A/N: I forgot to mention this last chapter, but Bilbo found the ring before he woke Syrena up.
Chapter Five
The Company ran. Unfortunately, they ran right up to the edge of the cliff with a long drop off of it. Syrena cursed colorfully in a mixture of Elvish and Latin, glaring darkly at the ground. What the hell did they do know? Hide in the trees? Her eyes lit up at the thought.
"Up in the trees! Hurry!" she yelled, beginning to climb the nearest tree, which happened to be right on the edge.
The dwarves ran up into the threes around them, Harry and Teddy going up the same one as Fili and Kili, though Harry waited until everyone was off the ground to do so. All of them watched as Wargs ran through the trees, growling and sniffing. And then they saw him. The pale orc.
"Azog." Thorin whispered, disbelief and hate flashing through his eyes.
Syrena's gaze snapped to him. "I thought he was dead." she said as she focused her healing magic on her wounds, healing them as much as she could. She opened her bag and summoned a blood replenisher potion and quickly downed it, along with a pepper-up.
"As did I."
When the pale orc, Azog, began to speak, staring straight at Thorin as he did so, Syrena knew his words were nothing good. The hatred in Thorin's eyes grew. After a few more words from the orc leader, the wargs began to attack, leaping up at the trees as they tried to get to the dwarves. The trees began to fall like dynamos due to the weight and the dwaves, Bilbo, Harry, and Teddy leapt through the trees until they were all on the one on the edge. Letting out a growl, Syrena called forth her flames and felt her palm warm as fire flickered to life in them. She threw fireball after fireball at the wargs as Gandalf, inspired by her attacks, began to light pinecones on fire and passes them to the dwarves to throw at the wargs. Harry calls forth his earth abilities and manipulates the trees, hitting wargs with the branches and trapping them in the roots. Their small victory was short lived when they tree they were on began to fall until it was horizontal, the roots barely keeping it on the edge. Harry fell before he could get a good grip on the tree and plummeted through the air.
"Harry!" numerous voices yelled in fear and panic.
"Don't worry." Syrena smiled reassuringly at them. "He's got wings too."
The moment she ended that sentence, Harry's glamour dropped. His skin turned a bluish-green, brown marking similar to Syrena's on his face and hands. Beautiful aquamarine and dark brown feathers with hints of gold sprouted from his back and quickly caught the wind. He glided for a moment before he shot up with powerful beats of his wings, catching Ori, who had began to fall. Dori fell as well, but Gandalf quickly held down his staff, which Dori grasped tightly. Syrena saw Thorin's gaze lock with Azog's, fierce determination in his eyes. When he stood, she knew exactly what he planned to do. He ran at and attacked Azog, only to be knocked aside. Syrena climbed up when she saw the white warg bit into Thorin's side. She, along with Bilbo to her surprise, ran to help him, Syrena taking out Abyss, her black battle trident. Twirling it expertly, she sliced an orc's throat before she pulled her arm back and threw the trident as if it were a spear- right at the white warg. The trident sunk deeply into it's head, it's jaw falling open just enough for Thorin to drop out of it. Azog snarled viciously and turned furious pale blue eyes on her. She smirked at him.
"Veni, et educ me, asshole."
Azog snarled and lunged at her, swinging his weapon as he did so. Syrena dodged it easily and grinned darkly at him, eyes promising agony.
"This is for Thorin, dipshit. Fiendfyre!"
Immediately, a giant basilisk made of flames burst from her palms, hissing threateningly and aggressively as it shot towards Azog, hitting him square in the chest before the pale orc could dodge. With a yell of agony, the orc fell, clutching his severly burned torso as flames ate at his skin, the scent of burnt flesh in the air. With a flick of her wrist, the serpent of flames disappeared. Being a creature of fire, Syrena had deadly control over that particular spell.
Glaring down at the pale orc, Syrena sneered at him. "I will not kill you. I save that honor for Thorin." she hissed, eyes flashing a reddish orange, almost resembling liquid flames for a moment.
Azog snarled something in black speech and the wargs attacked and Syrena once again grabbed Abyss, which had returned to it's sheath on her back. She attack those that dared come near her while Bilbo guarded Thorin, who was still on the ground. The others, minus a few, joined the attack. It was seconds later when the giant eagles came, throwing the wargs off the cliff and snatching up the dwarves. When one went to grab Syrena, she waved it off and dropped her glamour before running off the cliff, doing a flip as she did so. She flew beside the eagle that had Teddy on it's back, Harry on it's other side. Syrena threw her twin a smirk.
"It feels good, doesn't it? Flying again."
Harry nodded. "I missed this." he admitted.
"As did I, big brother, as did I."
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Harry landed on the ground beside Thorin and knelt by the dwarf's side, placing his hands on his chest and torso. His hands began to glow with a golden light as he began to heal the dwarf king, the others watching intensively. Dwalin looked up at Syrena.
"What's he doin'?" he asked her.
"Healing him." she told him. She looked the group over. "Does anybody else need healing?"
Many shakes of heads and no's went around.
"He's going to be fine." Harry spoke up as Thorin's eyes opened.
Dwalin and Kili helped the dwarf, who was now staring at Bilbo, stand.
"You! What were you doing? You nearly got yourself killed! Did I not say you would be a burden? That you would not survive in the wild and that you have no place amongst us?" Thorin said aggressively, staring the hobbit down. "I've never be so wrong in my life." he added, pulling Bilbo into a hug, to which the dwarves, Harry, and Teddy began cheering. When Thorin pulled back, he gave the hobbit a quick look over, checking for injuries. "Forgive me for doubting you."
"No, it's fine. I would have doubted me too." Bilbo replied, making Syrena snort.
Harry turned to his sister, eyes narrowed. "Weren't you badly injured?"
"I was, yes, but I healed most of the damage." Syrena told him.
Harry sighed and motioned for her to come closer. "Let me look you over. I don't trust you when it comes to injuries."
Syrena pouted, though she walked up to him. She felt his magic wash over her and focus on her head and back. Seconds later, she could feel her flesh stitch back together, leaving only thin scars.
"You'll be fine." he told her.
She grinned at him. "Of course I will."
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*Veni, et educ me means 'come and get me' in latin.