I hope this is a good chapter for you, I'm not sure if I like it or not. :)
Chapter 7
"Save them," The Hobbit said as he fell off the bridge and into a great chasm.
"No!" Thorin yelled. His chest constricted with grief and fear, Bilbo fell and was probably dead.
After a moment of silent regret Thorin decided to fulfil his One's last wish and save the Company. He sheathed Orcrist so he could use both arms to balance as he crossed the flimsy bridges and pathways that made up the Goblin's settlement. Thorin tried to sneak into the throne area, but he accidently knocked over a pile of old bones, the Goblins, alerted by the noise, grabbed him before he could unsheathe a blade.
Bilbo slowly came back to awareness, his Bounder training kicked in and he laid still until he was sure there were no other beings in the immediate vicinity. Bilbo looked around himself and saw that his pack had broken his fall, thought it had not saved him from a sprained wing, which was very painful but not debilitating. Bilbo grabbed his Katana which fell only a few feet from him and started to make his way towards the only light he could see, a tiny drop in the distance that even a regular Hobbit would be unable to see, but Bilbo was no ordinary Hobbit he was half Fae and had split pupils which let in much more light than round ones. Bilbo crept along his eyes seeing more than any other being ever had until his foot brushed against something decidedly not stone, something that radiated power. Carefully Bilbo picked it up and slipped into his pocket barely thinking about it.
Thorin cursed as the Goblins dragged him before the throne, he had failed Bilbo, failed his One. "Thorin Oakenshield! Son of Thrain, son of Thror, King Under the Mountain. Though you have no Mountain, so really that makes you just another pesky Dwarf trespassing in my Kingdom!"
The Goblins laughed and howled and then the Goblin king looked closely at Thorin, "I know someone who would pay a pretty price for your head, a Pale Orc astride a white Warg."
Thorin felt his knees tremble, "That beast died on the battle field years ago!" he yelled.
"We shall see!" The Goblin said and sent off a messenger.
Thorin snarled and pulled out of the Goblin's hold, he withdrew Orcrist and charged the Goblin King. The Goblin King squealed are the blade pierced his stomach, Thorin twisted the blade and pressed it up into the Goblin King's heart.
The Goblins surrounding the Company were not so easily dispatched and soon the Company was overrun with furious Goblins. There was a loud bang and a flash of light, "Take up arms! Fight! Fight!" Gandalf's voice called.
Bilbo cocked his head, he could hear breathing, a being of similar size to himself, Bilbo thought. He heard some rocks scatter to his left and flung out a hand calling to the surface the spark all Hobbits had, it allowed him to convert some of his energy into light and by so doing, blind the creature, it screamed and Bilbo ran, he didn't want to see what the creature was Bilbo thought it was probably a Goblin, he ran until he found the source of the drop of light, he followed it and found an unguarded entrance to the Tunnels, it looked like it was never used and was probably long forgotten, if it was ever known at all. Bilbo slipped out of the entrance and started to walk down the hill before him, Bilbo was worried about his companions. Did they manage to escape? Bilbo spun around as he heard an Orcish horn behind him, he saw a group of Wargs coming at him, there were too many for him to take when he was in such a precarious position so he ran down the hill. He saw the Company standing among the trees, they did not appear to have heard the horn.
Thorin barley remembered the run through the Goblin Tunnels. When the Company was safe outside in the sunlight, Thorin fell to his knees, Bilbo was gone. Vaguely Thorin could hear Gandalf asking where the Hobbit was.
"He fell," Thorin gasped out staring at nothing.
"What?" Thorin wasn't sure who said it but he answered anyway.
"Bilbo fell, he stopped the Goblin's from seeing us, so we could save you, but a straggler knocked him over the edge." Thorin couldn't say anymore, he just sat there.
"RUN!" A voice suddenly called from behind the Company. Thorin whipped round at the familiar voice, "Run you fools, Orcs and Wargs are right behind me!"
"Bilbo," Thorin said in disbelief. Nori and Dwalin hoisted Thorin up between them as they ran past. Thorin started to move under his own power and was soon right behind Bilbo, he followed Bilbo up into a tree when Gandalf said to but only half of Thorin's awareness was on the flight from the Wargs, the rest was on Bilbo, Bilbo who was there and not dead and looking right at him, Thorin felt his cheeks heat.
"Thorin, are you alright?" Bilbo asked softly.
"You're alive," was all Thorin could say.
Bilbo's face softened, "Yes I am, it takes a lot more than that to kill me."
Their tree started to topple Bilbo and Thorin along with Nori and Dwalin, who were in the same tree jumped from tree to tree slowly joining their companions until all were precariously perched in one large pine tree that was on the very edge of a cliff. There was a creak and the pine tree began to fall over, it ended up handing over the edge of the cliff with the Company clinging to its branches. That was when Thorin saw something straight from a nightmare, Azog the Defiler was watching the Dwarves with a look of unholy glee on his scared face. "Uimh," Bilbo breathed from next to him. Thorin was suddenly back on that battlefield and with no thought in his mind, charged the Pale Orc. But he was knocked back and grabbed by Azog's mount, the Warg tossed Thorin onto the ground and the bolt of pain brought Thorin back to the present. Bilbo was standing in front of him, a sword held in his hand, Thorin felt his eyes beginning to close, but he was sure that he saw Bilbo plunge his sword into the Warg's skull.
Bilbo was about the run the Pale Orc through when the Giant Eagles swooped in and during the distraction the Pale Orc ran, leaving his companions to their fate. Bilbo turned to Thorin and watched as he was gently scooped up by an eagle. Bilbo saw his oaken shield laying where it fell, he grabbed it just before being picked up by another Eagle and then dropped onto the back of one of its companions.
It was the coldest winter Bilbo had ever experienced, the Brandywine River was frozen and Wolves and Orcs roamed the land freely, Bilbo was out every day, it was his job as a Bounder to protect the people of the Shire. One evening Bilbo was on his way out when he was jumped by a Warg with a large Pale Orc on it's back, Bilbo fought furiously, his Mother beside him and his Father throwing stones from behind them. Bilbo sliced the Orc across the face and down the chest. And Belladonna got a good hit to its upper arm before being hit with enough force to send her flying, Bungo was next, the easy target. Bilbo wounded the Warg again but it was too late the Warg had Bungo in it's jaws, his body was limp and his eye's unseeing. Belladonna cried out from where she was laying and Bilbo charged the Orc again.
So yes, Gollum was not really in it but it didn't make sense for Bilbo to hang around when he could see well enough to find the way out on his own and my Thorin is more in touch with his emotions but his still very stoic and grumpy. Also thought it would be good for Bilbo and Thorin to have a common personal enemy in order to relate to each other better. Originally I wasn't going to mentions Fell Winter at all as I couldn't find a date that was within Bilbo's lifetime, but felt this was a good way for Bungo to die, defending his home and family. I hope you enjoyed more focus on Thorin in this chapter.
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