Chapter Twelve
During the heated conversation between Thorin, Bard and Thranduil, Bard rode up on his horse, as he took out the Arkenstone from his pocket. "We had been given this, King Thorin, maybe this will consider of you changing your mind? I'm sure you have known about this?" said Bard. "No, I haven't. That's not the Arkenstone-it's a ruse. The Arkenstone still remains in the Treasury!" growled Thorin. "Oh, you think it's a ruse? How would be so sure? I want to thank you for this, Thorin!" said Thranduil, holding up his necklace.
"WHAT?!" exclaimed Thorin. "Yes, they were presented to us last night as a peace offering." said Bard. First Thorin turned his attention to Kili. "You! You have done it!" barked Thorin. "No, Uncle! I didn't take them, I swear!" shouted Kili. "Before you falsely accuse anyone else for stealing, Thorin, we have done it." spoke up Cyril as she stepped forward, followed by Bilbo. "Thorin, I had the Arkenstone the entire time. I never returned it to you, seeing that you are not the same dwarf I known. We had a reason of doing this, Thorin. I done it as a claim of the fourteenth share." said Bilbo.
Now, Thorin went from anger to enraged, as he glared at the both of them. "Hang them over the ramparts! But leave the girl, to me! I will kill her myself!" barked Thorin. "THORIN NO!" shouted Fili, as he tried to intervene, but Thorin shoved his nephew out of the way. But the dwarves didn't move. "Fine, then! I'll take care of the hobbit myself!" bellowed Thorin, as he lunged at the hobbit, picking him up by his coat, hanging him over the ramparts.
"STOP IT!" Cyril screamed, as she charged at Thorin. Suddenly, Thorin dropped the hobbit. "Run, Bilbo!" cried out Bofur. Bilbo quickly ran away. As for Cyril, she collapsed to the ground on her knees, as Thorin, in full rage approached her. "Dwalin, my bow!" Thorin demanded. "Thorin, no, don't' do this!" shouted Oin. But Dwalin just stood there, not moving. "FINE!" said Thorin, as he reached for the bow himself. "Go ahead, shoot me, Thorin. Do you think its worth killing some one over treasure and gold? Is it worth it?!" screamed Cyril.
Suddenly, she felt a large hand striking her in the face. "Shut up! I like for quiet while I kill you!" barked Thorin, as he placed the arrow to the string. "No, no! Uncle don't do this!" shouted Kili, angrily. "SHUT UP!" Thorin screamed, and he pulled the arrow back, as it fired at Cyril. Cyril dodged the arrow.
But unfortunately the arrow struck her in the side where her stitches from her previous injury is located. Cyril collapsed to the ground, and when her head landed on the hard pavement, she fell into unconsciousness. "CY!" cried out Oin, running towards her. And then he glared angrily at Thorin. "Fili, carry Miss Cyril to the healing chambers quickly, before she loses blood." said Balin. Oin realized that the stitches on her previous injury were undone now, since Thorin had shot at her. The dwarf felt like he wanted to strangle Thorin, King or not.
Fili picked up Cyril and her carried her to the healing chambers, followed by Balin and Oin. Thorin quickly turned and bolted back inside the Mountain, and Dwalin followed him, enraged at his friend for what he had done. Dwalin followed Thorin into the Treasury. He decided once and for all if one person was to snap Thorin out of this spell, it would be him. "Is this what you wish for Thorin, for people to fall to their deaths?" asked Dwalin. "Life is cheap. People died in battles, Dwalin." snarled Thorin.
"Bilbo is right, you have changed. You aren't the same dwarf I grew up with, fight alongside battles with, the same Dwarf who single handed led his people to a new life. What has become of him?" said Dwalin.
For a moment, Thorin remained silent. "I am not-Thorin Oakenshield." said Thorin slowly. Suddenly, Thorin spun around, as he glared at Dwalin. "I AM YOUR KING!" Thorin bellowed. "Thorin." said Dwalin. "Get out, Dwalin, or I will kill you." snarled Thorin. Dwalin closed his eyes, as he walked away. He entered a private parlor where everyone gathered. "Its no use talking to him. We have los him." said Dwalin, sadly.
"Any news of Cyril?" asked Kili. Oin entered the room, his face looked grave. "She's fading. We're doing our best to stop the bleeding, but now the bleeding as gone internal." said Oin. "Oh no, that's not good!" said Bofur, sadly. "Thorin is going to regret what he has done!" snarled Kili. "Kili, its best you leave your Uncle alone for a while, and just pray to Mahal, this passes." said Balin, sternly. "Balin, Cy's on the brink of death! If she dies on us, now, what will make Thorin? What if he finds out she's dead!" shouted Kili angrily.
"Kili's got a point, this will eat up on Thorin's conscious. The only thing we have to do is pray. Oin went back to her, and doing his best to keep her in good health." said Balin. Two hours later, to everyone's surprise, Thorin entered the private parlor. It seemed Thorin is back to his normal self, and it was Kili who spoke first shouting at him.
And it was then Thorin approached Kili, calming him, assuring everything is going to be okay. Thorin shortly looked around the room. "Cyril, where is she? Where is my Cy?" asked Thorin. Balin approaches Thorin. "Thorin, I think you better sit down for what I'm about to tell you." began the older dwarf, gravely. "What is it?" asked Thorin. Balin explained everything from the beginning, and including Thorin shooting her at the front gate.
Thorin gasped hearing this, and guilt clouded over him, tears falling down his face. He had hurt her, his heart sank, realizing he had hurt the woman he loved. Thorin stood up and turned away from the company. "She's not dying, don't tell me she's dying!" mumbled Thorin. "Thorin, Oin is doing the best he can for her to survive. He's with her now." said Balin. "I want to go see her." said Thorin. "Thorin, not yet. Please not yet." said Dwalin. "Why?" said Thorin, hotly.
"Thorin, just wait, okay? Trust me on this." said Balin. "Fine." said Thorin, as he sat down. "Will Cyril be able to fight?" asked Thorin. "I doubt it." said Balin gravely. "Look, there isn't much time. War is upon us, we must go!" said Dwalin. "What of Cyril?" asked Kili. "Balin and Oin is going to remain behind with her. Balin, before we leave there is something you must do for me." said Thorin.
"Yes, laddie?" asked Balin. "Tell Cyril, I'm sorry, sorry for everything, and tell her, I love her." said Thorin. Balin nodded, as he watched Thorin and the rest of the dwarves taking up arms and leave to Battle. Balin went to the healing quarters, and by the time he entered, he noticed Cyril is awake, but still laying in bed. "I managed to bind her wounds, she is coming back to us. I'm afraid she is going to be on bed rest for a while. But will survive. It will take her a few weeks to recover." said Oin. Balin nodded.
"I take it I won't be fighting." said Cyril. "I'm afraid not, lassie." said Balin, gravely. "But I wanted to save them! I need to be out there!" shouted Cyril. "I'm sorry, Cy, but I'm afraid you cannot fight." said Balin. Cannot fight, my arse! He has forgotten that dragons can heal themselves. I will use my power to regain my strength back, and Azog will not see what's coming to him! Cyril thought. After Balin and Oin left the chambers, she began working right away using her powers to heal herself.
The stitches on her side, disappeared quickly, as well as the newer ones Oin had recently put into her, and soon her strength had return. "Those fellows had no idea I could do this. I'm not going to sit and allow my companions to fall to their deaths, no way!" said Cyril loudly.
When that was done, she threw on her cloak and grabbed her weapons. What are you doing, Cy? You're becoming a dragon anyway, there is no use for your weapons! Cyril thought. Cyril hoped she would leave the Mountain without getting noticed. Luckily, she had left without being noticed, which she knew Balin and Oin were the only ones in the Mountain at the time. It didn't take her long to reach the ruins of Dale. Ha, got out Scott free. Balin and Oin are going to be upset, but I don't care, Cyril thought.
Cyril told herself she wasn't going to turn into a dragon just yet. She wanted to find Thorin. And immediately. She felt glad she remembered to bring at least one weapon with her, which was her sword she mainly used anyway, and she fought off orcs along the way as she went through Dale looking for the Dwarves. Suddenly to her surprise, she ran into Bilbo and Gandalf. "Cyril! What are you doing down here? I thought you were told to stay in the healing quarters?" said Bilbo. "How did you know that?" asked Cyril.
"Kili told us everything. He said by Oin's orders you weren't allowed to move a muscle!" said Bilbo. "Bilbo, have you forgotten that I have powers that I can heal myself?" said Cyril. "No, I haven't forgotten, but apparently the dwarves have." said Bilbo. Gandalf laughed.
"Aside to that, where's Thorin?" asked Cyril. "He's heading to Ravenhill." said Gandalf, shortly after Bilbo had departed from the wizard to join Thorin and the others. "I'm going up there." said Cyril. "Are you sure that is such a good idea, Cy? You don't know what you're getting into here." said Gandalf. "Gandalf, I faced a dragon! How dangerous can facing two large orcs can be?" said Cyril and she walked away.
And its not like I faced that bastard before, thought Cyril as begin her journey to Ravenhill, fighting orcs along the way. Soon, she arrived at Ravenhill, as she begin her search for Thorin, Fili, Kili, Dwalin and Bilbo. Soon, she came to an icy area, and she found Thorin, Dwalin and Bilbo, with Kili standing nearby. Cyril's heart stopped when she saw Thorin, and she mustered up courage, as she stepped forward. "Thorin!" said Cyril. Thorin, Dwalin and Bilbo quickly turned. "Cyril! What in Durin's name are you doing down here?!" exclaimed Thorin.
"I'm going to fight." said Cyril. "To hell you're not, woman! You go back up in that Mountain and rest! You were under Oin's strict orders not to move!" said Dwalin, sharply. "Dwalin, you guys forgotten that I can heal myself! I have powers to heal myself! Here! I can show you!" Cyril snapped back. Cyril raised her shirt and armor.
"The stitches! They're gone! How can it be?!" exclaimed Dwalin. "Like I said before, I can heal myself!" said Cyril. "Listen Cy, this is a very dangerous fight, you really must go back." said Thorin. "Thorin, I'm not leaving." said Cyril. "Cyril, after what I've done to you-I cannot stand to face you right now." said Thorin. "Is that what you're worried about?" asked Cyril gently, placing her hand on Thorin's cheek. "I knew it wasn't you earlier, Thorin. That's why I've forgiven you. Which is the reason why Bilbo and I did what we did. To save you." said Cyril.
"Cyril.." said Thorin softly, as he planted a kiss on her lips. "Okay, you two, none of that right now!" said Dwalin, bluntly. Suddenly, something caught Cyril's attention. "FILI!" cried out Cyril. Everyone turned and they saw Azog, standing over a cliff with Fili in his grasp. Dwalin snarled. "This one I will take first, then his brother-and You, Thorin Oakenshield, I will deal lastly!" snarled Azog. "Let him GO!" Cyril shouted in Black Speech.
"Cyril, what are you doing?" Thorin called out, as he watched her walk away. But Cyril ignored him. "Lass, you get back here!" Dwalin called out. "I have to do this!" Cyril called back, and she turned into her dragon form.
"I don't know who's more reckless, Cyril or Kili!" grumbled Thorin. Cyril spread her wings and as she flew to the cliff. Before Azog took his weapon to thrust into Fili, Cyril swept down, picking up Fili under her claws. "Cyril, what are you doing?!" exclaimed Fili. "Saving you from getting killed, Fili!" Cyril replied. Azog bellowed in anger at this. Cyril quickly landed Fili with the others. "Cyril, you don't have to do this." said Thorin.
Azog soon called out for his archers. "Archers, take down the Dragon!" Azog barked the ten archers nearby. Crap, they got effing archers! thought Cyril. "Cyril, they got archers! You should get back down here!" called out Dwalin. But Cyril ignored him. Soon as Cyril turned to attack Azog, several arrows from the orcs fired at her, and three had struck her, she cried out in pain. "CYRIL!" cried out Thorin. Cyril landed on the ground.
That does it, that Orc is going down! Thorin thought as he moved to the cliff to fight him, followed by Fili, and soon later Kili joined them.