"Hey, I'll go get our backpacks", Kili said, and stood up again. Then someone cried out- "KILI, look out!"

AN: this was fun to write. I hope you guys like this too :) this'll be about three-shot or something. I'll try to upload as soon as possible, maybe few days apart!

Disclaimer: I don't own hobbit or the characters.
Rated: T
Characters: Main characters are Kili, Fili and Thorin
Word count: I don't even know:D
Warnings: A little bit violence, but not much. And nothing too graphic.

This takes place five months before the book.

The group of twelve dwarfs were in hurry. For them it was not unusual to have to hurry, because even though they knew how to relax in their own ways -some liked fighting with each other, some ate, some did something or everything else- they always had an adventure or two going on.

So, they were in hurry. Every and each one of them was running, and why? Because twenty goblins running just a hundred meters behind them wasn't really a dreamy situation. And on top of that, the distance between them shortened every minute.

"Where are we heading?" yelled Fili from where he was running next to his brother and Bombur. Thorin was leading them somewhere, but no one knew where.

"Safe!" Thorin simply shouted back, glancing over his shoulder to see if they were still safe. For his relax, goblins were still a bit behind them.
"It's been rainy last days, Thorin! You are leading us towards the Lake! It may be flooded and the path through it gone", Dori said, breathing a bit heavily from all the running.
"It will not be flooded!" Thorin snapped back, shaking his head. "Just come!"

Kili was running with the last ones, making sure that any goblins wouldn't get too close. He silently thanked Thorin for teaching him how to use a bow.

He turned his head and grinned at Fili. "This enough adventure for you yet, Fili?"

Fili let out a little laugh, shaking his head. "This is nothing, brother, and you know that yourself as well. I'm just thinking about Gloin. It's stupid he can't be here-"

The older brother's sentence was cut as his foot hit a root that came a little bit up from the ground, and tripped over. "Fili!" Kili breathed out, stopping as well. "They're almost here, Kili, be fast!" Bombur yelled as he ran by them, and just concentrated on the running.

"Go, Kili, I am completely fine", Fili angrily -he was more worried about his brother's safety, as the goblins were just reaching them. He didn't want to risk Kili's life just because he fell- said, shoving his brother's leg, since he couldn't reach anything else from the ground.

"I am not leaving you behind", Kili answered, kneeling down and helping Fili quickly up. They heard Thorin yelling their name, but ignored it. They knew they had to go -fast.

Fili stood up but immediately hissed in pain and lifted his left foot up. "My ankle's not alright, Kili", he quickly said. "I can't-" "I'll help you", Kili answered grinning a bit and put his arm around his brother's shoulders. Together they started to run behind the others. A little bit slower but still running.

"Is that the Lake?" Kili asked after a while, pointing towards. He had never seen it- just heard stories about how it had been a beautiful lake with kind sea-creatures living in it. But he had to admit, the reality was something else.

The water was pitch black -or it looked like- and everything was almost dead around it. The lone mountain raised far away from the Lake, breaking the skyline.

If they turned right from where they then ran, they'd start to run upper. From on top of the hill men have jumped to their deaths- the Lake had hard, sharp stones below the cliff on the hill. And if you went to the water, the stream would carry you to the start of the river, which was also on the left side of the Lake.

Kili wondered, if the stories and songs were all lies, or had it been a paradise a long time ago?

"They stopped", Fili said, nodding towards their friends. "I hope everything's alright!"

After a few seconds they arrived to their friends, both breathing like they haven't gotten air for a long time. Thorin was eyeing the Lake.

"The path is gone, it's under the water", Thorin said, sounding annoyed. And well, who could blame him? "We could still try. The path isn't much under the water."
"There is a path? I thought there was only the line of large stones?", Oin asked, scratching his head.

Thorin nodded. "That is what I am talking about. We should try, at least."
"We can't", Kili interrupted. "Fili hurt his ankle."

Thorin looked at Fili after quickly glancing at the running goblins. His eyes were full of annoyed frustration, and Fili just nodded, in order to avoid uncomfortable chat.

"Fine", Thorin said. "We don't have much time. We'll round the Lake. Bifur, Bofur, you help Fili, we need Kili to protect our backs."

"Yes, sir", everyone quickly muttered in unison and did what they were told to do. Kili settled to run last, and the others started to go again.

Kili kept watching over his shoulder for goblins- they were too close, and one by one they started to close up on Kili. He shot them, one by one, with his beloved bow and arrows.

And then there was just too many of them. "Hey!" Kili yelled, making everyone stop. He took out his sword and sliced the closest one with it, making it scream in agony. Thorin, Bifur, Bofur and everyone else with them -except Fili- joined the battle, hitting and slicing and kicking everything that moved.

The youngest Durin hit his sword through one's shoulder and kicked it, so it fell down the cliff and hit the water with a scream and a splash. Then another, and one by one they started to die, slowly, but steadily.

They weren't on the highest part of the hill anymore. They had ran on the hill and started to go down again. There was maybe meter or two to the water from that point of the hill.

Soon Bombur killed the last one of the goblins, and few of them sat down to breathe. "Let's not do that again", Kili laughed, out of breath. Fili grinned from a little further, where he was sitting and examining his ankle.

"Can we just rest for a moment", Bifur asked. "I can't breathe. I need sleep. And the sun is setting in couple of hours, as well. We won't waste any time."

Thorin nodded, sitting down as well. Kili walked to Fili, and kneeled next to him. "Is it okay?" He asked, pointing at his ankle. It was swollen and a little bit blue, like a bruise. But it wasn't broken, that much even Kili could see.

"Yes, it's okay. Just a sprained ankle, that's it."
"Good. Hey, I'll go get our backpacks", Kili said, and stood up again. Then someone cried out- "KILI, look out!"

Kili couldn't even react when an arrow hit his right shoulder, going through the muscle and coming out from the other side.

He cried out of pain and took a step backwards, not wanting to fall because of the force of the blow. He heard someone calling his name in panic -probably Fili-, and something about the edge of something. Everything slowed down. He hit his hands on the arrow, and as another arrow hit his arm, he stumbled backwards, and then- he fell.

His back hit the icy water and he felt the water engulfing him. It was dark all around him, and after what seemed like an eternity, he felt his face raising from the water. He opened his eyes and breathed in, cold water making his whole body hurt. "Fili! Thorin! Someone!"

Kili knew the basics of swimming, but he had never really swam. And with one hand, it was extremely difficult. He didn't even like water. He tried his best to keep his face above the water, but still he felt like drowning.

He heard yells and shouts from the hill and many little heads running down the hill. For a moment Kili thought they would pull him off the water and get him fixed, but then he remembered the stream and the long, long river.

"Fili!"

Hope you liked the chapter one! Also, I don't know how to continue (I have something in my mind, but nothing too major) so if you want this fic to go somewhere or you have ideas how to continue, I'd love to know:)