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Celebrisilweth – I was very unsure how they would react at first to seeing a dragon and then realising who it was.
Rachetg – Aww I'm sorry…but not really. I wanted Fira in dragon form to make an entrance.
Thatgirl2002 – No I would never do that. But I wanted to add in a lot of tension.
January1815 – Hopefully the excitement continues for you.
It's Finally Over
Spinning in the air Fira headed straight for the mountain. She knew she didn't have long before the dragons were unleashed and she needed to be ready. Below her rang the sounds of battle and although she knew Kili was safe near Ravenhill she couldn't help but look down. If it came to it she would leave the mountain to save him. Erebor was nothing if Kili wasn't there at her side. Snapping her jaws Fira scanned the skies – nothing yet.
Yet.
A sudden roar from behind her halted her flight. Turning Fira could see two huge dragons heading her way. One was a deep brown whilst the other was black. The black one winked and Fira wanted to be sick.
"Sol!"
He nodded, "So you've broken your curse I see?"
Saying nothing Fira glanced below. The brown dragon had gone beneath her – no doubt hoping to catch her off guard. Diving Fira flattened her wings to her back; letting the fire bubble inside of her. With a roar she sprayed the dragon who twisted mid-flight. Ducking under the flames Fira slashed open it's stomach with a single swipe and used her tail to knock it away. Howling it fell to the ground; but Fira ignored it. Instead she glanced up at Sol who hovered over her.
"Very good Fira. A bit rusty, but that's to be expected."
"Laugh all you want. I will defend this mountain until my last breath!"
Sol sniggered, "That may be very soon Fira. Look."
Turning Fira's eyes widened. Two green dragons were descending on the battlefield. Fire shot from their mouths, burning everything in sight. Growling Fira moved forward when something bit down on her tail. Screaming she wriggled free; rounding on Sol who smiled.
"They aren't you're problem Fira. No your problem is over there."
Narrowing her eyes Fira glanced over her shoulder.
"Tharos!"
She'd only ever seen the king in his dragon form once. He was bigger than Smaug with dark red scales. His eyes blazed at her and Fira gulped. Taking down Tharos's son had been hard. But this would kill her. Sol nodded.
"Now then, if you will excuse me, I have an army to wipe out."
He turned to go, yet turned at the last minute.
"Oh and Fira? Before you die I'll make sure you see that company of yours burn to ashes."
"No," Fira could do nothing as Sol flew away, "NO!"
"FIRA!"
The roar sent shockwaves through her. Shaking her head to clear it Fira watched as Tharos headed straight for her. Glancing back the mountain she nodded to herself.
She had entered this company as a traitor and an assassin. She would leave it as a defender of Erebor.
Hovering to keep herself steady Fira could see Tharos getting closer and closer. His stomach glowed and she knew she couldn't afford to make mistakes. Baring her teeth she let her own fire form inside of her. Tharos got closer and closer but she stayed where she was. She would need to time to perfection. Tharos opened his jaws and Fira smiled.
Fire filled the sky.
The second the fire left Tharos's jaws Fira dived. Shooting under the body of the Dragon king she headed straight for the two green dragons. They'd taken out plenty of soldiers; dwarves, elves and orcs alike. Fira sighed. Did Azog honestly think he could control Dragonborns? They had no loyalty to anyone but themselves. Once this battle was over they would attack Azog and his legions without blinking.
And only she could stop them.
Roaring Fira knocked into the first dragon. Grappling she felt claws digging into her thighs. Howling she pulled herself and away and bit into it's neck. Blood coated her mouth but she clung on. Her talons hooked into the dragons stomach. Below her she could see the remaining soldiers were running in an attempt to get out of the way. Letting go off the dragon Fira spat blood from her mouth. The dragon gave a weak howl. It was injured yes, with blood oozing from a dozen wounds. But it was still hovering and still a threat. Smiling Fira opened her jaws for the kill when something pulled on her wing. Gasping as she was spun round Fira kicked out at the other dragon. It roared but a slice to the neck stopped him. Dodging another gust of fire, Fira's jaws clamped around the injured dragons face. It only took a few minutes before it's lifeless body fell to the ground.
And then she saw him.
Narrowing her eyes Fira watched as a huge bear barged through the ranks; tearing apart any orc it came across. Tears welled in her eyes.
"BEORN!"
The bear paused and looked up. Fira would have waved if she could and instead settled for nodding her head. Beorn got up on his hind legs and she could just about see his smile.
"Behind you!"
Spinning Fira narrowly missed the other green dragons teeth. Rolling in the air she slammed into him; diving down as she did so. Pushing him towards the ground she kicked and lashed out; scratching him everywhere and anywhere. They both landed and she heard the sound of bones breaking. Shaking out her limbs Fira smiled to herself. The dragons broken body lay beneath her.
"Three down; two to go."
No sooner had this thought crossed her mind than she heard a roar. Jumping into the air she flew straight towards Tharos. She had to stop him from taking the mountain. Even if she died in the process.
Ducking under the orc Kili slashed at it's arm as Fili ran it through. The pair of them plus Thorin, Dwalin, Mithiel and Bilbo were still at Ravenhill. Mithiel had tried to fight but had been too injured and so Fili had ordered her and the Hobbit to hide. If he had the choice he would have taken her to the healing tents himself. But he couldn't leave; not now. And so he had to pray she would be alright where she was.
"Fili duck!"
Doing so he watched an arrow hit another orc in the eye. It fell back and Fili wrenched it free; handing it to Kili who wiped it on the ground.
"So I'm on thirty."
Fili raised an eyebrow, "Seriously Kili this is a battle! Not the time to keep count."
Kili folded his arms and Fili smirked.
"But for the record, I'm on thirty three."
Kili bit his lip, "Can't I be in the lead? Just this once?"
"Are you the older brother? No, I thought not."
Kili grinned and Fili couldn't help but look him up and down. He was hurt but nothing too serious. Moving over to hug him he froze as roars could be heard coming from the mountain.
"Dragons," Dwalin hissed. Fili gazed at his brother who licked his lips.
"Fira?" He smiled before his hope faded, "Or…"
"No," Fili nodded, "No it will be her Kee. I promise."
Kili said nothing and instead spun round and opened an orcs stomach. It fell back and Kili beamed.
"Thirty one."
Everything around her fell away as Fira soared towards Tharos. Sol and any remaining dragons be damned. She knew if Tharos died then the dragons would retreat. Without him they were nothing. Tharos roared but Fira didn't listen. Flattening her wings against her sides she shot upwards; hoping to catch him unawares.
Of course it wasn't that easy.
Tharos swerved to avoid her before biting down on her tail. Screaming Fira thrashed; kicking out at him. His teeth vanished, allowing her to turn and spit flames at him. He dived but several caught the ends of his tail. Nodding Fira unfurled her wings.
"Why are you doing this? Why do you want this mountain? Is the entire Northern Wasteland not enough?"
Tharos spat at her, "The darkness is coming Fira. And we need to be ready. Without Erebor we have no hope."
"Darkness? What darkness?"
Tharos said nothing and instead lunged. Swerving Fira twisted and brought her jaws down on his hind leg. The king screeched and thrashed but she clung on until she heard a bone snap. Letting go she then used her tail to throw him aside.
"I won't let you take that mountain!"
Tharos sneered, "You think I fear you? You're a traitor and a murderer. I will rip you apart piece by piece and listen to you scream!"
Fira tried to move but she was too slow. Tharos slammed into her and she could feel his teeth digging into her neck. Head thrashing she kicked out. However he was using his three good legs to pin hers to her side. Blood ran down her body and Fira could feel her head dropping. She had to break free. She needed only the smallest amounts of room. Tharos let go of her neck and smiled.
"Goodbye Fira."
She nodded "Goodbye."
Reaching up she clamped her teeth down on his snout. Kicking out she freed her fore limbs and tore at his belly. She could hear Tharos screaming even though he couldn't open his mouth. Letting go Fira tore herself away and rounded on him. She had to end this quickly. She had minutes before she collapsed. Forcing her weak head up Fira could see Tharos shaking him. He looked as weak as her. That was something at least. Diving Fira could hear him laughing. However she willed herself to ignore it as she curved her body and began shooting upwards. Tharos' belly glowed and he opened his jaws wide. Fire shot over her but Fira didn't care. Her teeth tore open his neck and blood coated her snout. Tharos shrieked and thrashed about in her grip but she hung on. Her teeth sliced open his skin and already she could feel his body getting weaker and weaker. He gave a small twitch and she let go.
Fira had no words as the body of the Dragon king fell to the ground. Forcing her aching wings to keep her up she hung her head. She didn't care if it was over. She just wanted to sleep. Her vision blurred momentarily and she realised her wings were no longer supporting her. Fira said nothing as she fell through the air.
Wiping his bloodied sword on the ground Kili glanced back up at the sky. He could see Fira and another dragon battling it out with each other. He'd heard her screams and he'd been unable to stop his own. The orcs around him didn't matter anymore as he watched Fira fighting – no doubt to the death.
But then the other dragon had fallen. Kili had pressed a hand to his mouth to avoid crying out. He kept his eyes on Fira as she hovered in the sky.
And then she began to fall.
"NO!"
Kili could do nothing as Fira fell towards the earth. Her body twisted and contorted. As it got smaller he realised what was happening.
"No. No please!"
"Kili?"
Turning Kili saw his brother and Thorin running towards him.
"She…she's falling. When she hits the ground…"
Unable to finish Kili watched as Thorin nodded.
"Go to her."
"But…Azog and the others..?"
Thorin shook his head, "She is your One. She is the most precious thing in your world. Go to her."
Nodding Kili clapped Fili on the shoulder before turning and running. Looking up at the sky he realised he couldn't see Fira anymore. But his bond was still there. She had to be alive. She had to be.
As he neared an almost abandoned part of the battlefield, Kili was aware that the sounds around him were getting quieter. Most of the orcs it seemed were dead or were running away. Trying not to look at the dead bodies he licked his lips.
"Fira? Fira answer me! Please answer me!"
Tears dripped down his face as he carried on walking. He had watched her fall. She had to have landed here.
"FIRA!"
He almost missed her at first. Kili had still been expecting to see the body of a dragon. But as his eyes scanned over Fira's naked human form he stumbled.
"Fira!"
Crashing beside her he looked her up and down. Not a scar in sight. Her hands and arms were completely clear and smooth. But that didn't mean she wasn't uninjured. Scratches covered her legs and Kili saw several nasty ones on her neck. Leaning over he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"I'll get you to safety," he stroked her cheek, "Don't worry. I'm here now. You'll be fine."
Glancing round Kili tried to find something to cover her up. He'd carry her as she was if need be, but he wanted her to be decent. He caught sight of a dead elven soldier. Shutting his eyes Kili pulled the cloak away and laid it out by Fira.
"Okay. I'll be gentle I promise."
Lifting her he then set her down on the blanket. The second she touch the ground again her eyes snapped open. Kili watched on as her body buckled in his hands. Tears ran down her face as she screamed in pain.
"It hurts! It hurt, it hurts!"
"I know, I know," Kili stroked her forehead, "It'll be alright my love. You'll see."
Fira nodded before her eyes fixed onto him, "Kili?"
He nodded, "I'm here. I'll always be here."
Tears dripped down Fira's face.
"Kili…my legs…my legs really hurt."
"Okay," nodding Kili took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Okay where do they hurt?"
"Everywhere."
He smiled, "I was hoping you would be more specific."
Fira laughed before coughing weakly. Blood trailed from the corner of her mouth.
"Sorry. Guess I should have paid more attention to Oin."
Kili kissed her knuckles, "I saw you fighting earlier. You were breath taking!"
"Tell me something I don't know."
Smiling Kili inched closer. He wanted to take her in his arms and hug her. But the slightest movement would have her screaming again.
"I'm so sorry I drugged you. I should have trusted you and believed in you. I was blinded my need to protect you and I'm sorry."
Fira brought his hand to her lips and kissed it.
"It's okay."
Smiling Kili blinked back his tears.
"Okay. Fira I'm going to take you to Oin now. But I'm going to have to pick you up."
She nodded, "I'll be fine."
"I know. But this will hurt."
"Kili I'm a big girl. I can take it."
Smiling he carefully wrapped the blanket over her to cover her up.
"Going so soon?"
Freezing Kili locked eyes with Fira as a shadow fell over them. She gave him a pleading glance and he took her hand before looking up at Azog. The pale orc held his bladed hand up.
"Do you want to know what your brother's scream sounds like? Your uncles?"
"No," Kili bit his lip, "No they aren't…NO!"
Azog laughed. Kneeling down he dug the tip of his blade under Kili's chin. At this action Fira wriggled to try and pull it away. But all it did was made her scream again. Shushing her Kili fixed his gaze with Azog's.
"Why don't you run? Why not save yourself?"
"I won't leave her," Kili snarled. Azog glanced down at Fira.
"Why? She is dying anyway after all."
Gripping Fira close against him Kili smiled through his tears.
"Then I die with her."
"No," Fira shook her head, "Kili no…just…just run."
In response Kili held her against him. Nodding Azog dug the blade into the side of his neck.
"As you wish."
Kili kept his eyes open. He was going to watch it happen. He wouldn't show his fear. Smiling Azog moved to open his throat when there was a roar behind the orc. Gasping Kili watched as a huge brown shape hurled itself at Azog. He hurriedly lay over Fira; covering her with his body as the bear knocked Azog to the ground. Sitting up Kili blinked.
"Beorn?"
The bear swiped at Azog; clawing at the orcs face and stomach. Every so often Azog tried to stab Beorn. However he simply dodged the blows. Watching on Kili was horribly aware of Fira growing limp in his arms. But instead he just watched as Beorn knocked Azog to the ground and loomed over him.
Kili didn't even turn away as Beorn ripped the orcs neck open.
Satisfied it was over Kili let his tears fall. Azog had said…he told him that Fili..?
"Kili?"
At the voice Kili turned to see Beorn walking towards them. He was still in his bear form and Kili was shocked as a furry snout was pressed to his face.
"Thank you for saving her."
Beorn smiled and Kili turned back down to Fira. She lay limp in his hold, her head having fallen against his chest. Gulping Kili shook her.
"Fira? Fira I need you to wake up now."
She didn't move. Hugging her close Kili kissed her forehead.
"Wake up? Fira please just…just wake up for me."
She did nothing and Kili stared at Beorn in horror.
"Why won't she wake?"
And there we have it. Battle over and of course it must end on a cliff-hanger. Hope no one minds Beorn killing Azog but I figured he deserved it more than Thorin to be honest. Let me know what you all think xxx