Chapter Ten
Cyril and Bilbo both had been busy quietly rummaging through the many mounds of gold coins searching the Arkenstone. "Shit, looking for this sand blasted stone is like searching for a needle in a haystack!" grumbled Cyril. "You're telling me!" mumbled Bilbo. "You search that end, while I'll search this end!" said Cyril. "Uh Cy, before you even move, I think you better hide!" said Bilbo. "Why?" asked Cyril. "Look at your legs and arms!" said Bilbo. "Bilbo, its okay. I'm wanting to transform, and you know why." said Cyril.
"Cyril, you're going to get you and all of us.." hissed Bilbo. When suddenly, they could feel a rumble in the gold coins. "Well thief! I smell you! I feel your air! Come! Don't be shy! Step into the light!" spoke up a deep, ominous voice. "Its him! Bilbo, distract him!" Cyril hissed. Bilbo nodded. As Bilbo began talking with Smaug, as he made his presence in the Treasury, Cyril went into another part of the large hall, where she transformed. But she knew that Smaug will find her scent off the bat, but she didn't care. She was ready to fight the beast herself.
Meanwhile the Dwarves waited, and they could feel the entire mountain rumble. "Was that an earth quake?" asked Dori. "No, that my friends is a dragon!" said Balin, gravely. "I thinks it's a bad idea sending Cyril down there. She could get herself killed. Not only that Bilbo too!" said Dwalin. "Give them more time." said Thorin. "Thorin, you can't be serious!" snapped Balin. "They will be fine. I put my full trust in the two of them. Cyril can handle herself. After all, she is a dragon too. As for the hobbit, Cyril will protect him." said Thorin.
"Thorin, do you think its worth it? To find a stone-the same jewel that drove your grandfather mad? To risk the lives of someone you love deeply and a great friend of yours?" asked Balin. "I will not risk this quest for one burglar, and a woman." snarled Thorin. "I swear if I hear that line one more time-!" began Dwalin angrily. Dwalin had heard Thorin said those same words about Bofur, Oin, Fili and Kili. Thorin looked at Balin. "You are afraid." said Thorin. "Yes, I fear for you, laddie. You will become what your grandfather has become." said Balin.
"I am not my grandfather!" snarled Thorin, as he looked away from Balin. Suddenly, the mountain shook again, this time much worse. And they could hear Smaug yelling now.
"Deceitful, treacherous fools! Using this skin changer to my advantage!" bellowed Smaug. Thorin quickly turned as he sprinted into the Mountain. "Thorin!" Dwalin called out to the dwarf, and pretty soon, the rest of the Dwarves followed him. Meanwhile in the treasury, Cyril, now in full dragon form, faced her opponent. "So those dwarven scum had hired a pet to do the dirty work for them? Let me inform you, miss, you don't have the abilities as I have, and I can kill you easily with my flames!" snarled Smaug, as he moved closer to Cyril.
"Oh give me a break, Smaug. There is a dragon in Middle Earth that is ten times your size, who can beat you in a battle! You know whom I speak. I am his offspring!" shot back Cyril. Smaug's eyes widened in shock hearing this. "Anacolgan the Black! He never had any offspring!" shouted Smaug. "Yes, he indeed has, and I am she. When he died, I was sent to Valar, given a new life as a half dwarf/half hobbit. I was raised by a dwarf and a hobbit as a family, there fore, I born this all my life! I am far by no means a weakling, Smaug, and I can kill you NOW!" shouted Cyril.
"So be it. A fight is what you want, a fight is what you're going to get! And it appears that we have an audience whom will be watching!" snapped Smaug. Cyril turned, and she could see the Dwarves standing on a balcony, and Bilbo approaching Thorin. "Cyril! NO! Don't do this!" shouted Gloin. Cyril turned to Gloin. "I'm sorry, Master Gloin. This is my fate now, I have to do this. I'm doing this for you, Thorin and your home! I promised I will help you reclaim your home, and I will keep that promise! Bilbo, get Thorin to lead you and the Company into safety!" said Cyril turning to Bilbo. Bilbo nodded.
Cyril turned her attention back to Smaug. Bilbo sprinted towards Thorin, as the Dwarf leader stood and stared at him. "Thorin, we have to get out of here." pleaded the hobbit. "The Arkenstone! Where is it?" asked Thorin. Bilbo noticed a look in Thorin's eyes, as the Dwarf completely had changed. "The Arkenstone! Do you have it?" Thorin asked again. "I don't have it, Thorin! Really, we should get going!" pleaded Bilbo. Suddenly, they could a hear roars in the background. "RUN!" shouted Bilbo, and Thorin lead the Company to safety.
"I swear that woman has gone effing mad!" fumed Gloin. "That's why Gandalf has placed her with us, you idiot!" Dwalin shouted.
They soon entered the Gallery of Kings. "We will sit here and wait." said Thorin. The Company nodded, as they find places to sit as they waited. "Why isn't Thorin not wanting to watch Cy fight Smaug?" asked Bilbo. "Because we all know this is between her and Smaug, Bilbo. We cannot intervene." said Balin. Meanwhile, in the Treasury, Cyril and Smaug's battle continued. "We'll just have to take this outside then!" bellowed Smaug. "Very well!" shot back Cyril, as she spreads her wings, and she followed Smaug out of the Mountain.
What in the hell does he think he's doing?! We're supposed to be fighting? Not going to Lake Town! Cyril's thought fumed as she followed the dragon. "Smaug, don't you go near that TOWN!" Cyril bellowed. "Watch the city burn, women! Your friends are there, and they will DIE as well!" bellowed Smaug, as the dragon continued to fly further away from Cyril. "I am FIRE! I am DEATH!" bellowed Smaug. "And watch me send you to the depths of HELL!" screamed Cyril as she leapt on top of the dragon, as bit into him, Smaug roared.
Fili's POV:
I sighed with relief, as my brother is now sitting up and able to walk again, thanks to the kind Elf Captain, Tauriel, whom had healed him.
Tauriel quickly came in. "You have to go! The dragons are coming!" said Tauriel. "Dragons?! But I thought there was only….OH NO CYRIL!" cried I cried out. "Cyril? What do you mean?" asked Tauriel. "It's a really long story, which we have no time to tell. Kili can tell you later." I said quickly. "I need to get you to a boat, so you can get home! Come on!" said Tauriel. All of us nodded, as we followed Tauriel out of the guest home.
Tauriel shortly found us a boat, and ordered us to quickly climb in, as Bofur took the oars. I stood and watch Kili say his farewells to the Elf. I couldn't help but chuckle softly. However Uncle will not like this if he seen this right now. "Here, take this, Armarile' !" said Kili, and to my surprise he handed Tauriel the rune stone our mother had given him. Shortly, Kili joined us in the boat, as we took off. We looked into the skies and we could see two dragons in a battle. One dragon, whom I assumed it was Cyril was tackling Smaug, before he caused any more damage to the town.
Then I realized something-Bard. He's going to kill the dragon. And I felt worried, he's going to kill the wrong dragon! I turned to the dwarves. "Kili, stay with the others. There is something I need to take care of." I said. "Where are yer going, laddie?" asked Bofur.
"I'm going to stop Bard from killing the wrong dragon. He has to kill Smaug, not Cyril!" I said. "Oh yes, good point there!" said Oin. "Best of luck, brother!" Kili called out to me, as I climbed out of the boat, and went on my search for Bard. It didn't take me long to find Bard, whom was now standing on a watch tower. I climbed up and met up with Bard. "Bard! Wait!" I called out. "What is it? Haven't you dwarves bothered me enough?" snapped Bard.
"Bard there are two dragons up there. One of them is Smaug, and there other one is our friend, Cyril!" I said. Bard's eyes widened in shock. "The daughter of Anacologon the Black-it cannot be!" gasped Bard. "Bard, its Smaug you need to go after, not Cyril!" I pleaded. "Cyril's the black dragon!" said Bard. "Yes." I replied. Bard nodded. Now Bard knew whom to aim for, and he waited until Smaug had gotten close. "CYRIL! CYRIL!" I cried out to her. The black dragon heard me calling her name, and she looked down and saw me.
"Fili?!" exclaimed Cyril. "Come here for a minute!" I called out to her. And Cyril flew down. "Try and get Smaug to move this direction so Bard can shoot him." I instructed Cyril. Cyril nodded, and she flew away. And she done her best of getting Smaug to move near to where we are standing. Luckily, Cyril managed to bring Smaug towards us.
And Bard took up his bow, and the black arrow. "Miss Cyril, you best move out of the way!" Bard called out. Cyril nodded, and she quickly moved. As Smaug drew closer, he first attacked Cyril, biting her in the side. Cyril screamed. "CY!" Bard and myself cried out, as we saw Cyril falling into the lake. In anger and rage, Bard pulled the arrow, and it flew, right into the hollow spot of the dragon's breast, and Smaug roared, as he fell into the burning lake. "Fili, go find her!" Bard demanded.
I bolted, and headed for the boat. "Bofur! BOFUR! Row as fast you can! It's Cyril! She's hurt!" I cried out. Bofur nodded, and he began rowing. "Is the dragon dead?" asked Oin. "Yes." I replied. Bofur rowed quickly, and soon, we saw a body floating in the lake. "CYRIL!" cried out Kili. I jumped into the lake, and swam to her, and brought her over to our boat, and laid her in the boat. Oin knelt before Cyril. "Oh, this doesn't look good. We have to get to the Mountain immediately!" said Oin.
"How badly injured is she?" asked Kili. "Badly. The dragon bit her in her side, and if we don't stop the bleeding in time. She will die. I have something here with me that will stop the bleeding. Once we get to the Mountain, I will get my medical supplies!" said Oin.
No One's POV:
Erebor, Lonely Mountain
Thorin now had been ordering everyone on the endless search for the Arkenstone. Bilbo had noticed the gold sickness had completely consumed the dwarf. Shortly, the hobbit's thought's turned to Cyril. Aule, keep her safe, protect her, bring her back safely! the hobbit prayed. It had been hours since everyone had been busy in the treasury looking endlessly for the Arkenstone. "Thorin, we've been here all day, could we get a rest?" called out Gloin.
"Alright, everyone you can rest. Be back in here, in a couple hours!" Thorin called out to them. Soon the Dwarves left the Treasury, and they entered a private dining area. But Bilbo didn't move, and he approaches Thorin. "Thorin, you haven't even asked about Cyril. Aren't you at least worried about her?" asked Bilbo. "Why should I worry about her? She had took this upon herself to fight against a beast that is ten times stronger than she is! She had it coming to her!" said Thorin, sharply.
Bilbo's eyes widened hearing this. "Thorin! You really don't mean it!" exclaimed the hobbit sharply. "I meant every word of it." growled Thorin, his back turned against the hobbit.
"Thorin, she loves you, and I thought you loved her. She is doing this for you, for all of us, and your home! You're not going to praise her bravery?" said Bilbo. "Why would I praise someone who is acting like a complete fool. She should have never came with us!" Thorin shouted. "Listen to yourself, Thorin! That is not you talking!" Bilbo yelled at the dwarf. "Get out of my face, Halfling!" bellowed Thorin. "Fine!" grumbled the hobbit, and he left the treasury.