Spoilers alert: to those who have not yet seen the movies or read the books there will be spoilers.
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I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT HAVING UPDATE SOONER BUT SCHOOL WAS HARD THIS WEEK, IM FINALLY IN SPRING BREACK SO I HOPE TO UPDATE MORE THAN ONE CHAPTER. AGAIN I AM SO SORRY.
Chapter 2
Bilbo Baggings was not perfect, he had his faults and flaws, and he sometimes made poorly decisions, just like this one. When a wizard appear in front of him asking for someone to have an adventure with, he immediately said no, not him. Then dwarves started turning up on his doorstep, ravishing his home, getting all his food, and all of this happened just because Gandalf though he would be a perfect burglar. He had firmly decided that he was not going to go into any adventure, damn those dwarfs and their song of a kingdom and adventure. He knew it was going to be hard, that he would have to forget about his comfortable bed in Bag End, and many other things.
During the journey he had to face many dangers, trying to save the dwarves from a trio of mountain trolls, jumping in front of Thorin preventing Azog from decapitating their leader. Rescuing the company from the kingdom of the Elvenking had been a bit more difficult but he had manage, none of those things were considered treason however. But now, giving the Arkenstone to Bard the Bowman, even if it was to prevent a war from starting would be considered treason in Thorin's eyes and the rest of the company. Even knowing this Bilbo did not regretted his decision, he knew he had done the right thing and Thorin would thank him once he got rid of the Gold Sickness, if he ever does. He should've listened to Gandalf and stayed in Dale with the Elf and Men, even King Thranduil had asked him to stay, but he had to go back, see everything was alright and try to help in any way he could.
The company settle for the night, Thorin was down in the treasure rom once again, Bilbo sat away from the others, he was worried about what might happen tomorrow, he was hopeful that his plan would work, if things came to worse he would tell Thorin the truth, that it was him that give Bard the Arkenstone, since Bilbo jump in front of Thorin that night at the mountain peak their friendship had improved, maybe if he confessed Thorin would try to see reason. His thoughts started shifting towards the Elvenking, the King told him that Thorin would not be able to see what he did, that the Dwarf would see no reason behind the good intentions of the hobbit. What if King Thranduil was right? What if Thorin just ended up hating him? Shaking his head, Bilbo tried to clear his head from those thoughts, instead deciding to rest for the night, tomorrow would be a long day. As Bilbo lay on his side, his back against a wall, he felt a slight sting on his left wrist looking down he saw nothing but a slight patch of red, frowning he let it pass, as he closed his eyes the image of certain, blonde elf came to his mind, looking down at him smiling, it went as fast as it came, letting Bilbo wonder over his sanity for the rest of the night until, sleep came over and he sank into its blissful darkness.
The next morning the dwarfs woke up early, getting ready for battle, armed with the best weapons and armor, Bilbo still had on the vest Thorin had given him and Sting at his side, standing up he joined the dwarf, Bofur tried to make small conversation with him but even his fun and lighthearted humor could ease his nerves of the events to come. The company arrived at the gate in time to see the army of elves and men marching towards the mountain with Thranduil and Bard passing through the armies. His eyes were immediately drawn to the Elvenking, his beauty, even in times such as this, taking the breath away from those who gazed upon him. Bilbo had seen Thranduil before in his kingdom, back in Mirkwood, but he had not seen him look so angry before, his eyes held a burning fury in them, so strong that it send shivers down his spine.
He kept looking over the line of dwarfs as if looking for something or someone what it was he desire Bilbo wasn't sure but it was clear he could not find it. Thorin stood in the center of the company, suddenly Thorin took his bow and threw an arrow to the feet of Thranduil's Elk taking both the king and Bard by surprise. –"I'll put the next one between your eyes"- the company cheered at this, Bilbo saw as the king inclined his head and in a second they had arrows pointing their way, Bilbo with the rest of the company duck down behind the small wall of the gate, all except for Thorin who stood still, a new arrow pointing at Thranduil. Rising a hand the elves retreated their bows at their king's command.
-"We have come to tell you payment of your debt has been offered and accepted"- he said the last part smirking.
-"what payment? I give you nothing, you have nothing!"- Bilbo tried not to squirm in guilt, 'well here goes nothing' thought Bilbo looking down in time to see Bard retrieve the stone from inside his tunic holding it up for the dwarfs to see. –"we have this'- the dwarf gasped as they saw the king's jewel in the Bowman's hand.
-"They have the Arkenstone"- Kili said breathless –"Thieves! How can you have the relic of our home? That stone belongs to the King"-
-"The King may have it, all in good will"- said Bard putting the stone back in his tunic, -"but first he must honor his word"- Bilbo turned to look at Thorin waiting for his reaction preparing himself for what he was about to do. -"They are taking us for fools"- Thorin finally spoke his voice deep more sinister, -"a ruse, a filthy lie"- looking over at the armies of Men and Elf he shouted -"the Arkenstone is in this mountain, it is a trick"-
-"I-it's no trick"- Thranduil's head snapped up, he finally caught sight of Bilbo, he looked beautiful –"the stone is real, I give it to them"- Thranduil hold his breath, his Love had no idea what he was doing, Thorin could kill him because of his deeds. Listening intently the Elf could hear what was being spoken.
-"You?"- Thranduil couldn't tear his eyes away from the pair, Bilbo's life was at risk. -"I took it as my fortunes share"- said Bilbo tiling his head slightly. -"You steal from me?"- Thranduil was getting restless, Thorin Oakenshield was deep in his Gold Sickness he would see no reason.
-"Steal from you? No, no I might be a burglar but I like to think I'm a honest one"- Bilbo give a tight small smile -"I'm willing to let it stand against my claim"-
-"Your claim? You got no claim over me you miserable rat!"- Thranduil could not believe this was happening, his Love, his destines mate was risking his life in a foolish attempt to reason with the Dwarf king.
-"I was going to give it you, many times I wanted to but-" he paused, how could he continue without putting his life more in danger?
-"But what, thief?"- Bilbo decided that he was going to risk it, should luck be on his side maybe Thorin would see reason if not now maybe later.
-"You are changed Thorin! The dwarf I met in Bag End would never have gone back on his word, would have never doubted the loyalty of his kin!"-
-"Do not speak to me about loyalty"- Thorin looked distressed –"Throw him from the rampart!"- Bilbo looked up at Thorin shocked, throw him? But, did Thorin not get the point that going to war was madness!? –"Did you not hear me? I will do it myself!"- Thorin grabbed Bilbo by the shoulder roughly and drag him over to the wall. –"Curse you! Curse the wizard that put you in this company!"-
-"I you don't like my burglar, please don't damage him! Return him to me!"- Bilbo had never been happier of the arrival of Gandalf and a certain elf below shared the same thought. –"You are not making a very splendid figure as King under the Mountain are you? Thorin son of Thrain"- Thorin let go of Bilbo and sneered down at Gandalf –"Never again will I make dealings with wizards! Or shire rats!"- Thranduil stopped listening to the Dwarf bickering putting all his attention on Bilbo, he watched as the blond dwarf and one with a funny hat helped his Bilbo up, the Dwarf with the hat putting his bod between Bilbo and Thorin urging Bilbo to go, managing to put him safe away from the crazed Dwarf. Thranduil bowed to try and repair his debt to that Dwarf, mentally thanking him for helping his Hobbit.
Beside him Bard the Bowman was saying something his attention however, was still on his Hobbit. Bilbo was climbing down the wall and jumping from rock to rock to get to solid ground. He stood next to Gandalf, the fear still inn his eyes, Thranduil wanted nothing more than to hold him, make sure his little one was safe, that he was alright. The arrival of a crow made him look up to the dwarfs, Thorin looked at it and then to the horizon.
-"I will have war"- suddenly the sound of a marching army could be heard, Thranduil looked to the horizon –"Ironfoot"- he heard Gandalf whisper, turning his mount he shouted to his kin in elvish turning towards the coming army, he would trust Bilbo in the hands of Gandalf.
-"Good mornin'! How are we all? I have a wee proposition, if you wouldn't mind giving me a few moments of your time. Would you consider...JUST SODDING OFF?!"- Dain Ironfoot said, the Men took a couple of steps back, they did not back out however. Gandalf steeped forward and stared speaking with Dain, Thranduil looked around looking for Bilbo. He was almost hidden from view by the Men he was standing with, looking to his right he beckoned two of his guards toward him. -"Yes, My Lord"- they said in unison, bowing their heads to him. –"Take the Halfling back to Dale and keep him out of harm"- the guards looked confused at this but said nothing, bowing their heads they walked over to Bilbo and bowed one of them telling him something, Bilbo looked surprised looking over to the Elvenking, Thranduil give a small smile and bowed his head slightly looking over to Dale, silently asking him to go. Bilbo swallowed and nodded once looking up to the elf guards, who got behind Bilbo and started making their way back to Dale.
If anyone else notice, they did not showed all their attention was on Ironfoot, facing the dwarf army once again he smirked as Ironfoot insulted him –"He is clearly mad, like his cousin"- he spat
-"Hear that lads? Come on, let's give this bastards a good hammering!"- Thranduil watched as his elf stared preparing for attack, the dwarf shouting in dwarfish to his kin. There was a sound of something big ripping the earth, all three armies turned to see earthworms coming out from over a hill, an army of orcs rushing out of them.
-"The hordes of Hell are upon us! To battle, sons of Durin!"- shouted Dain his army moving to the front, ready to attack. If Thranduil joined the battle elvish blood would be spilled, but so would be dwarf blood.
-"Thranduil! This is madness!"- He looked over the orcs and dwarfs, he hesitated before coming to a decision he would join the battle. Elf stared running in aid of the dwarf, using their battle stance to jump over the dwarfs and kill the enemy. A horn was blow and monsters came down over the hills, killing anyone from the opposite army. Thranduil watched as a fresh flood of orcs come, but their destination was not Erebor, they were heading towards Dale, towards the Men, towards Bilbo!