Before the Fall of Erebor: Thorin's Lost Years

by elleran1969

Richard Armitage said he had made up a story of Thorin's early life including the love he had lost this inspired me to write this story about how Thorin found his true love. There will be humour, drama,action and romance as well as cute dwarf siblings. May change to a higher rating as the story progresses. This is not slash this time. Rating change due to sex scene.

11. Chapter 11

Chapter 11

"What is it?" Balin had cried.

"Dragon," Thorin replied.

Thorin had remembered the descriptions of a dragon attack that Rag had told him years ago, and to tell the truth with the amount of gold that Thror had been gathering he had begun to have nightmares of the beasts.

And now it had come! All hell had broken loose upon his home and he had raced to do what he could to protect it, but it was no use the dragon was too powerful. All the dwarves attempts to halt its progress failed, in despair those that remained had fled the mountain. As Thorin left his home he looked up and his heart leapt for joy there they were the elvish host led by King Thranduil himself astride a mighty stag.

"Help us!" he cried waving to them, but to his horror the elven king had briefly shaken his head and turned away leading his forces home. Thorin almost fell to his knees at that moment he knew now there was no going home, and he felt a tightening in his chest as his anger towards the dragon and the elves threatened to overwhelm him.

"Thorin wait my love," Edda tried to yell above the noise of a displaced people, she and her group of dwarves had left the elves in disgust and were struggling to reach Thorin. Finally her cries reached his ears at first he thought he was seeing a vision, but no it was she his princess fighting to be with him her hair in disarray and false travelling beard discarded. She reached him and jumping off her pony flung herself into his arms, he held onto her for dear life as the dwarves around them fled.

"Thorin are you hurt?"

"No a few burns and bruises is all, come my love we must away from here, the dragon has taken Erebor and those cowards the elves have left us to perish."

"Thorin you must come to Moria there you and yours will be safe," Edda pleaded a little hoping that Thorin would follow her advice.

"Let me search for my family and I will speak to you about this," he replied as the dwarves continued their march away from their homeland.

Soon Thorin found Thrain and Thror and they agreed that Thorin travel to Moria, they and many other dwarves would flee instead to the Iron Hills which were much closer.

"Thorin would you leave us?" Domhilda asked.

"Mother I will return but I must see Edda safe home," he replied.

"Very well you must be safe my son."

Thorin bent and held his mother he had been relieved beyond words when he had found her Frerin and little Dis. His sister was only eight and was shivering with shock he picked her up and kissed her soft cheeks.

"I will go with you Thorin," Frerin was now fifteen and the brothers were extremely close.

Thorin glanced at his mother and saw her curt nod she knew Frerein would fret terribly without Thorin and the trials ahead did not bear thinking of. At least in Moria her children would be safe and well fed sighing she hugged both of her sons and bade them farewell. After taking leave of their father Thorin and Frerin met with Edda and her company and began their journey.

This is by necessity a short chapter, I think the relationship with Thorin and Frerin was an important one to him and I look forward to exploring it. I have used both the book and the movies as reference but have also changed things a bit here and there to suit. Hope you are enjoying this tale.