A/N: Hello, readers! I was sort of disappointed with the BOTFA ending and how different it was to the book so this is just an alternate ending based on the book. I'm sure a lot of other authors have done this before but another one can't hurt, can it?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hobbit, and if I did, I wouldn't be writing this, would I?
Fili's POV
Side by side I fight with my brother. Bodies of Orcs, men, elves and dwarves alike litter the battlefield. There is blood everywhere and it almost sickens me that I am one of the ones spilling this blood. Almost. But if I stop then we will all be killed. I would not be able to stand it if Kili died because of me. I almost saw him die once before and I have no wish to repeat the experience.
So I fight. On and on the battle drags, seemingly having no end. An Orc charges at me. I cut him down with a swipe of my sword. I repeat this time after time, but more just keep coming. I wonder if there will be an ending to this day. And if there is, how can the ending be happy?
Kili's POV
I can see Thorin up ahead and Fili just to my side. Both are fighting viciously and never backing down. I must do the same or else I will not seem like a proper Prince of Erebor. I leap into the fray and engage in combat with a cowardly-looking Orc. I smite him down and move onto the next. And the next. I hope Thorin can be proud of me.
Would Mama be proud, I wonder, if she saw her sons like this? She never wanted us to leave on this quest and I know it would sadden her greatly to see us in battle. I feel my pouch with the runestone in it. I hope I can fulfil my promise. And, if I die this day, I hope that it will get back to Mama somehow.
Would Fili be proud to see me fighting like this? Surely he would. He always tried to protect me from danger but he cannot always do that. I must learn to fight my own battles.
Fili's POV
Uncle has been wounded. I run to him then search for Kili. When at last I spot him, I motion to him he rushes over. I quickly explain that we must get him out of here. I will drag him while Kili covers me. I trust him enough to do this. He nods and we begin.
A barrage of Orcs attack us but Kili manages to hold them at bay long enough for me to take Thorin to safety. Balin is too old for battle now and he is tending to the sick. He arrives and takes Thorin away.
I turn around and tell Kili to get out of there, that we must regroup with the rest of the Company if we are to survive this day. He hears me and turns to follow me. No sooner has he done that when that Orc scum Bolg looms up behind him and stabs him in the back.
Kili's POV
I feel an intense pain in my gut and then I crumple to the ground. I vaguely register the shape of Bolg walking away from me before something else blocks my vision. It is Fili, his blue eyes filled with worry and sadness. I want to tell him to leave me, that I will die anyway. But he knows that and still he stays.
My breath is coming in short gasps now. I can hear Fili telling me to hold on, that he will get me to Balin but his words are empty and both of us know it. I only hope that Mama will understand why I broke my promise.
The darkness closes in and I embrace it, ready to join my father in the Halls of Waiting.
Fili's POV
I cradle my brother's lifeless body in my arms. It was meant to be me. Kili was supposed to live, to reunite with Mama, to have a family. Now he will do none of those things
All of a sudden, I am filled with an uncontrollable rage. Rage against the Orcs for killing him, but mainly against myself. I let him fight all the Orcs on his own. It's my fault he's dead. I look up at the battle still raging.
'Moria scum!' I scream. 'You will pay for what you have done.'
I lay him down and charge, mindlessly killing any Orc who dares to cross me. I am so focused on my task for vengeance that I do not notice the Orc archer. His arrow embeds itself in my leg and I stumble.
They are on me, hacking at every bit of me they can. All I know is pain, but then it stops and that is when I know for sure I am going to die. I shouldn't have been so careless. My carelessness has cost both mine and Kili's lives. Now Mama will be left all alone.
I manage to drag myself back to Kili. He looks so small in death, just like he did as a little dwarfling. My fault. My own, stupid fault. I'm so sorry, Kili. I never meant it to end this way. I suppose happy endings do only exist in fairy stories.
I sigh, but my breath is slowing. I glance up at the sky one last time. Dark shapes twist and turn amongst the clouds. The eagles must have arrived.
They last thing I see before Death claims me is a dark shape descending on me and being lifted high into the air in the eagle's talons.
A/N: Well, that didn't turn out how I imagined it. I hope it was okay and not just some weird, random crap. Thank you all for reading, please review and I hope you enjoyed this story!