Part. 9

Azog smiled to himself. Grinning. And finally laughed. Merciless sarcasm. That wretched Thorin Oakenshield had reacted just as he had hoped. He looked mockingly Thorin, with pale blue eyes and tightened his grip from dwarfscum, who struggled in his hands. It cried out in pain and he saw the horror flashed in his old enemy's eyes.

He had no intention to leave anyone alive. He wanted to finish the whole Durin's family forever. "Bring the other!" He exclaimed with cold voice and his servants threw the other dwarf in front of Thorin's eyes. It was limp as rag doll. He chuckled with satisfaction at the sight of Thorin and the other dwarves face.

One of the other dwarves rushed forward, crying with rage, but he only tightened his grip on the second one and once again it cried out in pain and dwarf rush was short – lived. How weak creatures, dwarves, after all were. Needed only one of them, and the rest were on their knees. It's got again Azog grinning with satisfaction.

Thorin looked terrified how Fili was thrown in front of his eyes. He was limp as rag doll. Dwalin rushed towards the orcs, but Azog only tightened his grip from Kili's arm, so that the boy had to shout. It stopped Dwalin and was followed by other dwarves to forget their thinks of attack. Oh, why had he come here with a group so few in number? Of them there would be no objection to Azog and his soldiers.

Thorin remembered the last time he was face to face with that horrible creature. The memory of how it had killed his grandfather, and pushed his father to madness: And finally, killing him.

He remembered the battlefield and cries of pain in there, and the smoke that rose from there. He remembered the slaughter of his kin and suddenly he found the strength and anger from somewhere inside of him. This thing would not kill Fili and Kili. No, if it sticks to him. He should come up with something. And soon, but direct attack would not working. No. Not as long as those monster would have his nephews as a shield.

Kili looked at his big brother, who lay on the ground like he would be dead. Tears burned his eyes. Tears of pain, anger and fear. If he only would get out of this wretched creature's grasp… He could to help his brother, his uncle and others. Then he came up with it.

Kili suddenly froze and let out of a sound as if he would croaked of pain or something and at the same time he slumped to the ground on his knees. Azog worked exactly as he had hoped and relaxing its grip a little confused, but laughing. "Right now, this is flake out, too? You have the weak kin, Thorin Oakenshield!"It shouted mockingly, laughing. "Kili!" There was a call from Thorin from somewhere in front of him, and then, he knew it was time to act.

First, Kili wrenched himself away from brash grip of orc. He cried in pain, but got out of the grip. After that, he quickly kicked Azog to the knee, and rushed over to his brother. "Fili! Fili! Wake up!" he screamed in terror and knelt down next to his brother. Fili moved, thank Aule, and Kili lifted him gently half-sitting position, hugging him. "Fili, please wake up." He whispered in his ear, and at the same time was a familiar battle cry of the other dwarves mouth: " Baruk Khazâd! Khazâd ai-mênu!"

Azog roared with rage and went on to attack towards the brothers, but ended up face to face with their uncle and their king: "Come any closer to my nephews, and you are doomed." Thorin whispered with anger and resentment oozing in his voice.

Azor roared again with rage and tried to push Thorin, but he was faster with his sword and struck Azog to his stomach. It roared again, but this time in pain. "You will never again lit a finger against my family!" Thorn raged and fought for his life with Azog. Azog jumped a step back and attacked again towards the dwarf king. How does his plan may to go so badly wrong?

Azog glanced at the dwarf brothers furiously and vowed in his mind to kill dark haired, young dwarf with his own hands. His honor had been violated bloody once again. He thought in his mind and struck towards Thorin and this time, hitting his head and knocked him to the ground. It whistled sharp and briefly, and as soon as the herd wolves responded to his call howling and barking at the white alpha male's lead.

White wolf ran up to him and Azog expertly jumped on its back. Now the whole Durin's family should pay. He shouted the battle cry of their own language and more orcs appeared over the hill to his aid with their wolves. Azog hit the heels to his white pet's sides and rushed towards the brothers. The blond was still dozy.

Kili turned his horrified gaze toward the approaching sound and realized that Azog was coming straight toward them. "Fili! Wake up! You need to wake up! Otherwise, we will die!" He cried and shook his dozy brother. Fili grunted vaguely, and looked at somewhere past the face of his brother. "Kili! Watch out!" Fili cried out in horror when he saw through the mist of a great white approaching them.

Kili turned back to Azog just in time to see the wolf to be just jumping against them. He quickly reeling in his mind his brother's knife catches and luckily found one throwing knife from under his furs.

Kili grabbed it quickly on his right hand and threw it desperately towards the wolf, hoping that it will hit the target. Kili closed his eyes at the same moment when the knife came off his hand and waited of the worst. It did not come. Instead of he heard the howls of pain from the mouth of the wolf and when he cracked his eyes, he saw it fall and Azog to be partially trapped underneath it.

Kili sighed in relief, but the joy was only short-lived. One of the wolves not for long held back Azog. He heard Azog's exclamation of rage when it dug himself out of from under a large wolf and threw it away nailing its cold eyes to his warm brown. Kili needed a weapon.

Fili again opened his misty eyes and turned them towards his younger brother. He looked petrified with fear, and soon Fili discovered why. Azog approached them slowly in cold furious look in its eyes. They needed to get to safety soon, but there was none! Fili noticed when he turned his gaze from place to place.

Everywhere were fighting orcs and dwarves. They seemed to be doing pretty reasonable so far, but for how long? Orcs seemed to come all the time and his comrade's forces began to wane. He gently moved and shook the hand of Kili. "Kili! Help me up. We have to do something!" He exclaimed to his little brother and Kili turned his confusion and joy of a mess gaze to him. "Fili!"Kili exclaimed become delighted, but becomes more serious, the same road. Now was not the time to celebrate.

Kili got up to help his brother standing up quickly, with hissed in pain mutedly when Fili's weight felt in his left shoulder. "Fili? Are you okay? Can you walk?" He then asked quickly, pushing aside his own pain. Fili nodded. "Some kind of. Let's go. To help others." Kili nodded and the same behind them was a fierce cry, and Azog attacked to them. "Kili! Get down!" Heard Kili his brother's scream and Kili bowed his head quickly down just when throwing knife whoosh over his head, hitting Azog to its chest. It cried out in pain, but did not stop, but went on his way like the raging bull, just irritation from adversity even more.

The brothers continued their flee and Kili took orc sword from the ground. However, it was better than nothing, even though it was a little heavy for him. In the same on their right side ran two wolfriders towards them. Kili just had time to kill the other when it was hitting its teeth the side of Fili. "Thank you!" Whispered Fili to his brother and at the same time he killed the other of attackers two precisely targeted throwing knives. Another hit the wolf's head and the other pierced the rider's chest. "You're welcome!" Smiled Kili gratefully to his brother, and again raised his sword against the new attackers.

"Boys! Watch out!" Suddenly there was Dwalin's cry from somewhere far away, and they found the same to be again against Azog. That, too, had taken a sword and waved it dangerously. "Now you can't runaway anymore you scum!" It shouted at them and attacked towards the brothers. "We'll see!" Exclaimed Kili with bold and furious voice. "You dared to hurt my brother. You'll pay for that!" He then went on and rushed towards Azog. "Kili! Wait!" Fili cried, but too late. Azog would pull a hidden dagger from his right boot and pushed it deep into Kili's stomach. Kili cried in pain and crumpled to the ground on his knees.

Fili looked in horror as his little brother collapsed to the ground wailing quietly. Azog began to laugh at the familiar sardonic laughter, and it was too much to Fili. He cried with rage and attacked to Azog with his own hidden blade. He screamed and dodged concluding many hits to Azog. Every time the cuts he made were deeper and deeper. He wanted to kill that wicked creature.

Fili also get more and more wounds, but he did not care for them and did not surrendered to pain. He would win this battle. In one way or another. More and more rapidly he stroked Azog and committing himself to the wrath and joy of killing.

Surrounding battle's tumult disappeared around him; he focused on one thing only: Azog. That creature would die here today by his hand, even if it would be his last work.

Authors note: Hello again! After all, I could update this already today and It was surprisily long :O But at least I keep my promise that this chapter will be long :) Hope you liked it as much as I liked to write it. Please tell me what did you like and didn't like and thanks again for follows and faves :) It always make me happy to see that people like this! :) Next chapter will be short and it's like tribute to Fili, he is so brave! Like is Kili too! :) I just love them too much 3