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Head First Into Danger

The company couldn't stop running as the howls started to get closer and closer. Sticking close to his brothers side Kili couldn't help his tears. He should be going back to save Fira. Not running away like a coward. Up ahead he heard someone curse and when he saw the edge of the cliff his heart dropped.

"What now?" Fili nudged him. Kili bit his head before glancing around. They were surrounded on all sides by several tall pines trees. Hurrying towards one he glanced up at the branches.

"Up into the trees!" Gandalf yelled. Kili sighed. He had just been about to suggest that himself. All around him the others were starting to help each other up and as he saw his brother and Mithiel beside him Kili watched as Fili locked his hand together.

"Up you go."

As much as he wanted to, Kili knew this wasn't the time to protest. Stepping on Fili he jumped and grabbed the closest tree branch. Swinging himself up he then reached down and pulled Fili up.

"Kee?"

Blinking back his tears Kili wished he wasn't shaking so much.

"She'll be alright won't she?"

Fili nodded, "Of course."

He would have said more but a pained cry from below caught their attention. Kili gulped as he saw Mithiel clutching her dislocated shoulder in agony. He was aware of Fili reaching down to try and grab her. He took her hand but she was too big for him to pull up by himself. Kili reached down and took her bad arm.

"I'm so sorry," he then glanced at Fili who nodded. As they pulled her up Mithiel's scream rung in his ears. Letting go of her Kili offered a small smile before realising that they needed to start climbing. Looking over in the distance he could make out the shapes of the wargs already.

"Get moving." Fili hissed. Kili shook his head knowing Mithiel could barely move and that Fili wasn't going to leave her.

"And leave you here? I think not!"

Fili shook his head, "We'll be right behind you. Now go!"

Kili bit down his curse before turning his focus onto climbing. He tried not to look down and instead kept his focus on the tree trunk ahead of him. He could hear shouts of pain from below and as he heard Fili giving Mithiel words of encouragement Kili was half tempted to stop and wait for them. However he pulled himself up onto a thick branch and leant against the tree – trying not to ignore the fact that the tree moved slightly in the breeze. Below him he saw his brother and Mithiel standing side by side. Kili smirked as he saw Fili take Mithiel's hand and give it a small squeeze of reassurance. However his smile vanished as he remembered Fira.

"What the..?" Kili gaped as he saw the small figure of Bilbo running for the trees. A huge warg leapt over him and as the hobbit began backing away Kili was already reaching for his bow. However a howl distracted him and he risked a glanced down to see several wargs were now jumping and snapping at the trees. Shaking his head he glanced at the figure of Bilbo who had – somehow – embedded his sword into the wargs skull. The hobbit wrenched it free and hurried towards the closest tree just in time as another warg snapped at his feet the second he was out of range. All around him Kili watched as the wargs moved away from the trees and his focus was drawn to a huge rock that protruded from the ground. A giant white warg stalked forward and when he heard Thorin's curses at the sight of the rider Kili knew who it was. He risked a glance at Fili. This orc wanted more than just Thorins head. There was every chance Azog knew who he and Fili were as well.

"Do you smell it? The scent of fear? I remember your father reeked of it. Thorin, son of Thrain."

Kili looked over at the tree behind him. Thorin's face was as white as snow and he forced himself to remain composed. Azog gave the company a sick smile and Kili's eyes widened as a tall figure stepped up to stand by Azog side. Even from this distance he knew it was the same man who had attacked Fira back in the cave. Beside him stood a smaller figure. They fought and lashed out at the man who simply pulled their head back to reveal their face.

"Fira?" He whispered as tears began to build up in his eyes. Fira struggled in Sols grip and Kili's anger turned to pure rage as he saw her hands had been bound and she had a thick rag tied between her lips. Sol dragged her to the edge of the rock before grabbing her by the neck and holding her up like a prize.

"Here she is Oakenshield! The traitor. The murderer. The one who was going to cut your throat while you slept."

Kili desperately tried to make eye contact with Fira. He was aware of the wargs moving away from the trees and he wondered if he would be able to somehow get down and get to her without being noticed. Sol kissed Fira on the cheek.

"Where is that prince of yours hmm? The one you claimed you loved? The one who will no doubt see you as a piece of filth now he knows the truth!"

Fira screamed as Sol dropped her and she fell a few feet to land on the ground in a heap. Kili could do nothing but watch as Sol jumped down beside her and grabbed her by the hair to force her head up.

"I'm pretty sure they'll want their revenge Fira. But they won't be around to deliver it. Why don't I do it on their behalf?"

"So much as touch her and you're a dead man!" Kili hissed. Fira tried to talk but the gag muffled her words. Sol flexed his fingers with a small smile and Fira doubled up with a high pitched scream. Kili wanted nothing more than to shut his eyes but he forced himself to keep watching. Fira fell to the floor and as Sol ripped the gag away Kili fought the urge to be sick. Sol stroked her face before clenching his fist. This time Fira's scream was beyond anything Kili had ever heard before. He didn't understand it though – Sol wasn't even touching her. The man rose to his feet.

"I wonder how long you'll have to scream for before your lover comes to get you?"

Fira tried to answer when - with a wave of his hand – Sol had her screaming again. Wiping the tears from his face Kili shook his head. He couldn't let this go on. He couldn't allow her to be tortured in such a way. Ignoring Fili's pleas he began scrambling down the tree as fast as he dared. None of the wargs or orcs had noticed him yet and he only needed to be a few feet away to stick and arrow in Sols skull. Fira screamed again and Kili forced himself to move faster. Jumping down from the lowest branch he drew out his bow and fitted an arrow to the string. Fira's body convulsed on the ground and as he took aim Kili knew what he was doing was either mad or insane.

"There you are."

Kili froze as Sol glanced at him. Biting his lip he pulled the bowstring back even more before stepping forward. He was well aware of Fili and Thorin yelling at him but he ignored them. The figure of Fira glanced at him fearfully and Kili blew her a kiss. Sol raised an eyebrow.

"Come to save your lover? How sweet?"

"Don't think for one minute you're worthy enough to say her name." Kili gritted his teeth. Just a few seconds more and Sol wouldn't be a problem anymore. He was aware of Fira getting to her knees but Kili only had eyes for Sol. The man smiled.

"I must say I'm surprised at your devotion to her. I wouldn't want a mutt like her anywhere near me."

Kili didn't blink as he fired his arrow. However his eyes widened as Sol grabbed it when it was mere centimetres from his face. Snapping the arrow he then walked towards Kili who forced himself to remain calm. Sol raised an eyebrow.

"Nice try."

Kili opened his mouth when Sol pointed at his chest before clenching his fist. The pain that hit him was unbelievable. Kili sank to his knees as Sol's invisible grip on his heart got tighter and tighter. He forced himself to take slow and steady breaths – all the while his throat got more and more closed off. He could hear shouting coming from the trees but everything was blurring into one voice for Kili. Blood pounded in his ears and he could feel his nose starting to bleed.

"STOP IT!"

Kili watched as Fira launched herself at Sol. Grabbing at his outstretched arm she tried to pull it away but all he did was clench his other fist and she fell to the floor with a pained gasp. Falling onto his back Kili chocked out another breath as his vision began to blur. Sol stood over him with a smile before glancing over at Fira.

"Just a few more seconds before his heart stops completely."

Fira screamed at him but Kili couldn't hear her. His vision began to blur and darken and he forced himself to reach out towards Fira. If he was going to die then he wanted to hold her. She grabbed his hand with her bound ones and Kili smiled as everything went black.

Fira couldn't breathe as Kili's head lolled on the ground. Sol stepped away and she forced herself to crawl over to his lifeless body.

"No!" She stroked his face with her bound hands, "NO!"

Sol knelt down and undid the ropes around her wrists, "This is the price you've paid Fira."

"No," Kissing Kili on the lips Fira began rubbing his hands and face. Anything to bring him back to her. His lips were slightly parted and she wondered if she should try to compress his chest to get his heart going again. However, at the last second Kili's eyes flickered and he licked his lips.

"Fira?" His voice was barely above a murmur but Fira heard it all the same. Burying her face in his neck she didn't protest as he weakly wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Kissing him on the cheek Fira forced herself to sit up whilst Kili did the same. He looked her up and down.

"Are you alright? Where did he hurt you?"

Fira couldn't do more than shake her head. She could still feel Sol's magic running through her body. But that was nothing compared to the image of Kili lying lifeless on the ground. She gripped his hands tightly whilst he held her against him. Sol cocked his head to one side.

"You're stronger than you look. Both of you." He said with approval. "But I'm afraid this reunion will have to be cut short dwarfling."

Kili snarled when a load roar cut through the air. Fira shook as he glanced over at Azog. The pale orc slid off his warg and moved forward until he was standing on the edge of the rock.

"That one is mine!" He jabbed his claw at Kili, "Him and his uncle."

Fira risked a glance at Kili. She knew he wasn't going to betray Fili. However Sol was already talking.

"There's another one. That blonde dwarf." He pointed into the trees, "He's Oakenshields heir."

"You son of a bitch," Fira snapped. Sol simply shrugged.

"I'm only doing what you couldn't Fira. Don't worry. I'll make sure you get to watch as your precious dwarves are torn apart."

Fira clung to Kili with all her might and he stroked her hair gently. Azog snapped something in black speech before getting back onto his warg. He pointed to Kili before moving his arm to the figure of Fili and Thorin.

"They are mine!" he yelled, "Kill the others!"

As the wargs leapt over them Fira ducked and used her small form of cover to pull out two long knives. Kili blinked nervously at her.

"What are you doing?" He whispered. Fira kissed him on the forehead.

"Making things right."

She glanced up to see the wargs were now trying to topple the trees over. As one fell she watched as the dwarves on it jumped onto the next one. Fira could just about see the figure of Fili sticking close to Mithiel's side and she allowed herself a smile.

She would keep them safe. No matter what.

She tried to get up when a huge warg snapped at her. Kili hugged her close and Fira bit her lip as she watched the dwarves jump from tree to tree until they were all balanced precariously on a single one at the very edge of the cliff. The warg guarding her and Kili growled and he narrowed his eyes.

"What's the plan then?"

"If I can get to Sol I can kill him. As for Azog…I think it'll take more than just two to do it. But we need to get rid of that thing first."

As though it had heard her the warg turned and growled at them. Allowing her dragon eyes to form Fira got to her feet and glared at the animal.

"Back away."

It whined before lowering it's head. Helping Kili to his feet she forced herself to walk forward. Fira was tempted to leave it alone when an idea came to her. The wargs were now jumping at the last tree in the hope of knocking it over. Licking her lips Fira pointed at the group of wargs.

"Those are the enemies. Not us. They need to be stopped."

The warg growled before turning and running towards it's pack.

"What exactly have you done?" Kili whispered. Fira smiled.

"Watch."

They both stood on as the warg ploughed into the group and began fighting them. Fira knew one against seven wasn't good odds but it at least gave the company some more time.

"FIRA!"

She gasped as Kili pulled her to the floor and covered her with his body. As the smell of burning wood hit her Fira looked up in time to see another small fireball land on the ground a few feet away. Kili was grinning madly and when she looked again at the trees Fira realised what the dwarves were doing. Rubbing her nose she winked at Kili.

"I know I've pissed them off but I'd rather not die this way!."

He squeezed her hand, "Whatever happens here I need you to know that I love you. Nothing can ever change that."

Fira opened her mouth when several horrified cries caught her attention. Both she and Kili watched on as the tree swayed in the breeze before finally falling backwards. Fira must have shut her eyes because she opened them to see the tree hanging on by little more than a miracle. Half of the company were clinging on to branches and the other half were in danger of falling. But none of that mattered as Fira saw Thorin get to his feet and begin running towards Azog.

"What's he doing?" Kili yelled. Fira shook her head.

"Getting himself killed!"

Both she and Kili began running towards Azog as the pale orc and his warg leapt at Thorin and knocked him to the ground. Kili already had his sword out and Fira was in the process of drawing hers when they heard a noise behind them. Turning round she glowered as Sol swung his own blade. She was aware of Kili sticking close by her side and she glanced over her shoulder.

"THORIN!"

The king was lying on the floor with blood covering his face. Fira watched on as the white warg picked the dwarf up in his jaws and shook him. She turned back to Sol who smiled.

"Long live the king."

Fira launched herself at Sol who blocked her blow. Ducking his Fira slashed at the air beside his leg before kicking him in the back of the knees. She glanced at Kili who was torn between her and Thorin.

"Help your uncle!" With a gasp she dodged a blow to the neck before both her blade and Sols met in mid - air. Kili shook his head.

"I can't leave…"

"Just do it!"

He nodded before turning and running towards Thorin. Fira had no time to watch as Sol lunged at her again. This time he kicked her in the stomach and she fell onto her back. She was still too weak from his earlier torture. He pressed the tip of his blade into her throat.

"I won't kill you Fira. Azog won't thank me for that. Plus I want to see your face as each of your dwarves are cut down."

As the sword came away Fira kicked out at Sols ankle before jumping to her feet and running past him. Already she could see Kili fighting against the few remaining orcs and she watched as the small figure of Bilbo ran towards Thorin. She shook her head – he was going to get himself killed! Bilbo swung his sword at Azog who simply smiled.

"Time to die."

Fira was about to run and help Bilbo when she watched as Fili and Dwalin jumped in front of the hobbit. The wargs on either side of Azog jumped at them and Fira took advantage of the opportunity and ran to Bilbo's side. He gaped at her.

"You…are you alright?"

"Maybe ask me later," Fira swung her blade at Azog who merely blinked.

"You know, when we aren't about to be torn apart by wargs?"

He nodded and Fira watched as Bofur and Gloin had now managed to join the fray. As the pair of them along with Fili, Kili and Dwalin kept Azog and the orcs at bay Fira stood firmly beside Thorins body. She had no idea if he was even still alive. Bilbo looked at her.

"Will you be alright?"

Fira nodded with a frown as Bilbo ran off towards the fighting dwarves. Biting her lip she watched as Sol moved towards her. Fira gripped her sword tightly.

"Stay away from him."

He raised an eyebrow.

"You've become far too tiresome Fira."

He grabbed her sword arm and twisted it until the blade fell from her hands. Fira had no time to react as Sol grabbed her neck with one hand and produced a knife with the other. As the blade entered her side she could hear Kili's terrified screams. Sol kissed her forehead before stepping back and pulling the blade out. Everything in her body was now screaming at her but all Fira could do was fall to the ground beside Thorins body. One hand was pressed weakly against the bleeding hole in her body and as Sol pressed his boot on her neck she gave a weak cough.

"Goodbye Fira."

Everything went black.

Firstly sorry for not posting yesterday and secondly sorry for giving you such a horrible cliff-hanger! Sol will get his dues that I can promise…but you might have to wait a while I'm afraid. Let me know what you think xxxx