Hey there; this is my first Hobbit story so be nice to me :)
I have so much ideas running through my mind about how this story should go; but if you have any thoughts and opinions and suggestions feel free to give them :)
"Betrayer" That was the last thing Thorin snarled at Bilbo after he had banished him. All he ever wanted was to create an alliance and the chance to create peace between dwarves and the elves and men. Bilbo was only trying to save the company who he had grown to love so much to call them his family. Thorin found out what Bilbo did with the Arkenstone and he reacted violently. "I was wrong about you from the start. You look nothing like a grocer. You are exactly who a thief is." That hit Bilbo hard and fought to keep the tears that were threatening to fall at bay. After Thorin banished him, he ran off to battle without even sparing a second look back at Bilbo, and all the hobbit could do was stand there frozen in disbelief, shock and grief.
The Battle raged on behind Bilbo, and he knows that it's nowhere near sage to stand so close to the battlefield without Sting in his hand. But he could not bring himself to care at the moment. Everything Bilbo had gone through to help the dwarves reclaim their home, the friendship bonds that were created, and the time spent trying to prove himself to Thorin; gone in a blink of an eye. All of his hard work shattered in the matter of seconds, and it took one word from Thorin to break him.
It had taken what felt like a decade to Bilbo for him to fall apart. He wanted so badly to tell Thorin how he truly felt, but he was always scared that after he poured out all his feelings for him, that he was just going to stare at him like the words didn't mean a thing. But now it was too late. "What have I done?" Bilbo had whimpered quietly as his shoulders started to shake. He clenched his eyes shut and covered his ears to shut out the noise around him. All Bilbo could hear going through his head was "Betrayer."
When he could hear people shouting over the words in his mind he opened his eyes slowly and saw the damage that was created by the battle. Walls demolished, bodies everywhere of orcs, wargs, dwarves, elves, man and seeing their eyes glazed over of death, he knew how this can end if he does not do something to help.
As the hobbit was about to take a step forward, that's when it happened. Right before his eyes a vision flashed before his eyes of how this battle ended. His lips trembled and his knees became weak and his eyes widened in shock. They lost the battle, Azog and his army had won and they were demolishing what was left of the battlefield. Bilbo's eyes searched frantically for his family and his breath hitched. They were dead, all of them lay before him with eyes dulled without life, and their mouths opened in shock as if they were screaming when the orcs killed them. Bilbo began hyperventilating as he flinched back into reality and he fell to his knees clenching his hand over his chest rubbing at the pain that was occurring. He knew his heart was telling him something. His heart whispered to him, "Save them to save yourself." Bilbo's eyes narrowed as he took a deep breath and got up from his knees. He knows what he must do now; He was going destroy Azog.