So this story will be seen mostly though Thorin's eyes. I hope I caught all the mistakes and I hope yall enjoy this fic! Will be some nice hurt Kili and very guilty Thorin! And Fili being the cute big brother that he is. Enjoy!

I woke with a start sucking in the crisp cool morning air. My eyes felt heavy as I sat up, I reached up my right hand rubbing at them. 'Man I had, had the strangest dream.' I told myself in my head. Looking around my men were running about collecting their things from the ground and placing them on their pony's. Kili smiled at me as he started to walk over to me with a bowl in his hand. I could feel anger building inside me somewhere.

Kili stopped in front of me lowering the bowl. "Saved you some breakfast uncle."

My nephew told me as I reached up to grab the bowl but my hand stopped mid air. "Why didn't anyone wake me?" I asked looking up at Kili as I snatched the bowl away from him. My stomach growled as I looked down at the strange looking soup that coated my bowl.

"Fili tried to uncle but you kept growling at him and telling him to leave you alone." Kili told his uncle. Still he had a smile on his lips as he turned and walked away.

As I watched him walk away I could feel the anger start to fill my heart once again. My gut felt like it was in knots as my grip tightened and my knuckles became white.

"Thorin!"

I looked up from my bowl, seeing Balin I tried to give him a warm smile but my face frowned instead. 'Whats wrong with me?' I asked myself.

"Were almost ready to leave. Are you ever going to get up or are yea ganna sleep all day?" Balin said cheerfully smiling down at me.

But even though I knew he was playing I felt the anger inside me once more flare up. I looked up at him my face hard. "Is that anyway to talk to your king?" I told him in a growl.

Balin took a step back from me an unsure look on his face. "I'm sorry Thorin."

'Not yet you're not' Said an unfamiliar voice in the back of my head. It was deep and gave me made the hairs on my neck stand up. I looked up at Balin. "Did you hear that?" I asked him looking around.

"Hear what?" Balin asked he too looking around.

I just shook my head. "Never mind." I stood up giving Balin my bowl I got to me knees and started to roll my blankets up.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

I heard Balin ask me, and his voice was getting to be gritty and annoying as I slipped my coat on. "Will you just go away!" I shouted to him over my shoulder not looking up from my blankets as I continued to roll them neatly. But as I shook the last of my blankets off something fairly large fell from my blankets. I reached down to pick it up, once it was in my hand I rolled it around in my palm. It was a fuzzy dead black spider with an orange brown head and legs. Id never seen one like this before. The sound of a pony brought me out of my thoughts. I looked over to where the sound had come from to see my younger nephew on the ground and his pony trying to run away, but Fili had a hold of her reins. Bofur reached down picking my clumsy nephew up.

I shrugged my shoulders as I looked back at my hand that held the ugly spider. I felt lost as I looked at it like it was familiar somehow. I stood up and giving my new little buddy one last look I slipped the spider into my coat pocket.

Once we were all on the road again the sunny sky now dark, my men were cheerfully singing and had been for hours. Even the stupid hobbit had joined in on them. Usually I didn't mind it but today everything was getting on my nerves and I just wanted everything to be..."Quiet!"

I looked up from my reins the singing gone. 'Did I just shout that out loud?' I asked myself feeling a little ashamed. But the sounds of just the pony's hooves pounding on the dirt was a nice change.

I closed my eyes as they started to feel heavy. Having this tired feeling go on all day was beginning to be annoying, but the feeling I got when I closed my eyes felt like I was a peace. Like I was floating in the air being held by a cloud and I could feel a smile on my lips as I let my head fall back.

"Uncle?"

I slowly opened my eyes turning my head to the voice. The smile I had on my lips faded as my eyes landed on Kili. I just stared at him as I found myself wishing he would just disappear or better yet go back home! "Yes." I let slip from my lips.

"You feeling alright?" Kili asked me looking worried.

"Never felt better." I told him as my hand found its way to my sword handle. I ran the tips of my fingers on it a smile coming to my lips once again. Pictures appeared over my vision making me unable to see my nephew. I watched as my eyes started to see something else, and I could no longer feel myself riding my pony.

(I started to swing my sword around it clashing with another sword, one that looked familiar. I could feel the muscles in my arm flex as I swung my sword catching who ever was my attacker slicing their arm causing them to drop their sword. I swung my sword once again slicing my enemy's stomach causing them to fall to the dirt ground with a grunt. As I got closer for the killing blow, I raised my sword up smiling the feeling of power rushing though my veins. I was about to bring my sword down when I was finally able to see my enemy's face. "No." I gasped my eyes going wide as I looked down at my youngest nephew. "Uncle please." Kili begged of me tears in his eyes and breathing heavily as his hands covered the bleeding wound on his stomach that I had caused. I could do nothing as I brought my sword down on my nephews chest burying it in his heart. I watched as Kili coughed blood now seeping from the corner of his mouth. I looked into his eyes my heart beating out of my chest. The look in his eyes of betrayal, hurt, love and scared made me sick to my stomach. And to make matters worse I twisted my sword smiling at the sound Kili made as he took his last breath. His eyes now hollow. The corners of my vision started to go black and Kili started to melt away the ground eating him.)

"Thorin!"

I shook my head as I heard someone call my name. "No...no." I opened my eyes looking around I found myself laying on my back in the grass. I couldn't figure out how I had gotten there since the last thing I could remember was...'Oh no!' I said in my head as I sat up looking around franticly searching for my nephew. My eyes landed on him sitting by a tree his brother placing something over his left arm. "Kili!" I shouted getting the attention of both my nephews.

I struggled to my feet almost loosing my balance if not for Dwalin grabbing a hold of my arm. But I shrugged him off as I ran over to my nephews. The cloth that Fili was holding to his brothers arm had blood on it. "What happened?" I asked with worry in my eyes.

Both my nephews looked at me confused. "Did you fall?" I asked getting slightly worried with the look they were giving me.

Fili's worried look changed to one of mad when he looked up at me. "What happened? You looked like you were going to pass out and when Kili reached for you, you screamed while you took your sword out and started to wave it around catching his arm. You knocked yourself off your pony knocking yourself out." Fili told me anger in his eyes as he looked back at his brother wrapping a bandage around the wound causing a hiss from Kili.

I watched them with hurt on my face at the thought of hurting one of my nephews. How could I have done that? I could barely remember getting up this morning let alone riding my pony.

I wonder how bad Thorin will get? He's losing his mind! I hope ya'll enjoyed this.

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