This story wouldn't leave me along untill I wrote it. Its long and hopefully exciting! It took me three days of work untill I was happy with it. This was suppose to be a one-shot. It starts with confusion then DRAMA! Moohahaa
The first thing he became aware of was his hearing, and all the noises that were all around him. He could hear heavy rain pounding into the muddy ground around him. He could hear the harshness of the wind as it pushed the leaves around on the tree and the branches smacking into other branches. He could hear the trees creaking as the wind bent them too far. He tried to open his eyes but the effort seemed too much for his weak body.
Slowly he was able to feel the cold rain as it smacked against the side of his cheek. His body was starting to protest and scream in pain at him but he didn't know why. He could almost move his right arm from its uncomfortable position that he was sure was above his head. He slowly started to move his fingers around and he could feel the cold mud that his hand rested on. His cloths seemed to be weighed down by something heavy. His thoughts were foggy and he couldn't remember how he ended up on the cold muddy ground.
Why would he have gone to sleep in the mud while it was raining? Or had he passed out from being so tired and it had started to rain on him? But if so why would he have not woken up when it started to rain? Just the thoughts was making his head start to pound.
He gave opening his eyes another shot, and slowly he was able to. But as he did he could feel his right eye was caked with wet mud and it burned causing him to close his eyes. Right now he wished he could move his arms and wipe the mud away. He opened his left eye trying to look around but the wind was blowing the cold rain in his face and he couldn't see much. He didn't know how long he had been there but it felt like days to him.
He tried to fall back into the darkness that he had come from but his body wouldn't seem to let him. Everything seemed to hurt. He laid there listening to the rain as it went from heavy to light, as shivers went through his body and the darkness found him once more.
As the darkness slowly started to fade away and his ears became clear of the rushing of his own blood he could make out a sound in the distance. 'Cough' 'Cough' Was that me? He wondered but he didn't feel his body moving as the sound started once again. But the sound changed to something moving. 'Cough' There it was again. He lifted his head up from the muddy liquid that had puddled around his head and looked around.
It felt good to move his aching stiff neck muscles. It was still raining but the wind had stopped and the rain was no longer flying at his face. His vision was slightly blurry as he looked around at where he was. It was so dark and he couldn't see much though the darkness but he could make out a figure sprawled out twenty feet away from where he lay. It looked so familiar to him but his mind didn't want to work and he couldn't put a name to it. He could see the figure as it was moving its arms around in the air trying to shield itself from the harsh rain. He could hear painful moans that came from whoever it was. It strangely made his chest hurt to hear the figures painful moans and the painful cry's it let out as the figure tried to move. They sounded so familiar and he knew he couldn't just lay in his spot and not help whoever it was.
He pushed himself up off the muddy ground and sat back on his heels. He looked down at his arms but they were caked in heavy mud. He reached up to move his wet hair that was stuck to his face away. But as he did that he brushed against a lump that was just on his right hairline. He hissed pulling his hand back looking at it, the tips of his fingers had a small bit of blood on it. Now it made since to him why his head was so foggy but that only caused more questions that he had no answers to.
He tried to stand up but the trees that surrounded him started to spin and he could feel his legs start to shake. He tried to take a step forward but his legs gave out, his whole body seemed to be much heavier and harder to move than he remembered. Soon he found himself landing in a muddy puddle. His knees landed in the rain water with a splash and his hands came up to the sides of his temples. He started to rub at his head hoping that his new headache would fade away.
Thorin was leading his men across a large mountainous area they had already traveled over several hillocks leading the mountain they were on. He could see it more clearly than he had before when they had first started on area that wasn't heavily wooded, but rocky. It was sunny when they had all got up just before sunrise. But now the nice warm sun was hidden behind the dark nasty clouds that looked heavy. Thorin took a deep breath taking in all the smells that was more obvious in the fresh air. It smelled like rain was about to come their way but it also smelled like tree pine.
Thorin had hoped to get to the other side before nightfall or at least a cave. But they had gone for two or three miles up when the rain started to pour rain and the sky's darkened even more. It wasn't a small little rain fall but it started out in big fat drops. The ground around them quickly absorbed the moisture, the dry dirt turning into mud. As they made their way across the smaller rocks beneath their feet they began to slip, the wind started up and Thorin and his men were soaked. The wind blew in different directions bouncing off the trees causing the rain to fly at them from different directions, and from all angles all at once. One way it would be hitting them in the back the next they had to look down as it smacked them in their faces.
Thorin could hear someone yell out, he turned to see Ori had slipped in the mud and landed on his bottom. His brother Dori reached down to give him a hand up helping to keep Ori's footing on the slippery mud.
Soon enough the ground started to slant itself more than it already was and the traction they had under their feet seemed to have disappeared. The light brown and green that were beneath their feet had turned dark brown. As he looked around he suddenly found himself slipping to his left his hand barely touching the mud as he felt someone grab ahold of his right jacket sleeve. He looked up thought the rain to see his youngest nephew smiling at him. Kili helped Thorin stand upright and Thorin could see Fili behind his brother but unlike Kili his face didn't hold a smile.
Thorin smiled a little as he stood upright but he could see Fili looking at something on the ground. "Fili?"
Fili looked back at him with the look of worry. "The ground." He pointed at his feet.
Thorin looked down along with Kili who was right in front of him. Thorin could see that the ground…the mud around him was starting to move past him. The mud was coming down from the top of the mountain they seemed to be on. Thorin didn't think it was bad at the moment but he knew if it kept raining this hard that it would get to that point. "Get a move on!" He yelled as he looked back at his men in hopes of them finding a cave soon.
His men didn't question him as they hurried but tried to be careful as they made their way across what was a medium sized spur jutting out from the side of the mountain. The farther they got the more force the wind had. Thorin saw the entrance to a cave, not more than 100 yards up. He pointed and yelled as he moved up the trail. His men were doing their best to follow him. The first one to lose their traction and slip was Balin and he made no sound as he slipped and fell face first into a thick mud puddle. Dwalin saw him slip and mad his way to his older brother reaching a hand out to him. But as Balin reached out for him he could see the mud was getting thicker around Balin and the ground was starting to move faster. He pulled his brother up looking back to their leader. "Thorin!"
Thorin looked to the one who called his name and Dwalin pointed upwards. Thorin turned to look along with the other dwarfs in his company. "Oh no!"
There above them was a nightmare that was now reality, it was thick wet mud coming down fast. It carried with it rocks, and boulders were dislodged and rolling along. There was no time to get to the cave. "Run!" Thorin yelled grabbing Kili's arm who was closest to as they turned around, but the slippery mud under their feet left them no traction and Thorin slipped bringing his nephew down with him to the muddy ground.
Thorin lost his grip on Kili as the big mud slid hit them and he could see the rest of his men that were trying to outrun the mud going down and a few going to the sides as well, hoping to get out of range of the danger. Thorin reached out for anything he could hold on to but everything he grabbed slipped from his grip. His eyes went wide as he watched a small sized bolder roll passed him nearly missing his arm.
Dwalin grabbed ahold of a tree that was close to him and tried to grab Balin who was sliding by him but Balin was too muddy and he slipped from his grasp. "No!" He watched at the mud took his brother away by the mud slid, others in his company went by him at a speedy rate. It was like a avalanche but with thick brown mud, he could feel himself being weighed down by it. The mud stuck to him caking his jacket at it became harder and harder to hold on to the tree he had.
"Fili!"
Fili tried to look around knowing it was his brother calling out for him but the mud surround him made it hard as it took him down the small mountain. He slid over rocks, bushes and knew he would have bruises on his bottom and back when he finally came to a stop. He watched as the trees seemed to pass by him he tried to reach out for them but it was no good. He could see something coming up to meet him as he slid but he wasn't for sure what is was. He turned his head seeing his brother pass by him who tried to smile at him as he passed by. Fili thought it was stupid of his brother to be smiling when they were all in such a bad solution. But then again his brother seemed to find the good in everything. The mud on that side seemed to be thicker and Thorin wasn't that fair behind Kili. He reached out a hand for his uncle, but he was further away than he thought. "Uncle!"
He looked back at his brother but as Kili got closer to what Fili thought was a drop off, he watched on in horror as his fears were confirmed. His brother hit the spur and went flying off, followed by Thorin. He yelled to his brother hoping he was ok. But soon enough he too found himself over the edge and with a sharp yell he went over.
He could hear other shouts behind him as the others fell too. The drop off was bigger than he had hoped and he dropped to the nasty mud rocks below. He landed half on his back and half on his left leg as his head flew back smacking into something hard and sharp, his head filled with pain but only for a second as he was taken by white. 13 bodies lay the narrow depression between the forest and the mountain. A small stream flowed through it, the ground soggy, but was also covered in lots of sharp rocks and thorny bushes. Mud and rock rained down but no one was awake to feel or see it. Only a deer was witness just before he bounded into the woods away from the mess.
Ohh I wonder where this will go? I don't know who to hurt more than the others. haha
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