Chapter Twelve
Neniel's POV:
By the time I arrived, to my shock and horror, I could see Azog on top of a cliff, holding Fili. Fili is not going to die, he will not die that way! I thought to myself, and I've decided to put my powers into good use. It was time to summon my skeletons. I closed my eyes, as I began murmuring an incantation:
Azmen smizel lenmon!
Azmen smizel, lecron!
And I kept chanting until forty skeletons rose from the ground behind me. "Neniel?! What are you doing?!" shouted Dwalin. "Trust me! Let me do this!" I called out to them. I remembered the last time I used my magic on Azog, and it infuriated him immensely. "So the little witch is back! After her, let me deal with the Durin's!" Azog shouted in Black Speech. Bolg and several other orcs chased after me, while I fought, and that is when was about to throw Fili from the cliff.
After killing several orcs in my path, I reached to the top of the cliff in time before Azog took his weapon to strike Fili. "If one is to fall to death it will be me. Leave them alone, take me instead!" I spoke up. "Neniel, NO!" shouted Fili, as he quickly backed away from Azog's grip, and he reached for his sword. "You've been searching for me for years, Azog. I'm all yours now. Lets end this, NOW!" I spoke up. "Neniel, have you gone mad?!" shouted Dwalin from below.
"Neniel, you let us deal with Azog!" called out Thorin. But I ignored them. "Fine then, you little wretch, you want to end this now, you will get it! But your beloved and his family is going to be next!" Azog shouted at me, and instead of reaching for his hammer, he took out a giant flail block. Shit, the block is no use against my weapons! I thought to myself. There was no turning back now, I had to face him, and we begin our battle. "We should help her." said Dwalin. "No, I WILL help her!" barked Thorin, as he ran away from Dwalin and Fili.
Thorin bolted towards the frozen river, as he caught up with Azog and myself as we are still fighting. "No one is going to save you now, witch! Not even your pathetic husband of yours!" Azog snarled at me, as I am pinned down with the block on my chest. I screamed in pain.
Tauriel's POV:
I frantically searched for Kili as I arrived in Raven hill. I could see Kili now involved in a battle with Bolg, and Legolas and I charged towards the giant orc. Kili looked up at us, surprised at the Elf Prince fighting along my side. Bolg swung his hammer, striking Kili in the shoulder, as Legolas and I intervened as Legolas fired arrows at the Orc. I took two of my blades slashing at the Giant orc continuously. Kili slowly stood up, and he took and arrow, striking the orc in the heart. And the Giant orc fell. Legolas and I exchanged looks. He made a shot, that was quite impossible for us elves would do!
Kili's POV:
I cannot believe I done it, the shot I failed to do so many times, and I've done it! I thought, as I laid there shocked to see I've killed Azog's son. Tauriel and Legolas quickly approached me. "This can't be possible! No one has ever shot like that! But how?!" exclaimed Legolas. "I don't know, I just done it!" I said. Tauriel knelt beside me. "We must get you to a tent and healed quickly." said Tauriel. "I'm not leaving with out my family, especially my brother." said Kili. "We'll wait here for them, then." said Tauriel.
No one's POV:
Azog was killed by Thorin, as Thorin climbed the Pale Orc's back, striking him with his sword, killing him instantly. Thorin noticed Neniel ahead of him, laying in a puddle of blood. "Neniel, no!" gasped Thorin, as he ran towards her. He knelt before her. He noticed she is breathing slightly. "Thorin!" whispered Neniel. "It's okay, he's gone." said Thorin, as he took Neniel in arms. "Thorin? Neniel!" a voice called out to them. Thorin looked up, and he saw Bilbo running towards them.
"Thorin! You've alive! How?" exclaimed the hobbit. "Its because of Neniel, I am still standing." said Thorin, sadly as he looked down at Neniel. "No, Neniel, don't leave us please! I need you here." whispered Thorin. "Should I go get help?" asked Bilbo. "Yes, please!" said Thorin. Bilbo nodded, as he sprinted away. "You're an ass, you know that, Nen? A stubborn ass! You ignored my warnings. Why?" Thorin said softly. "He killed my-family-he deserved to die by hand. I feel validated now." said Neniel softly.
Shortly Gandalf came, and he carried Neniel to the tents, followed by Dwalin, Tauriel, whom along with Fili assisting Kili to walk, Bilbo, Legolas and Thorin. "We'll do whatever we can to help her." said an elven healer. "Please do." said Thorin.
Kili was also placed in the tents as well, and Tauriel decided she would be with him, to heal him. While everyone waited, Thorin and his Company sat around the fire. "Bilbo, come here." said Thorin. Bilbo walked over and sat next to Thorin. "About at the front gate, I apologize. I was not myself. I never meant any harm to you or Neniel. I feel responsible for all this, and for Neniel's near death." said Thorin.
"Don't say that, Thorin. You're not responsible for Neniel being hurt now. She saved your life, and Fili's." said Bilbo. "She didn't have to, you know. I don't deserve this, I don't deserve to be King." said Thorin. "Thorin, now you have really lost your mind!" snapped Bilbo. "What?" said Thorin. "You heard me the first time! You deserve to be King! You have killed Azog, yes, but without Neniel's help, you would have died. You have lead your people to war, and you have made amends with them. You need to make amends with yourself." said Bilbo.
Thorin realized Bilbo made a point there. "You would make a great councilor." said Thorin, smiling at the hobbit. "I could've been a great many things, but not a burglar." said Bilbo, and the two of them laughed. "You will get a share of a treasure that will be sent home with you." said Thorin.
"Thank you, but I don't deserve it, really." said Bilbo. "And why is that?" asked Thorin. "I done a terrible thing to you when I with held the Arkenstone from you, and I've betrayed your trust, and started the whole mess anyway." said Bilbo. "Bilbo, you have done no wrong, in fact, you have done the right thing. That confounded jewel, that same jewel caused my grandfather, and myself to go mad." said Thorin. "But its your right as King." said Bilbo. "You don't need jewels to become a great king. Someone had once told me that." said Thorin sadly, as he instantly thought of Neniel. An hour later, a healer came out informing Thorin and Bilbo the good news of Neniel's health.
"This elf-I don't know what to make of it! She has resurrected herself!" exclaimed the healer. Thorin and Bilbo exchanged looks. "What does that suppose to mean?" asked Bilbo. "It means she had died, but she used her magic resurrecting herself. Dark Elves are known to do that." said the Healer. Thorin smiled, and to Bilbo's surprise, the dwarf let out a loud cheer. Bilbo laughed, as he never seen Thorin jump up and down with joy, like this before. "You know that's quite un Thorin like! The Thorin I know doesn't cheer like a little child!" teased Bilbo.
"Ha, ha, very funny!" grinned Thorin. And the two of them laughed. "Come on, lets go see her." said Thorin.
And they walked towards the healing tents. As they entered, they could see Neniel already sitting up in bed. "Bilbo! Thorin! I'm so glad you came!" said Neniel, as she took a sip of her water. Thorin sat next to her at the left side of the bed, while Bilbo took the right. "You had us all worried, Nen. We thought we lost you." said Thorin, taking Neniel's hands gently. "And for goodness sakes, woman, what were you thinking? You would've really became a goner facing that orc!" broke in Bilbo.
"Bilbo, I came to do what I was sent to do, and I succeeded. I saved the Line of Durin." said Neniel. Bilbo smiled. Neniel turned to Thorin. "Any word on Kili?" asked Neniel. "Well, Tauriel had just informed me he's improving physically-however mentally-is the question, and its raising concerns to all of us. Its post battle nightmares-he's going to have that for life." said Thorin. "Oh, dear." said Neniel. "Don't worry, we'll keep him busy." said Thorin, grinning. "So would Tauriel!" said Neniel. Thorin laughed. "Yes, her too. I have came to an agreement with Thranduil that Kili will be an ambassador for Erebor whom will go between Kingdoms on trading missions." said Thorin.
"Well that surely enough will keep him busy. Have you spoken to Dain yet?" asked Neniel. Thorin nodded. "Yes, he gave me quite an earful earlier." said Thorin, smiling.
"Probably he was calling for your help and you didn't came right away, am I correct?" said Neniel. "Yes. I told him I was busy taking care of you after the little incident when I was still under the sickness." said Thorin. "What did he say?" asked Neniel. "He slapped me in the back of the head and called me an idiot!" said Thorin. Neniel and Bilbo laughed.
"That sounded like something Gandalf would do, but he would use his staff. He's done that to me once or twice already." said Bilbo.
One year later..
Erebor, Lonely Mountain
It had been a year since the Battle, and the rebuilding of Erebor, Dale and Lake Town begin. Thorin and all the dwarves had been so busy working on the rebuilding, Thorin had decided to put the wedding and coronation plans on hold until everything is set in place. "Some of the Dwarves of Ered Luin will arrive here in a week, alongside with my sister Dis, and Gloin's wife Nanya. So we have to plan a feast for them as well." said Thorin to Neniel one night as they laid in her room.
Neniel also noticed a look of worry on Thorin's face. "Thorin, are you alright?" asked Neniel gently.
"I'm worried about Kili, that's all. He's been putting in his full share of duties here, as well as spending time with Fili and Tauriel, but now, he's been distancing himself from everyone, including myself. He's insolated himself in his room, picking fights with anyone who crosses his path." said Thorin. "Oh, Thorin, this isn't good at all! What are we going to do?" asked Neniel. "Oin, Balin and Dwalin has been keeping a close eye on him as well as Fili. We have asked Tauriel to keep away for a little bit for her safety. Besides she's busy with her duties as Captain." said Thorin. Neniel nodded.
"Maybe Kili would feel better wants your sister arrives." said Neniel. "I surely hope so, Nen. I surely hope so!" sighed Thorin. A couple days later, Fili had been searching everywhere for Kili. Fili enters the Throne Room, seeing his Uncle speaking with Bard and Alfrid. "I don't mean to interrupt your meeting, Uncle, but have you seen Kili? He's not in his room." asked Fili. "Kili's not in his room?" said Thorin. "No, he's not, I just checked." said Fili.
"Well maybe he's in the training area, you can check there." said Thorin. Fili nodded, and he walked out of the Throne Room. "What was that all about?" asked Bard. Thorin explained the situation to the family.
"Oh, post battle trauma. My papa went through that. My mother and I have helped him through it. It was difficult, but we have managed to help him." said Alfrid. This was the first time Alfrid had opened up about his personal life to anyone, including Bard and Thorin. "After my parents had died, I took up working for the late Master (curse his name), and been with him since, after he died, that's when I worked for King Bard." said Alfrid.
Meanwhile, Fili continued his search first to the training area. When he entered, there was no sign of Kili. Where in Durin's name could he be? thought Fili.