Me: *singing* Down in the deep of Goblin Town.

You: Yay!

Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue

Arriah was not pleased. Not at all. A thunder battle was one thing. Almost dying because of said thunder battle was another. But goblin scent was another thing entirely.

Goblins. I can't believe I missed that!

She was falling- no, sliding down. Turning this way and that. It was not comfortable. And then she landed on something soft, but was then crushed under the weight of others.

"Look out!"

Goblins screeched and grabbed at anything they could get a hold on. She was yanked upward.

"Look! Is this one a woman?"

"Leave her alone!"

The goblin holding her hissed.

Then they were fighting.

"Get back! Get back!"

Suddenly the goblin was yanked away from her and she was pushed back. Bofur's scent brought her only a little comfort.

"It'll be alright lass!"

She was pulled from the dwarf and pushed forward.

"Fili!"

"Arriah! Where are you?"

But she didn't get to reply as she was roughly pulled forward. Her head was spinning. Goblin scent making her head pound.

"Arriah! Arriah!"

The goblins grunted and hissed. Pushing the company forward.

Goblins. Everywhere, goblins. No...no...no more...not again...no. Everywhere. Goblins. Goblins. No...

The goblin's stopped her and she was pushed around.

No. Stop. Not again. No. No. No...please, no more!

"Arriah!"

And she was pulled forward. Strong arms wrapped around her and a face was buried in her neck.

"Azyungâl. Are you alright?"

Arriah couldn't form any words, instead she wrapped her arms around the dwarf's neck in a fierce hug.

"Oh, Azyungâl. I'll protect you."

Fingers ran through her hair. Arriah let out a quiet whimper and pulled away from the dwarf, reaching for his hand.

"Don't leave me."

"I'll never leave you."

Arriah nodded and tried to focus and clam her senses.

And nerves, while I'm at it.

"Who would be so bold as to come armed into my kingdom? Spies? Thieves? Assassins?"

"Dwarves, your malevolence."

"Dwarves?"

"Found them on the front porch!"

"Well don't just stand there, search them!"

Fili tugged on her hand and pulled her close.

"Stay quiet. We can't let them notice you."

Arriah nodded.

Slowly the commotion died down

"What are you doing in these parts? Speak!"

No one spoke.

"Very well. If they will not talk, we'll make them squawk! Bring up the mangler. Bring up the bone breaker! Start with the youngest."

"Wait!"

Thorin.

"Well, well, well. Look who it is. Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror, King Under the Mountain."

Arriah blinked. Huh. I didn't know that goblins were so well educated these days. The more you know.

The huntress was desperately trying to calm her nerves.

"Oh, but I'm forgetting, you don't have a mountain. And your not a king. Which makes you, nobody, really."

Arriah finally calmed her breathing.

"I know someone who would pay a pretty price for your head. Just a head, nothing attached. Perhaps you know of whom I speak. An old enemy of your's.

She squared her stance, readying herself.

"The Pale Orc. Astride a white warg."

Knew it. I knew it.

"Azog the Defiler was destroyed. He was slain in battle long ago."

"So you think his defiling days are done, do you?"

She cringed at the goblins giggle.

"Send word to the Pale Orc. Tell him I have found his prize."

Fili's hand squeezed hers.

"Bones will be shattered necks will be wrung. You'll be beaten and battered, from racks you'll be hung. You'll die down here and never be found. Down in the deep of Goblin Town!"

The goblin's singing came to an abrupt stop and goblins around Arriah screeched and hissed.

"I know that sword! It is the Goblin Cleaver! The Biter! The blade that sliced a thousand necks! Slice them! Kill them!"

Arriah composed herself and ducked as a goblin reached out for her.

"Arriah!"

She released the dwarfs hand and pulled the hidden dagger from her boot.

"Kill them all!"

More goblins came for her and she was pulled away from Fili.

"Oh, what's this? A woman? What a treat."

Arriah narrowed her eyes and let out a low growl. A firm warning of death.

"Oh? Seems this one still has quite a bit of fight in her! We'll fix that!"

Arriah let out a snarl as she was grabbed again.

"Let me go!"

"Leave her alone!"

"Let her go!"

Suddenly there was a blast of warm air and the goblins around the huntress disappeared.

"Take up arms. Fight! Fight!"

Gandalf.

Arriah turned and slashed at a goblin with her knife.

"Arriah!"

She turned towards Kili's voice.

"Your blades."

The hilt's nudged her fingers and she grabbed them, quickly strapping her twin blades to her side. She put away her dagger and drew the sword on her left, Kili's hand already occupying her other.

The archer pulled her along quickly. Left and right the huntress slashed at goblins, sending them falling to their deaths.

"Hold on! Jump when I say!"

Arriah nodded.

"Jump."

So she did. Landing she continued to run with the archer.

"This way!"

Arriah registered the sound of crumbling rock.

"Push!"

Kili released her hand.

"I need to shoot them!"

No need to tell me twice.

"Arriah! Here, lass."

Her hand was taken by Bofur's and she was led on. There was the sound of splintering wood and she stopped.

"You thought you could escape me? What are you going to do now, wizard?"

The was a bonking sound, a cry of pain, and a slicing sound.

"That'll do it."

The 'shing' of metal through air once again and the scent of blood filled Arriah's nose. Then the wood beneath her began to give out and she started to fall. No, she was falling, they all were.

The landing was hard and Arriah lay on her back, un-moving.

"Well, that could have been worse."

Huh. Here comes the goblin king.

"Azyungâl?"

"We should move."

She rolled out of the way just in time to avoid being crushed by the large goblins weight.

"You've got to be joking."

"Gandalf!"

Oh, let me guess, a goblin army approaches?

Her hand was grabbed and she was pulled away.

"Theres to many, we can't fight them."

"Only one thing will save us. Daylight!"

Okay, so the orc chase pales in comparison to today. This should count for all the cardio I'll need for the rest of my life.

They were out side now. Free from the goblin tunnels.

Why are we still running then!?

Crap chapter, sorry guys, but you'll get more tomorrow! (Not more crap, the good stuff. Defiantly some Firiah.) R&R!