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.

Thanks to a lovely review from LavenderCrystalOfRoses, I have written another chapter. I did make this one longer. :)


The roar of the battle raging around Fili filled his ears as he ran trying to find his brother. They had started their quest at the home of their burglar, Bilbo Baggins. Throughout their journey they faced dumb trolls, nasty goblins, ugly orcs, a giant shape-shifter, prissy elves, human simpletons (except for Bard and his family), and a ginormous, greedy dragon. Next thing they knew, they were fighting alongside the men and elves against an army of orcs and goblins led by Azog and his son Bolg. When Fili heard that Bolg was fighting his eyes lit up with a fire of vengeance that only Kili saw. Now Fili was running through the battle field weaving in and out of the fighting trying to get to his brother who was now facing down Bolg alone.

A scream met Fili's ears, one that was very familiar. Looking up Fili saw that Bolg had drove his sward into Kili's left shoulder barley missing Kili's heart. This sight made Fili's blood boil and his eyes see read. Fili let out a roar that could challenge a lion's as he ran toward Bolg. Bolg looked up from the dark haired dwarf in front of him to see a blond haired dwarf charging toward him. Ripping his sword out of the dwarf's shoulder he swung it at the charging dwarf's head. Fili blocked Bolg's swing with one of his twin swords while striking Bolg in the shoulder as the orc tried to dodge the attack. Bolg pulled out a knife from its scabbard on his belt slashing Fili across the chest, barley cutting the skin through the already torn armor as said dwarf jumped back. They spared back and forth, blocking blows and delivering them. Eventually Bolg saw an opening in Fili's defense and drove his sword into Fili's chest on the right side. Fili immediately fell to his knees glaring up at the orc.

"Well, well. What do we have here? A dwarfing perhaps? Most defiantly a dwarven warrior," Bolg said as he looked at the dwarf before him. He couldn't be but a few years passed his maturity age, but what really caught Bolg's attention was the way this dwarf glared at him. His eyes were filled with an anger that could only be filled by a sense of vengeance.

"I'll have you know that I'm most defiantly a warrior as I have been training every day since I was ten for a moment like this where I would face you and fulfill my promise to destroy you," Fili said his words filled with venom.

"And to whom did you make this promise, hum? Your friend here perhaps?" Bolg said pointing to Kili who had passed out.

"No. I made the promise to my mum after you stabbed her and lit our house on fire. Before you left you said these words. 'And so the last hope of the line of Durin ends.' But despite your efforts to end the line of Durin, we three have survived. My Uncle Thorin, My brother Kili there, and I. And when I make a promise I keep it!" Bolg only had a second to register what the dwarf in front of him had said and implied before the dwarf had rolled underneath him between his legs. Next thing that Bolg knew was that the tendons in his ankles were cut and he fell to his knees. Fili stood up from the ground slicing off the orc's head from where it was kneeling, black blood splattering all over his face and what was left of his armor. Fili stepped back his legs shaking and dropping his sword. He had finally fulfilled his promise to his mother. That was the last thought in his mind before something smashed into his head knocking him into unconsciousness.


When Fili regained his consciousness he saw Kili standing over him his arms crossed with Thorin standing behind Kili.

"Well it took you long enough to wake up," Kili said sarcastically. Fili just groaned.

"You could have died you know. It's thanks to Oin and a few elvish healers that you survived at all," Thorin said seriously with a hint of relief in his voice.

"My thirst for vengeance against Bolg has finally been quenched," Fili said in a zoned out voice.

"What do you mean brother?" Kili's voice filled with confusion.

"Before mum died she told me to be strong, look upon our enemies and a lion looks on prey, and to kill them. The last thing she called me was her lion prince. I've trained day in and day out in order to kill Bolg." Fili said closing his eyes. Thorin was again shocked by his nephew's behavior. Kili on the other hand now finally understood why Fili was so protective over him, why he trained so hard, and why he had violent nightmares almost every night. Sitting down by his now sleeping brother bent over and whispered in his ear, "Sleep well brother. You have protected me and sacrificed your life for my well-being. Now it's my turn to return the favor and do the same for you."

For the first time in seventy-five years Fili was finally at peace.

The End


Ok so this was the last chapter. I hope that every one has enjoyed this. I will be working on my next story. But it may take a while before I'm able to post anything.