Survival
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Dinosaur Imperial Soldier – Well, luckily after this chapter, she won't need to play cat and mouse with Smaug anymore. As for how she'll feel about Smaug going to Laketown, you'll have to see that in the next chapter.
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Bofur runs through Laketown, trying to find Kingsfoil. He smells some flowers on a windowsill and rejects them.
"Na."
As he continues running about, Bolg and other orcs spy him from a rooftop.
"Khozd!" one of the Orcs cries out quietly.
Bolg growls softly. Bofur finds a pig eating some weeds; he yanks it out of the pig's mouth and examines it, then smiles and turns to get back to Kili. Bolg and his Orcs follow on the rooftops.
At Bard's house, Sigrid leans over the balcony outside the front door, looking for her father. She hears a noise and calls out.
"Da? Is that you, Da?" Sigrid asks as she looks around.
She looks around for Bard but doesn't look up and see Orcs creeping on the roofs of the neighbouring houses. Inside, Oin hears a noise on the roof and looks up. As Sigrid turns to walk back inside, an Orc drops on the balcony behind her. She screams and slams the door, but the Orc stops it with his sword. Hearing the screams, Bain, Tilda, and the dwarves jump up.
As Bofur hurries toward Bard's house, an Orcs leaps at him from above. As the Orc swings its axe, Bofur falls backward and drops the Kingsfoil.
At the house, another door opens and an Orc strides inside. Oin throws a stack of plates at its head, but another Orc breaks through the roof and falls into the house. The first orc at the door swings at Sigrid, at she falls backward onto the table benches. She slides under the table and pulls the bench sideways next to her as a shield. Fili grapples with an Orc. As another orc falls in through the roof, Tilda throws a plate at it, then Sigrid pulls her under the table as well.
"Get down!" Sigrid yells out.
An orc threatens Bain, and Bain pushes the bench at it, knocking it over. Bain then grabs the end of the bench and throws it up, hitting the Orc in the head. More orcs jump in through the roof, and one approaches Kili, who is lying in bed.
Bofur tries to crawl away, but the Orc grabs him by the legs and pulls him back, then throws him onto a table which tips and causes Bofur to roll away. The orc raises its sword to cut Bofur down, but is suddenly skewered by an arrow through its chest. It falls over dead.
In the house, the girls scream as an Orc flips over the table they were hiding under. Another Orc leaps to the balcony in front of the house, but suddenly, Tauriel appears and stabs it in the throat with her knife. She pulls out her other knife as well, and begins killing the Orcs in the house.
Legolas jumps in through one of the holes in the roof. He too begins killing Orcs. An Orc approaches Kili and grabs him by the wounded leg. As Kili screams in pain, Tauriel throws her knife and it plunges into the Orc's throat. Legolas and Tauriel slay Orcs left and right.
As an Orc runs at them, Fili grabs Bain and forces him down.
"Get down!" He cries out to the boy.
Tauriel kills the Orc, then turns to kill another one. Kili stabs the Orc as well with the knife Tauriel had thrown earlier, and they together kill the Orc. But then, Kili falls over onto the floor, howling in pain, and Tauriel looks at him in worry.
An Orc, Bolg's lieutenant, flees from the house and jumps over the balcony, landing in a boat in the water below. He yells to Bolg, who is striding toward the house.
"Ekinskeld. Obguranid!"
"Gur! Arangim!" Bolg growls as he walks off, the other Orcs joining him.
In the house, Legolas stabs an Orc and trips it, and it falls backward over the balcony railing and lands in the boat below. The boat acts like a seesaw and sends Bolg's lieutenant orc, who had jumped into the boat earlier, flying up into the air, where Legolas slices off its head with his knives. As the orc's body falls into the water below, its head still looks at Legolas. Legolas releases the head and it falls. Legolas looks and sees the remaining Orcs running through Laketown after Bolg.
Bofur dazedly gets up and sees the Kingsfoil lying in front of him.
In the house, Bain speaks to Tauriel amazedly as he and the others stand.
"You killed them all."
"There are others. Tauriel, come." Legolas answers as he strides towards the door.
Tauriel, who had been looking after Kili, looks up. Kili is on the ground, and Oin examines him as Fili rushes over.
"We're losing him!"
Tauriel, looking shocked, looks at Kili, then at Legolas, who is waiting at the door.
"Tauriel."
Legolas looks at her for a moment and then walks out the door. Tauriel remains standing.
Legolas jumps over the balcony and onto a bridge, then begins running.
Tauriel looks away and begins to head out the door to follow Legolas. Just as she reaches the door, Kili moans in pain, and Tauriel turns to look at him.
Legolas catches up to the Orcs and shoots one at point blank; the arrow goes all the way through its head and into the wood planking behind.
Tauriel looks after Legolas, then at Kili again. She's been given an order by her Prince and she knows she must follow it, but how can she leave when Kili is dying. . .how could she let Violet go through the heartache of losing the one she loves? She can't let that happen. . .
Hearing a noise, Tauriel grabs her knives, then sees Bofur running up with the Kingsfoil. Her eyes open in shock and she takes the leaves from Bofur's stunned grasp.
"Athelas."
She reverently examines it.
"Athelas. . ."
"What are you doing. . .?" Bofur asks in confusion.
"I'm going to save him."
Once I am sure the dragon has moved a safe enough distance from my hiding space, I jump out and pause for a moment as pain shoot up my left hind leg. Once I am able to move, I run on, with my bad leg raised and run towards the exit, thankful to be on solid ground again. As I reach the stairs, my heart soars in relief at seeing Bilbo alive and well. He also smiled in relief at seeing me.
"Violet! You're alright!"
He rushes to me and holds me tight. I lay my head on his shoulder, thank Yavanna that she kept my friend safe. He suddenly gasps as he pulls away.
"Oh, Violet, your leg!"
Looking back at my left leg, I see the fur has singed away on my lower leg and a layer of skin burnt away, leaving it red and burning. The fur on my tail and other leg is also singed.
"I'm so sorry for leaving you alone."
I shake my head and nuzzle him, letting him know I'm alright before taking the sleeve of his coat in my mouth and pulling in the direction of the exit.
He nods. "Yes, you're right. Let's get out of here."
We both run on and soon find the stairs leading up to the exit.
"You're alive!" we hear Thorin exclaim.
Looking up, we see him stood at the top watching us.
"Not for much longer!" Bilbo points out.
"Did you find the Arkenstone?"
"The dragon's coming!"
"The Arkenstone!"
Thorin stands at the entrance, blocking us from leaving. As I'm looking at him, I can see a strange glint in his eye, a glint that scares me for a moment.
"Did you find it?"
He stares at us for several seconds, his gaze drifting between us.
Bilbo breaks the uncomfortable silence "No. We have to get out."
Bilbo tries to enter the tunnel, but Thorin swings his sword across it, blocking the entrance. He presses the blade against Bilbo, and Bilbo stumbles back, the sword still touching him. Bilbo and Thorin face each other, with the tip of Thorin's sword against Bilbo's chest.
"Thorin. Thorin!"
Thorin steps forward, forcing Bilbo to step back. Bilbo's eyes are open in fear, and Thorin's face is steel and blank of emotion. I'm then reminded of the words from Smaug, about watching the Arkenstone drive him mad and think he's right. Stepping in front of Bilbo, I nudge Thorin back, getting him away from the hobbit. He looks to me in surprise before pointing the sword at me.
I suddenly see something moving out of the corner of my eye, looking towards the movement, I freeze as I see Smaug. Thorin, seeing my reaction, turns to where I'm looking and also sees the dragon. Smaug, recognizing Thorin, snarls. Bilbo and I stand behind Thorin, who has his sword raised, ready for Smaug, when the remaining dwarves run out of the tunnel roaring and face Smaug, their weapons out. Smaug roars and rushes at them; his chest and neck glow orange.
"You will burn!"
Just as Smaug bellows fire at them, the dwarves, Bilbo and I turn and jump off the staircase. We tumble down the pile of treasure and land near the entrance to another tunnel, me yelping in pain before we run into the tunnel.
"Come on, Bilbo! Violet!" Dori yells out.
Once we get into a room, safe from Smaug, I collapse in pain, causing Balin, Dori, Ori and Bilbo to rush over to me. Seeing my leg, Balin immediately asks if I'm alright. I just nod as Thorin rushes into the room, his coat on fire. He throws himself onto the ground to extinguish the flames, but just throws off the coat before jumping back up.
"Come on." he orders before leaving.
With help from Balin and Dori, I manage to get on my legs and limp after them.
At Bard's house, Tauriel washes and tears apart the Kingsfoil in a bowl of water held by Tilda. Fili, Oin, and Bofur pick up a moaning Kili and lay him on the table and try to hold him down.
"Hold him down."
She approaches with the bowl of water and examines Kili's wound. Seeing how black and festered it is, she looks away in worry. As the others look on, Tauriel closes her eyes and begins chanting in Elvish while she kneads the soaked Kingsfoil in her hand, then presses it to Kili's wound, who proceeds to scream and struggle, causing Fili to press hard onto his shoulder to stop him from moving.
"Menno o nin na hon i eliad annen annin, hon leitho o ngurth."
Kili screams and thrashes in pain, and Sigrid jumps in to help hold his good leg down.
"Tilda!" she calls out to her sister, who rushes in to help.
Tauriel continues chanting; Fili looks at her strangely, and Oin listens in amazement through his fairly dented hearing trumpet. Kili begins calming down. He can hear Tauriel's voice, as though it's from far away, but when he looks to her, all he can see is Violet, his lovely Violet with her waist length black hair and brown eyes that shine with the flecks of gold. She glows like the moon and stars she loves so much. Kili just stares at her, glassy-eyed.
The dwarves, Bilbo and I emerge out of a tunnel and approach a stone bridge over a chasm. Thorin raises his hand and quiets the group.
"Shh. Shh."
"Quiet."
We near the foot of the bridge and Thorin peers around the edge of the tunnel, looking for any sign of Smaug.
"We've given him the slip." Dori says, sounding relieved
Dwalin shakes his head. "No, he's too cunning for that."
"So where to now?" Bilbo asks.
"The western guardroom. There may be a way out." Thorin answers.
"It's too high. There's no chance that way." Balin points out.
"It's our only chance. We have to try."
Quietly, we tiptoe across the bridge, looking all about. Suddenly, a coin falls to the floor right in front of Bilbo and rings loudly. We all freeze and look at Bilbo, who frantically checks his jacket to see if some coin had been stuck in a fold. Hearing another coin fall, we look up and I freeze, my blood going cold as Smaug crawls along the ceiling just above us, looking for us, luckily he hasn't seen us. The coins that fell came from his chest and legs, where several coins and gems have embedded themselves after years of him sleeping on them. Thorin motions for us to keep moving and we follow him off the bridge. I wince as every noise my chain makes, but luckily Smaug doesn't notice as we run into another tunnel.
At Bard's house, Tauriel binds Kili's leg with a clean cloth. Kili lies on the table with his head in a basket of walnuts. Oin and Fili are in the kitchen, watching a pot of water boil.
"I've heard tell of the wonders of elvish medicine. That was a privilege to witness."
Kili slightly opens his eyes and looks at Tauriel.
"Violet. . ."
Tauriel looks to the dwarf and smiles. "Lie still."
"You cannot be her."
Tauriel looks up in confusion.
"She is far away. Sh-She is far, far away from me, and she walks in moonlight in another world."
Tauriel looks at Kili and smiles, even in his state of delirium, he thinks of Violet. She knew the Skin-Changer loves the dwarf, but wasn't sure if her feelings were reciprocated, now. . .she does.
"It was just a dream."
Kili slowly raises his hand and entwines his fingers with Tauriel's. Looking at their hands, Tauriel just puts it to him seeing Violet and not her.
"Do you think she could have loved me?"
Tauriel is silent for a few moments, not wanting to betray Violet's trust, but she grips the dwarf's hand in a friendly way and squeezes it in reassurance.
"I know she does, Kili. You will see her again soon. But for now, rest."
He nods as he lets go of her hand and lays his head back to sleep. Tauriel smiles as she continues binding his leg.
Running through a hall, we follow Thorin as he turns a sharp left into a room.
"Stay close."
We all stop abruptly when they see that the guardroom is full of rotted, dust- and cobweb-covered corpses. My heart drops and I almost want to weep for the poor people.
"That's it, then. There's no way out."
It seems like a landslide or something has blocked the exit, trapping the dwarves in the past in the room to die.
"The last of our kin. They must have come here, hoping beyond hope." Balin says sadly.
I drop my head as I see the corpses of men, women and children, even some babies still being held in their mother's arms. I cannot help but think back to twenty four years ago when Azog and his orcs killed my brothers and the others before taking the rest of us prisoner. I can relate to how the poor dwarves felt. So scared and waiting for death to come. . .I watched Mama, my sister and my friends die while Papa and I survived.
Balin's voice pull me from my thoughts. "We could try to reach the Mines. We might last a few days."
"No. I will not die like this. Cowering, clawing for breath. We make for the forges."
"He'll see us, sure as death." Dwalin points out.
"Not if we split up."
Balin looks hesitant. "Thorin, we'll never make it."
"Some of us might. Lead him to the forges. We kill the dragon. If this is to end in fire, then we will all burn together."
We all look at each other for a few moments before nodding in agreement. Thorin splits us off into groups. He, Balin and Bilbo together; then Dori, Ori and Bombur; Dwalin, Nori and I and finally Gloin and Bifur.
We all leave the room and go in different directions. Thorin, Balin and Bilbo run onto the bridge we were on earlier, Dori, Ori and Bombur on one below them, Dwalin, Nori and I go to one above them and Gloin and Bifur are below us.
"Are ye going to be able to keep up, lass?" Dwalin asks while eyeing my wound.
Even on three legs, I still manage to stand tall and growl affirmatively.
"Of course she can. She's strong, our Violet." Nori says fondly as he ruffles my head.
I just grin before hearing Smaug's voice.
"Flee, flee! Run for your lives! There is nowhere to hide."
Peeking through the doorway, I see Smaug go at Thorin, Balin and Bilbo, but he turns at another sound. Dori, Ori, and Bombur are running on another bridge and yelling to distract Smaug.
"Behind you! Wyrm!"
Smaug looks at them, then lunges toward them. They turn and run.
"Come on!"
As Smaug chases the second group, Thorin, Bilbo, and Balin continue across the bridge.
Dwalin, Nori and I run along the bridge, stopping halfway across for Dwalin to shout to the dragon.
"Hey you! Here!"
I also bark and howl to get his attention, which we do as Smaug turns and jumps at us. We run along the bridge and into a tunnel just before Smaug's claw lands where we were. I look back in time to see Smaug chasing after Gloin and Bifur.
"Come on, lass!" Dwalin yells out.
I turn and follow the two dwarves along halls and down stairs until we came across a very large room with several large furnaces. We stop and look around to see Thorin falling down a hole, Smaug close behind him.
"Thorin!" Dwalin yells worriedly as he looks into the hole.
Dwalin smashes his axe into the machinery holding the chain Thorin is holding on to, and the chain stops descending abruptly. Beside Dwalin, a heavy holding bucket on the other end of the same chain begins descending rapidly, causing Thorin's chain to fly upward. Thorin soars upward, narrowly missing Smaug's head. Smaug turns and manages to grab the end of Thorin's chain, stopping its movement. Smaug pulls down, at the machinery holding the chain at the top of the pit breaks free of its moorings and falls into the pit. The chain slacks, Thorin falls and lands right on the tip of Smaug's closed mouth.
'Thorin!' I yell out, which comes out in barks.
He stands on Smaug's top lip as Smaug growls and opens his mouth; fire is visibly rising up his neck. Just as Smaug snaps closed his mouth to eat Thorin, Thorin leaps to the side and grabs another chain. Smaug turns to bite him, but the falling machinery strikes him in the face.
Nori hits another machine, and its gears spin rapidly, pulling Thorin on his chain rapidly upward. Smaug roars and blows smoke straight up the pit after Thorin.
"Thorin!" Nori exclaims, reaching a hand out to him.
Thorin catches it and Nori pulls him onto the ledge just as the fire erupts beside him.
"Go! Go!"
Thorin and Nori run through narrow slits between tall, stone pillars and join the other dwarves, Bilbo and I as we are standing in front of the furnaces. Gloin and Bifur are still missing, but we know they'll be here soon.
I take this chance to turn back into my human form, allowing Dwalin to keep hold of me so I don't fall over while keeping weight off my left leg.
"The plan's not going to work. These furnaces are stone cold." Dwalin tells Thorin.
Balin nods. "He's right; we've no fire hot enough to set them ablaze."
The furnaces are all dark, with no sign of fire within. Thorin turns back toward the pit just as a growl came from it. Thorin goes to the pillars to taunt the dragon.
"Have we not? I did not look to see you so easily outwitted!"
Smaug's claw emerges from the pit, his body following it. Thorin continues taunting him.
"You have grown slow and fat in your dotage."
Smaug snarls at Thorin in anger.
"Slug."
As Smaug snarls and advances, Thorin gets behind a pillar and yells to the others to do the same.
"Take cover. Go!"
We all rush to the pillars, Dwalin pushing me against me and covering me with his body to protect me from the flames Smaug just unleashes. I bury my head into Dwalin's shoulder as I feel the heat and have to bit my lip to stop myself from crying out as I feel the agonizing heat on my calf.
"Thorin! Look!" I suddenly hear Dori.
As Smaug's fire stops, I look over Dwalin's shoulder and see fire coming out of the bottom of the furnaces and they begin glowing and working.
Smaug growls in confusion and anger. As we run from the pillars, Smaug begins battering at them with his head and claws. They are immensely strong, like a latticework of metal, but they begin to bend under Smaug's tremendous strength.
"Bombur! Get those bellows working. Go!" Thorin orders.
"Alright!"
Bombur runs and leaps onto a chain next to a forge. The chain slides down with his weight, and he lands on the handle of a massive bellows. The bellows compress and blast air into the furnace, which exhumes bright blue flames.
Thorin turns and sees the latticework continue to bend from Smaug's bashing.
"Bilbo! Violet! Up there, on my mark, pull that lever."
He points us toward a lever high up on a mound, and Bilbo runs toward it, I run after him as best as I can. After climbing the stairs and reaching the top, Bilbo gets me to sit down.
"How are you doing?" he asks me while checking my wound.
"I'm fine, don't worry. Let's just get ready for Thorin's command."
He nods and freezes as he looks behind me. Turning around, I see Smaug looking in our direction and stalking towards us. He then stops and looks to his left and starts growling as he sees Thorin standing there.
"Now!" Thorin yells.
I jump up and help Bilbo pull down on the lever just as Smaug lunges toward Thorin. Huge jets of water burst out of carved faces in the wall behind Bilbo and I and slam into Smaug, knocking him off balance and quenching the flames he was beginning to blow at Thorin, causing steam to rise up around us.
I breathe a sigh of relief as Smaug slides into the side of a furnace from the force of the water, and the glow in his chest disappears. Roaring in rage, Smaug flaps into the air and begins thrashing about madly. The jets of water cause a watermill to begin turning some gears, which causes the various rope conveyor belts to begin operating. Some of them are full of heavy chunks of rock and ore.
Bombur continues going up and down on his chain, pumping the bellows and turning the furnace fire blue. Atop the furnaces, I watch as the solid impure gold begins to glow and melt. Smaug begins crawling toward Thorin again. Above him, I breath a sigh of relief as I see Gloin and Bifur have arrived on the bucket conveyor belt.
Suddenly, there is a flash of blue light on the side of his head. Looking down, I see Balin, Ori, and Dori are throwing flash-flame bombs at Smaug, which don't seem to faze the dragon as he continues toward Thorin.
Above Smaug, Gloin raises his axe and cuts the rope of the conveyor belt full of heavy rocks below him, dropping tons of rocks on Smaug and making him fall to the ground, roaring.
The gold atop the furnaces is completely melted now. Thorin runs over to a furnace and pulls on a chain, opening a gate which allows the molten gold to flow out of the furnaces and through troughs built into the ground.
Smaug, tangled in the ropes of the conveyor belt, thrashes about and hits the rope of the conveyor belt Gloin and Bifur are in, breaking it and knocking it to the floor. Thankfully, they land on the ground unhurt. Beneath Smaug, rivers of molten gold flow through the troughs on the floor. Thorin turns and begins running, shouting back at the dwarves.
"Lead him to the Gallery of the Kings!" I hear Thorin yell out.
As Smaug thrashes about, one of the heavy metal buckets tangled on him goes flying toward Bilbo and I on top of the mound. Bilbo and I quickly duck out of the bucket but soon have to keep out balance as Smaug's tail smashes into the base of the mound, cracking it and worrying the both of us as the tower staggers slightly.
Thorin throws the wheelbarrow into a channel of gold and leaps into the wheelbarrow; it floats on the gold and is carried along. Seeing this, Smaug roars and whips his head around, finally getting rid of the ropes and buckets tangled around him. He stomps over to a small entrance at the base of the tower Bilbo and I are on where all the troughs of liquid gold join and lead out of the room.
Before he can get to Thorin however, the dwarf floats through the entrance on the wheelbarrow, just as the tower collapses and we both fall. I cry out in pain as I land hard on my leg before rolling away.
"Violet! Are you alright!?" Bilbo asks as he rushes over.
I nod as I stand, staggering slightly. We freeze as Smaug sees the both of us, snarling at us.
"Keep going, Bilbo! Violet! Run!" Thorin calls out to us.
Quickly shifting into wolf form, I toss Bilbo onto my back and run off, Smaug in pursuit. I leap onto a large stone slide, Bilbo holding into my fur as we hear the snap of Smaug's jaws right behind me as I evade him in time. Smaug also slides down after us, demolishing all the stone structures nearby with his wings.
Once we hit level ground, I run through a doorway and into a massive hall adorned with banners hundreds of feet tall, which I recognise as the Gallery of Kings. Just as we run in, the wall above the doorway explodes as Smaug jumps through it. I run frantically from the flying rocks, Bilbo gripping onto me. I suddenly drop as one of the banners falls on us, covering the both of us just as Smaug leaps to the floor and shouts angrily.
"You think you could deceive me, Barrel-rider?"
Bilbo and I peak out from the under the banner.
"You have come from Laketown. There is- is some sort of scheme hatched between these filthy dwarves and those miserable cup-trading Lakemen. Those sniveling cowards with their longbows and black arrows!"
Smaug is talking to himself, and his voice breaks in both anger and fear when he mentions the black arrows.
"Perhaps it is time I paid them a visit."
Smaug turns to go to Laketown, and I gasp at the same time as Bilbo as I realise Fili, Kili, Bofur and Oin are still there, along with the bargeman and his family. Bilbo scrambles out from under the banner and yells at Smaug.
"This isn't their fault! Wait! You cannot go to Laketown."
Hearing this, Smaug stops for a moment, then turns toward Bilbo, who is running after him, with me right behind.
"You care about them, do you?" I step in front of Bilbo, growling as the dragon as he inches closer, so close I can feel his breath. "Good. Then you can watch them die."
Smaug turns and strides off down the hall.
"No. . .Kili. . ." I think in a panic, worrying for my love.
"Here, you witless wyrm!" Thorin's voice suddenly calls out from another end of the hall.
Smaug stops in his track, snarling and squinting in anger. He then turns toward Thorin.
"You."
"I am taking back what you stole."
Smaug slowly stalks toward Thorin.
"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."
His head is level with Thorin now; who I see is standing on top of a tall stone structure. Bilbo and I watch from an adjoining hall, hiding behind a pillar.
"This is not your kingdom. These are dwarf lands, this is dwarf gold, and we will have our revenge."
As Thorin speaks, Smaug's chest and neck glow with fire, and Thorin slowly reaches up toward a rope above him. Just as Smaug opens his mouth, Thorin yells something in Khuzdul before he yanks on the rope, and a pin behind the stone falls out, releasing heavy wooden bands and chains that had been wrapped tightly around the stone. Smaug rears his head in confusion.
I see the other dwarves pull mightily on their chains, and more pins similar to the first are pulled out of the stone. The stone structure, which is now revealed to be the mold into which the liquid gold from earlier poured into, falls apart and reveals a massive statue of a dwarf king, made entirely out of solid gold. Thorin swings away on a rope to escape the falling rocks.
Smaug looks at the golden statue, which is even larger than him, in awe and desire. As he approaches it, his mouth opens slightly in greed. Suddenly, the gold around the statue's eyes warps and then explodes into liquid; the gold in the statue had not yet fully solidified, and the entire statue collapses and explodes into burning hot liquid.
Smaug roars in anger as the statue melts, and scrabbles backward to escape the gold. However, he cannot move fast enough and the tidal wave of gold hits him and knocks him over. As he roars, he is entirely smothered and drowned in the gold, which fills the entire hall in a layer several feet deep.
After a few moments, Smaug leaps out. He is entirely covered in gold, and he screams in anger and pain.
"Ahh! Revenge?! Revenge! I will show you REVENGE!"
As the dwarves, Bilbo and I look on in shock, Smaug runs down the hallway and takes off in flight. Running after him, I watch as he breaks through the great doors of Erebor. Running through, I see him spinning in the sky, causing the remaining gold on him to fall off in a golden shimmer. He then flies off toward Laketown.
Standing on some rocks away from Erebor, I watch in despair as he flies.
"I am fire. . .I am DEATH!" I hear Smaug say.
"What have we done?" Bilbo says from next to me.
Kili. . .
Well, there we have it. If all goes well, Kili and Violet should be reunited in the next chapter. . .or maybe the chapter after, I'm not too sure yet. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please stay tuned for the next one. Keep you lovely reviews coming, I love hearing from all of you! Xx
Translations;
Khozd! - Dwarves!
Ekinskeld. Obguranid! - Oakenshield has gone!
Gur! Arangim! - Fall back! Regroup at the bridge!
Menno o nin na hon i eliad annen annin, hon leitho o ngurth. - May the blessing that was given to me be sent from me to him, may he be released from death.
