Yeah...sorry! I could it Rivendale not Rivendell but i have changed it all and the summary! Hope you enjoy the next chapters, thankyou for the reviews x Oh, does anyone know a site i can go on where i can learn Tolkiens elvish language for my story? Thanks x
Chapter two
Kili couldn't help put wish he was eating the fruit and pastries back At Rivendell, He was stuck with lumpy porridge. Arwen and Minerà had insisted on him taking the disgusting liquid so when no one was looking, he rinsed his mouth out with it and put it back in his pack.
His necklace was getting cold so he took it off and looked at it, "The wind carries our messages Kili, i hope I see you soon too, goodbye" Kili heard, the voice was a whispy version of Minerà's and by the undisturbed faces of his friends, he presumed only he could here it.
Kili put it back on discreetly then began walking with the rest of the company. Kili felt someome grab his sword, "Who- Ugh, Fili give it back" Kili said, making a grab for it. Fili chuckled and moved.
"Fili" he growled but was smiling. Thorin turned, hearing his nephews chuckle. "Aw! Is little Kili to small?" Fili chuckled as Kili growled.
"Give it back!" Kili moaned, he tackled his brother and grabbed his sword. "You are definitely the evil brother" Kili said, "How so? Your the dark one" "I'm the youngest, handsome one and i am way more cheerful".
"Are you saying I'm miserable?" "No Fili, i am saying if anyone was evil it would be you" "Lies!" The brothers started playfully bickering until They reached the forest. Everything turned cold and dark and Kili shivered.
"Are you scared little brother?" Fili asked, "No!" "You are" "Am not" "are" "Not" "are" "not" They continued this until a twig snapped and the company froze.
"Kili...ready your bow" Thorin hissed, Kili slowly readied his bow nervously. The company drew their swords and an orcish battle cry rang out.
Orcs ran out from every angle, But the company was prepared, "Kili! Shoot them!" Thorin yelled. Kili shot with perfect aim and killed 4 but he was forced to use his sword.
As usual Fili and Kili fought next to eachother, Wargs swarmed out and They were almost overwhelmed. Thorin was hacking at wargs, slitting throats and stabbing at whatever non-dwarf came his way.
Fili turned to see a great big form lumbering at him, a warg. Before Fili could react the warg jumped on him and he grabbed a stick and shoved in his jaws. Stopping the beast from mauling him.
Kili turned to see Fili on the floor with A warg trying to maul him. Kili ran and slashed its back, he stabbed it in the back but it didn't falter.
Kili growled and brought the sword down on it's neck, he did it again and again and the head rolled off. Fili stood up, "Thanks, you could have found a cleaner way to do it though" Fili grinned.
Kili and Fili continued fighting, Dwalin swinging his axe and looking terrifying. All was looking good, Thorin looked around, orcs and Wargs littered the ground, dead.
Fili ran to help Ori who was struggling with two orcs against him. Together they fought them off. Kili sliced on orc across the chest before stabbing it.
He turned around and a scar-riddled orc stood there, before Kili had time to react he grabbed Kilis coat and pulled him forward. A sharp pain twisted in his side. The orc pulled the sword out and that caused Kili to cry out.
Thorin heard a agonising cry ring out, he turned and saw his youngest nephew clutching his side and fall to the ground.
Fili heard it too he spun around and saw exactly what Thorin saw. "KILI!" he shouted, both Fili and Thorin ran to him, beheading the Orc on their way.
Fili knelt down where Kili was unconscious, shaking him desperately. The orcs fled, knowing a defeat. "Kili? Kili!" Fili was really panicking. Thorin winced, a long deep gash on his arm bled heavily but Kili is what mattered now.
Gandalf pushed past and hovered his hand above Kili's forhead. "The blade has caused no severe damage...he is losing blood and the blade was poisoned" Gandalf said. "What do we do" snapped Thorin, scared stiff for his nephew.
"There is only one thing we can do...take him to Rivendell"
'No, no, no, no' thought Minerà, her and Arwen rushed down the halls to the healing house. Elrond had told them Kili was injured.
They ran in to see Thorin Oakensheild having his arm cleaned and stitched up (And he did not look happy about it). Then in the end bed Kili was lying unconscious. They rushed over, Thorin scowled and growled. The blonde dwarf was watching Kili being worked on.
They were stitching his wound up and it looked incredibly painful, they had given him a sleeping draught. Thorin and the rest of the dwarves didn't like how well they seemed to know Kili.
Arwen and Minerà kneeled by Kili, ignoring his brother's glare. "What happened to him?" Arwen asked in Elvish, "He was stabbed by an orc, the poison is being treated" a healer replied also in Elvish.
Minerà sighed, "Who are you?" Fili snapped, "I'm Minerà and this is Lady Arwen" she replied briskly, rather insulted by his tone. "Who are you?" "I'm Fili, Kili's brother".
"You look nothing alike, are you older?" Arwen asked, "Yes" She decided to stop asking questions, Fili obviously disliked them with a passion. "He shall be okay with the bleeding, the poison is causing a fever...he is severely ill" The healer said to Thorin.
Thorin couldn't speak, he couldn't loose his nephew, he meant the world to him, they both did. It was obvious to Thorin that Fili was biting back tears, his head bowed and eyes closed.
"You have a similar poison Master Thorin, we shall treat you but you both need rest" The healer insisted. Thorin grumbled and choose the bed opposite Kilis. Fili reluctantly left to join the others, after being practically dragged out by Gandalf and Bilbo.
Arwen smiled down at Kili and blessed him in Elvish, She would inform her father of Kili's condition. Minerà sat in a chair beside him. Staring down at him.
Thorin noticed she was young, Kilis age, maybe a few inches taller than Kili. Her hair was golden waves and reached to her waist, her eyes where deep blue and thoughtful. She was very beautiful. Thorin sat up.
"Why do you stay with my nephew?" he asked, she looked up, mildly shocked at his question. "Oh...we became good friends, Arwen and Elrond too, he is so sweet...and funny" she smiled. Thorin slowly nodded.
"There is something there...more than friendship, i see it in your eyes" he said, She looked up shocked. "Master Dwarf! I will not allow you accuse me off-" "You feel for him...don't you?" he narrowed his eyes, fury burning inside him.
Minerà tried to think of something to say but found nothing. "If I do or if i don't is no concern of yours!" she snapped, "How dare you!" Thorin growled, standing up.
"Excuse me?" "How dare you, he is a dwarven prince, you are an Elven healer, our enemy! It is bad enough you attempted to twist his mind by teaching him your cursed tongue but having feelings of love for my nephew!" Thorin was almost bellowing, Minerà jumped up.
"You do not deserve him as your kin Thorin Oakensheild!" she said befoee fleeing the room.
Thorin gazed down at his sleeping nephew, feeling light headed he sat on his own bed, letting sleep consume him.
Kili slowly woke up, he blinked a few times and gathered his bearings. He sat up slowly, his side felt like someone had ripped a chunk out. He lifted his shirt to see it bandaged, fresh.
Kili groaned and rubbed his head, he had a bad headache, he felt too hot as if he was in boiling water and he was dizzy and aching all over. He looked around, he was in the house of healing in Rivendell!
He was too weak to smile, it took most of his strength to sit up and now he slumped back down. Thorins form appeared in the doorway, a bandaged arm sticking out like a sore thumb.
"Kili? Kili!" he grinned, "Fili!" he called before walking upto Kili. "We thought you were going to die! Did i teach you nothing when you were a child? Be aware of everything!" Thorin was smiling, Kili smiled weakly back.
Fili burst in, eyes wide with shock and fear. He saw Kili awake and his eyes softened, breathing a sigh of relief he rushed to his side. "You idiot! You scared ne! I thought you were gonna die!" Fili said.
"Sorry" Kili mumbled, still tired. The room was filled with dwarves soon after, joking and laughing. "You were right about the pastries" whispered Fili. Kili nodded and smiled weakly, The dwarves all said goodbye and only Thorin and Fili remained with Dwalin.
"We thought you had died when it first happened Laddie!" said Dwalin, "You regain your strength and we'll be out of here soon enought aye?" Dwalin grinned and left him be.
Arwen and Elrond rushed in, smiling. "Kili! Your awake!" squealed Minerà, "You seem to keep coming back to us" smiled Arwen, the room seemed to light up. Kili smiled.
Fili stiffened and set his face into a stone mask, Thorin also stiffened and glared, especially at Minerà.
"You always seem to get yourself hurt" Arwen grinned at him, "Ladies...i think my nephew needs rest" Thorin said coldly. Arwen gave Kili a pat on the shoulder and a kiss on the cheek, much to Fili and Thorins displeasure and wished the dwarves well before leaving.
Minerà gave Thorin an Icy look. "You may try to keep me away but it will never work" she snapped, she turned back to Kili and smiled, "Get well soon Kili, i wish you well dear...friend" she smiled and left.
Thorin relaxed and filled Fili in on the details of his and Minerà's conversion, while Kili asleep. Well, they thought he was asleep, Kili heard every word.
Minerà crept into Kilis room, the healers had given him medicine to fight the poison and he was doing well but had a fever. The other dwarfs had insisted on staying as a group, sleeping on there bed rolls in a glass conservatory.
Kili was awake and looked over to see Minerà walk in and sit in the chair. "Minerà?, i heard my uncle tell my brother what you said...do you have other feeling for me? Beside friendship?" Kili whispered, the room was dark.
Minerà looked down, "You make me feel happy, like a normal person. I am different to other elves, like you are different to other dwarves. Our races have history but we can overcome that Kili...i love you, not as a friend but as something else" she admitted.
Kili was silent, carefully going through things in his mind. When he was ready he cleared his throat. "Minerà, you are beautiful, caring and Fun. Nothing would make me happier than to be with you...but we cannot, our history is to great and our families would definitely hate it" Kili said regrettably.
"Who cares! I do not! If we want to be together then we could! Name one thing that could stop us" Minerà hissed.
"Height difference, race history, families, homes, life style" he listed, Minerà growled lightly.
"I can get Gandald to make me shorter, who cares about history it is now, If out families cared for us they would want us to be happy, we can start a home in a knew location Kili! And finally, i am used to a high life, you a normal life but if what i hear from lord Elrond is true...we can make Erebor our home" Minerà answered.
Kili was silent, Minerà breathed heavily. "Will you wait?" He asked, "Pardon?" "When we reclaim Erebor and i am prince we can do all of those things!" Kili grinned.
"Really! Yes! Of course i will wait, you are worth it" Minerà hugged Kili, letting him go when he winced and gasped. "You don't mind about being a dwarf?" he chuckled, "No!". They laughed and spent the night talking and planning.
Unaware A person outside had heard everything. They didn't know whether or not to tell Thorin...
So who's overheard them? More hurt Kili next chapter and a little less romance, THORIN will be SO angry and thats when Kili is hurt and oh i have so much planned! PLEASE REVIEW! X