A/N:Better than the last...
Killi woke with a start, first thing he was aware of was arms hurting and head was pounding. He lifted his head to look at his surroundings. His wrists were tied to a wooden pole and he looked down at his stomach to see another rope tied around his waist with his back propped up against a wooden pole. He couldn't remember how he had gotten there, the smell of the place was awful. The place was lit by torches on the rock walls, he wondered if it was a cave or if he was underground. There was a tall fire a good fifteen feet in front of him. There were bones scattered around the sandy floor some looked like animal while some looked human. He looked around wondering where the others were, he hoped they weren't in the same boat as he was. He looked up when he heard someone walking his way with heavy boots. They came from behind him and two orcs appeared in front of him smiling with their sharp ugly teeth.
"Now that you're awake we shall see to it that we make you feel welcome." The taller of the two said while he walked over to a stone table. They were almost human size but slightly smaller. "I've been waiting for someone to walk by here. It's been a while since I've gotten to break someone. Elves are so much fun…but dwarf, I've never."
The one still standing in front of Killi reached out with his large hand and grabbed Killi's hair. "Should be fun. If not I know where to find more of you. You deserve it since your leader killed our leader. But thanks to that gazat I'm now the leader." He laughed spit flying from his large slanted mouth landing near Killi's mouth making him want to gag. He smelt like something spoiled and damp.
"You will know of pain." The talker one said again turning away from the table. He now had a short curved black knife.
Killi's eyes went wide with fear. He started jerking against the ropes frantically. Right now he wished his brother was here with him. But then he re-thought it. No he didn't want him here, then he would be in the same boat, he hoped he was safe with Thorin.
The talker orc grabbed Killi's arm and put the blade on it. "Glob." He muttered slicing into his flesh cutting down his arm about three inches. He put his finger on the blood pooling and then lifted it to his nose, smelled it and then licked his finger. "Never tasted your kind before." He then started looking through Killi's clothes, and pulling stuff out. String, marbles, a small book, a metal spoon, small dagger, and a sweet wrapped in a piece of cloth. The orc opened it, smelled it and put it in his mouth. He gagged and spit it out.
Killi hissed as he looked away from the beast. Too bad he didn't choke on my cookie. He tried to remember how he ended up being caught, but his head hurt and his thoughts were clouded. He bit his lip as the orc started to run his knife across his arm again speaking in orcs tongue. He licked the red blood from the black blade. "Ang Gijak-Ishi" He put his hand down seeing something shiny around Killi's neck. The medallion that Thorin had given him that had been made in the mountain many years ago. When his hand was close Killi latched on with his strong teeth, biting as hard as he could. He had some satisfaction of hearing the orc screaming. Just before the other orc, slammed his fist in Kill's stomach, causing Killi's mouth to open as he tried to gasp for breath.
A third orc came over after taking a long piece of medal out of the fire and walking over to him. "Ghâsh." He whispered. Smiling he pressed the piece into Killi's jacket watching it melt as he pressed it harder making contact with Killi's left shoulder. He smiled with glee when Killi let out a yell, right now he wished he could understand what he was saying. First they speak English then they don't.
The taller orc grabbed a small fist of hair and put his other hand on his throat pulling. Killi felt his hair give way as the orc pulled harder and harder, only stopping when he had a nice amount of hair from the dwarfs head. Killi yelled out tears coming to his eyes. His head started to hurt worse, he wanted to rub it but was now fearful that he now had a boldspot. He was almost glad his hands were tied. For the first time in his life he was truly scared and it was the first time his brother wasn't there to make it all better.
A few hours before the hurt.
Thorin was riding his pony thought the night looking for a place to stop and rest. It was all quite not a sound around. Filli and Killi were poking at Bilbo with a twig they pulled off a tree a while back.
"Will you two stop it please?" Bilbo held up his hands in surrender but he lost his balance and fell backwards slipping off his pony's rear-end. The pony made a startling noise and kicked out catching Bilbo in the butt. The hobbit cried out as he flew through the air landing hard on his back in between the brother's ponies. "Ahug!" He shouted grabbing his rear eyes squeezed shut.
The brother's eyes went wide as they jumped off their ponies and grabbed the hobbit. "Are you alright?" Filli said as he patted Bilbo's back.
"No. I most certainly am not! Look what you caused." Bilbo tried to get up but his legs wouldn't allow him to just yet. "My bumb hurts! I think it's broken." He cried rubbing at it. "It's numb."
Gandalf looked back at the commotion seeing Bilbo on the ground he turned his horse around. "What happened?"
"It was an accident." Killi said feeling guilty for causing the hobbit to get hurt, he liked Bilbo, he really did he was just an easy target for teasing.
Filli pulled Bilbo up by himself helping him to stand. Gandalf looked at Killi with one eyebrow raised not convinced. "I'm sure it was. Are you ok Mr. Baggins?"
Bilbo looked up at the tall wizard. "I will be. Can I ride next to you?"
"Of course." Gandalf bowed his head.
The brothers helped Bilbo onto his pony being as careful as they could. Once the wizard and hobbit road off as they looked at each other with looks of oops. They got back on their ponies and poked at each other with their twig's laughing.
"I'm hungry." Bombur said waving his big spoon he held around.
"We will stop to rest later." Thorin told everyone.
Gandalf was behind him. "Don't you think we should stop here for the night?"
Thorin looked around at his men, they did look exhausted. "I suppose so." He held his fist up. "We will stay here for the night!" He heard some sighs and one sneeze, or what he hoped was a sneeze since it sounded off. He got off his pony and walked her over to a small tree and tied her off to its low branch. He patted her head looking over at his nephews thinking about letting them take first watch.
"My feet are killing me for some reason." Balin said to his leader leaning against a tree and smiling.
"That's because you're getting old." Dwalin teased patting him on his back.
"You're not fair behind brother." They laughed.
Filli nudged his brother's arm. "I'll be right back I'm going to go use a tree." He smiled jumping off his pony.
"Good idea!" Killi slipped off his pony and followed after his brother running to find the better tree.
They stopped dead when they saw something standing under a tree. It was too dark to see who it was but Filli drew his sword. "Who goes there?"
Killi drew his bow pulling back an arrow and the tallish figure stepped out growling, it ran at them. Killi released his arrow in the things chest. It went down making a screeching sound. "Orc!"
They turned around to run back to the camp but three more orcs were in their path. Filli ran at them sword high above his head doing his war cry. He sliced at the bulky one that was the closest but it ducked and struck at him catching Filli in the arm. "Ah!" He recovered quickly trusting his sword in the orcs stomach.
Killi released another arrow in to the back of the orcs head that was running up behind his brother. He heard rustling behind him, he dropped his bow turning around he tried to draw his sword but a large orc grabbed his hand stopping him.
"Gazat glob!" The orc said as he rammed the back of his sword into Killi's head watching him fall limp to the ground.
Filli turned in time to see what the orc did, with rage in his eyes he charged at the orc. Their swords collided but the orc had the upper hand and kicked his large foot out knocking Filli to the ground. He picked his foot up as Filli tried to get up and kicked him in the head knocking him out.
"Thrak- tak." He ordered as a smaller but muscled one came to stand next to him. "Ack!" He yelled as he saw more small dwarfs running at them.
"Filli! Killi!" Thorin yelled as he saw the two orcs standing above them.
"Choom!" The orc yelled as he pointed towards the dwarfs and more orcs ran out from the darkness. The bigger orc grabbed Killi and put him over the other orcs shoulder, watching him run back to there layer. He looked down at the other dwarf thinking about taking him as well.
He reached down and grabbed an arm, when he felt a burn hot pain in his chest as Thorin ran him through, he dropped next to Filli and lay there, dying. Thorin reached down and smacked Filli's cheek waking him up. He down at him and helped his nephew to his feet. "Where is your brother?"
"I don't know." Rubbing his head, he looked frantically around worried. "Killi!"
A/N:That was hard! Glad its over.