Evil Bilbo
Thorin told him to stay inside Erebor. The Company insisted on it, too.
So, here he was. Inside the dwarf kingdom alone, while Thorin and Company left. They went to the frontlines, leaving the worried Bilbo behind. How cruel of them. Have they already forgotten that no matter what danger they face, he is still a member of Company?
And then, there was Thorin. And Bilbo.
The news about orcs crossing the borderlines of Erebor couldn´t be worse timed. As the King, he has to defend his people, who just came back home recently. This was their home.
Where does all of this leave Bilbo? He isn´t a dwarf. He is a hobbit. He loves the King, but the King maybe loves him and The King has other things on his mind constantly. He wanted to help out with rebuilding Erebor to its once glory, but Thorin managed just fine without him... until the urgent news delivered by that poor dwarf destroyed his high hopes for him and Thorin!
Nasty orcs! How dare they!
When he finally made up his mind to confess once more (Lady Dis convinced him more or less). The Ballad and the feast were perfect opportunities. Bilbo was angry at Thorin and Company and mostly at himself that he stayed behind and listened to them. He stood up. Time to initiate his plan to join them.
"That´s it! I am not gonna stay here any longer and worry till the world ends! I have to go and see what I can do." He said to himself, because he was alone in the chamber that was given to him on the first day of his stay in Erebor.
His arm was halfway healed, all thanks to Oin´s care. It still hurt a little, but he knew he had to go outside and find Thorin. Bilbo feared that something bad was happening. Bilbo hastily exited the ´safe room´ and looked around the hallways. All of the warriors were gone. They probably left to fight with Thorin for their home.
Bilbo told himself that if only he will be in a situation that was life threatening, only then he would use the Ring. The Ring was magical and it was proven to be helpful in the past and it may be useful when he needed to disappear from a danger. But for some reason even Bilbo didn´t know, he had a bad feeling about the Ring. The Ring was safe, hanging on the necklace Lady Dis gave him. She mistook the Ring for an engagement ring. Bilbo chuckled at that. If only he and Thorin were at least engaged... his life would have a meaning again.
Bilbo slowly and carefully made his way out through the empty halls. The guards at the front gate were gone, so he wasn´t hindered by them. With the Sting in his right hand, he ran out to the open battlefield.
He heard battle cries and the sound of thousands of swords, axes, spears, lances, maces and hammers clashing against each other. He hoped he wasn´t too late...
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The King under the Mountain was doing his best to protect his nephews and friends. They fought scattered all around the battlefield. The reinforcements from Iron Hills still haven´t arrived. Neither the Men or Elves. They were outnumbered. If this keeps on going, they will be defeated. He had to find Azog and kill him. He owed it to himself and to his people. With that thought he killed two orcs at once, severing off their heads. In the distance, he saw how Kili took out something big and white with his arrows. And there, he saw Azog. Thorin ran to aid his nephews. No more! No more family members will be killed by that pale bastard! He dashed towards him. Azog stared at him and completely ignored Kili and Fili, who had their hands full with protecting each other. Thorin knew they would take care of each other.
He stopped before the pale orc. This was his battle alone.
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Bilbo was scared. He didn´t await so much blood and bodies all around the place. The sight was horrifying him. What can he, a mere hobbit with no real fighting abilities do to help? If only he could help somehow. Do something to help Thorin to win this. Of only he had the power needed to protect them! He would do anything to ensure their safety. Yes, even at the cost of his own life.
Thorin nor any other members of Company were near him. He watched as dwarves killed orcs or vice versa. Bilbo was paralyzed. When he saved Thorin that day, he felt brave. But now, he knew that in a real combat, he had no chance. Bilbo regretted that he declined the numerous offers to train he obtained from Kili and Fili on the quest. He was useless here.
This all was too gruesome to be true. His worst nightmare became a cruel reality when a large goblin out of nowhere assaulted him with its´s giant mace. Bilbo on reflex rolled away, but he was frozen in fear.
Then a voice resonated in his mind.
Let me take over. I will help you and your dear dwarves. I have the power to help you.
Bilbo thought that he must be hallucinating, because all he heard were yells and pained groans.
In the meantime, the goblin who stared at Bilbo was slowly moving closer.
Put the Ring on. Or else you´ll die!"
The voice... he thought that he has completely lost his mind, but what other option did he have?
In the spur of the moment, he tore the pretty necklace Lady Dis gave him and put the Ring on his finger.
His consciousness was blinded and he felt like he left his body behind and as someone else took control over his body. The experience was overwhelming.
He closed his eyes and a dark aura enveloped his small frame. When he opened his eyes again, they were looking very different and not like the hobbit´s eyes at all.
They were black with a fiery pupil burning inside.
He was free. Finally! After all these years of waiting!
He didn´t have time to celebrate, because a large goblin was about to smash him to the ground. He slid behind the large goblin and killed him with one precise stab beneath the ribs. Goblin fell to the ground, dead.
He felt powerful like never before. He made his way on the battle field, slaying every orc that dared to cross his path. Surprised dwarves only blinked at the sight of a small hobbit slaying orcs and their enemies falling dead before them, slain by the hobbit.
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While Bilbo who was influenced by the dark powers of the Ring and his true owner made his way thorugh the battle field, Thorin was caught in a fierce battle with Azog The Defiler. They battled for an eternity, or so it seemed.
They both knew. One of them falls and then it´s victory for the one last standing. Thorin had to defeat Azog. But the orc was a formidable opponent. He needed to win. For his people, kingdom and for Bilbo, who was probably worrying himself out over him and Company. At least he was safe.
Azog was very strong. Thorin parried with his sword, but Azog swung his mace viciously, Orcrist was knocked out from his hands. Thorin quickly looked around and saw a thick branch. Azog attacked him time and time again, not giving Thorin any chance for grabbing back his Orcrist or any other weapon from the fallen enemies of allies.
This was looking very bad for him and his people.
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This little creature has proved to be worthy of taking control over. He was by no means strong, but should be more than enough before he gathers enough energy to materialise his former body. He needed a body to renew his dark powers and right now, he was caught in meaningless battle.
If this little hobbit or whatever dies, then it´s all over again. He waited far too long. Gollum was a nobody, not really usable. He needed a pure body of someone like this hobbit.
This body wasn´t particularly strong, but it was fast. And he didn´t even try his magic out yet.
That hobbit was willing to do anything to stop the orcs from winning, even going so far than letting him take over the control of his body. He put the soul of the hobbit in the labyrinth. He would never find the exit and see the light of the day again. He would make sure of it.
He didn´t know what drove the hobbit, but now he was controlling his body. The Ring was the only thing he needed. He will teach that hobbit how it feels to lose everything. He will kill the only one he wanted so desperately to save. And he will die by his own hands.
Oh... he will kill the King under the Mountain and destroy all other kingdoms, all fools who would try to stop him from his revenge. Because he is The Dark Lord, Sauron and he will destroy Middle Earth.
The Dark Lord didn´t know how much the world has changed while he was fleshless. It didn´t matter. Soon all of Middle Earth will be cast under his rule. Soon, the world will witness the rebirth of Sauron, the Dark Lord.
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Kili was out of arrows and pulled out his sword and slew one orc who was about to attack him. Fili was fighting alongside him. It was a never ending, tiresome battle. The orcs just kept coming, no matter how many they killed. The others didn´t fare much better. Dwalin, Balin, Ori, Nori, Dori, Oin,Gloin, Bofur, Bifur and Bombur were battling for their lives. As did every dwarf on the battle field. Kili stopped counting how many he killed after sixty and he did his best to concentrate. He still had a lot of energy left and with his brother by his side, he had nothing to fear.
Kili was only worried about their Uncle, who fought alone in the middle with Azog. Uncle was very strong, but Azog someone who would match his strenght.
He prayed in his mind for Uncle´s life.
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He ran thorugh many battles, killing the useless orcs. He will need an army. But one more mightier. The Nine were his generals and minions who were under his rule. When he was defeated that time, the Nine disappeared. With no Master or Ring calling them, they were only wandering spirits in the realm of the dead, never finding peace.
He will bring them back later, now he should find the dwarf King, Thorin Oakenshield, the one the hobbit wanted to survive in this all-out war.
As long as the Ring is on his finger, he has nothing to fear and the hobbit will never take control over his body again. With that he grinned as he finally saw the King battling with a pale orc. He ran towards them, evading the dwarves and orcs in his path, his eyes focused on the downed dwarf, with nothing but a branch in his hand.
The hobbit must have some relation with the King. Or else he wouldn´t have gone outside. His uselessness consumed him and that´s where he used his tacticts to get what he wanted. Freedom and temporal body.
He stabbed the worthless pale orc repeatedly, enjoying the feeling of blood seeping out of the orc, then down the sword and on his hands.
The orc fell to the ground with a loud thud, dead.
Now he focused on the dwarf King, who looked very surprised and shocked. He stood up and approached him slowly.
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Thorin couldn´t believe his eyes. Just before he thought that the situation was hopeless - Bilbo killed Azog! He approached the hobbit and without any words, he hugged him tightly. Bilbo didn´t return his hug. Thorin thought that he was still in shock at what he did.
"Bilbo! I thought I have told you to stay inside! Why are you here? I knew I should have locked you inside your room. But, I suppose it was for the better. You saved my life." Thorin let go of the unmoving hobbit, who clutched his Sting and had a grin on his face. Then Thorin looked closer and saw that Bilbo´s eyes were... different. He had never seen such eyes before in his life.
Bilbo started to laugh. His laugh was filled with poisonous evil. It spread around and soon everyone who was close stopped fighting and was searching for the source of that creepy laugh.
The orcs started to run away and dwarves killed them off before they had escaped.
Bilbo laughed on, his voice stroke fear in the battle hardened dwarves.
Thorin didn´t know what happened to his hobbit. "Bilbo? Are you...alright?" Thorin asked. Bilbo stopped laughing and raised up his sword and attacked him. The dwarf King blocked , not really getting what was happening anymore. Bilbo attacked him relentlessly, laughing.
"BILBO! STOP! I DON´T WANT TO HURT YOU!" The hobbit laughed maniacally, swinging his sword from side to side. "Why are you attacking me?!" Thorin asked, not really waiting for an answer, while he blocked Sting with the branch. Thorin really didn´t want to hurt Bilbo. What came over him?!
Bilbo stopped his assault and he threw Sting away. In that moment, the Company and Gandalf arrived on the Eagles. They dropped off the Eagles, Gandalf landed before Bilbo and Thorin.
Gandalf pointed his staff at the hobbit. "THORIN! GET AWAY FROM HIM!" Thorin complied and moved away, the fear in Gandalf´s voice plagued him. What in the name of Mahal is happening?!
Gandalf was still pointing at Bilbo, who grinned like crazy. "Who are you and what have you done to Bilbo! Answer me!"
Bilbo (or not?) tilted his head to the side, watching the tense group of unwanted people around him. He raised up his hand with the Ring and looked at the wizard.
"I am not obliged to tell you who I am, but this time I will enlighten you, Wizard. I am the Dark Lord, Sauron!"
The reaction when he said that cursed name made everyone freeze on the spot. Everyone except Gandalf. He hurled out a huge flaming ball towards Bilbo.
Thorin´s heart tightened in his chest. "NOOO!" He yelled out, many other similiar screams joined his. The Dark Lord in Bilbo´s body stopped the fiery ball with a single hand. It disappeared in small fumes.
"Quite amusing. But only one needeth perish. Now... BE GONE!" He summoned a large circle around Gandalf. Before he could escape, it enveloped him and he was imprisoned in a floating orb. The Dark Lord turned his attention to Company. Kili and Fili snapped out of their shock as first ones of the group and they threw themselves at him, restraining his hands. "Bilbo! Come back to us!" Fili screamed."You have to fight him! Bilbo!" Kili added.
The Dark Lord groaned. No one is going to stop him from his revenge against Middle Earth. No one! With an unseen force, both brothers were thrown away from him. Thorin caught his nephews. "Do not do anything until I say so!" He ordered the rest of the Company.
The Dark Lord giggled. "What do you want to do, dwarf? You won´t hurt me. None of you will. Not that you could. Because this body belongs to someone you all want to live on. Especially you, dwarf King."
Thorin gritted his teeth. Of course he wouldn´t hurt Bilbo´s body! He made two small steps forward, looking into the strange and creepy eyes. "Return him. Return him! Give back Bilbo and leave his body at once!" The Dark Lord shook his head, smiling. "He will never return back. I banished him to eternal nightmare! He can´t hear you!"
Thorin´s eyes widened as his legs gave out on him, the cruel reality too much for him to handle. He wanted to tell him his feelings tonight and he hoped that Bilbo would agree to stay with him. He wanted to be with him and now, he brought only death to his people, friends. He let down Bilbo, who deserved to be happy and to live. He buried his face in his hands. "No... BILBO!"
The Dark Lord in Bilbo´s body approached the dwarf King, who was left hopeless.
The end of the dwarf King´s life was near.
