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Let begin where we left off;

"You traitor! I knew it! You elves can not be trusted! You only think of yourself! You will regret this!" Thorin spat out towards the king.

Thranduil showed no facial expressions, there was no regret. His face was staring at Thorin's eyes, while walking slowly towards Fili and Kili, not saying a word. The silence that filled the room was hanging over them like a thick layer of betrayal, anger and fright.

Fili took a step back and held out his arm, to protect Kili who stood behind him, holding on to Filis shirt so hard that the shirt sat a little too tight around his arm. Kili looked down to the floor and scanned his head for possible ways to get out of the woodland realm, but his thoughts were clouded by the fear who took over his head, and body instantly. His breath shivered, and his heart beats pumped so hard he was sure that the elves could hear it.

The swords pointed in their direction closed in and Thorin groaned in anger, they made a circle around him and came closer. He had no weapon and nowhere to run. He clenched his teeth and cursed loudly in agent dwarfish as the elves tied his arms on his back and held him down on his knees, still pointing swords and arrows his way.

He spat on the ground in anger before calming down and looking up to Thranduil, he was closing in on his nephews. Not saying a word, only looking at them with hate just as clear as ice in his eyes. Thorin stirred uneasy by the thought of what was coming for them, and their last hope fading away, he searched the room with his eyes, but there was no escaping.

"Remarkable!" Thranduil stared into Kilis eyes.

"Your heart.. It beats very fast! And so loud.. We should help you lower that heart beat now, shouldn't we?!.."

Thranduil's guards reacted and stepped closer and closer the two brothers, Fili raised his hands in fighter formation. Kili held on to his brothers shirt, and leaned his forehead against Fili's shoulder.

"Fili, I am so tired of this, being dragged here and there. Being burned, stabbed and... "

His voice cracked and tears were starting to fall down his cheeks. Fili turned around and met his brothers hurt and the soreness in his face. The look made his heart fall, he grabbed Kilis shoulder and opened his mouth to say something, But Kili spoke first.

"Please Fili! Make this stop!" Not before he said it the elves split them up, and dragged them apart. Fili banged around in pure frustration.

"Fili! FIILIII!" The the half-stifled cries subsided when the elves that dragged him away from his fighting brother closed a hand over his mouth.

"Little dwarf.. " The king stepped closer to Kili.

"Whatever you plan on doing to him! Do it to me instead!" Fili yelled to the king. Kilis heart jumped, memories and dark shadows filled his head. His wounds were maybe healed, but the inner trauma, and fright he had to live with.

The King turned to Fili, and smiled. Fili tried to wriggle out of the ropes that was bound on his wrists, desperate to protect his begging little brother.

"No, dwarf. I have made up my mind, I healed his wounds, I can just as easily bring them back."

Thorin snorted

"You told me it was very difficult healing him." he added sarcastically.

The King now turned to Thorin, clearly offended.

"I can very easily create new wounds if you do not behave." The cold sentence went like ice down the spine of Thorin, Fili and Kili.

" Lock the two in the tower, I need to have a conversation with this little thing"

Kili wrinkled his eyes

"What? I got nothing I want to talk to you about!" Kili suddenly yelled.

"Oh, but we do, but first we need to do something about that jumping heart of yours, follow me."

He turned around and walked towards another room, the elves dragged Kili after the king and Thorin and Fili were dragged out to be taken to the highest tower. The last Fili saw of his brother, was that the elves dragged him further and further away from him.

Kili was dragged into a dark room, full of whispers and cold wind carrying strange hollow voices and endless subdued screams. They lifted him in a rough and a sudden move on a high bench, Kili tried to kick and hit out at them but the elves held him down, and pressed his back on the cold stone bench. Thranduil raised his hands over his head and started to whisper words Kili did not understand, the room grew darker and a wind flew through the room. The whispers became louder and louder, Kili suddenly felt a wave in his body, it was cold and felt like cold water soaked him from the inside. He could feel his breathing became more frequent, he tried to fight the evils that held him down, but to no use. His heartbeat slowed down, the fainting heart, made Kili very light headed. Kili closed his eyes and pictured his brother and uncle standing in front of him smiling to him, with no worries or burdens on their shoulders. A teardrop fell from his chin, then he disappeared into the darkness.

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Ps: its closing in towards the end here guys...: you are welcome to suggest and come with ideas for my new fanfi.c