I sit in Rivendale nervously. It's about dinnertime and Kili still isn't back. Kili would never miss dinner.
"Thorin can we please go look for Kili?" I ask.
"Not yet. Give Elrond and his men time to look." Thorin said and put his hand on Fili's shoulder. Fili knew that his uncle would never get help from elves but now he is and it proves that he would do anything for him and his brother.
"It's ok. He's gonna be back any minute now." Bofur says and pats Fili on the back before sitting down to eat.
I just hope my uncle is right.
Blood is gushing out of my nose and mouth. My body aches from the beating that I got from the wargs.
"Let me go!" I yell trying to get out of the bounds they gave me.
"You brought me a dwarf not the dwarf king!" yelled a deep angry voice. I turn my head and see a huge pale orc yelling at the others.
"No! You're dead! You died years ago!" I yell.
Azog turns towards me and laughs. "You look a lot like Thorin the dwarf king. You must be a son." He says and comes to stroke my cheek.
"He's my uncle!" I snarl at him and I pull my face away from his.
"You are a very nice prize to lure Thorin and his dwarfs out of Rivendale." He chuckles and says something in orcish.
What have I gotten myself into?
I hear hoof beats. I look up and see Elrond ride into the stone path that leads to the city.
"Thorin! He's back!" I yell to my uncle. Everyone rushes to Elrond.
"Well have you found him?" asks Thorin.
Elrond's face is unreadable. He dismounts his horse and takes a bow out of his saddlebag. Kili's bow. "Is this Kili's bow?"
"Yes." Thorin replies with a hint of pain in his voice.
"Is this his horse?" he asks and brings Shamrock out.
"Shamrock!" I yell. Shamrock was covered in an enormous amount of blood and was limping on his right front leg. Kili would never leave Shamrock or his bow behind.
"This is all we found. The only other thing was blood. A fair amount too."
No, no, no, no! Kili can't be dead. "We can look in the morning. Maybe you missed him!"
"I'm sorry but we would have found him already. He may be a captive though." Elrond says.
I let out a cry and fall to my knees. My baby brother is missing and more likely dead.
"I am sorry." Elrond says before leaving.
"Noooo. I cannot be." I wail. I feel my uncle grasp my shoulders tight.
"He saved my life today. He probably saved everyone in this company's life today. He did an honorable thing."
Those words gave me no comfort. My baby brother was never coming home.
I lay on the ground gasping for breath. I see Azog fling his mace at my chest and I hear a bunch of cracks. I scream out in pain.
"We shall go and visit the Goblin King so he can hold this one while we hunt the rest down." Snarls Azog.
I feel myself lifted onto a warg's back and an orc tie me to it. I have a bad feeling I will never see my family again. At least alive.