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This is the second part to Fili's PoV.

~Chapter Three: If we should die Tonight, We should all die together~

The air smelled of fire and smoke, Ash and ember drifted through the air like never fading fireflies in the calm summer night sky, Fili repeated a prayer in his mind as he rushed through the flames that had spread to the dry grass of the battle fields making it just in time to block the Orc's attack and then rammed his own Elven forged blade through his foes chest as it snarled at him then spat on his armor.

With one swift movement of his wrist and an adjustment of his arm he twisted the blade deeper into the orc's chest doing more damage to the already dying foe and then kicked the disgusting creature off his blade and away from himself not wanting to be anywhere near the thing.

He then turned his worried gaze upon Thorin.
Thorin lay upon the cold Earth, he didn't seem to be moving at all. His skin was much too pale for any Durin. He had thick crimson liquid trickling down his face from the corner of his mouth catching in his beard. Fili wanted to break down right then and cry himself into total darkness.

However he knew he couldn't. He was a Durin and the men of Durin were strong warrior's, kings and leaders who did not cry, nor do the women for that matter he thought as his mind trailed off to his mother for a moment.

He then let his eyes shift to Kili who looked to be in even worse shape than Thorin.

His normally happy brother had a look of sheer agony and pain. He looked like someone who had never known joy which was not becoming of Kili. He felt his chest tighten and his humanity slowly dying at the thought of losing his younger brother and Thorin both. It was too much for a dwarf to handle, the two of them and his mother was everything to Fili.

Then to his surprise he saw Kili's eyes shift to him "Kee,..Kili?" Fili almost questioned seeing his brother was still live "KILI!" he yelled his voice a little hoarse as he called his brother's name a small spark of hope lite within Fili's soul seeing his brother still lived.

He rushed to the brunets side dropping to his knees next to Kili picking up his hand "Kili stay with me ok! Stay awake I'll get help, I am sorry Kili I am so sorry" Fili responded a tear escaping his left eye

He saw Kili start to sign something in Iglishmek to him, The sign language of the dwarfs "Fee,..I'm Sorry,..I.." Kili tried to sign to his brother but Fili's attention was drown away by the sight of their enemies coming from all around.

Fili came to his feet quickly and backed up until he was standing between Kili and Thorin hoping to protect them both until fate decided it was time for him to join them.

The orcs closed in on him but with great discipline, swift movement and the sheer will to save his Brothers and uncles life if possible, Fili jolted forward ramming his sword through an orc, quickly pulled it back out, spun around slicing another's stomach wide open then ducked dodging an attack just in time to take ones legs out from under it. He was quick and well trained.

This carried on for what felt like hours, he continued fighting and defending them until his body had taken more wounds then it could handle and pushed his body to nearly the point of no return. Fili's shoulder's slouched forward, his legs quivering under his weight, his breaths heavy and thick panting like a dog unable to catch the breath he so desperately needed, yet he still stood in battle position between his dear uncle and precious brother. His body ached to no end, he could not tell where one wound stopped and another began.

He felt his grip loosen on his sword as the darkness started trying to take him.

He shook his head trying to get the darkness out. He glanced down at Kili and then Thorin, both motionless, at this point he couldn't even see their breaths raising and falling in their chests. He bit his lower lip trying to stop it from trembling as his heart grew heavy and the lump grew in his throat at the same time his eyes burned with lack of tears from the dry, smoking air.

Even now he refused to leave what he thought to be his brother's lifeless body. He was having trouble keeping awake while standing and fighting. The war was coming to an end but there were still enemies to be done away with.

Fili, had a warg rider approach him ready to attack.

At this point he was too tired and too weak to continue on,. he gave up hope of ever seeing his brother or Uncle alive again so he welcomed this final attack "If we should die tonight, we should all die together,…save a glass of wine for me little brother, Uncle I will join you both soon" Fili spoke aloud as if they would hear him from the heavens above.

The orc laughed at his words "So you will just roll over and die then dwarf?"

Fili smirked his confidently, he was welcoming death at the thought of a world where his Kili did not exist "I did not say I would not take you with me you foul creature. Before I go I will slay as many of your kind as my axe can take" he said sticking the sword he had been using in the ground then drew his duel axes that Thorin himself had forged for Fili getting in fighting stanch.

The orc laughed as the warg raced forward to attack him, Fili dodged then spun around hacking at the beast's leg causing it to let out a horrible yelp and stumbled quickly away regaining its stance. As it got its footing back it stepped on Kili's arm

"KILI!" the blonde yelled moving forward quickly as if to help protect his brothers body not wanting his brothers body harmed anymore then it already was.

The orc lauged at his reaction "Stupid Dwarf, fear for his dead friend?" he laughed pulling a bow out "maybe I will add to his collection of arrows"

"Don't touch him!" Fili warned as he ran at the beast falling for the orcs trap. It turned the bow on him then released its arrow.

Fili deflected the arrow with his axe but the Orcs had a backup plan,

Racing toward it not registering the threat had only being bait the distance between the prince and the warg shortened quickly as the orc jolted its beast forward closing its powerful jaws down on Fili's leg, jerked its head back and forth violently tossing the dwarf prince to one side as he let out a scream of pain feeling the beasts teeth shredding through his flesh and muscle. He felt the heat then the cold rush through him, his leg was in so much pain he felt as if he was going to vomit as he curled into a ball where he landed trying to see his wound and holding his hands to it as if to stop it from bleeding.

He was losing a lot of blood he noted before hearing the orc speak "What is that I smell? Fear? A Coward who will soon join his pathetic friends?" the orc enjoyed its insult's as it rode closer to him. Fili thinking this was it then heard a roar of war from a familiar voice.

"RRRRRAAAAH!" The voice yelled in a berserker rage as he rushed passed Fili, took his large Axe hammer to the warg then the orc then continued onward battling the nearing foes "M, ,.."Fili whispered feeling too tired and too weak, his eyes shifted to another pair of legs that came beside him kneeling. He looked up at the figure,

"B,Bo..Bofur" he said taking deep breaths having trouble catching his own.

Bofurs eyes were wide and glassy as he placed a arm behind Fili's shoulders helping him set up "Are you alright lad?" a stupid question he knew, of course he would not be alright but the toymaker knew not else what to say at the scene he was witnessing.

Fili coughed twice which seemed to tire him, with each caught he winced at the pain "B,bofur,..you were a great friend…w,we always looked up,.t,to you…"

Bofur's could not control his expression anymore, his brows pulling close together and his lip trembling "Fili please don't say things like that,..What would Kili say if he,.." bofur then noticed Kili was not with Fili, "w,where is kili,…" he asked the question he currently feared the most. Bofurs own tears rushed down his cheeks, he had helped Thorin and Dis take care of the boys as they grew up, he taught Fili and Kili about pranks and fun, he was sharp as a knife and had taught them many things and now to see one like this, it was like seeing his own nephew nearing death.

Fili offered a sad smile to his warm hearted friend "h,he is gone friend,.. I will, soon j,join him.." he said tiredly smiling at his friend

"Gone,..no, he.." Bofur was saying when over his shoulder he saw Dwalin needed help "Don't,..di,..I mean….Just stay awake ok? I''ll be right back" he said easing the princes body back down to the ground, picked his hammer back up and took off running to aid Dwalin.

Fili wanted to sleep but then he realized this was selfish, he would be leaving Kili's body alone in this cold, dark, cruel battle feild. He then found it in him to push a little further, he saw where Kili was and rolled to his stomach using his elbows and arms to pull him all the way to kili, once at the top of kili's head unable to push himself any further he placed his forehead down on Kili's forhead and said "I am so, so sorry,..little brother" as the words left his lips his world started to close in as the sight of his brothers pail skin and dark hair faded into total darkness then the last thing he heard was

"FILI!, Wake up! Please fight it!" the voice yelled, he tried to make the voice out but he couldn't as silence joined the dark

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And no they are not dead at the time 0-0, just unconscious...so no killing me XD. I have plans to contenue onward with this one