A Brothers Vow

This is now the last two chapters of the story :'(

Time has shifted forward quite a few years and Thorin has just return from the meeting with Gandalf we see in desolation of Smaug.

Chapter 9 - News

"He believes we can." Thorin muttered to Dis.

"But, Thorin can you, really?" Dis questioned.

"I believe if we have the right men then yes." Thorin stated firmly.

"And I'm guessing you'll take the boys." Dis said quietly.

"Fili of course." Thorin said awkwardly.

"What about Kili?" Dis argued, "He has as much right as any. You know Fili won't go without him."

"Dis, I…"

"Uncle, mother, what's happening?" Fili appeared at the door, he was read with breathlessness and his beard was as scruffy and wild as his straw coloured hair.

"Thorin will tell you when he wishes you to know." Dis said sternly.

"It's about the Mountain, isn't it? I have seen the signs to." Fili persisted and Thorin lowered his gaze. "We're going back, aren't we?" Fili's eyes widened and Thorin spoke up in a gruff, deep tone, "We are hoping to take a…"

"I knew it." Fili cried running towards the door, "Wait till I tell Kee!"

"Fili!" Thorin shouted after him, his calls effortless as they were carried away in the wind.

"Kili." Fili shouted as he entered the clearing. A loud 'shhhh' came from the tree tops and Fili looked up to see his brother perched up on the branches his eyes and bow fixed on a point a good 150 foot in front of him, "Deer." Kili whispered before letting the arrow fly. There was a loud thud and a groaning cry of a stag from within the tangle of vegetation. "Got it!" Kili squealed leaping from his branch, Fili thumped his brother playfully on the back and smiled at him, "What would we do without you?"

"Starve." Kili laughed unhooking the string of his bow.

"Dis is going to love you." Fili laughed and Kili's face straightened.

"But, Thorin won't."

"What in Balin's beard do you mean?" Fili looked in to his brothers warm chocolate eyes. He was fair - Fili wouldn't deny that. He was trying with no success to grow a beard like Fili's own but failed, it growing patchy and unsightly, so he'd hacked it off kept the stubble. It wasn't exactly Dwarvish, but it suited his little brother.

"Well have you heard him thank me? Ever?"

"No, but he means well." Fili persisted.

"If I killed it with an axe I bet he'd be different." Fili grabbed his brother's shoulders.

"No, stop putting yourself down, keep practising. We are going to need you and your bow on the guest the reclaim our mountain."

It took Kili a while, "A quest!" He squeal, "we are going to get Erebor back!"

"Yes!" Fili answered, but Kili's face dropped.

"He won't want me going. Oh, I can hear it now! No, Kili you are too weak! No, Kili you cannot hold your own in battle. No, Kili you are too immature."

"NO, Kee. Thorin wants us both there!" Fili encouraged.

"Really? He said that?" Kili looked sceptical.

"No exactly, but he let me tell you, so."

"I'll believe it when I hear it." Kili scoffed tucking his bow in to his quiver and starting to venture in to the undergrowth to fetch his catch.

"Fine, I'll get him to tell you himself." Fili called with a similar scoff, he turned his back and climbed out of the clearing back towards the house.

'He's lying to make me feel better.' Kili told himself as he approached the young stag on the ground, using his rope he tied the young deer's slender, muscular rear legs together and began to drag it out of the thicket. He was just about to reach the clearing when he heard a scuffling behind him, he stopped and turned to see, at his horror, a large grey coloured warg sticking his nose to the stags neck, eager to steal Kili's prize. "Go!" Kili cried throwing up his arms, scaring the birds, but the warg did not flinch. Then the realisation hit him - What is a warg doing without a rider. Them he knew, looking ahead once more he saw the tips of many arrow protruding from the overgrown bushes and weeds, all pointed him his direction.

Calmly Kili removed the bow from his back, pointed at the stag and muttered with a cheeky smirk, "Mine, scum!" Then the attack inevitably came.

Fili made it back to the house after a stumble, "Thorin." Kili called bundling through the door, "you need to come and talk to Kili. He thinks you don't want him on the quest." Hanging up his furs, Fili turned to see Thorin face stern and evenly set. "Fili. Sit down." He gestured to the bench and Fili sat obediently.

"Thorin, what?" Fili tried and Thorin started at him.

"I tried to stop you, but…" Thorin started. Fili made a face of pure disgust and rose from the table, "How?" He cried, "How could you? He is my brother he is a Durin, he deserved this chance."

"No," Thorin bellowed, "Kili is too weak, he cannot hold his own, he would not survive, he is too young, too immature."

"You!" Fili screamed, "How could you? He has every right. Every right to be there." And Fili ran, back to his brother.

End Of Chapter

One chapter left! :'(