I awoke in a room unfamiliar to me in every way. My eyes took a moment to adjust to the mid afternoon sun. They ached, but it wasn't just my eyes. Every thing from my head to my hairy toes ached. I tried sittng up only to be knocked down again by the weight of my own body. I tried looking around, noticing all four of the dwarves in my company surrouning me. I again tried sitting up, taking this a bit slower. I felt hands move quickly to my back, supporting me on my journey upward. My head throbbed. Being hit in the head surely was unforgiving.
"Wha-What happned?" I asked rubbing my eyes with the backs of my hands.
"Woah , there Mr. Baggins. Take it slowly now, that's it," Balin spoke softly. The lights were hell on my eyes and headache. My brain pounded against my skull, as though it was attempting to beat its way out of its given place. I rubbed my temples. I began feeling dizzy, falling off balance with the world around me, as though it was spinning backwards. That's when i began falling. I fell to the ground so hard the thud my body made echoed through the house for a few extra seconds.
" !" The oddesey yelled. That obviously did not help my headache. As i pushed myself upward i heard a strange whimper coming from the right of me. I turned my head ever so slightly and saw a bewildered Smaug. His eyes grew large and he began trying to push himself away from me. His hands were bound and a very dirty looking peice of cloth was louged deep inside his mouth. The only sound heard was his weak, muffled whine.
"What is he doing?!" I yelled. "What're you doing to him?" Arms lifted me to my feet, the dwarves no more then a few inches higher then myself. My knees gave and they helped me keep my balance. My bronze curls fell in my face and i tried to blow them out of my eyes. "What did he do?" I shouted, almost hysterical.
"He tried to kill you!" Ori cried out.
"He threw a bloody stone at you!" Nori let out right after him.
"You're lucky we didn't kill you already, you ungreatful little FUNGUS!" Dwalin screamed at him. Smaugs eyes grew wild as he struggled to be heard through the cloth lodged in his mouth. He was angry, not scared of what would happen. What would happen to him? I asked myself. A crack of thunder quieted and shook the entire cottage. Where were we?
"Dwalin, Balin, Nori, And ori. Someone , out of the lot of you, tell me where in the good lord i am!" They werestled with my body to get it back into bed. They all took deep breaths and Dwalin began telling me where I was.
"We took you to the refugee camp outside of Lake Town. We figured King Thranduil would know, once again, what to do to the monstrosity. I don't think he will take to kindly to you saving his life though, Burgalar."
My heart sunk to my stomach. We had to get him out before it was to late. Thranduil will kill him. The thunder rolled again, shaking the house once more. I pushed myself up off the bed, attempting to gather my footing once more. With no prevail I fell to the floor. I attempted to crawl my way over to the help the helpless dragon and free him from his restraints, when I felt a foot connect with my adomen.
"What do you think you're doing, Hobbit?" A familiar voice bellowed. "Trying to save him again are we?" Thranduil kicked my gut again, pinning me against the leg of a chair. "Now who gave you the authority to risk every life in Middle Earth?" He crushed my stomach with his heel. "Who gave you the right to risk every life residing in this camp, my kingdom?" He laughed manically. "I'm positive it wasn't me." He turned to his men. "Take him and throw him in the dungeon. Let him rot till we decided on the proper punishment." He flicked hair out of his face with his pinky. "As for you, I will let you live... But, you're going to kill him... When the time comes." He walked away. "We'll be in touch." He sauntered to the door and flashed me his award winning smile. I hate you... I thought to myself... I will end you.