CHAPTER 12
OUT OF THE FRYING PAN, INTO THE FIRE
Millie's POV
We ran down the mountain as fast as we could. My head was spinning and I felt very unsteady. I kept beside my friends in the middle of the company. Suddenly, we stopped; there was nothing but a sheer drop below us, and trees all around. The Wargs caught up to us.
"Up into the trees, all of you, come one, climb, quickly!" I turned and thrust my swords into the head of the warg that was approaching me. I pulled them out and followed the rest of the company up into the trees beside my friends, straining my arm at the same. I leapt up as a warg snapped at my leg and then helped my friends into the topmost branches, almost losing my grip on the tree. That was when the wargs' growling ceased as a massive white orc on top of a humungous white warg appeared, it was Azog.
"Azog!" Thorin exclaimed in a hurt disbelief from beside me. Then Azog began to speak in a low, terrifying voice.
"Nuzdigid? Nuzdi gast?" (Do you smell it? The scent of fear?)"Ganzilig-i unarug obod nauzdanish, Torin undag Train-ob." (I remember your father reeked of it, Thorin son of Thrain.)"
"It cannot be." Thorin sound near crying.
Then Azog yelled at his army of wargs and they rushed forward and tried to climb the trees. They jumped as high as they could, scrambling the trunks and breaking branches with their jaws in desperation to get to us. I scrambled up the tree further and struggled to hold on as the assault caused the tree to groan and tilt forward; it was uprooted and began to fall. Our company jumped from one tree to the next as they fell like dominoes and I scraped and bruised myself up as I hung for dear life from tree to tree until we all were in the last one, it didn't fall over. Azog laughed. I could do nothing but look on in fear, when someone called to me. I looked up as Gandalf threw down a burning pinecone, I caught it and helped Marley, Sam, and Lizzie light theirs. IN an instant, burning pinecones were flying like missiles down at the wargs, burning the ground, causing them to growl and yelp, retreating in the distance. I grinned smugly as I saw one yelping and dashing away with its back on fire. Azog growled and our company cheered, but our cheers were cut short as the tree we were in groaned and leaned, its roots giving way. I struggled to hold on as the tree leaned over the edge of the cliff and stopped. I turned briefly and looked down; my feet were dangling over the edge of the cliff. I turned back and pulled myself farther on the branch, digging my nails into it, breathing hard, almost in a panic. That was when I felt a sudden weight on me when Ori grabbed me around my neck, and I was pulled down farther, my fingers started to slip. "GANDALF!" I screamed, "GANDALF, HELP!" Gandalf looked down and thrust out his staff for me; I grabbed hold of it and scrambled up as far as I could, digging my fingers into it and wrapping myself around it. All the while making sure Ori didn't fall. I closed my eyes and whispered, "Save us!" over and over again.
Samantha's POV
Thorin what the he*l are you doing! I thought and almost yelled as I saw him stand up on the tree, holding his sword and oaken branch shield and started to walk down the leaning tree branch toward Azog, a look of determination on his face. I nearly started screaming, I knew what Azog was capable of, and what was going to happen. I grabbed Bilbo's hand and squeezed it as I watched Thorin run over the burning ground toward Azog and his warg, sword pointed, oaken branch held out. Azog spread his arms wide as a smug grin crossed his face. Then, the white orc crouched and growled as his warg ran forward toward Thorin, who swung his sword, only to be knocked off his feet, landing roughly. My breath caught in my throat. Thorin got back on his feet panting as Azog and his warg wheeled around and ran back toward Thorin. Azog swung his mace and smashed Thorin in the face, causing the dwarf to fall down brutally by impact. Azog roared in excitement as the warg clamped Thorin in her jaws. Thorin cried out in pain as he was flung around like a chew toy by the creature. I could not take this. I nodded to Bilbo and we struggled to stand up on the tree. "Sam, no!" Lizzie yelped.
"I have to." I watched a moment longer, and gathered up my courage as Thorin hit the warg's head with his sword. She growled and flung him several feet. He landed on a flat rock harshly, his sword falling out of reach.
Azog spoke in Black Speech to one of the riders. The orc jumped off his warg and ran toward Thorin. I watched as the orc put his sword to Thorin's neck. Thorin frantically tried to reach for his sword. The orc raised his sword. There was flash of color as Bilbo jumped forward and tackled the orc. I ran forward with a battle cry and threw one of my axes at Azog. It spun in the air and impaled in the middle of his scarred chest. He let out a growl of pain and fell back off of his warg. The warg snarled charged at me, her yellow eyes gleaming. I drew one of my large axes. "Oh, you want some of this huh?" I asked her, "Then have it, bring your pretty face to my axe!" I swung it and hit her square in the face in the middle of her head. She froze and fell down dead. I kicked her body sharply when there was a roar. I looked up just in time to see a very angry Azog. He was holding a throwing axe covered in his black blood, and there was a gaping wound in the middle of his chest, gushing black. His eye gleamed with hate as he charged toward me. I responded by kicking the seven—foot tall monster downstairs, extremely hard, oops. He let out a squeal and froze; he kneeled over and clutched the spot where he had been kicked, his face twisted in pain. "Not so tough now are ya?" I asked. He glared up at me and growled loudly, still not being able to move. I heard shrieking of an eagle from behind.
"Oops, that's my ride, gotta go." The eagle scooped me up in its talons and I kicked Azog in the face and grabbed the bloody axe as it rose to the sky, I turned and flipped him off with both hands before I let the eagle carry me away.
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Samantha's POV
The eagles flew over many landscapes into the sunrise and I looked on with concern and grief for the unconscious Thorin that lay in one of the eagle's talons.
"God da**it Thorin." I said with grief as I watched his unconscious body, tears welling in my eyes. I was with Bilbo on his eagle and beside me was Millie with Ori and Lizzie and Marley on my other side. They were all extremely sad and Millie was crying. The eagles soon landed on top of a rather large rock and we slid off of them. Gandalf ran forward toward Thorin lying on the ground. Thorin didn't respond. Gandalf fell to his knees and drew his hand over Thorin's sweaty face and whispered a spell. Thorin's eyes fluttered open and he muttered weekly, "Th—them… are…" he said weakly and trailed off.
"It's alright, Sam and Bilbo are here, and they're quite safe." Everyone soon landed as well and circled around the wounded Thorin. Millie and Kili helped him up. Once he was standing, however, he shrugged them off and approached Bilbo and I.
"You two! 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?" Bilbo's face was worried and frightened. I felt like crying, we just saved his fu**ing ass! Thorin advanced until he was face to face with us. "I have never been so wrong in all my life." He advanced forward and embraced us deeply. "Okay, we're giving hugs again, that's fine." I said as I returned the favor and smiled. Everyone cheered, especially Millie and Lizzie.
"I am sorry I doubted you." Thorin was smiling.
I shrugged, "Well…"
Lizzie bounced up to Thorin, "You should've seen her Thorin!" she squealed, "You should've seen both of them! Sam kicked Azog's ass! And Bilbo killed an orc." Thorin chuckled and Bilbo smiled up at me.
I smiled back down. "We make a good team." He said, he turned red and I blushed back. Perhaps we were more than friends…
"Yerp, we sure do." I answered.
Then Lizzie whispered in my ear, "Do it, you know you want to!"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Kiss him." She answered.
"What, no!" I answered, "Lizzie!"
She gave me an evil look, "Don't make me…"
I stood, "What, what do you—what?"
Lizzie began to clap a rhythm and Millie joined in, "Kiss him, kiss him!" they chanted. Soon, everyone joined in. I sighed.
"You're gonna owe me Elizabeth." I said. I smiled down at Bilbo then grabbed him and spun him around and planted one on him, right on the lips. There was a moment of silence as I felt his arms wrap around my neck and everyone burst into cheer. We stopped kissing and smiled at each other.
"What good is a burglar if she can't steal a kiss?" I asked. Bilbo just chuckled. Then, he caught sight of something and strode forward. The others followed him.
"Is that, what I think it is?" he asked.
"Erebor, the Lonely Mountain. The last of the great dwarf kingdoms of Middle-earth."
"Our home." Thorin smiled.
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AN—Hey, hey, peeps! How goes it? I hope you guys liked this chapter, 'cause this'll be the last official update for a while. School's starting up again so I'm taking a break. *Cries*. However, I will be posting off and on, and I'll start with regular weekend updates back up in December after the movie. I would love to post sooner, but with school, there's just no time. No hate, pretty please with the Precious on top! I love and value my readers so much! I hope you guys don't mind. Thanks for everything.
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