Hi all! I know it isn't Violet Saturday yet, but as I already had this typed up and waiting, I figured I'd give you all a lil gift for now, since you've all been eager for this chapter. This will mark the end of An Unexpected Journey and the next chapter the beginning of Desolation of Smaug, and also when Violet will return home!

Review responses;

Dinosaur Imperial Soldier - Oh yes, she will definitely be having the chills at seeing Azog once more!

Outofthisworldgal - Ha! I see what you did there! And I love Gollum, his Smeagol side especially. He's kinda cute!

I always loved Gollums split personality. It makes him Precious :P

sugarbee25 - Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying it! And Violet will be, the meeting with him is not as harrowing as it was with Azog. You'll just have to see in this chapter what happens!


Nightmare Becomes Reality

"Out of the frying pan. . ." Thorin mutters.

". . .and into the fire! Run! RUN!"

We all do as Gandalf says and run down the mountain as fast as we can. The wargs following us as it becomes night-time. Soon the wargs catches up to us, cutting off some of the group with the rest of us that reach the of the cliff where a tall tree rests right on the edge.

"Up into the trees, all of you! Come on, climb! Bilbo, climb!" Gandalf orders.

Bifur throws an axe, killing a warg which was approaching him. Bofur jumps off a rock and grabs a tree branch, using Dwalin's head as a stepping stone to the tree, I would have laughed if it wasn't for the situation we were in. Other dwarves begin climbing into the trees as well.

"Vi!"

Looking up to the voice, Fili and Kili both hold a hand out and I grab on, gritting my teeth to ignore the pain in my right wrist as they lift me up into the tree. Kili puts his arm around my waist as I am on the same branch as he.

"Are you alright?" he asks.

I nod. "I'm fine."

Looking around, I make sure everything is safe in a tree, breathing a sigh of relief once I have done a mental head count. The wargs finally reach us, scrambling up the trees to try to get to us. I growl as I can hear the blood-lust in their barks, wishing to sink their teeth into our flesh.

The wargs soon cease their growling and turn, following their gaze, I freeze, feeling my blood run so cold and I pale. Kili looks to me in confusion, wondering what could have possibly caused my reaction to the pale orc. The creature that has caused me so much grief, the one who blinded me and has haunted my dreams for twenty four years. . .

"Azog?!" I hear Thorin gasp.

Looking between dwarf and orc, I wonder what history those two could have. As his white warg growls, Azog strokes it and talks ominously.

"Nuzdigid? Nuzdi gast? Ganzilig-i unarug obod nauzdanish, Torin undag Train-ob."

Thorin looks stricken with pain and grief.

"It cannot be."

Azog speaks to his wargs and Riders.

"Kod, Toragid biriz. Worori-da!"

At his command, the wargs leap forward and try to climb the trees. They jump as high as they can, scrabbling at the tree trunks and breaking apart branches in their jaws in their efforts. The trees shake violently at the assault, and we all struggle to hold on.

"Sho gad adol!"

With the weight of the wargs climbing it, the furthest tree from the edge of the cliff, which Bilbo and several other dwarves are in, gets uprooted from the ground and begins leaning wildly.

I watch helplessly as the wargs grab onto it, the tree tips over and lands on the next tree, ours; the dwarves and Bilbo jump from the falling tree to ours, and we have to jump from our tree onto the next. All too soon, the dwarves, Bilbo, Gandalf and I all cling to the last tree, on the very edge of the cliff. This tree doesn't fall over. Azog laughs.

Looking at the pale orc and the wargs with such hatred and anger in my eyes, I realise I have to do something to help. Azog already took most of my family, he won't be taking my friends. Pulling myself from Kili's hold, I swing myself off the branch and jump to the ground.

"Violet! No!" Kili yells out, along with a few others.

As I straighten, the wargs and even Azog, stare at me in surprise, until I turn into my grey wolf form; growling and snarling at them.

'You will not come near my friends!' I snarl at the wargs closest to me.

They snarl back, one of them coming closer as he speaks; 'Our master wants the dwarves dead, and we will obey him!'

The warg jumps at me and I dodge aside, leaping onto it's back and sinking my teeth into it's neck, managing to get pierce the jugular. I jump back off, allowing the warg to fall and bleed out. I turn back to the other wargs, ready for the next one, when a fireball flies past me from the tree and lands in front of the wargs.

Looking up, I see the dwarves lighting pine cones on fire and sending them at the wargs to keep them back, one of them lighting a warg alight and causing them all to flee behind the orcs. Azog growling in anger as I hear the dwarves cheering.

Hearing a creaking, I look back to see the tree starting to fall back, causing the dwarves to start hanging off the edge.

'NO!' I scream out in a bark, knowing only Gandalf would be able to hear me.

Looking back to Azog as I hear him growl, I can see a slight look of pleasure at seeing the danger the dwarves are in. I growl myself and run towards him, wanting to get vengeance for my family, the family he killed. Azog watches me in amusement and almost boredom as another warg, which I didn't notice, leaps up into me from the side, sending us flying and it and another pin me to the ground.

I hear Kili scream out my name as I try to struggle out from under the paws of the wargs. Glancing at the dwarves, my heart drops as I see Thorin running towards Azog. The pale orc spreads his arms wide with a smug grin on his face. Thorin growls as he runs with his sword up and his oaken branch shield held in front of him. Azog crouches, then roars as his warg leaps at Thorin. Thorin tries to swing his sword, but the warg hits him in the chest with its fore paw, smashing Thorin to the ground.

'No! Thorin!' I whine loudly, struggling hard to get free another warg has to pin me.

As Thorin gets back on his feet, panting, Azog and his white warg wheel around; they charge at Thorin again. Azog swings his mace and smashes Thorin in the face before Thorin can react. Thorin is brutally flung to the ground by the impact.

"Nooo!" I hear Balin yell out.

Azog roars in excitement as the white warg clamps its jaws around Thorin and Thorin yells in pain.

"Thorin! Nooo!" Dwalin's voice bellows.

As the white warg holds Thorin in its mouth, I manage to knock the wargs off me by swinging my paw at them and run at the white warg. Sinking my back claws into the warg, front clas into the pale orcs shoulders and teeth into its neck, I successfully get the warg to release Thorin, swnding him flying and landing on a rock. The wargs from before tackle into me, pinning me back to the ground. Both the warg and azog glare murderously at me, while I do the same back.

'Keep her there, I'll deal with her after.' the white warg growls to those pinning me down.

"Biriz torag khobdudol." I hear Azog say to one of the orcs

I look up as one of Azog's warg Riders jumps off his warg and approaches Thorin. I struggle more at this, willing myself to do anything to protect the dwarf. As the orc swings his sword down, Bilbo suddenly appears and throws himself at the orc and knocks him over.

As they fight, Bilbo manages to stab and kill the orc. Pulling his sword out of the dead orc's body, Bilbo stands in front of the unconscious Thorin and protects his body. He waves his sword wildly at Azog and the other wargs. Azog smiles in hatred and speaks in the Black Speech to his Orcs.

"Kill him."

I watch helplessly as a couple of wargs and Riders approach Bilbo, snarling. Suddenly feeling the weight of the wargs lifting off, I look to see Kili dispatching the last warg. I give him a wolfish grin, joining him, Fili and Dwalin as they battle the orcs and wargs. Suddenly noticing Azog and his white warg approach Bibo to kill him, I bolt forward and jump in front of the hobbit, not willing to see anything happen to him.

'Do not come between my master and I cub, you will lose.' the white warg growls to me.

'As I told your fleabags, I will not stand back and allow you to kill my friends!'

I jump forward and swing a paw at its face, managing to dig a claw into its skin and scaring it like Azog did to me, blinding the warg in its right eye. The warg howls in pain, Azog glaring me down as I glare and snarl up at him.

I suddenly look behind his shoulder in surprise as giant eagles appear. I breathe a sigh of relief, knowing these eagles already. Some of them grab wargs and Orcs and tossing them over the cliff. Others knock down trees, which crush the wargs below them. Another eagle fans the flames with its wings, causing an inferno which burns the wargs. Azog snarls in frustration. One eagle gently grabs Thorin and his sword in its talons and flies away. As Thorin is lifted off the ground, his oaken branch shield slips off his arm and lands on the ground, Orcrist clattering to the ground also.

Azog roars and jumps back as an Eagle flies by him; the eagle heads straight for an alarmed Bibo and snatches him off the ground. It then throws Bilbo, and he screams as he falls toward the ground, only to land on the back of another Eagle. I run and pick up Orcrist in my mouth before another eagle gently grabs me in its claws and flies off. The rest of the eagles proceed to snatch the dwarves out of the tree and fly away. I hear Azog roaring in anger.


The eagles soar through the sky over a great distance and over many landscapes. Ahead, Thorin lies unconscious in one eagle's talons; we all worry about him.

"Thorin!" Fili yells out to his uncle.

The eagles approach a massive rock structure shaped like a bear, a small wolf's head sticking out underneath it; I smile as I recognise it as the Carrock. I'm nearly home!

The eagle carrying Thorin gently deposits him and his sword on a flat area on top of the Carrock. Another eagle lands on the Carrock and Gandalf slides off its neck, running toward the unconscious Thorin.

"Thorin! Thorin."

Thorin is not responding. Bilbo runs up. The eagle carrying me gently places me on my feet and I stand beside Bilbo as we watch Gandalf placing his hand on Thorin's face and whispering a spell. Thorin's eyes flutter open and he gasps for air. I breathe a sigh of relief as he speaks weakly;

"The halfling? Violet?"

"It's all right. Bilbo and Violet are here. They're quiet safe."

By now, the other dwarves all arrive on the Carrock, and they surround the wounded Thorin. Dwalin and Kili help Thorin up. However, once he's up, he shrugs them off and approaches Bilbo.

"You! What were you doing? You nearly got yourself killed! Did I not say that you would be a burden? That you would not survive in the wild and that you had no place amongst us?"

Thorin advances until he is face to face with Bilbo, who looks worried and frightened. I stare at Thorin in shock and horror, wondering what he could be thinking, Bilbo saved his life!

"I've never been so wrong in all my life!"

Thorin grabs Bilbo and embraces him deeply. The other dwarves cheer loudly and slap each other on the back. Gandalf and I smile as Bilbo, looking quite surprised, hugs Thorin back.

"I am sorry I doubted you." Thorin says after a moment once he pulls away.

"No, I would have doubted me too. I'm not a hero or a warrior. . .not even a burglar."

The dwarves chuckle. Thorin smiles as he looks to me, kneeling in front of me he takes Orcrist from my mouth, chuckling as he sees my tail wagging automatically.

"Violet, I thank you for all that you have done for us. It wasn't your fight to get involved in, but like Bilbo you saved me. I will forever be in your debt."

I shake my head as I lean forward and nuzzle my head into him, causing him to pause for a moment before he wraps his arms around me, causing the dwarves to cheer. Pulling back I lick his cheek, causing him to smile before his eye catches something from behind me.

I turn and as the eagles are leaving, I notice in the distance a single solitary peak.

"Is that what I think it is?" Bilbo asks.

We all follow Thorin who walks to the edge of the Carrock.

"Erebor - The Lonely Mountain. The last of the great dwarf kingdoms of Middle-earth." Gandalf explains.

"Our home." Thorin says with a look on longing and pride on his face.

A bird cheeps and flies by.

"A raven! The birds are returning to the mountain." Oin pipes up.

More birdsong is heard.

"That, my dear Oin, is a thrush."

"But we'll take it as a sign - a good omen."

Thorin smiles to Bilbo, who smiles back.

"You're right. I do believe the worst is behind us."

The Company looks on at the Lonely Mountain as the sun comes up behind them. Feeling a hand on my head, I look up and smile as I see Kili smiling at me. I lean over and nuzzle his side, causing him to smile more as we continue to look at the mountain. The first part of our journey ends, another begins.


There we have it! An Unexpected Journey is now over! Next is the start of Desolation of Smaug! Please keep your lovley reviews coming, I love hearing from you all!