Ok, so I was listening to the song 'Where Do We Draw The Line' by Poets Of The Fall, and this story just hit me.

So sorry it took me a while to write this, but I've been really busy. I also apologize for how short this chapter is. I'll try to make the next one longer.


After Thorin and Villi left, Dis took Fili and Kili to the back room so she could gather some quilts. Next she went to the kitchen and gathered some jars of butter and jam, two loaves of bread, and a bottle of milk. Going back to the back room she grabbed a sward that she put into her belt and some daggers that she stuck in the bread and her boots. Once she was back in the room. Dis opened the closet door and pulled on a string attached to the floor boards. Immediately the trap door opened and she ordered Fili to grab Kili and go into the storage room. After her boys where down in the cellar, Dis took the supplies that she had gathered down. Time seemed to pass slowly by with each shriek from the orcs and cries of terror from dwardams and dwarflings.

The sound of battle slowly died until there was complete silence. As Dis got up from the floor where she had been sitting she could hear the creak of something walking on the floor above her.

"There's no one here. Let's just burn this house to the ground," a squeaky voice said. Dis' heart stopped. There where orcs in her house.

"Shut up I thought I heard something in here a while back and I didn't see anyone leave the house," a gruff voice answered.

"Wait," a third voice said. "Oakenshield's scent is strong in this house. Grule did I hear you say that no one came out of this house."

"Yes Bolg. At least I saw no one come out," The gruff voice said.

"Start tearing this place apart. I want Oakenshield's family found now!" Bolg shouted to the other two orcs.

There were crashes and bangs coming from the room above them. Dis quickly ushered her sons toward a small door, opened it and pushed them inside. Just as Dis closed the door on her sons the trap door opened, Bolg and the other orcs descended the ladder. Dis turned to face the orcs and pulled her sward out of its sheath.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Bolg asked a devilish smile appearing on his face. Dis just raised her sward to point at Bolg's chest. Without warning Bolg pulled out a knife he had tucked into his belt and threw it at Dis' heart. Dis stepped out of the blade's path just in time. Hearing a gasp of horror from where her sons were hidden, Dis side glanced in that direction. Bolg took the chance of Dis being distracted and charged. Dis barely had time to register the pain and sight of a sward sticking out of her stomach. With one last effort she swung her sward around slicing one of the orcs head of and stabbed another other orc through the heart. Bolg had been about to climb up the latter when he heard the shrieks of his companions. Turning around he stabbed the dwardam in front of him through the heart. She instantly dropped to the floor and the light in her eyes slowly fading.

"And so the last hope of the line of Durin ends." Bolg said with a smirk as he lit the cellar on fire and climbed up the ladder.

Fili quietly opened the door. Carrying Kili, Fili ran to his mother's side.

"Mum? Wake up please?" Fili asked tears beginning to fall from his eyes. Meanwhile the flames came closer toward the two dwarflings.

"Fili?" Dis' voice was no more than a whisper. She Grabbed her son's hand in her own. "I need you to be strong. Take my sward. Use it to defeat our enemies when you're old enough. I want you to look upon our enemies as prey, my lion prince. Now go take your brother and get out of here before you burn."

"I promise mum that I will find the orc that did this and slay him if its the last thing I do." Fili said with hatred and determination in his voice.

"I'm sure you will." With that Dis let go of Fili's hand and took her last breath.

"MUM!"


So, Yeah. Please review and let me know how I did and if I should continue. Till next time.