An arrow shot through the air and imbedded itself in Dain's arm. He cried out in pain, dropping his axe to the side. Everyone turned to see two men standing by the edge of the tree line, one had another arrow ready in his bow while the other stood behind him with his own bow drawn.

"Bard?" Thranduil whispered.

"Aragorn!" Legolas shouted.

"Let them go Dwarf!" Bard shouted. "Let them go and leave."

Dain pulled the arrow from his arm and chuckled, "Who are you to order me around? A pathetic human such as you holds no power here."

"That may be, but Thran is my friend. I'm not about to let you hurt him." Bard said.

Dain smiled, "A friend is he? How sweet" He picked his axe back up, "If he is so dear to you, then you can join him in death!" The Dwarf threw his axe and the two men quickly dodged it. Unfortunately, to dodge the axe, Bard got too close to the Orcs. They grabbed him and placed him in front of Azog.

"NO!" Thranduil shouted. The snow beneath the Orcs shifted making them lose their balance. Bard took his chance and ran over to Thranduil, cutting his bindings.

"I told you they were gifts." Bard smiled.

Thranduil smiled too. "How did you know where I was?"

"Aragorn led me here. I had to find you, I had to help. I am glad I came when I did."

"As am I. Thank you Bard. You didn't have to."

Bard blushed. "Well, we're friends aren't we?"

"We are" Thranduil smiled.

Their moment was broken by Legolas running towards him. He and the others had been freed from their cage and binds by Aragorn. "Ada! Are you hurt?" The Prince knelt by this father.

"No Little Leaf, I am perfectly fine." Thranduil assured.

"How sweet." Dain said. Everyone turned to him. "Now would you both keep still so that I can kill you quickly?"

Legolas stood in front of his Father, ready to defend him even if he didn't have any weapons.

Thranduil looked between Legolas and Dain before then at his gloved hands. He sighed softly and slowly took them off. He turned to Bard and handed them to him.

"What are you doing Thran?" Bard whispered.

"Hold onto these for me."

"Are you sure?" Bard took the gloves but kept a hold of Thranduil's hand.

"I once thought of my powers as a gift, then I hurt someone and they turned into a curse. I think it's time I show myself I can help instead of hurt."

Bard nodded, "You will win this."

Thran nodded and stood up, he pushed Legolas down beside Bard before turning to face Dain. "You have tried to harm me and my family. You have brought an army to take my kingdom. If you want war Dain, you will get it." Thranduil glared Dain.

"You hear that boys? We're on!" Dain unsheathed his broad sword and charged for Thranduil.

Thranduil closed his eyes and allowed his senses to flow through the forest. It was like reuniting with a long lost friend, warmth spread through his body as he let his powers flow through him. Thranduil swung his arm forward bringing a wave of snow up to push Dain backwards. He shot ice shards at the closest Orcs, killing anyone who dared get close enough.

"You can't win against all of us Elf!" Dain cried out.

"Oh can't I? You only have the Orcs behind you Dain. You have betrayed your Kin, they will not follow you in this battle." Thranduil smirked.

Dain growled and looked at Thorin who was glaring at Dain. He turned to the rest of the Dwarves and found the same expression, some even looked disappointed.

"No matter, your head will still be removed from your body." Azog took out his sword and marched toward Thranduil.

"You'll have to get through me first." Legolas stepped between the Orc and his father.

"You sure you can take me Elfling?" Azog taunted.

Legolas charged at the Orc, jumping over him at the last minute to land near the cage where his weapons were held. He took out his white knives and lowered himself into a fighting stance. "Let's find out"

Azog grinned and charged.

"Should we not help him?" Bard asked Aragorn.

"No, we should focus on keeping the others safe." Aragorn moved to the group who were still chained and started fighting those Orcs. Bard followed after making sure Thranduil was doing okay against Dain.

Thranduil was getting the hang of using his powers in battle. Dain couldn't get close to Thranduil due to the constant spears of ice being shot toward him. Every time he threw the ice back at the Elf-King he would simply wave his hand and it would melt.

From the corner of his eye he could see Legolas take down Azog while Aragorn and Bard took care of the other Orcs.

"Are you to cowardly to face me without hiding behind your powers?" Dain taunted.

Thranduil smirked, "As you wish" He lowered his hands and created a replica of his sword out of thick ice. "Are you ready to die Dwarf?"

"It will be you who dies Fairy" Dain charged and brought his axe down on Thranduil's sword.

They fought skillfully, Thranduil more so than Dain but no more deadly. Bard wanted to help but Legolas held him back. "He needs to do this."

They all watched the two strike and block, but Dain seemed to tire while Thranduil continued on with ease. The Elven-King used this to his advantage and knocked Dain to the floor.

Thranduil stared at Dain, his ice cold eyes boring into Dain's brown ones. "I should kill you." Thranduil hissed. "You have brought war to my people and tried to kill me." He lowered his sword. "However, I do not want a war with your people. I will not risk lives because of your stupidity." He brought his blade to rest under Dain's chin, pressing lightly against his throat threateningly. "You will leave here with your Orc army and never return. If you do, I will have no qualms about killing you." With that, Thranduil melted his sword and walked back to the group.

The group smiled. Legolas was about to run to his father, but he caught Dain reaching for his axe. "ADA!"

Thranduil spun around and could only watch as Dain poised his axe to strike. Luckily, a sword shot out and imbedded itself in Dain's chest, killing the Dwarf instantly. Everyone turned to see Thorin with his arm stretched out.

"You killed your own Kin?" Elrond said.

"I hate Orcs more than I hate Elves. Besides, there is no honor in killing an opponent with their back turned." Thorin replied.

"I underestimated you Thorin Oakenshield." Thranduil said.

"I still don't like you Elf." Thorin retorted.

Thranduil smirked, "Agreed"

"We are not finished yet." Galadriel said. "The Orc army is still here."

The group turned to see the Orc army still standing at the edge of the land. They had only moved a few feet forward from their original position.

Thranduil turned to them, "Your leader has been vanquished." He called out. "Leave now and you won't lose your lives. Stay, and your bodies shall be returned to Dol Guludur for your Kin to find."

The army didn't move. A few did hesitate, but ultimately stayed in their ranks.

"So be it" He whispered to himself. Thranduil stomped his foot, raising a column of ice high into the air. "I will give you one last chance. Leave and never return." Again, the army refused to move. He raised his arms, manipulating the Black Snow around him to form into thousands of ice spears. He threw them up and watched as they descended towards the army. Most of the first few lines went down, the ones behind them filling in quickly. Thranduil continued this a few more times before he grew frustrated.

"My King, you can't keep this up, you will get tired." Tauriel said.

Thranduil nodded. He changed tactics and instead created a tsunami of ice and flame, allowing it to wash away the army. He didn't know if it killed any of the Orcs, he didn't quite care either, as long as they were off his land he was happy. He didn't stop pushing until he felt his wave enter Dol Guldur, destroying one of their fortresses for added measure.

When he was done, he lowered himself to the ground and fell to the floor. Everyone quickly surrounded him, Legolas and Bard on either side while everyone else kept a small distance.

"It is done" Thranduil said softly.

Yay! They are all safe and the Orcs are gone!
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