The important things first:
I DON'T OWN THE HOBBIT! ALL RIGHT BELONGS TO J.R.R. TOLKIEN AND PETER JACKSON!

A veeeeeery spontaneous idea i wrote down within ten minutes or so.
Ugh shitty ending ahead. Sorry guys, i lost my ideas at the end.

You should know the first Hobbit Movie ;).

And this story is written from Smaug's view.

I hope you will like it :3

Feeback is much apperciate.

And sorry for grammer or spelling mistakes...

I bring youfire

You have dared to invade my kingdom and to wake me from my sleep.

You have dared to attack me, the only true king and to take what is rightfully mine:

The Erebor!

Decades, there has never been a man or a dwarf dared to approach the lonely mountain.

Except for this small group of dwarves who had attacked me.

And they were not alone.

No.

They had a creature with them, whose smell I've never smelled before.

He was not a dwarf, elf and not even a human.

I don't care what he was, after all, what he did to me...

This little thief wanted to steal my precious treasure and I will never forgive him for that!

He wore the clothes of the seafarers.

And my way leads me to them now.

I'll attack Lake Town and show these pathetic humans what it means to mess with me, a mighty dragon.

Fear and terror I'll teach them.

Death and destruction I will bring upon them.

The anticipation of the impending attack spreads through my body and I can feel the flames already licking from my nostrils. Only hard I can control my fire. For too long it had been since I had my fun. For too long it had been since I have this laughable humans demonstrated my power.

But tonight everything will be different.

I will burn this town and all those pathetic humans down!

With strong wing beats I move up and I open my throat to let them hear my voice.

I can hear them screaming from a distance with fear and I feel how my lips turn into a grin.

Yes! Scream!

Run for your lives!

You will not escape me...

I go into a descent over, open my throat again and shoot a wave of fire across the town. Houses set immediately on fire and the screams get louder. Again, I roar and spit fire, burn some sailors who dare to attack me with arrows.

These fools!

They can never penetrate my skin with those small arrows!

Again, I am gaining height to see the full extent of my devastation.

Half the town is burning, people screaming and calling for help, they will never receive.

Your old kings have abandoned you and the dwarves have brought the fire upon you.

And I, Smaug, have shown you that night that I am the only true king under the mountain.

And I will always remain, no matter what may come!

The End