Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story line. Everything else is credited to the imaginations of J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson.

Fili was exhausted. He and Kili had been forced to walk mile after mile without stopping before they were finally aloud to stop for the night. The only fortune Fili could find was that they were both still alive and that they seemed to be heading back towards the Blue Mountains, but, Mahal, his leg hurt. He failed to understand how his pain could escalate so quickly after walking for a while.

Fili and Kili were brought to a halt in a clearing a few miles from where they were captured. The orcs around them began setting up camp and preparing what they called "dinner".

Kili was about to sit down to rest his tired body when two orcs grabbed hold of him. The orcs cut his bonds, brought him to a tree and retied his hands behind the tree. The orcs were turning to leave when one of them turned to Kili and kicked him in the stomach. Kili slid down the tree and drew his legs up to his chest and gasped for breath.

When Kili was finally able to catch his breath and the haze left his mind, he could hear Fili's voice calling to him in a whisper.

"Kili... Kili, are you okay?"

Kili looked up to where he heard his brother calling from to see Fili tied to the tree across from him.

"Yeah... I.. I think so." Kili managed to wheeze.

"When I get my hands on them-"

"You'll make them wish they'd never been born? I reckon that's just about impossible." Kili remarked.

"You underestimate me, brother. I'll find a way to get out of this." Fili tugged at the rope around his wrists.

"I only hope it's sooner rather than later. They're already tearing into our prize catch." Kili stared hungrily at the boar hanging over the fire. Various orcs were already tearing pieces off, even though it had to be way undercooked.

"Selfish, conniving pigs." Fili spat, "Those creatures care for nothing but their own survival and pleasure."

"They certainly seemed fond of that Shabuk fellow I offed back at the clearing." Kili said.

"That's just bull. They're looking for a reason to hurt you... or us, I mean."

Kili rolled his eyes, "It's not like they need a reason. Having no reason never stopped them before."

The brothers conversation was interrupted by Noluk stomping up to them. He was carrying a very sharp looking dagger in his hand.

"What are our two guests up to now." He asked.

"What's it to you?" Fili asked, sending a glare the orcs way.

"Hmmm... Didn't take you for the talker. Your friend here seemed always the one to voice his opinions." Noluk moved to face Fili.

"I prefer not to stoop to your level. I might get dirty." Fili smirked at his own remark. If they were going to be tortured, he would gladly keep Noluk occupied as long as he could to keep the dagger away from Kili.

"Bold words for a dwarf, and, considering our positions, it seems I'll have to be the one stooping." Noluk smiled, "But you're not the one I came to see."

Noluk turned around to face Kili and bent down beside him. "It would seem, little dwarf, that we have some unfinished business."

Noluk took the dagger and placed it on Kili's face, just below his right cheekbone, and cut. Kili gasped at the sudden pain but then immediately sealed his lips. He needed to be strong for Fili's sake.

Noluk moved the knife to Kili's left temple and slowly cut a line down to his cheek.

Kili kept his lips sealed, but Fili could see in his eyes the pain that he was in.

"Stop!" Fili shouted.

"Fili, don't!" Kili pleaded his brother.

Noluk seemed interested at this turn of events. "You care deeply about that dwarf- Fili was it?- don't you?"

Kili wouldn't say anything more. He kept his lips sealed.

"Kusk! Bring me the whip!".

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THE NEXT DAY IN ERID LUIN:

Thorin had just finished up his work at the forge and was on his way home to Dis. The boys should be back by too, he supposed. It would be nice to see what they came back with. Both boys, especially Kili, were very excited for their trip. They were the best hunters in Erid Luin, and it certainly payed off.

Thorin walked up to the door and paused. He didn't hear the usual laughter and rowdy noises he would normally hear when he came home from the forges. It was eerily quiet. He didn't even hear Dis singing over her cooking.

Thorin quietly pushed the door open and looked around. There was no one in the entryway, but he swore he heard some noise in the kitchen, only, it sounded like crying.

Thorin walked into the kitchen to investigate. Dis was sitting at the table facing the opposite direction. She didn't seem to notice that Thorin was home.

"Dis?" Thorin said gently.

Startled, Dis whipped around to face her brother. She had tears in her eyes and her hair was a mess. "Thorin." She relaxed a bit once she saw it was only her brother.

"What's wrong? Where are the boys?" Thorin inquired, suddenly startled that they weren't there.

Dis sniffled before she answered, "They never came home, Thorin. They're still out there somewhere. I just... I can't help but feel that something terrible has happened."

"Dis," Thorin moved to sit in the chair next to her, "They could just be late, you know boys, they're always getting distracted with the world around them."

"But they've never been late before. I told them to come straight home. They were supposed to be here this morning." More tears began to well up in her eyes.

This morning? Thorin didn't know they were supposed to be back that early. It was nearly night fall, now. He was starting to get concerned himself now. After his nephews had left he had heard the rumors of orcs in the woods, but he didn't take them seriously. He wouldn't worry his sister with that knowledge. She was scared enough as it was. To make her think that her sons could be in the hands of those vile creatures would tear her apart.

"Dis, I will take a group of my most trusted dwarves to take the path they took. I will bring them home. I promise." Thorin placed his hand on Dis's and kissed her forehead. He then rose from his seat and walked out the door.

Thorin had a mission and he would not return without some bit of news for his sister. Something to show where her sons disappeared to.

That's the end of chapter 6. I liked this one but I hope to get some more action in the next chapter. I hope you guys are enjoying this, it's taking up a lot of my free time. :) Also I left an Easter egg in this chapter for those of you who have seen Poldark.