Hello everyone and welcome back! I am actually on time this week, wow. I hope there are people still reading this story, haven't gotten feedback in awhile. Anyway...hope you enjoy the chapter if you are reading!

Xoxo Mels


Adaira's POV

Thorin called me over to his side and I joined him, Balin and Bilbo. We would be the first group. I nodded at Bilbo as I took a few steadying breaths feeling my stomach doing flips flops. I put a hand over my stomach and sent a silent prayer to Mahal before we headed from the Western guardroom and made for the bridge we had crossed earlier. The others would make for the forge from other directions, leading Smaug on a wild goose chase hopefully.

"This way!" Thorin shouted to us as we dashed madly across the bridge and a loud booming sound came from nearby as Smaug appeared from out of the darkness.

"Flee, flee! Run for your lives! There is nowhere to hide," Samug taunted us as he appeared in front of us, the four of us stopping up short as Smaug made his way towards us.

"Behind you!" Ori shouted then as he, Dori, and Bombur ran out on another bridge.

"Worm!" Dori yelled in insult and Smuag looked at them and then lunged towards them. "Come on!" Dori shouted as they began to run back down the bridge, Samug in hot pursuit of them now. With our way now unblocked, we continued across the bridge, at which point I heard my husband's voice shouting across the void.

"Hey you! Here!" Dwalin shouted as he and Nori ran across another bridge and I yelped slightly in fear as Smaug turned and jumped at them. They ran off of the bridge they were on and into a tunnel just before Smaug's claws landed where they were. My heart sped up and I felt like I wanted to throw up for a moment but then the adrenaline filled me and I felt like I was racing.

Gloin and Bifur, used Samug's distraction to their advantage to run across another bridge and they made it into a tunnel as well. Angrily, Smaug bellowed fire after them as he landed on the bridge they had been on. He blew his fire rapidly in an arc all around him and into all the tunnels and I could see the stones glowing in heat in the distance. Gloin and Bifur finally reached a cliff and they leapt into the air, landing in large troughs which they slid down. They landed in the buckets of a large hanging conveyor belt system used in the past for mining and I sighed in relief. For now, we were all safe.

Third Person POV

Laketown

"Zidgar Guldur-nar! Ekinskeld Erebor-nar nakhan!" (Send word to Dol Guldur! Oakenshield has reached the Mountain!) Bolg commanded his Orcs and Wargs who were waiting for him as he strode across a bridge. He and the Orcs turned when they heard the sound of steel and fighting in the town behind them, the sounds coming from Legolas and Lyssaria, who were still pursuing the Orcs and killing them swiftly.

"Gur! Abguriz!" (Go! You! Come with me.) Bolg ordered as he turned back to the Orcs and as the Orcs turned to leave, Bolg and two Orcs strode back toward the town while the remaining Orcs and Wargs galloped across a long bridge connecting Laketown to the mainland.

Bolg stepped into a long alley just as Legolas and Lyssaria entered it from the other side. Legolas who was in front of his cousin, glared at Bolg and he whipped out Orcrist, which he had been carrying at his hip. Holding it in both hands, he advanced toward Bolg.

"Ceri-cin iest na cost hon eriol?" (Do you wish to fight him alone?) Lyssaria asked Legolas, standing back, Elven and Dwarven blades still at the ready, but her cousin did not answer her. As Legolas and Bolg walked towards each other, the other two Orcs appeared out of hiding spots on either side of the alley and attacked Legolas.

"That's cheating," Lyssaria said before she sprang forward as Legolas deflected the sword of the first Orc and stabbed him in gut with Orcrest as Lyssaria watched Legolas' back and deflected the second Orc's blow, Legolas turning around to drive the hilt of his sword into the Orc's chest as Lyssaria kicked off of the wall of a house to maneuver herself around the Orc, stabbing it in the back with her Dwarven sword.

Legolas deflected a blow from Bolg then that had been meant for Lyssaria and as he advanced towards Bolg the other two Orcs rose and began fighting once more. Legolas deflected a blow from one of the Orcs as Lyssaria spun under Legolas' blade to knock down the second Orc which she kicked away from them. Legolas blocked Bolg's sword and he stabbed at Bolg's stomach, but Bolg dropped his weapon and caught Orcrest between his arm and ribs. He pulled Legolas closer to him using the sword then and Legolas refused to let go of the sword. Bolg threw Legolas against a wooden pillar and Legolas dropped the sword finally.

"Pe-channas!" (Idiot!) Lyssaria yelled at her cousin as Bolg grabbed Legolas before he could get up and threw him again, this time into a wall. Lyssaria flung herself between Bolg and her cousin as Bolg strode over to kick Legolas, her swords raised, but Bolg grabbed her by the throat before she could react and he squeezed her throat tightly before throwing her against a wall.

Bolg tried to kick Legolas once more, but Legolas managed to grab Bolg's leg and knock him off balance and into the wall behind him. Legolas leapt into the air and delivered a flying punch to Bolg's face as Lyssaria got up, wiping the blood away from her split lip on the back of her hand before she yelled in anger as Legolas grabbed Bolg and smashed his head repeatedly into the wooden post. He threw Bolg against a wall, but Bolg rebounded from the wall and grabbed Legolas in a crushing embrace against his chest.

He squeezed Legolas and Legolas strained in pain as Bolg roared and Lyssaria stabbed Bolg in the shoulder as Legolas jerked his head back into Bolg's face, forcing him to release him. Legolas managed to pull out a knife then and he sliced Bolg lightly on the stomach, but Bolg grabbed him and spun him into a wooden post before he threw him toward the other two Orcs, who had gotten back up. Lyssaria, seeing this, jumped towards the other two Orcs as a dazed Legolas began fighting them with his knife. Legolas spun around, kicking one Orc away from him and towards his cousin who hacked at the Orc in the stomach with her Elven blade before kicking him in the knee and sliced him in the throat with her Dwarven blade before driving her Elven blade up through his skull as he fell forwards.

As Legolas and Lyssaria fought the two Orcs, Bolg limped away from them. Once the two Orcs were dispatched, Legolas ran over to where Orcrist was lying on the ground, and he picked it up. As he stood, he fell back against a wall in pain, breathing heavily. Lyssaria stopped up short and put a hand on her cousin's shoulder as he blinked and his eyes opened wide in shock and he swayed on his feet. Feeling something warm trickling down from his nose he raised a hand to it and it came away with blood. Legolas looked down at his red stained hand in shock, having never been injured to this degree by an enemy before. He and Lysasaria looked to the side and saw Bolg on a Warg, heading out of the town. Legolas made to go after him, but Lyssaria stopped him with a hand over his chest.

"Don't be an idiot," Lyssaria told her cousin and Legolas glared down at her.

"I'm fine," Legolas snapped and Lyssaria raised an eyebrow and gave him a look he had seen on his father's face before when his father was being lied to. The resemblance was so uncanny that Legolas paused for a moment.

"Does your nose often bleed then?" Lyssaria asked him sarcastically as Legolas started off in pursuit of the Orc, Lyssaria following, easily keeping pace with him due to her half Elven attributes.

"We cannot let him escape," Legolas told his cousin, warming up to her more now that he had fought alongside her even if she was trying to call him off from his hunt. They came to a stable and Legolas hurried to his white horse which was still saddled and ready.

"The Orc can wait there is still the matter of Smaug to consider. Should they wake him Laketown will..." Lyssaria said before being cut off as Legolas swung himself up into the saddle.

"Come or do not, make a decision quickly," Legolas snapped and Lyssaria frowned as she sheathed her swords and Legolas knew her answer then and he spurred the horse away from the stables.

"You're still a pe-channas!" (Idiot) Lyssaria yelled after him and Legolas rolled his eyes at the insult and he quickly began to catch up to the fleeing Orc. As Bolg rode across the bridge on his Warg, Legolas was not so far behind.

Adaira's POV

We ran through a large hallway which had been off of one of the many corridors at the other end of the bridge. I had begun to realize that Erebor was a maze and that I'd probably have gotten lost many times if I had lived here myself. I kept pace with Thorin knowing that he knew the way and therefore, I didn't see when Balin turned into a side tunnel.

"It's this way! This way! Come on!" Balin shouted from behind me as my momentum carried me forward as I tried to stop when I heard him.

"Thorin! Adaira!" Bilbo shouted behind us and I turned and saw Bilbo by where the tunnel turned and Thorin and I began to head back towards Bilbo and Balin but we stopped suddenly as Smaug appeared at the end of the hallway.

"Follow Balin!" Thorin shouted to Bilbo as he reached over and grabbed my hand in a crushing grip, the both of us staring at Smaug with slightly wide eyes.

"Thorin! Adaira!" Bilbo shouted in fear as he quickly backed up towards the tunnel entrance.

"Come on!" Balin shouted and he pulled Bilbo into the side tunnel just as Smaug's chest glowed bright orange and he unleashed his fire throughout the hall. The interfero raced towards us, the heat so intense that I felt my skin begin to blister in a few places.

Thorin squeezed my hand tightly and we turned around and began to run for it, running in the other direction and we jumped off of the ledge at the end of the hallway. I screamed bloody murder as we fell through the air, falling into a deep pit, the both of us dropping our weapons. Thorin caught onto a chain with a bucket on the end of it then and I felt all the air get knocked out of my chest as Thorin caught me with his other hand, grabbing onto the back of my coat. I dangled down under him as he wrapped his legs around the chain for more security, holding onto it with only one hand as he strained to continue holding me.

"Grab onto the chain!" Thorin shouted down to me and I let out a strangled grunt as I reached up and grabbed onto the bucket, missing the first time before wrapping my arms through the metal and pulling my upper body into the bucket like thing that was attached to the chain. Thorin let go of me then and my legs dangled out of the bucket and I gritted my teeth as I held on to my only life line, hoping the metal could hold the both of us as we began to descend into the pit under our combined weight.

Smaug leapt into the pit above us in hot pursuit and he began to claw his way down the tunnel, snapping at Thorin on the chain above me as his tail flicked from side to side. I screamed, feeling like we were little Dwarf kabobs. Stone rained down around us and I closed my eyes, really wanting to get off this ride from hell.

"Adaira! Thorin!" I heard my husband shout then from somewhere high above me and I opened my eyes as the chain suddenly jolted and we stopped descending into the pit. The bucket I was in jolted and I let out a strangled scream as my white knuckled grip slipped a little while Thorin cried out above me, losing his grip on the chain. I struggled to pull myself further into the bucket, tightening my already death grip, white knuckled hold on the metal bucket I was in, my heart beating out of my chest out of fear.

All of a sudden Samug's wing came crashing down near Thorin and me as we began to soar upward, narrowly missing Samug's head. I looked down and screamed again as I saw a massive dragon head coming towards us, Smaug's razor sharp teeth massive and coming right at me as he managed to grab the end of our chain in his mouth, stopping our ascension, his jaws very close to my dangling legs. Smaug pulled down on the chain and I let out a yelp as I slipped closer towards Samug's jaws as the machinery holding the chain at the top of the pit broke free of its moorings and began to fall into the pit. Thorin and I both fell and I scrambled as the bucket hit Smaug before slipping downwards and I grabbed onto the only thing I could, Samug himself as Thorin landed right on the tip of Smaug's closed mouth. I was standing on the bridge of Smaug's nose, between his eyes and I screamed as Smaug growled and opened his mouth, holding on tightly to his nostrils as fire was visibly rising up his neck.

Smaug moved to snap his mouth closed and eat Thorin so I did the only thing I could think of and while leaning against the bridge of the dragon's nose, holding onto his nostrils to keep from slipping, I let out a loud scream of terror and let go of my hold, letting myself fall so that I could reach my goal and I stomped my booted foot deep into Smaug's eye. I grabbed onto Smaug's scales around what would be his eyebrow so I wouldn't fall off of his head as Thorin lept to the side and grabbed onto another chain, dangling from the bottom precariously. I looked up, seeing the falling machinery coming towards us fast as Smaug started to shake his head from side to side, trying to dislodge me and I was thrown about as I held onto his scales with a death grip, fearing that I would be flung off and dashed against the rocks at any second.

"Jump!" Thorin shouted to me as the machinery drew closer to Smaug and me and I didn't have much time to think about what I was about to do. Rather I let go of Smaug's scales and ran down the bridge of his nose as his head went level for a moment. Smaug growled and he jerked his head up, throwing me into the air and I screamed as I flew upwards and Smaug opened his jaws, ready to snap them over me just as the falling machinery crashed onto his head.

A loud echoing sound started then, reverberating from deep in the pit below us and it shook through the mountain, the sound deafening. Smaug roared and began to shake his head viciously below us, drawing deeper down into the pit as the sound seemed to physically hurt him. Rocks began to rain down around Thorin and I and I somehow managed to grab onto the same chain as Thorin but higher up as I fell back towards the pit. I clenched my teeth in pain as the reverberating sound rang in my ears and as the noise finally stopped ringing through the mountain, Smaug snapped his head up towards us, looking even more pissed than before.

Nori, who was at the top of the pit, hit another machine then with his weapon which caused its gears to spin rapidly. Thorin pulled himself up into the bucket as I wrapped my legs around the chain and Thorin and I began to ascend rapidly upwards once more. Smaug roared below us and I looked down between my legs and saw him rearing his head back and his chest and neck glowed bright orange before he bellowed fire up the pit after us. I swore loudly as it became a race and I heard Dwalin scream my name and then Thorin's above me. I looked back upwards and found my husband at the edge of the pit looking down at us and I kept my eyes on him, not wanting to look down at Smaug and the fire racing towards us. We reached the top of the pit and I threw myself sideways towards the ledge just as the fire erupted behind us.

I tumbled onto the ledge spinning end over end until finally coming to a stop, my clothes smoldering and I turned around frantically and saw Thorin stumbling over to Nori. I closed my eyes for a moment and I felt a pair of strong arms pulling me to my feet then. When my head whipped around and I opened my eyes I was looking into the relieved eyes of my husband. I sighed in relief, thankful that he was alive, realizing just how close to death I had just come myself.

"Go! Go!" Thorin shouted to us as the fire died down from the pit and Thorin chanced a glance over the side of it. He gestured for us to run and we ran forward as fast as we could through the narrow slits between tall, stone pillars.

Bilbo and the others were there and I put a hand to my chest as I took some steadying breaths. My mouth fell open in shock then as I took in the sight before me. Massive Dwarven furnaces, each at least ten yards high. When my father had spoken of Erebor he had said it was unlike any other Dwarven Kingdom, but I had no idea what he was talking about. This was the most magnificent sight I had ever seen. Back in the day, if these had been working…no wonder wealth flowed from the mountain.

"The plan's not going to work. These furnaces are stone cold," Dwalin told Thorin as we stood in front of the furnaces and my husband looked me over for injury. I hissed when he prodded at the skin of my arm where my tunic had burned and I looked down and saw that my skin had blistered underneath.

"He's right; there's no fire hot enough to set them ablaze," Balin said in agreement and I looked up at the furnaces which were all dark, with no sign of fire within. Thorin turned back toward the pit then, a crazy look in his eyes as Smaug growled from inside the pit.

"Have we not?" Thorin asked and I swore under my breath as I saw where his mind was headed. "I did not look to see you so easily outwitted!" Thorin shouted, standing between one of the pillars as Smaug's claws emerged from the pit, his body following it. The others eyes widened in fear and I took a deep breath as Thorin continued taunting Smaug.

"You have grown slow and fat... in your dotage," Thorin shouted and Smaug snarled in anger, his head wiping around as I tightened my hands into fists and began rocking back on the balls of my feet. "Slug," Thorin added and Smaug snarled and began advancing quickly.

"Take cover," Thorin said as he turned to us and he got behind a pillar and yelled to the others to do the same. I sprinted towards the nearest pillar, throwing my back against it, knowing that it was about to get really hot in here. "Go!" He shouted when the others did not move as quickly as I did and Bilbo and the others got the memo finally and they rushed behind the pillars just as Smaug unleashed his flame at us.

The fire sailed far past the pillars and reached all the way to the furnaces. I grimaced and yelled in pain from the heat and the pressure of the blast, hearing the others cry out as well as the pillar heated up quickly under my hands and I drew them away from the pillar with a hiss as my hands were burnt. As Smaug stopped his assault, fire suddenly came out of the bottoms of the furnaces before the flames rose higher and higher until the entire furnace was lit.

"Dwalin, look!" I heard Balin call to my husband excitedly as furnace after furnace lit, Smaug's fire hot enough to awaken them.

Smaug growled then in confusion and anger at having been duped into helping us and we quickly ran away from the pillars as Smaug began to batter at them with his head. The pillars were immensely strong, built like a latticework of metal which held Smaug back like a cage, but they began to bend under Smaug's tremendous strength.

"Bombur! Get those bellows working. Go!" Thorin ordered and Bombur ran, looking back fearfully over his shoulder where Smaug was continuing to try to batter his way into the forges.

Bombur ran and leapt onto a chain next to a forge and the chain slid down with his weight, and he landed on the handle of one of the massive bellows below. The bellows compressed and a blast of air was forced into the furnace, which exhumed bright blue flames. On top of the furnaces was a massive pile of unrefined gold, at least ten yards in diameter. I hunched over as Smuag bashed the pillars particularly good, ready for it to cave in at any moment and Dwalin wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me towards him, kissing me deeply before he hurried off to help the others.

"Bilbo!" Thorin said, waving the Hobbit forward and Bilbo was quick to join him, stumbling forward to his side. "Up there, on my mark, pull that lever," Thorin told the Hobbit and he pointed Bilbo towards a lever high up on a mound, and Bilbo ran towards it. Thorin turned back around as the latticework began to break and he ran forward and grabbed me as the others ran around the forges and pulled me over to Balin.

"Balin, can you still make some flash-flame?" Thorin inquired of my brother in law as we watched the latticework break, still backing up.

"Aye. It'll only take a jiffy," Balin told Thorin before he turned around and began to grab some of the others to help him. "Come on!" Balin shouted and as Balin ran off, Dwalin who was standing by my side once more, looked at the latticework, which was bending dangerously from Smaug's blows.

"We don't have a jiffy," Dwalin all but whispered as Thorin turned to me.

"Go, find somewhere to hide," Thorin told me, his eyes on Smaug and my mouth fell open as I looked at my Uncle.

"I am not hiding!" I told my Uncle angrily. "You said if this is to end in fire, we shall all burn together. This is my fight too," I told my Uncle and he turned to look at me before reaching out with one hand and putting it to the side of my face.

"I don't wish to see you hurt," Thorin told me and I reached up and took his hand into mine.

"If we do this we do this together. Until the end. We're Durins. I will stand and fight with you adad," I told my Uncle and he nodded before turning back to look at Smaug for a moment as he continued his onslaught. "Help Bilbo," Thorin ordered me and I nodded before I turned and grabbed my husband by the front of his tunic and pulled him towards me, kissing him soundly.

I took off running towards the stairs leaving my slightly dazed husband behind as the latticework finally gave way under the force of Smaug's onslaught behind me and fell to the ground with a deafening crash. Smaug began to storm the furnace room and I glanced over my shoulder as he looked about, growling. His chest glowed bright gold once more and I put on an extra burst of speed, sprinting full out now. Ahead of me, Bilbo clambered up the stairs and reached the lever which was mounted high on a tower and I swore as I saw that Smaug was heading straight for him.

I reached the stairs and began sprinting up them two at a time, knowing that for this plan to work everything needed to go off without a hitch. I looked up and saw Bilbo trying to figure out how he would even reach the lever which had been made for someone of Dwarven height. As Smaug continued towards Bilbo, the Hobbit ran to look out and saw the dragon coming towards him finally. Smaug raised his head to look at Bilbo, but then he looked to the side and when I looked down I saw what had caught his attention, Thorin. I made it up the last of the stairs, as Smaug turned and snarled at Thorin and I raced towards the lever.

"Now!" Thorin shouted and Bilbo ran towards the lever and jumped in the air, grabbing it as I hopped up slightly and finally got my hands around it and between our combined strength and weight we pulled down on the lever just as Smaug lunged toward Thorin.

Huge jets of water burst out of the carved Dwarven faces in the wall behind us and slammed into Smaug, knocking him off balance and quenching the flames he was beginning to blow at Thorin. Smaug slid into the side of a furnace from the force of the water, his head hitting the side of one of them hard and I saw him shake it several times as the glow in his chest disappeared. Thorin stepped back as the water turned into steam as it quenched Smaug's flames and Smaug roared in rage and flapped his wings in the air as he began to thrash his body and tail madly like a cat in the bath. The jets of water caused a watermill to begin turning some gears which in turn caused the various rope conveyor belts above us to begin operating once more, some full of heavy chunks of rock and ore.

I sighed in relief, catching my breath for a moment as Bombur continued riding up and down on the chain, pumping the bellows and turning the furnace fire blue. Atop the furnaces, the solid impure gold began to glow and melt. With the water gone, Smaug had recovered and he began to crawl towards Thorin once more, growling, this time even more pissed off than before. Bilbo and I stood, staring down and I could see Thorin looking around for a way to run as Smaug began to approach him. I kept my eyes locked on Smaug and out of nowhere there was a flash of blue light on the side of his head.

Realizing that these were the flash flames Thorin had spoken of, I had hope that they might distract or do something to delay Smaug, but while they were very bright, they seemed to have absolutely no effect on the dragon. Unfazed by the flash flames, Smaug continued toward Thorin, his true prize. Smaug's chest started to glow with an orange light once more and felt my heart rate speed up in fear. How many near death experiences could you have? Suddenly the rope to one of the conveyor belts fell and I looked up as I heard a whistling noise just as several large iron buckets which were filled with heavy rocks fell on Smaug right between his wing's, the dragon roaring out in pain as he fell under the assault.

The gold atop the furnaces was completely melted now, rippling and with a glassy like surface. Thorin ran over to a furnace and pulled on a chain,opening a gate which allowed the molten gold to flow out of the furnaces and through troughs that were built into the ground. Smaug, who was tangled up in the ropes of the conveyor belt that had fallen on top of him, thrashed about wildly and his head hit the rope of another conveyor belt breaking it and knocking it to the floor.

"Noo! Ahhh!" I heard someone scream and when I looked up I saw Gloin and Bifur falling through the air. I cried out for them, but the iron bucket they had been in on the conveyor belt miraculously landed on the ground without much damage and I saw them both emerge unharmed.

"Lead him to the Gallery of the Kings!" I heard Thorin shout and I found him again then as he began running, beneath Smaug, rivers of molten gold flowing through the troughs on the floor.

As Smaug thrashed about, trying to untangle himself from the ropes of the conveyor belt, but now so tangled up he was like a ball of yarn that had been left where it oughtn't be, one of the heavy metal buckets that was tangled around him went flying towards Bilbo and me. I swore and Bilbo yelled and ducked, not moving as I hit the deck, flattening myself onto the ground. The bucket missed us both, but took a large chunk out of the wall behind us. I really hoped that we had good insurance because I wasn't sure if Dragon Rampage was covered under all property damage policies.

Bilbo helped me get back up to my feet and I quickly searched for Thorin amongst all the chaos below us and saw him dodging Smuag's thrashing limbs whilst running and pushing what looked like a wheelbarrow. My crazy Uncle yelled as he ducked under Smaug's thrashing tail which slammed right into the base of the tower Bilbo and I were standing on. Bilbo and I stumbled slightly before regaining our balance and I looked down in worry having seen what Smaug could do in the treasury. Once more my eyes sought out Thorin and I spotted him just as he threw the wheelbarrow he had with him into a channel of gold and leapt onto it. It floated on the gold, carried along by whatever currant that forced it along and I face palmed at that.

Mahal please save them from their own stupidity, I sent as a silent prayer to my Maker, knowing stupidity ran rampant in my family. Smaug, seeing what my Uncle had just done, roared and whipped his head around faster than a dog when he hears a cheese wrapper. I swore loudly as he finally got himself untangled from the ropes and buckets that had been around him and Smaug stomped over to the small entrance at the base of the tower where all the troughs of liquid gold joined and led out of the room.

Before he could get to Thorin, Thorin on his makeshift wheelbarrow boat floated through the entrance. I felt something giveaway beneath us then and suddenly the entire tower we were standing on started to collapse. I screamed as Bilbo and I fell, the tower breaking apart and as the section of the tower we were on fell it tipped us over, Bilbo and I sliding off of it and falling, rolling several feet where we finally stopped. My whole body felt battered and bruised and I panted as I laid there, but I didn't have long to contemplate the matter as Smaug turned his attention on Bilbo and me, gowling.

"Keep going, Adaira, Bilbo! Run!" Thorin shouted as he turned back to us and Bilbo and I pushed ourselves up to our feet. I grabbed onto the Hobbit's hand as we took off running, Smaug in close pursuit of us. Bilbo and I came to the end of our path and we took a leap of faith, jumping onto a large stone slide before Smaug could catch us. Smaug slid after us, demolishing all the stone structures nearby with his wings and he roared angrily as he was slowed down by the debris.

"Where are we going!?" Bilbo shouted as I followed my Stone Sense as we made it to a lower hall.

"The Gallery of the Kings!" I answered Bilbo, the two of us skidding around several corridors. I followed the tugging sensation behind my navel and before long we ran through a doorway and into a massive hall adorned with banners hundreds of feet tall.

Just as we ran into the room, the wall above the doorway, and us, exploded as Smaug jumped through it. Bilbo and I ran frantically from the flying rocks, but we were caught beneath the cloth of a falling banner and knocked to the floor. I clasped a hand over my mouth, to quiet how hard I was breathing as I heard Smaug leap to the floor very close to us.

"You think you could deceive me, Barrel-rider?" Samug demanded angrily and Bilbo lifted the edge of the banner and we peeked out at Smaug. "You have come from Laketown. There is- is some sort of scheme hatched between these filthy dwarves and those miserable tub-trading Lakemen. Those sniveling cowards with their longbows and black arrows!" Smaug said, talking to himself and his voice broke in both anger and fear when he mentioned the black arrows. "Perhaps it is time I paid them a visit," Smaug said then and he turned his head in the direction of Laketown and Bilbo gasped beside me.

"Oh, no," Bilbo said and he scrambled out from under the banner.

"Bilbo!" I said, wiggling out from under the banner and trying to stop him as Bilbo stood and faced Smaug.

"This isn't their fault! Wait!" Bilbo yelled at Smaug as I finally got to my feet panting. "You cannot go to Laketown," Bilbo added, running towards Smaug and hearing this, Smaug stopped for a moment, then turned toward Bilbo as I raced towards them both.

"You care about them, do you?" Smaug asked as Bilbo stopped running when his head got extremely close to the Hobbit. "Good. Then you can watch them die," Smaug told Bilbo before he turned and began to strode off down the hall. I ran after him, ducking into the next adjoining room as I realized there was nothing we could do to stop Smaug.

"Here, you witless worm!" Thorin shouted then and I whipped my head around and saw my Uncle, standing on top of a massive stone structure on the other end of the hall that looked roughly like a Dwarf. Smaug stopped in his tracks, snarling and squinting in anger and then he turned towards Thorin.

"You," Smaug spat with such venom as I quickly ran back to safety, having worked out that the massive stone structure was a metal casting mold. I had seen my father smithing enough times to recognize it for what it was and that meant Thorin was still proceeding with his plan.

"I am taking back what you stole," Thorin told Smaug as the dragon began to slowly stalk towards him.

"You would take nothing from me, Dwarf. I laid low your warriors of old. I instilled terror in the hearts of men. I am King under the Mountain," Smaug raged as he crept closer, boasting of his conquests and his head was now level with Thorin as Bilbo and I watched from the adjoining hall.

"This is not your kingdom. These are Dwarf lands, this is Dwarf gold, and we will have our revenge," Thorin vowed to Smaug and from the angle where I stood I could see that there were chains attached to various places on the back of the metal casting mold Thorin was standing on, and the ends of these chains were held by the other Dwarves who were standing on scaffolding. As Thorin spoke, Smaug's chest and neck began to glow with fire, and Thorin slowly reached up toward a rope above him.

Thorin shouted to the others in Khuzdul, words I did not know, just as Smaug opened his mouth and Thorin yanked on the rope and a pin behind the stone Dwarf fell out, releasing heavy wooden bands and chains that had been wrapped tightly around the metal casting mold. Smaug reared back his head in confusion at this as the others heaved at the chains, and more pins similar to the first were pulled out of the stone structure.

The stone structure fell apart revealing a massive statue of a Dwarven king, made entirely out of solid gold. There was no doubt in my mind who it was supposed to represent. After all, work on this statue had been underway when Erebor had been attacked and my great grandfather was consumed with Gold sickness. Thorin grabbed onto a chain and swung away on it to escape the falling rocks as Smaug looked at the golden statue, which was even larger than him, in awe and desire.

As he approached the statue his mouth opened slightly in greed and I heard Smaug gasp lightly as he stared at his reflection in the smooth surface of the gold. Suddenly, the gold around the statue's eyes warped before it exploded into liquid, the gold in the statue having not yet fully solidified. The entire statue began to collapse and explode into burning hot liquid and Smaug roared as the statue melted, scrabbling back to escape the molten gold.

He was too large however and he could not move fast enough and a tidal wave of gold hit him and knocked him over. As he roared in pain and anger, Smaug was entirely smothered and drowned in the gold, which filled the entire hall in a layer several feet gold settled and there was no sign of Smaug. A smile crept onto my face and for a moment I thought we had done it but then the surface of the golden lake exploded as Smaug leapt out of it. He was entirely covered in gold, and he screamed in anger and pain.

"Ahh! Revenge?! Revenge! I will show you REVENGE!" Smaug bellowed in anger as Bilbo and I flattened ourselves against a wall, looking on in shock. Even smothered in molten gold, Smaug still continued to fight, unopposed.

Smaug caught sight of Bilbo and I then and his head whipped towards us as he growled and I saw his chest heat up underneath the gold as he took several steps towards us. I froze in fear, too scared to move and before we could run for it, a deafening bellow resounded through the mountain, louder than the others and it shook the mountain, dust and stone raining down from the ceiling all around Smaug. Smaug began to roar in pain and anger as he shook his head around madly, flinging molten gold about the room as the sound caused him physical pain.

My hands shot up over my ears as the gong like sound continued to ring through the mountain and Smaug began to run down the hallway away from the sound and took off in flight, before the gold had even finished cooling. Several more bellowing gong sounds reverberated through the mountain before it once more fell silent and I could feel anger coming from the mountain. It was like it was fighting back.

Third Person POV

Outside the mountain, everything seemed quiet, the front gate of Erebor closed and shut tightly as it had been the day Smaug had attacked Erebor. Suddenly, the side of the mountain broke open as an enraged Smaug smashed his way out of it. He roared and flapped his wings, lifting off into the sky where he spun around several times, causing the remaining gold on him to fall off in a golden shimmer before he fell and opened his wings, swooping off towards Laketown.

In Laketown, the citizens suddenly heard a deafening sound that shook the town, causing waves to form on the lake. Many people screamed in fear as their homes shook and things came crashing to the floor. Just as soon as the noise began it stopped, the night turning deathly quiet once more and the people began to see the fire and light coming from the previously closed gates of Erebor. They shouted and cowered in fear knowing that only a dragon could have done such a thing. Bard grabbed at the bars of his cell in shock as he saw the mountain from the window lit up like a hearth. The Master and Braga had to see reason now. The prophecy was coming true just as he had told them it would.

"Listen to me! Do you not know what is coming!" Bard shouted to Braga and his soldiers who were partying in their barracks nearby and chose to ignore him and Bard's face turned grim as he realized no matter what he said they would not free him.

At Bard's house, the Dwarves, children, and Tauriel looked about in fear as a loud deafening noise once more shook through the house, everyone reaching up to clap their hands over their ears. The noise stopped almost as soon as it began and Tauriel reached for her daggers as she heard a noise just outside the door. The door opened and Tauriel relaxed as Lyssaria entered the house once more, her swords stowed away and her face grim. Tauriel could see how tired the Half Elven woman was and as she entered the dwelling, Tilda who had been clutching her doll tightly, ran towards Lyssaria and hugged her, the woman having saved her earlier. Lyssaria looked down in surprise at the young girl attached to her midsection before patting her on the back awkwardly.

"I am Fire. I am...DEATH!" Smaug raged to himself as he soared through the air towards Laketown, ready to put the Lakemen down once more. They were like cattle for the slaughter. If the Barrel-rider was so attached to them he could watch them burn. Oakenshield could try to run but wouldn't get far.

Adaira and Bilbo ran out of the ruined gates of Erebor and Bilbo ran ahead of Adaira, climbing up some ruins and looking up at the night sky where Smaug was flying toward Laketown. Bilbo fell to his knees as Adaira caught up with the Hobbit, clutching at the stitching in her side and standing hunched over as she caught her breath.

"What have we done?" Bilbo asked despairingly as he looked on in shock.

"The prophecy, Bard was right. We should have never entered the mountain," Adaira bit out as she stood up straight once more and stared out towards Laketown, a look of dread on her face as she realized there was nothing they could do to warn them.

Khuzdul:

Adad- Father