The Hobbit: a twist in the tale.
This is my first ever fanfic !
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WARNING: KILI!WHUMP
chapter 1: into the trees !
The company fell silent, it wasn't a surprise really, trolls, stone giants and goblins, and it was only the start of this quest-well, for the hobbit-Mr Boggins anyways. Kili still didn't understand why his uncle had him come along on this quest with them. All the hairy-footed creature had done was, nearly get them skinned by trolls, hang off the edge of a cliff-nearly killing his uncle in the process of getting him up, hide away whilst the goblin king nearly tortured them and moan about his stupid, little handkerchief! Kili paused for a moment, what was this journey doing to him?! He had already began to sound more like his uncle! He shook his head to rid of any un-pleasant thoughts of Bilbo and began to think of a way to cheer the company up.
"Hey! Lets play a game!" Kili began, but stopped when every single dwarf, wizard and hobbit glared at him with disapproval eyes, but he still continued "or a song?" he looked around the company, searching for kind eyes and a 'that's a good idea' smile, no one-not even his elder brother, Fili, gave into his big, brown, puppy-dog-eyes plead. "Ori why don't you and I play a game of- AHHHHHHHH." A sudden fiery pain shot through his leg and up to his spine. He looked down to see a jagged, poorly calved orc arrow sticking out of his thy. "Kili!" the whole camp- his brother being the loudest yelled in unison, out of surprise or horror, he didn't know. But what he did know was that this was bad- very bad.
Everyone's head- apart from Fili's, who's eyes were still fixed on his little brother, jolted towards the sound of a loud, ear-piecing horn. "orcs" Thorin's voice alarmed all members of the company- even Gandalf! Making everyone jump up and take hold of their weapons. Fili ran to his brother's aid, about to pick him up over his shoulder but was pushed away by Kili- obviously not wanting to appear weak. "I'm fine brother, really it's just a-" Fili cut him off, knowing that he was trying to hide his pain, just like his uncle would " an ARROW! kili, an orc arrow is sticking out of your leg! you are NOT fine. You are injured! And I am helping you, whether you like it or not!" The two nephews shared challenging glances for a moment until Gandalf yelled, " up into the trees! all of you, quick !". Within seconds Fili had Kili thrown over his shoulder and was heading for a tree which would be easy to climb.
He stopped when he reached the same tree Thorin, Bofur, and Gandalf were in. Thorin reached down to grab Kili's hand and when Fili was sure that kili wasn't going to fall out of Thorin's firm grasp, he let him dangle and Thorin start to pull him up, whilst he started to climb the same tree but nearer to the trunk. Thorin was determined to get his to nephews out of harms way, and would do anything to help them-as long as it wasn't something stupid like, play 'tag' with them or else they would die of boredom- as kili once asked. So, with as much strength as he could muster, he started to lift Kili onto his branch. CRACK! Thorin's eyes snapped open to the horrifying sight before him, Kili now had another orc arrow sticking out of his arm.
With the sudden pain running down his arm, Kili let go of his uncle's hand and plummeted to the ground landing with a loud THUD. He looked up, hoping to see his, so-very-protective brother, or his strong, fearless uncle but both were still up in the tree, unable to come to his rescue- due to the huge wargs now surrounding himself and the tree from which he fell. He tried to ignore, the hungry wargs around him, and tried to focus on his beloved brother- who was being stopped from jumping down to his aid by Bofur. At least Fili is safe he thought, closing his eyes waiting for darkness to take over, waiting for the wargs to rip him apart, waiting for death.
"WAIT!" came the voice of an obviously well spoken orc. Kili opened his eyes to see every orc, warg, dwarf, hobbit and wizard facing a large pale orc, riding on a huge white warg. That's funny thought Kili, if it wasn't for all the stories that Thorin had told him and his brother growing up, about how he had slew the pale orc, Azog, he could have sworn that this was the vile beast standing a few feet away from him. Then came the voice again " I think...yes...I shall keep this dwarf." He began. "he does look quite a lot like Oakenshield... that is if Thorin was 50 years younger... and a girl!" All the orcs started sniggering. "Azog !" kili turned his head to gaze upon his beloved uncle- who sounded in shock and disbelief, was now being held back by Gandalf. Kili had never seen his uncle this way before, longing for an explanation and revenge. "don't you dare touch him! I swear if you harm a single hair on his head I'll-" Azog smirked back up at him and interrupted, " you will what? kill me? you have already failed at that once, you wouldn't want to humiliate yourself again would you?... besides what does this dwarf maiden matter to you? She isn't your niece is she? maybe I'll-" Kili stopped looking at his brother infuriated that he had just been called a maiden, so before the beast could say another word, Kili spat, "MAIDEN? I am no dwarf maiden, I am a man! more then you will ever be!" Azog grinned, it seemed has though he liked his reaction. Kili could feel every eye of everyone around staring at him.
Azog started to walk over towards him. As he came to a holt he bent down and lifted him up by the hair, kili let out a slight grunt and could see Thorin and Fili struggling to brake free of Bofur's and Gandalf's hold. "oh I am so sorry dwarf...RUNT!" Azog screamed in Kili's face, "your clothes,..." he began again, "they are made of fine dwarf material... you are not just any dwarf are you?... no, or why would Thorin Oakenshield care for you so much? hmmmmm you wouldn't be relatives would you?" Kili kept a tight gaze on Azog, not daring to give anything away, but something must of because the fowl beast grinned, "Son?... no I don't think so, nephew perhaps? ... YES! nephew indeed!" Kili shifted his eyes to look at Fili and Thorin, they both screamed at the pale orc to let him go, but it was of no use, Azog looked at Thorin, "tut, tut, tut, Thorin Oakenshield, do you not want to save your nephew?... tell you what, you can come and get him NOW, ...or never again, I'll give you until the count of FIVE!"
Thorin didn't know what to do, if he went to save Kili, Azog would probably kill them both, if he didn't himself and Fili would never forgive him he took a deep gulp and went to take a step down, only to be held back by Gandalf once more. "Gandalf, LET GO OF ME" but Gandalf just shook his head, "we can not lose you as well, Thorin." Thorin was speechless, did the wizard mean that there was no chance of Kili surviving? Thorin looked to his side only to see his eldest nephew's cheeks red, with tears running down them. Fili met his gaze "Thorin!" his voice was horse from all of the shouting, "Thorin PLEASE! HELP HIM!" All Thorin could do was look down, he could not stand the plea of Fili, it ripped his heart out, but Gandalf was right, there was nothing he could do.
Kili watched as Thorin looked to the ground, he knew that this was the end, but he didn't want to go down without a fight, as Azog reached five Kili swung his non-wounded leg at Azog's making the beast release him and let go. Kili fell to the leafy ground and shuffled backwards, Azog started to walk slowly towards him, clenching his rotting teeth together. Kili had no weapons, no sword, no bow, no- ARROW ! As Kili's back hit the trunk of a tree Azog raised his sword and brought it down on kili. "ahhhhhhhhhhh!" a loud cry echoed through the forest.
Dun dun dun !
oooooo who's was that scream?
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TO BE CONTINUED :) ...