Disclaimer: Sadly, in no way, shape, or form will I ever own The Hobbit or Peter Jackson's movies.
A/N: I'm taking some creative liberty with Bard's kids' ages. Sigrid is 15, Bain is 13, and Tilda is 10. Also this is my first fic in this fandom and constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy!
Da hadn't come home after sunset even after he told Bain to hide the black arrow and hide himself. He'd been gone yesterday for longer and had come back with fourteen dwarves, one of them being beardless. Sigrid had no idea what kind of trouble her Da could get into if he stayed out any longer.
In short, Sigrid was worried to the point of frantic. But, of course, being the eldest of her siblings, she had to stay calm around them and the dwarves.
And one of the dwarves was staying in their house with a few of his kin because he was extremely sick. Another left a little bit ago to find some kingsfoil to help him get better. Odd, though, she thought it was only a weed used to feed the pigs.
Bain was now sitting with Tilda across the room from the dwarves, the dark haired one still releasing heart wrenching caterwauls.
She wished for him to be cured soon, the screams he was releasing were pain filled and painful to hear. She couldn't bear to see him in pain and it seemed his brother couldn't either. Sigrid helped in any way she could.
After boiling some water for the dwarves to use to help him, Kíli, she thought she heard them call him that, Sigrid stepped outside to investigate a creaking that could be their Da coming back home.
"Da, is that you?" She asked hopefully into the night with some trepidation.
Something dropped down right beside her on the stairs and she let loose a scream to rival Kíli's own when she saw the orc that was decidedly not her father.
It growled at her and made a strange rattling noise with its chest before lunging at her with its blade. Still screeching, Sigrid ran back inside and rammed the door closed onto its head and shoulder. She struggled to keep the door closed but it soon overpowered her. Sigrid looked around the house in a panic when she saw that there were orcs crashing in from the roof and the walls. Suddenly, they were everywhere. The Orc stepped menacingly through the door and shoved her onto the bench of their kitchen table before Sigrid could react properly.
The dwarves reacted faster than she ever could have and used anything on hand to fight back against the swarming orcs. The healer dwarf even threw a bunch of their pots and pans to keep back an offending beast.
Suddenly, the orc that had attacked Sigrid released a gurgling noise and she looked behind it to see an elf with fiery hair stabbing it with twin blades brandished skillfully in her hands. After the orc was disposed of, she continued to attack the others that were storming the house.
Another elf dropped out of the ceiling and started attacking the orcs. His blond hair whipped around his head as he moved about with a fierce grace similar to the she-elf's and with similar twin blades.
When an orc burst through a wall near Tilda, she reacted with a scream and threw a plate at the monster. That's my girl, thought Sigrid.
The blond dwarf tackled the same orc with a ferocity she hadn't seen before in a size his small.
Sigrid look frantically about the house for Bain and saw that he was holding his own with the dwarves' help.
After Sigrid searched for where her family was in this mess, she knocked over the bench she was laying on, crawled under the kitchen table and yelled for Tilda so they could stay in some relative safety in the chaos that was now their home.
Tilda scrambled under the table with her and barricaded the side with the bench. Sigrid wrapped herself around her little sister as the fight raged on around them.
A thump and more screaming filled the room when the orcs pulled Kíli off of the bed.
Sigrid could hear the screeches of the orcs and the swiping noises that preceded their deaths. The fight raged on for what seemed like forever but no time at all until one of the horrid creatures yelled something in its garbled language and the remaining orcs cleared out, some being cut down by the warriors in the house.
All the loud crashes slowly quieted and faded into the distance until all that was left was Kíli's pain filled grunting and struggling on the floor next to the table.
"Tauriel," the blond elf said, stopping at the door, before running off into the night to presumably hunt down the rest of the orcs.
Sigrid peered out from under the table and saw the fiery haired one called Tauriel conflicted as to follow her companion or to stay and help Kíli. Sigrid desperately hoped that she would stay and cure him, if anyone could do it, an elf could, she was sure of it.
Sigrid motioned to Tilda that it was alright to leave the safety of under the table and as they shuffled out, they were relieved to see Bain unharmed. Tilda rushed over to her brother and hugged him with all her might.
Sigrid felt a pair of eyes on her as she joined her siblings; she glanced around and saw the blond dwarf staring at her and her siblings with an unidentifiable emotion in his stormy blue eyes. He was helping to hold Kíli down as the healer explained that he didn't have very much time. Sigrid stared back at him in confusion until he broke eye contact first and his focus was on Kíli once more.
A moment later, the fiery elf warrior rushed back in with kingsfoil grasped in her hand and the dwarf with the funny hat on her heels.
Sigrid released her siblings from the crushing embrace as Tauriel announced to the room that she could save Kíli. Thank goodness, Sigrid was worried that she would leave them to fight for his life alone. But suddenly Tauriel sharply turned to the children of Bard with a request on her lips.
"I need a pot for mixing and more boiled water."
They didn't move for a moment, frozen in shock, until Tauriel got them moving with a commanding, "Now!"
The eldest daughter of Bard stumbled over to the cupboard to the pots and pans that weren't ruined by the fight with the orcs. She grabbed one of the only undamaged pots left, handed it to her sister, and searched for the other ingredients that Tauriel rattled off in her clipped tone.
Sigrid heard the other dwarves and Bain lift up the screaming Kíli and drag him onto the kitchen table, pillowing his head in the basket of walnuts. The blond dwarf climbed onto the table to hold down his brother while simultaneously comforting him, placing an arm across Kíli's chest
Sigrid handed the ingredients to Tauriel, and Tilda and her sister winced as Kíli let loose another blood curdling scream. Tauriel hurriedly tore the kingsfoil into the pot in Tilda's arms.
Tauriel paused for a moment, her sharp features softening for a moment as she looked at Sigrid and Tilda and whispered to them in a much more gentle, flowing voice, "Thank you both. You're good girls; your mother would be proud."
Sigrid's breath caught in her throat, but Tauriel only grabbed the concoction from the pot and brought it over to the struggling Kíli. Tilda looked to Sigrid with a distressed face, but Sigrid did not spare a glance back to her sister until Tauriel ordered for everyone to hold him down. Sigrid snapped out of her daze and yelled for her sister to hold down Kíli's leg with her. She saw that Bain was already helping the other dwarves.
Sigrid focused on holding Kíli's leg down and blocking out his painful cries as Tauriel smothered the kingsfoil across the festering wound. But through all his screams, she could hear Tauriel's voice floating throughout the room in her native tongue.
Looking back up to Kíli's face as his struggles decreased, Sigrid saw how he gazed up at Tauriel with confused adoration. She could also see how his brother stared at Tauriel with a skeptical intensity and protectively held Kíli tighter in his grip.
Tauriel's incantation, or spell or whatever it was that was healing Kíli, slowed down and ended with a soft Elvish word.
They all slowly let go of him and stepped away. Kíli only movement now was from his chest moving up and down with harsh breaths. Only Fíli and Tauriel remained by his side.
Sigrid turned away from what was sure to be a private discussion to her siblings. Bain and Tilda were standing still as if in shock. She smiled to herself for a moment and grabbed them both into a hug, Bain and Sigrid squishing Tilda between them. Her muffled voice spoke from where her head was against their chests.
"I am so glad the both of you are alright!"
Sigrid smiled into her brother's hair when he replied.
"Me too, Tilda, me too."
But Sigrid also heard some worry in his voice and realized both of their thoughts landed on their father and his well-being. Sigrid pulled her head away and shared a look with Bain. They decided they wouldn't tell Tilda that they didn't know where Da was until they had to.
All three of them pulled away from the embrace and Sigrid looked back to the table. Fíli was walking away with slumped but relieved shoulders towards the healer dwarf who talked with him about Elvish healing techniques. Tauriel began to bind Kíli's open but clean wound with an unspoiled cloth. Sigrid lifted her eyebrows in surprise, wondering about how in all of Middle Earth did that elf convince that dwarf to part from his brother's side. It seemed as if they were attached at the hip since they arrived at the house, especially since Kíli had been sick.
Sigrid decided she would talk with the blond one, first of all to get an answer to why he was watching her and her siblings earlier with an unidentifiable emotion on his face and then to ask whether or not he and Kíli were actually brothers. She was curious and just assumed with the way they acted around each other that they couldn't be anything besides brothers. But, according to looks, they were exact opposites.
Bain wrapped his arm around Tilda and led her to the other side of the room to sit down. Sigrid went over to where the blond and the healer stood and the one with the funny hat sat. Maybe she would actually learn their names this time around.
A/N: Hopefully I'll get the second chapter up sometime this week if it all works out, but thank you anyways if you got this far and please review!
