Note: Italics is thoughts, unless specified otherwise i.e flashbacks or visions. / is timeskip
Alexa watched as the army she had seen last night emerged from the four holes in the earth. Fierce growls left the armoured orcs, their sharp teeth glinting in the early light, drool running down their gnarled faces.
She turned her attention to Ravenhill, where Azog the Defiler stood smirking sadistically. Behind him were three other orcs. Two stood next to tall mechanical machines with cloth and symbols on them, whilst the other stood behind a massive horn.
Faintly Alexa heard Dain command his army to face the orcs. It wasn't long after then that she averted her eyes from Azog and saw Dain and his troops sprint past her, Bilbo, Gandalf, Bard's men and the Elvish army to meet the orcs.
- Scene: Erebor -
"I'm going over the wall," Fili declared, "Who's coming with me?"
The Dwarves around him cheered in agreement, all wanting to join their Kin in defence of their newly reclaimed home. Though, one did not.
"Stand down," Thorin muttered gruffly, turning away from the battle; worry clear in his eyes, but it wasn't for his Kin.
There was a brief pause before Ori broke it, "What? Are we to do nothing?" he asked, slightly horrified.
Thorin began his descent down the steps, his regal armour clinking with every step. "I said, stand down!" he yelled,
- Scene: Battle -
"The Elves, will they not fight?" Bilbo asked,
Alexa and Gandalf glanced toward said Elves. The army stood motionless before the gates of Erebor, awaiting the command from their King. Neither answered the Hobbits question, for both of them didn't really know. Gandalf, well he hadn't had the easiest time convincing Thranduil about the oncoming orc army and now that it was here, he doubted that the Elf King would fight for the Dwarves. Now Alexa had seen Thranduil and his army fight in her visions, but all it took was one word, one misplaced word and everything could change. So, she remained silent and turned her gaze back to the Dwarves.
She watched from beside Bilbo as the Dwarves came to a halt not twenty meters away from the oncoming orcs. The front row kneeled, their shields upright and resting on the earth, and they all stuck their spears between the gaps; in position. The Dwarves behind them soon followed their example, creating a wall with spears sticking out towards the approaching orcs. A yell of Khuduzul left one Dwarf, and similar-sounding shouts erupted from the Dwarven warriors in response.
"Thranduil this is madness!" Gandalf yelled, trying to make the Elf King see sense.
Alexa grasped her inactive lightsaber in her hand, her thumb hovering over the button that would activate it. Just a little longer.
Peering down at Bilbo, Alexa sighed at his fearful expression. Placing her left hand on his shoulder, she squeezed it softly. A small reassuring smile made its way to her lips as he looked up at her. She patted his shoulder once more before releasing it entirely; shifting her attention back to the legions of orcs.
Bilbo looked at her almost puzzled, "Aren't you going to fight Alexa?"
Alexa sighed at his words, her lightsaber feeling heavy in her hand. "Yes, Bilbo," she said, looking down at her friend. "All in good time."
Bilbo gazed up at Alexa, fear coursing through his veins. He was a Hobbit of Bag-end, not a warrior, and yet here he was standing on the battlefield. His eyes fell to the weapon that was in her hand. He momentarily closed his eyes. His jaw clenched as her words from before ran through his mind.
Alexa watched him from the corner of her eye as he did this. "Don't worry my friend, everything will go as it is meant to," she assured him.
Bilbo didn't have time to ask what she had meant as his attention was drawn to the Elves running past them and joining the Dwarves. He watched as they leapt over the Dwarves and engaged the orcs. The clash of metal on metal sounded amongst the grunts and groans as the battle commenced.
ALEXA'S POV
Breathing softly, Alexa closed her eyes and willed all sounds to drown out. Soon the noise of battle fell on deaf ears as she cleared her mind of distractions and thoughts of doubt. Gripping her treasured weapon in both hands, she exhaled once more before opening her eyes.
The familiar hum of her weapon sounded in her ears as the forest green light formed into a deadly blade. It was time.
"Goodbye, Bilbo," she whispered to the Hobbit before charging towards the battle, not waiting to hear her friend's reply.
Her boots thumped against the hard ground as she neared the battle. Though, before she could do so much as slice an orc in half, Dain Ironfoot blocked her with his pig.
"Wha' yer doing lass? A young lassie like ya should be back, away from teh battle and safe with teh bairns," He told her as he bashed an orc's head in with his war hammer.
Alexa could have laughed at his look of concern, though she didn't. Before she could say so much of a word, the same horn from before echoed around them once more.
Her eyes snapped up to Ravenhill, where she watched the flags rise and fall in a command. That can't be good, she thought. Yells sounded ahead, causing her to snap her gaze towards the sound. A thump in her throat grew, and she quickly swallowed it as she stared upon the beasts. Ogres, she thought bitterly.
"Did yer hear me, lass?" Dain asked, staring intently at the woman.
Alexa turned her gaze back to the ginger Dwarf who had effortlessly beat off another orc with his hammer without breaking eye contact with her. She huffed at the Dwarf, not having the time nor the energy to go into a full explanation with him right now. So, she did the one thing she knew how to do. Distract and evade.
"Look out!" she screamed suddenly, holding a shaky hand up to her mouth in false terror.
Alexa watched as the ginger Dwarf took the bait and swiftly turned his head to look for the invisible orc. Before Thorin's cousin could realise what had happened, she leapt flawlessly over him and smoothly engaged in the fight.
She knew from the beginning that her lightsaber would hold a clear advantage over her opponents. But damn, if it wasn't cutting through their armour like it was warm butter. Over the clash of metal on metal, she could faintly hear the horn sounding once again, but this time she didn't need to look far to find out what it meant.
Dwarves on war machines lead by mountain goats rode nearby. A large crossbow, sort of weapon was on the machine. As well as sharp twisting tri-blades on the centre cap of every wheel. To put it simply, the war chariot was effective at disposing of orcs. And that's exactly why the horn had sounded.
Wrenching her sabre from the chest of an orc, she watched as dozens of ogres ran towards the war machines. Gut-wrenching screams erupted as the ogres beat, stamped on and bashed the Dwarves controlling the chariot with their clubs and feet.
Distracted from the sight, Alexa felt rather than saw the blade that slashed her back. Releasing a cry of pain, Alexa spun around and decapitated the orc that had struck her. Breathing heavily, adrenaline pumped through her veins; it had been years since she had been in a battle.
Silently belittling herself for getting distracted, Alexa swung her lightsaber and let go. Letting the force guide it and guide it, it did. Holding up her hand, her weapon flew back into her palm, and she continued fighting. Taking no notice of the few Dwarves and Elves that had stared wondrously at her for a few seconds. All simultaneously realizing that she had just decapitated at least two dozen orcs and in doing so, saved them.
Loud thumps reverberated through the ground and up through Alexa's legs as the ogres continued to chase after the surviving war machines. Before she couldn't do much to help as the machines were on the other side of the battle, but now she could see one heading not that far from where she stood now.
Spinning, Alexa lacerated the backs of two unexpecting orcs before bringing her lightsaber down across their throats. Glancing back up, she watched as a chariot that had previously been several meters away now came straight towards her. The Dwarves on the chariot paid little to no notice of her as they were currently being chased by three ogres. Well, all but one.
The driver yelled in Dwarvish, alerting their comrades to move. And all of them did, even the Elves. Though they probably hadn't understood the Dwarf's words, they definitely heard the war chariot come towards them.
Alexa clipped her deactivated lightsaber on her belt and looked up at the frantic Dwarf who was yelling at her to get out the way. Or so she assumed, I mean it wasn't as if he was speaking English or common as they call it.
Before the Dwarf could swerve or just straight-up run over her, Alexa leapt over the goats and landed heavily behind the driver. Said Dwarf had seen her jump and was currently staring wide-eyed at her. Not that it lasted long as they seemed to remember where they were.
The chariot rocked beneath her feet, and she had to hold onto the sides of the machine for balance. The three other Dwarves on the chariot looked at her in shock, the one on the steps controlling the crossbow could do nothing, but the other two turned their blades to her.
"I'm here to help! I've been travelling with King Thorin's company!" she managed to squeak out before they skewered her like a kebab.
She didn't know if they believed her or if it were because of the approaching ogres but either way she was glad they didn't kill her.
A roar echoed beside her, and she turned just in time to see the wicked gleam in the ogre's eyes before it struck. Herself and the four Dwarves jerked forward as their chariot came to a sudden halt.
Knowing she didn't have long, Alexa quickly got to her feet, unclipped her lightsaber and activated it. Springing into action, she leapt in front of the driver who was about to be hit by the ogre and brought her lightsaber up to meet its club. Ducking her head, she narrowly missed hitting her head with the severed club and swiftly slashed its hands, just above the wrist.
A deafening shriek erupted in her ears, causing her and the Dwarf beside her to cup their ears in a haste attempt to block out the sound. Recovering faster than the Dwarf, she threw her lightsaber at the two remaining ogres that had sadly crushed two of the three Dwarves.
Without looking back to see if she had killed them, she grabbed the reins and whipped them, causing the goats to begin running again. Once they were far enough away from the shrieking ogre and the heat of battle, Alexa exhaled deeply and nodded; handing the shocked Dwarf back the reins. She took a moment to look at the Dwarf, who had since lost his helmet. He was only a young Dwarf by the looks of it, round Ori's age if she had to guess. He had dark chestnut hair, a broad nose and deep brown eyes with hazelnut specks.
"Wh-who are you miss?" he asked, his voice slightly shaky.
"Alexa. What's your name?" she replied, sending a sweet smile. Though she didn't know how it would come across, considering she was covered in blood. But, oh well.
"Dagur,"
"Nice to meet you, Dagur."
Dagur averted his gaze and grimaced almost awkwardly. "Er Alexa miss,"
"Yes, Dagur?"
"You left your um laser sword back there," he said, pointing back the way they came.
"Ah, yes. I did," she said, chuckling to herself. She could almost hear him as if he were there. 'Your weapon is your life'.
At that moment, Dain Ironfoot came trotting towards them on his boar; his loyal soldiers protecting him as he approached them. "Wha' are ya doing lassie? I told ya before, yer not safe out 'ere! Ya need te get inside!" he commanded, his accent sounding clearly over the battle.
Dagur and the Dwarf behind her on the chariot had tried to cut in and explain what Alexa had done and how skilled she was, but Dain didn't give them the chance. "Now yer out 'ere injured, unarmed and defenceless in teh midst of a battle!" he cried as if she had just deeply offended him.
Alexa was so, so close to just losing it and lying on the ground, wheezing with laughter. Honestly, she had completely forgotten about the cut on her back, only her shoulder had ached, and she had easily ignored that.
But now that he mentioned it, she had begun to feel a sting of fire encompass her back more clearly as the adrenaline from battle rapidly left her system. But before she or Dain could say any more on the subject a roar sounded. The ogre with the severed hands that Alexa had cut off was charging towards them, along with several dozen other orcs.
A disgruntled huff left Alexa as she was pulled off the chariot and pushed behind Dain and his men; her back against the hill. The hill! Turning towards the slope, Alexa held out her hands towards the dirt and rock; her feet planted firmly on the ground. She could hear Dain yell at his men in Khuduzul followed by the tell-tale sounds of arrows being shot. Though she was sure it was steadily decreasing the enemy's numbers; she knew it wouldn't be enough.
Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and her eyebrows crinkled in concentration as she made the earth bend to her will. Sensing the ogre and orcs now only seven meters away, she gritted her teeth and heaved the rocks out of the hill. With heavy feet, she staggered towards the oncoming orcs. With her arms outstretched and her eyes closed, she raised her hands; the earth following her movements.
Once in position, Alexa sharply moved both hands away in the opposite direction of the other. At her action the rocks toppled onto the orcs, crushing them into the ground.
Panting, Alexa reached one hand out in the direction of her lightsaber; willing it to come to her. She didn't know how long had passed before it was in her hand again, but it was long enough. Igniting the sabre, she jumped over Dagur, Dain and his soldiers and more importantly the ogre.
The beast roared in pain as Alexa's lightsaber sliced through its Achilles, bringing it to the ground with a loud thud. Its shouts were seized as a green light sprouted out of its chest where its heart lay. The handless ogre let out one final croak before it fell with a boom; dead.
Alexa hacked harshly for a few moments, as she had inhaled the dust caused by the beasts fall. Deactivating her lightsaber, she looked up at the Dwarves. If she had thought Dagur was shocked before, he was astonished now. Dain wasn't any better. The look of absolute bewilderment on his face almost made her laugh.
"Well, I best be going. Got to go hide with the woman and children." she sighed, making a show of clipping her lightsaber on her belt and brushing the dust off her tunic.
"No, no lass. We need you," Dain stammered, stuck between amazement and awe.
Alexa smirked at his words; she had certainly shown him. Hide with the woman and children? Ha! That'll be the day.
"Though I have to ask lass... Is it for sale?"
Alexa looked at where he was pointing, snorting unladylike as she peered at her lightsaber "No, sorry. It's not," she snickered. Thorin and his cousin were very much alike.
AN: I think it's safe to say that Dain likes Alexa. Hope you enjoyed this update!
