Disclaimer: I don't own Thranoduil or Smaug..((Me wishes I did)).
He woke with a jolt, the gold cascading down the mound in which he was upon. He was in Smaug's lair, and that was not a good thing.
The first thing he wanted to do, was scream as loud as loud as he could and run ..he didn't do that of course, so instead, he slowly stood up, cuts and scrapes scattered across his limbs, need i mention he was only wearing light armor, in which is basically nothing against a Fire he moved, the gold underneath his feet moved, causing him to slip once or twice, and when he actually slipped, he would land on something big, and I mean BIG.
A low growl sounded as the "tiny" male fell into the dragon's paw, the male in question..is Thranduil, Elvenking..so lost, cold, and definitely scared out of his he landed, the dragon shot up, causing gokd fo be flung in every which way, his fiery gaze set upon the Elf.
'My, my, what a surprise.. "The dragon's , low voice cracked with age as he reached out with a large paw, taking the King within his claws, squeezing he male until he struggled to breathe.
"Now..I bet you are wondering how you got here"
He teased, tilting his head to the side dragon chuckled lowly.
"Maybe it's time to let go of those men you seem to trust.."
Thranduil struggled as much as he could, remembering he had a small knife on the belt under his armor..only if he could reach it..
"Why am I here..and what are you planning, Demon?! "The "fairy-man" screamed with anger, he groped with his ..well..slightly free hand towards belt, his fingers lightly brushing tip of the Himself and all other things for that matter, he looked around and as soon as he did the Dragon had dropped crashed against gold causing his wounds to reopen, making it even more painful for the soon as he got up he made a brave attempt to cross the gold mountains he slipped once or twice before he was caught by the hair.
"Don't even try you puny thing, you'll never escape.."The dragon bellowed as he brought the Elf up by the the poor man to scream out in pain, earning a cruel smile from his captor.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME FOR?!.."Thranduil cried, trying is best to focus on the problem, and not fainting.
"No reason..just to have a like fun..or would you like me to use your only son..oh, whats his name..?"He paused for a moment."Ah, yes..Legolas.."The name rolled off of his black tongue like silk, in an eerie way.
"Touch my son you will pay!.."The Elf threatened he did the dragonr eached back grabbing something shriek came as he pulled a figure out of another mound gold, it was Legolas, dangling from his feet, lord knows how high up.
"Now, which one to kill first..?"
Thranduil spoke up, regretting this moment for the rest of his life, if it'll last that long..that is.*
"Take me.."
That grasp the dragons attention quickly snapping his head over towards the Elf. "Oh, really..?" Smaug smiled deviously, tossing the younger Elf to the side, directing his attention to Thranduil.
"How would you like to die..hm?"He asked in sadistic tone.
"Quick, and painless, is all l ask of you.."Thranduil answered calmly, closing his eyes.
"Alright then.."
The dragon took the male's head within two talons, quickly twisting, creating a large crack that sounded through the the now lifeless body to side.
"ADA!.."