

Batter and beat!

Make them stammer and squeak!

Pound, pound far under grounddddd...

Down, down, down in Goblin Town..."

As they gathered on the platform. The woman laid eyes on the thing that was singing this terrible tune. It was the biggest goblin she had ever seen. He was bloated, covered in warts, lumps and scares and had a large staff that was decorated with an animal skull, closely resembling a ram, adorned with shrunken heads. Freya could smell the stench that came from him had to cover her mouth.

" down, down, down in Goblin Town..." The goblins began to chime in on their masters song around them as the goblins on the platform pushed the dwarves closer to the giant goblin.

" With a swish and a smack and a whip and a crack!

Everybody talks when they're on my rack!

Pound, pound far under ground...

Down, down, down to Goblin Town..."

The giant goblin continued to sing and even started dancing to his words he thought were so memorable. The dwarves looked at this in disgust. Thorin was right behind the woman and heard the fear in her voice when she saw this thing. " Oh, my...." Freya began when the prince placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to keep her calm that everything was going to be alright, but he even had doubts about that.

" down, down, down to Goblin Town..." The goblin minions chimed in once again to their leader.

" Hammer and torch!

You won't last long on the end of my prong!

Clash crash crush and smash!

Bang break shiver and shake!

You can yell it and yelp but there aint no help!

Pound pound far under ground...

Down down down in Goblin Townnnnnnnn!"

The giant goblin swung his large staff over the heads of the dwarves and his minions making them duck, and the unpleasant song finally ended. The large goblin smiled sadistically at the company before he went back to his Throne. A few goblin, piled up on each other to boost their master onto his chair. The minions let out a cry as they were squished by their king.

" Catchy, isn't it? It's one of my own compositions." The great goblin praised himself. The dwarves and the woman however, were not impressed at all.

" That's not a song. It's an abomination!" Balin shouted in disgust as the rest of the company agreed. The goblin looked at these dwarves slightly angry by this insult.

" Abomination? Mutations. Deviations. That's all you're going to find down here." The goblin assured them. Freya's eyes went wide, as she listened to every word of this. Some of the goblin minions came forward, caring the company's confiscated weapons and placed them in front of their master to see. The giant goblin launched himself off his throne, stumbling towards the dwarves.

" Who would be so bold as to come armed into my kingdom?" He growled. " Spies? Thieves? Assassins?" He questioned, and received no response but a few dirty looks.

" Dwarves, your malevolence." One of the minions answered.

" Dwarves?" The king repeated in a stunned voice.

" We found them on the front porch." The same minion added.

" Well, don't just stand there! Search them." The giant goblin ordered his guards. The goblin started searching every inch of their prisoners, for anything suspicious. " Every crack! Every crevice!" he pressed to his minions and they did as they were told. One of the minions dumped a sack of stuff to the ground.

" It is my belief, your great protuberance... That they are in league with elves!" The minion insisted as he handed his new findings to his master. The goblin examined it quickly.

" Made in Rivendell. Ah. Second age. Couldn't give it away." The goblin sighed as he tossed the golden object over the edge.

" What are you doing in these parts?" He demanded. Thorin was about to explain everything, maybe make some sort of deal with this ugly beast, but he was quickly stopped.

" Uh, don't worry, lads. I'll handle this. " Oin interrupted as he walked over to the goblin.

" No tricks! I want the truth. Warts and all." The goblin ordered as he sat back on his throne waiting for an answer.

" You're going to have to speak up. Your boys flattened my trumpet." oin snapped in frustration.

" I'll flatten more than your trumpet!" The great goblin shouted in anger, as smashed things stomping over to the dwarves, causing them and the minions to back up.

" If it's more information you want, then I'm the one you should speak to." Bofur stepped in. The goblin calmed down again and waited for the dwarf to continue.

" Mm-Hm."

" We were on the road. Well, it's not so much a road as a path. Actually, it's not even that, come to think of it. It's more like a track." Bofur rambled on. The goblin was quickly getting impatient, waiting to get a simple answer. " Anyway, the point is, we were on this road, like a path, like a track and then we weren't, which is a problem, because we were supposed to be in Dunland last Tuesday. " Bofur muttered as he looked to the others for help, not sure where he was going with this. The great goblin was cursing under his breath.

" Visiting distant relations." Dori stepped in.

" Some inbreds on me mother's side." Bofur insisted, trying to sound serious but the giant goblin had heard enough of this.

" Shut up!"

The great goblin's voice echoed loudly over them causing the dwarves and the woman to back up in fear. Even some of his minions let out shrieks of terror, nervous of what their master would do. The goblin's eyes shifted on a particular spot amongst the company and he was a little surprised he hadn't seen it earlier.

" Well, well look at what we have here lads." The goblin stated excitedly. The dwarves and the minions looked the huge goblin baffled at what he was getting at. " Don't be shy, come forward." Thorin finally figured it out. The goblin saw the young woman that was with them. He was about to pull the hobbit behind him but the minions held him back.

Freya walked forward, slowly until she was in front of the others, in full view of giant goblin. " Well aren't your a pretty thing." The goblin stated as he leaned forward placing a grubby finger under her chin and she backed away towards the others in disgust, but two minions came from behind and pushed her back towards their master, causing her to stumble.

He stomped towards her, trying to figure out what she was, as she tried to avoid being crushed under his nasty looking feet. He had her backed up near the edge of the platform. If she took one more step back, she would fall to her death. The goblin stepped closer and sniffed her. " Well you don't smell like a dwarf. " The goblin pointed out. The prince kept his eyes on the frightened woman as she continued to look at the goblin, wondering what he was going to do to her.

" What are you? There pet?" The goblin demanded her. Freya slowly tried to circle her way, away from the edge as her eyes never left the goblins.

" I-I'm a hobbit." The goblin had found it interesting, he had never heard of a hobbit before. The woman had moved further away from the edge, back towards the company.

" And what is a hobbit, doing with dwarves? Or should I ask: what is a woman doing with them?" The goblin questioned, eyeing her sternly. She half looked at the dwarves and then back at the goblin.

" None of your business." Freya snapped. The goblin's expression turned to angry as he let out a hostile chuckle at her.

" Aren't you a brave one suddenly. I think I might have a use for you after all. How would you like to be my pet? And I might spare your friends there lives." The goblin offered. The woman didn't even want to think about being this vile creature's pet. She shook her head at him. The goblin was furious and he snapped his fingers.

Two minion's suddenly charged at the woman. She let out a shriek as they knocked her to the ground on her stomach. The dwarves struggled to get loose from the goblins that held them against their will. The woman fought to get loose from these goblins but their were stronger than her. The giant goblin let out another chuckle as he found it entertaining seeing the struggling dwarves trying to save the young woman.

Freya had managed to get on her knees as she tried to pull her arms free from the two goblins who were trying to yank her back to the ground. Thorin watched as a third goblin approached the hobbit with his weapon. The minion slammed his foot into the woman's back, plowing her violently against the platform as she let out a cry of pain. The goblin held his sword above the woman's head.

"Wait!" The minion hesitantly stopped and looked at his master if he should continued. The woman's heart was racing, when she heard the voice she was least expecting to try and save her life.