"Well now the Battle is upon us. Hopefully I will be able to write this chapter without crying too much. It never sat well with the way PJ ended thing's. But thats why we have Fan-Fiction. Let's see what Philicia can do to insure the line of Durin does not fall. Once again thank you to my lovely followers .
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Chapter 43 Battle for Erebor Pt. 1
November 23rd. TA 2941
Philicia stood deathly still her eyes fixed on the dwarf with The Raven Crown upon his head. Suddenly there was a sound coming over the western horizon as if a thousand marching feet were decending down the sloap below Ravenhill. Dain had come. "Iron Foot" Gandalf said as Bilbo's eye's scanned the army of dwarves slowly approaching. The Elves moved swiftly into position following the hand siginals Thranduil was giving. "Bilbo" Gandalf said ."Make sure you stay close to me." The wizard commanded him gripping his staff tighter in his hand. Coming out of army of dwarves was a lone dwarf astride a large boar. "Thorin" The dwarf hollered. "Good morning cousin." The company up on the top ledge raised their weapons and fist's in the air cheering for the dwarven army that had come to their aid. Philicia moved to stand next to Thorin their hands feeling for each other and then clasping tightly fingers intertwined. "Oh god here we go " She wispered as her thoughts scrambled together. "Philicia my heart, never underestimate dwarve's."Thorin reassured her as she stood next to him her whole being trembling with anticipation.
"Lord Dain stopped at a small overlook. "G-morning, I have a wee proposition for you. If you wouldn't mind sparing me some of your time?" "Would ya consider...JUST SODDING OFF! All of you, right now!" Dain's thunderous voice sailed over the valley. "Who's that?" Bilbo asked looking at the dwarf riding the pig. "That is Dain Lord of The Iron Hills, Thorin's cousin." "Is he a problem?" Bilbo further questioned. " I have always found Thorin the more reasonable one." Gandalf looked down at him. The army of elves parted to let their king and the wizard through. Thranduil rode up to the Dwarf Lord upon a white elk ,Bilbo and Gandalf by his side. "Come now ,Lord Dain," Gandalf began dipping his head. "Gandalf the Grey." Dain growled out loud. "Tell this rabble to leave or i'll water the ground with their blood!" Gandalf stepped toward the Dwarf Lord. "There is no need for war between dwarves, men and elves. A legion of orcs march upon the mountain. Stand your army down." Gandalf warned. "I will not stand down before any elf! Not least this faithless woodland sprite, who wishes nothing but ill will upon my people!" From atop the rampart the company cheered at Dain's insults to the Elven King. "If he chooses to stand between me and my kin, I'll split his pretty head open!" Dain shouted raising his hammer high above his head. Thranduil glared at Lord Dain his blue grey eye's blown in anger. " See if he's still smirking then." From Erebors gates the cheers went up . Philicia stayed quiet gripping Thorin's hand tighter. He glanced down at her and then swiftly moved in for a quick kiss . "I love you." She wispered in his ear as they broke apart. Thranduil was watching Dain ride back up the hill to his awating troop's. He shot the Elven King a challenging look. "See what you think of that you pointy eared princess." With that he rode back up the hill. "He's clearly mad,like his cousin." Thranduil smirked his eyes following the dwarf atop the boar. "All right lad's we're on. Let's give these bastards a good hammering!"
Dain hollered as he rode along the front line . "IFRIDZUN!" The dwarven captain yelled to the troops. Suddenly a horn blast and a charge of rams came bursting through the army of dwarves spears and shields clashing with the elven swords. Thranduil's army tried to step aside to avoid being trampled amoung the stampeed but some were knock down and others sent flying as the rams with dwarven warriors atop their back slung out with their axes killing many elves instantly. Thranduil waved his hand down as the elves shot arrows at the dwarves upon the stepped back and the next line of archers took their place. "ANSARU KITNUL,IFRIDI BEKAR!" The captain hollered in rapid khuzdul. The dwarves fired back their arrows armed with thin razor sharp iron rods that spun at incredible speed as they were launched from the cannon's atop the hill. They spun through the air so fast they were but a blur as the elvish arrows were shattered to pieces. The dwarven super weapons slammed into the army of elves killing them instantly. Thranduil's face went wide his blue eyes shooting open and his jaw dropping at the horror that he had just witnessed. The dwarves and elves began fighting eachother. Upon seeing the elves impaled with the arrows Philicia had turned her face into Thorin's chest sickend at the sight."Oh god Thorin ,please you have got to stop this . This is going to be a massacre. Remember what I told you about the orcs they are coming." Thorin was just about to rebuke her plea when the ground started shaking and chunks of dirt ,rock and debree went flying through the air. Giant worms with huge tusk's on their mouths and sharp teeth burst from the sides of the mountain. Their heads retreated and huge tunnels were left behind. The dwarves and elves ceased their fighting as soon as the giant worms roared making everyone take notice. " What is that?" Bilbo asked his sight staring at the mountain. "Were-worms." Gandalf answered his face afright. As soon as the worms had slunk back into their holes a horn along with a drum beat resonated from atop Ravenhill. There were triangular colored flags set on a pole. Azog The Defiler had launched his first attack.
The ground was still shaking when the first of Azog's army came pouring out of the tunnels left from the worm's. Dains army was the first to move . "IFRIDI BEKAR, the hord's of hell are upon us, fight ,fight to the death." Dain shouted over the deafening noise. "To battle to battle, Son's of Durin!" The dwarves started at a full run across the Valley between Erebor and Dale. Thorin and the company stood atop the wall their faces in shock as their kin were slautered by the elves. "I can't watch anymore or I will be sick." Philicia ran back inside the mountain and strait to the room she had been sharing with Thorin. She needed to think for what the day was going to bring. Outside The dwarves watched in horror as the battle raged on. Dain's army had formed strong lines their shields stacked one atop the other their spears pointed toward the advancing orc army. "The elve's ,will they not fight? " Bilbo asked looking up to Gandalf."That is for Their king to decide."Gandalf said. Suddenly Thranduil's hand fell and a charging army of Elven warrior's went sailing over the line of dwarves attacking the oncoming orcs fulll force. Thorin heard Kili suddenly say."I'm going over the wall who's with me?" "Stand down, Thorin ordered. "Are we to do nothing ?" Fili added. "I said ,stand down." Thorin half turned toward the company as he remained calm while his heart ached inside and he wondered where Philicia had ran off to. "From the high balcony ledge she watched as the battle raged on far below. "I can do this, I can do this" She kept repeating ,her love for Thorin giving her courage.
The early morning sun had risen high in the cold November sky and the clouds slowly moved in making the day more solomn than it already was. Philicia knew Thorin had returned into the mountain and she knew just where to find him. She could hear the clanking of steel against steel as the battle raged on outside. Recalling this part of the story she reached into her black duffel bag and picked up Thorin's shield. She shut the heavy door to his old chamber behind her and started down the long hallway her step's feeling heavier the closer she got to the double doors that marked the royal corridor. The symbol of Durin above the huge door's. Philica slowly made her way down to the throne room knowing Thorin would be there. She pushed open the door quietly and she could already see that Dwalin had beaten her there by mere second's. Thorin sat on the ancient throne of Durin slumped sideways as his mind raced with termoil and dispair. His heavy armor kept him gluded in the seat. His thoughts warped as they were, his heart tho still yearned for the girl with the reddish blond hair who had stolen it away all those month's ago. He heard heavy footsteps on the bridge that led to the throne and looked up. "Thorin" Dwalin called as the figure of the king became visible amoung the braizers burning close by. The dim cavern flickerd with warmth despite the cold stone his fingers gripped. Thorin could only see darkness where there was once light. "Thorin." The voice called again ever closer. Philicia waited at the threshold of the bridge behind a large pillar and listend. Thorin's eye's felt heavy as if he hadn't slept in day's he had to struggle to lift them to meet Dwalin's. "Since when do we forsake our own people?" Dwalin's anger showing as he approached the deis. Dwalin had removed his armour and stood before Thorin in his regular clothes. "Thorin, they are dying out there." Dwalin breathed his tone filled with anguish. Thorin looked at Dwalin a blank stare on his face eye's clowded over heavily. "There are halls beneath halls within this mountain." Thorin mumbled barly audible. "Places we can fortify. Shore up make safe,yes." Thorin struggled to stand but managed to do so. Dwalin reached for him but Thorin brushed him away. "We must move the gold further under ground to safety." Thorin, did you not hear me?" Dwalin raised his voice as Thorin paced back and forth in front of the throne. Dwalin caught Thorin by the arm but quickly withdrew his grip when Thorin turned and stared at him his eye's blazing in anger. "Dain is surounded. They're being slaughtered Thorin." Dwalin said as calm as could be. "Many die in war."Thorin said slowly his voice void of emotion. "Life is cheap. But a treasure such as this can not be counted in lives lost." Thorin 's voice was warped as he spoke. He thought of Erebor during his grandfathers day's in all it's glory and splendor . "It is worth all the blood we can spend." Thorin hissed at Dwalin. "Blood Thorin, and what about the blood of Philicia the woman you profess to love?" Suddenly Thorin's body jerked. "What about her she is just another jem a piece of treasure." "Philicia let out a gasp as tears slid down her face she dared to peek around her eye's fixed on the throne . She could see Thorin in his golden armor the Raven crown atop his black wavy mane."Please,Please " She wispered as Dwalin started up again. Dwalin shook his head a sorrowful look upon his face at Thorins fellings toward Philicia.
"You sit here in these vast halls with a crown upon your head, and yet you are lesser now than you have ever been." Thorin froze for a second Dwalin's word's hurting him deep. How dare he I am of Durin's blood the voices in his head spoke. " The Lady Philicia was correct, you can not see what you have become." Suddenly Thorin whirled around with a great roar. "DO NOT EVER SPEAK HER NAME IN MY PRESENCE LIKE THAT AGAIN!" Thorin's teeth knashed together. "Do not speak to me is if I were some lowly dwarf lord." Thorin staggered backward almost tripping over the throne."As if...I ...were...still...Thorin Oakenshield. He pressed his hand to his crown the edges cutting into his head. Who was he, a pauper prince,a blacksmith a king in exile. Thorin's head pounded his eye's blurred with unshed tears a sob echoed throughout the throne room. Philicia sat with her back to the stone pillar Thorin's shield cluthed next to her breast. "I AM YOUR KING!" Thorin shouted his booming voice carrying through the mountain. Thorin drew his sword slashing at the air nearly falling over the deis. His vision blurred as tears streamed down his face. All had betrayed him . "You were always my king." Dwalin said calmly. Thorin's chest heaved a his thoughts turned desperate and dark. Dwalin carefully stepped toward Thorin. "You used to know that once."Dwalin said his voice full of despair. "Go" Thorin breathed. " Get out. Before I kill you." Thorin pleaded with Dwalin his tone full of warning. His vision blurred as tears ran his weakness finally showing. Thorin slouched to his left side his body to weak to support him. He caught himself the side of the throne the only thing keeping his upright. A loud sob broke the silence as Thorin broke his body heaving as he cried his face buried in his forearms.
"Dwalin". Philicia called softly as the mighty dwarf passed her. "Lass what are you doing here?" Dwalin looked down at her unshed tears within his eye's."I had to." She responded coming to her feet. "I would run lassie ,run and never come back ,now, before it's too late and he brings you more harm than he actually has already." Dwalin's warning hit home hard but her love for The Dwarf King was stronger. "I can't , I love him too much to leave now. I would regret it for the rest of my life." Philicia looked at Dwalin determination in her face. She turned and started walking toward the throne. She turned around as Dwalin disappeared through the door's. She turned back around as every step brought her closer to the danderously mad dwarf . Thorin weeping into his hand's heard soft steps upon the stone. "Yes you are." Her soft voice cut through the heartbroken king's loud sob's. Thorin looked up as the small shape of Philicia appeared from the haze clogging his mind. "What are you doing in here?" He growled at her. Philicia stopped in front of the step's her eye's never breaking contact with his. "I heard what you said , all of it." She calmly spoke. "What of it?" Thorin said coming to sit up strait. "You said you are no longer Thorin Oakenshield." Thorin hung his head in shame as the words he said to Dwalin came back with a vengance. "I came to tell you that ,yes you are." Philicia went up the step's and knelt in front of Thorin. She reached out her hand and cupped his bearded chin in her palm bringing his face to her's. "Yes, you are." With that Philicia reached behind her and held his long lost shield in her hand's. "How?" Thorin asked softly . "When the eagles picked us up the one I was on, I asked her to turn around and go back for it, knowing what it meant to you." Philicia gently laid the Oaken Shield across his lap as Thorin's hand slowly grasped it by the handle on top. "I had carried this piece of wood since... nearly nigh on a hundred years now." Thorin wispered . "I know that and that's why I went back for it." Fresh tears leaked out of the dwarf's eye's as he beheld the woman he loved beyond understanding. "I love you so much Thorin . Do you still know that. I hurt because you hurt. Don't worry everything will be ok the gold is not going anywhere it's safe." She reached her arm's around Thorin and drew his mouth to her's. Philicia kissed Thorin with complete abandon thrusting her tounge into his mouth to tangle with his. He reached around and pulled her closer with a gutteral moan he deepend the kiss pulling Philicia onto his lap. "My heart ,why do you stay?" Philicia let her hand trace the features of his noble face. From the fine strait nose to the defined cheekbones to the Durin Blue eye's that shined even in the darkness. "I love you no matter what and with that she left him alone. Philicia didn't go far tho keeping Thorin in sight at all times. Thorin's thought's were all blending together. Voices from the past and present making his head hurt terribly. He clutched his head between his hand's and cried out "AAAAHHHHHAAA" Philicia hearing Thorin's agonizing shout wanted to go to him and wrap him in the shelter of her arm's but resisted for she knew what was coming next.
Thorin found himself in The Gallery of the King's it's golden floor glowing in the morning sun streaming in from the small clerstory windows above. Philicia watched as Thorin whirled around in circles his eye's fixed on the floor. He could see the tail of the dragon sliding beneath the floor that somehow had began to swallow him up. He fell to his knees screaming as the whirlpool began to drag him under. Suddenly strong hand's were holding his as he was pulled up and next thing he was standing on the floor once again. Philicia started slowly walking toward Thorin as he stood in the middle of the glowing floor.
"For all the times you stood by me."
" For all the truth that you made me see."
"For all the joy you brought to my life."
"For all the wrong's that you made right."
" For every dream you made come true."
"For all the love I found in you."
"I'll be forever thankful baby,"
"Your the one who held me up."
"Never let me fall."
"Your the one who saw me through, through it all."
"You were my strength when I was weak."
"You were my voice when I couldn't speak"
" You were my eye's when I couldn't see."
"You saw the best there was in me"
"Lifted me up when I couldn't reach."
"You gave me faith, cause you believed."
"I'm everything I am, because you loved me."
With a mighty heave Thorin threw his Raven Crown across the floor it making a clinking sound as it rolled and finally stopped. Thorin fell to his knees as Philicia came to his side cradleing the Dwarven King within her arm's. Suddenly Thorin leaned to the side and heaved up the content's of his stomach . "It's ok my love" She said as her arms held fast to his waist as he gulped deep breaths of air. Thorin backed away coming to stand to his feet he turned and fell into Philicia's waiting arm's. " I knew you could do it." She said a he embraced her. "What have I done? I must set this right." He gasped. "And you will." She said. "Now let's get you out of this armour and cleaned up. Philicia took him to the nearest kitchen and wiped his face with a wet cloth then helped him unclasp the armour that surrounded his body like a second skin. "Here drink." She said handing him a glass of water." Salt and , now drink." Thorin did not argue with her but tipped the glass and slammed the water down. "Come we must find the other's." They both ran through the corridors till they came to the company some seated on stone boulders others pacing to and fro. Kili looked up to see two shapes coming through the sunlight shining down on the battered interior foyer of the once magestic kingdom. Kili stood up and started walking toward Thorin and Philicia. "I will not hide behind a wall of stone while others fight our battles for us.." Kili stood in front of his uncle and gazed at him eye to eye. "It's not in my blood Thorin." "No it is not." Thorin agreed with Kili. Thorin put his hand on Kili's shoulder bringing their forehead's to touch in a show of affection. "We are son's of Durin and Durins folk do not fade from a fight." Thorin and Kili their foreheads touching for a moment longer as the rest of the company stood to their king. Thorin finally backed away and walked toward the rest of the company. "I do not have the right to ask this of any of you." The dwarves had formed a circle around him as Philicia stood off to the side tears streaming down her face. Thorin slowly looked at each one of them . "But will you follow me ,one last time.
translations
Ifridi Bekar -ready weapons
Ifridizun -ready yourselves
Ansaru kitnul- centre company
Thank you to Celine Dion for her lyrics I hold no claim over them.
And a big thank you yo all my followers and readers. Love you all ardently . For without you this story would not be possible. And to the cast and crewe of The Hobbit Movies. A very special thank you to each and every one of you. MR. Richard Armitage if you read this Thank you for bringing the Character of Thorin to life. He has shined a light in my world that will never fade. May his memory always endure.
