So this is my first 'Middle-Earth' fanfiction and it will be mostly movie-verse, based on PJ's The Hobbit.
Saw the movie and I freakin loved it! The dwarves are epic! I especially took a liking to Kili, for obvious reasons... And decided to write a little something (potentially naughty). I did however not want to dive into the magical world that is 'incest' so I decided to create an OC to romance our young dwarven hero. This is SLASH so if you don't like it, don't read...
Enjoy the first chapter (hopefully there will be more) and let me know what you think :)
We're gonna die…
This was the thought that had been running through Kili's mind for the past half hour as he watched some of his companions get spit roasted by a group of trolls while the rest of the company lay tied up on the ground awaiting their turn. He silently cursed himself for not paying more attention earlier as he and his brother Fili had watched over the ponies. If they had been more attentive, none of them would be in this situation. He was pulled out of his self-scolding by the hobbit's voice ringing out over the crackle of the fire and the grumbling of the trolls.
He watched silently at first as the hobbit criticized the troll's method of cooking his kin. He did not stay silent for long though and he wasn't the only one. Soon all the dwarves were crying out in outrage as Bilbo started giving them pointers on how to make the dwarves taste better. The troll 'cook' seemed quite intrigued by the hobbit's words but one of the others couldn't care less.
He stumbled forward on his huge stumpy legs and snatched up Bombur. The dwarf screamed as the troll raised him high over his head, preparing to eat him raw. Bilbo hopped forward, struggling to move fast in his cocoon like bindings.
"No! Don't eat that one! He's infected!" the hobbit cried.
The troll swung the dwarf away from his face in disgust.
"Infected?" he asked, eyeing the burly dwarf in his hand with suspicion.
"Oh yes," Bilbo said with a nod. "Riddled with parasites. In fact, they all are."
Once more there was a cry of outrage from the entire company. Kili protested loudly at first but after receiving a kick and a stern look from Thorin he finally grasped at what the hobbit was doing. He was trying to buy them time. As one the dwarves all changed their tune, stating instead that they were in fact quite infected and that it would be a bad idea to eat them.
The troll that had been about to eat Bombur eyed the hobbit.
"And what do you suppose we do with them then?" he asked as he stalked closed, the ground thudding with each step. "Let them go?"
The hobbit shrugged slightly.
The troll spat at him.
"I see what you're doing! You're messing with us!" the troll roared in anger, the other two catching on as well. The three of them started to close in on the hobbit, the one closest having dropped Bombur lifted his enormous hand to snatch up the hobbit. Just as he began closing his fingers around the small body he suddenly froze. They all did. Kili glanced around trying to see anything that might be the cause but he couldn't see anything except the surrounding trees and rocks.
"Oi, what's going on?" the 'cook' yelled, his eyes wide.
"Which one of you did this?" the troll looming over Bilbo demanded, panic flaring in his grotesque features. An unfamiliar voice answered from somewhere nearby.
"That would be me," said a young man stepping out from amongst the trees and shrubs to stand with one hand on his hip, the other grasping a staff. He was grinning.
Before the trolls could react, Gandalf appeared close to the stranger on top of a large boulder and lifted his staff high.
"May the sun take you!" He cried and struck the side of the boulder he stood on. With a loud crack the stone fractured and a large piece broke away. The first rays of morning sunlight, now no longer blocked by the boulder, streamed past. The trolls cried and shrieked in horror as the light hit them, their joints cracking and popping as their bodies solidified. Moments later they were completely encased in stone. A collective sigh of relief broke the silence.
"You certainly took your time, wizard." One of the dwarves grumbled as he shrugged back into his clothes.
It had taken Gandalf and the young stranger a few moments to free the tied up dwarves and then another few to release the rest from the spit roast. The stranger had of course swiftly doused the fire before they did any of this, not wanting the dwarves to cook any further. Now most stood adjusting their gear, those that had been on the spit getting dressed.
Gandalf shot a withering glare at the dwarf who had spoken making him go a bit pale before turning away. This happened much to the amusement of the stranger, who chuckled while leaning on his staff.
Thorin who had been standing nearby looked up at the sound and looked the man over for a minute before turning to Gandalf.
"Gandalf, who is this?" he asked, gesturing briefly at the young man. Kili stopped what he was doing and turned his attention to the three. He was also quite curious as to who this man was.
"Farandir, at your service." The young man said with a grin as he bowed deeply before the dwarven leader. He straightened and hooked some of his long, dark hair behind an ear, a pointed ear.
"An Elf." Thorin said with a scowl.
"Well, technically, I'm only half-elven." Farandir said with a small shrug.
Thorin's scowl did not falter. He crossed his arms and looked up at Gandalf.
"Why did you bring an elf along?"
"Half Elf." Farandir corrected, earning a glare from both Thorin and Gandalf.
Kili tried to hold back a chuckle as Farandir held up his hands as if to apologize and took a step back. Thorin turned his attention back to Gandalf.
"He's an old apprentice of mine, studied under me for quite some time. He left my guidance many years ago to return to his Elven kin."
"That doesn't answer my question, Gandalf. Why is he here."
"Well, while I was off thinking things over I came across him quite by chance. We spoke for a long time, the topic finally turning to our quest. He offered to help."
"Who says we need his help. We need nothing offered by elves." Thorin said, glancing over at Farandir.
Gandalf sighed deeply and rolled his eyes. As he was about to fall into another argument with the dwarven leader Kili stepped forward.
"Two wizards are better than one, right?"
The two men turned to stare at him. Farandir straightened slightly, looking at the young dwarf with sudden interest. Kili didn't back down at the looks he was receiving. The entire company was listening now.
"Having another wizard along will only serve to better our chances at succeeding."
Fili walked over to stand next to his brother.
"I agree. Think about it, uncle. With two wizards, thirteen dwarves and a master burglar, that dragon doesn't stand a chance." He said with an enthusiastic grin.
Thorin stared silently at the two. Gandalf said nothing as well, waiting to see if this problem would fix itself.
Some of the others voiced their support, making all kinds of suggestions as to how Farandir could make their journey easier, like making their supplies magically fit in one pack or stopping the rain from soaking them to the bone. Farandir raised an eyebrow at this and glanced at Gandalf who smiled but said nothing.
Thorin looked over the faces of all his companions for a long moment before turning to stare at the young half elf.
"Are you sure we can trust him?" he asked Gandalf in a soft tone so no one else could hear.
The grey wizard nodded.
"I trust that boy with my life." He said, a warm smile spreading across his lips as he looked over at his former apprentice.
Thorin sighed deeply before throwing his arms up in surrender.
"Very well. Draw up another contract, Balin." He said to the white haired dwarf before turning to walk away. The old dwarf nodded before getting back to what he was doing. Slowly the whole company turned their attention away from the newcomer. Everyone except Kili.
He watched, while walking over to where his pack lay under a low hanging tree branch, as Gandalf drew Farandir to one side and spoke quietly with him. There was a lot of talking on Gandalf's part and a lot of nodding on Farandir's. After a while the old wizard placed a hand affectionately on Farandir's shoulder, giving it a squeeze before turning away to follow after Thorin.
Farandir was left standing alone. He watched Gandalf walk away for a moment before looking over at his new companions. His eyes stopped on Kili, who was still staring at him as he pretended to rummage in his pack. As their eyes met Farandir smiled. Kili smiled back and made to stand up, completely forgetting about the low branch hanging over him. With a thud he hit his head. Farandir burst out laughing as Kili's face went bright red. He hurriedly grabbed his pack and stalked over to his brother, the sound of Farandir's laughter still echoing behind him. He couldn't help but smile at the sound even though his head still throbbed.
Fili was watching him approach.
"Haven't seen you blush like that before, brother." He said and playfully nudged him with his elbow.
"Shut it.' Kili growled and shoved his elder brother back. Fili only chuckled before grabbing his own pack and turning to follow the rest of the company that had slowly started to depart. Kili moved to follow but glanced over his shoulder first to see Farandir still smiling at him. He turned away swiftly as he felt his face warm again, grinning like an idiot as he trudged along.
Farandir watched the handsome young dwarf walk off for a moment before stooping to grab his own things and jog a bit to catch up to the group. Somewhere inside he had the strangest feeling, as if a big change was about to take place. He glanced over at Kili again and grinned. Change indeed, he thought.
So there you have it. I know I may have taken some liberties and added a few things that may not be correct (some of the characters may not always be true to movie portrayal and so on)
Also, the whole half elven thing will become more important later. (fun fact: I read up on it actually and turns out you can choose which race you want to identify with if you're a half elf. You will then assume the characteristics of the chosen race. Awesome!)
Any questions/feedback, feel free to leave a review or PM me ;)
P.S: Disclaimer. I don't own any of the characters (except Farandir). The picture isn't mine either, just found it on the web and thought it looked nice for now. I'll most likely change it later anyway.