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Chapter XIX: You Will Be King Again A/N: Title comes from the lyrics of “King” by Lauren Aquilina. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb Bramble blinked once and then again. “Thorin, is your niece riding a bear?” Thorin kept his eyes on Bramble. “Of the two of us, I thought I would be the one hallucinating.” “UNCLE!” Fili shouted. She clambered off the bear, skidding on the ice as she fell next to Bramble and Thorin. She clutched her bloodied right hand to her chest. “Uncle, we’re getting help. I promise.” Thorin could barely lift his other arm and turned his head slightly as he tried to keep his sight on Bramble while looking at his niece. “Fili? You’re alive.” “Yes. I’m alive. Amad and Kíli are too, but they’re hurt. Amad got hit on the head and had another seizure and we can’t wake her up. Kíli was stabbed and is unconscious. Dwalin is with them as is Captain Tauriel and the Elf Prince,” Fili said. “We need to get them to a healer,” Thorin said. “Says the man bleeding out,” Bramble said. Fili

Chapter XVIII: Dying on Top of the World A/N: Title chapter comes from the lyrics of “Top of the World” by Greek Fire. Go blame Avelera for posting the evil connection her brother come up with about this song and Thorin. She is on Tumblr, FF.Net, and AO3. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb Thorin looked at the stone floor in shame, not daring to meet his father’s eyes. “What happened?” Thráin asked. “It… it’s my fault,” Thorin mumbled, “I should have kept a better watch on him.” “Yes, you should have. Frerin is only five years old and could have been seriously hurt. What happened?” Thráin said. “We… I… I was playing with Dwalin. I wanted Frerin to go away because he was pestering me. I didn’t want to play with a baby. I told him to go jump off the staircase to prove he could join us and… and he broke his leg,” Thorin said. “And what have you to say for yourself?” Thráin said. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Thorin said, “I won’t let anyone I love be hurt again.” Thráin put his hands on Thorin’s

Chapter XVII: The One Star That Keeps Burning A/N: Title is from the song “Remember Me” sung by Josh Groban. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb Kíli climbed back up the tower. He saw the professor gasping after she had fallen. The fog had hidden her partially, but the young Dwarf could see Bramble crawling. Maybe she was still wearing her mithril armor and had not thrown it aside after Thorin had done and said those terrible things to her. How the professor had survived did not matter now. What did matter was that Kíli could not leave Bramble behind to torment and death. Orcs jumped out of various entrances to the guard tower on Ravenhill. Kíli sliced and shot through some and ran past others. A boulder bigger than the size of his head nearly hit Kíli. When it was yanked back, the young Dwarf saw it was Azog wielding a crude mace. Kíli leapt back and tumbled back off some stairs. “Oh, real graceful,” he groaned as he staggered to his feet. Azog leapt down from the higher vantage point and brought

Chapter XVI: Empires Fall in Just One Day A/N: Chapter title comes from “Ready, Aim, Fire” by Imagine Dragons. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb The Orcs rushed at the pinned Dwarves at the Gate of Erebor. There was nowhere to go. Yet, they stood their ground. And when everything seemed lost… There was a great shout, and from the Gate came a trumpet call. They had forgotten Thorin! A giant bell crashed through the make-shift gate of Erebor. When it swung back, out leapt the King under the Mountain, and his companions followed him. "And the bells shall ring in gladness at the mountain king’s return," Bard whispered. Dain shouted triumphantly as Thorin ran towards the Orc army, “To the king! To the king!” The army of the Iron Hills followed the King of Erebor into battle. Thorin yelled, “Du bekar! Du bekar!” “The Dwarves! They’re rallying!” Bramble said. “They’re rallying to their king,” Gandalf said. “It’s Thorin,” Bramble said as she grinned, “He’s not sick. It’s Thorin.” The battle still

Chapter XV: A Heart That Is Made of Gold Can’t Really Beat at All A/N: Title from the lyrics of “Faust, Midas, and Myself” by Switchfoot. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb As the battle began, Fili tossed the rope over the wall. “I’m going to fight. Who’s coming with me?” Thorin walked down the stairs back into Erebor. “Stand down.” Fili snapped, “Are we to do nothing?” “I said stand down,” Thorin commanded. Dis handed Fili her sniper rifle. “Shoot down all of the enemy you can, but do not disobey your uncle in this.” Fili gritted her teeth before looking down and saying, “Yes, ma’am.” “Amad, he tried to kill the professor!” Kíli said, “He wouldn’t do that unless he had gone mad!” Dis covered her son’s mouth. “Silence, Kíli. Stay with your sister.” Kíli huffed and looked towards the battle. Dis dropped her hand before hugging her son. “Continue to be this good, Kíli.” Dis began the long walk to the throne room. Dwalin walked two steps behind Dis. “You should stay with the others

Chapter XIV: Not Ready To Die A/N: Chapter title taken from the song “Hero” by Skillet. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb It had been many years since Bard had been in a battle. It had been a different desert with a different enemy who had no magic, but the smell and sounds were just a terrible as they had been less than two decades before. For the moment, the poorly equipped Mortal Men had been kept out of the fight. The situation would not last. The Elves of the Woodland Realm and the Dwarves of the Iron Hills were being cut down faster than they could do the same to the Orcs. The flags with the Pale Orc on Ravenhill moved. Another army come out from hiding and began to march towards Dale. Gandalf thought through the possibilities that could happen. “Azog is trying to cut us off.” Trolls with catapults strapped to their backs crawled out of the were-worms’ caves. “All of you, fall back to Dale, now!” Bard said as she saw as the wizard did what was happening. In fact, the only good news in

Chapter XIII: The Clouds Burst BbBbBbBbBbBbBb Dain Ironfoot considered himself a reasonable Dwarf. He tried to find a diplomatic solution whenever possible. He tried to give people the benefit of the doubt. Much to his heart’s pain, he had not given his support to his cousin’s quest to reclaim Erebor. It was the only reasonable response he could as he and the Ironhills did not have the resources to fight a dragon. When it came to the traitorous, Twilight sparkling, pointy-eared, Elf, Dain was not reasonable. He was particularly unreasonable when said Elf was laying siege to his cousin’s home. Dain had even sent a trusted scouting party ahead to make sure Laketown would see reason. When that failed, there was only one thing to do. Dain Ironfoot, Lord of the Iron Hills, would fight to protect his family and make the traitorous scum pay for their evil deeds. So, with a bit of yelling at his council and the blessing of his wife, Dain Ironfoot went to war to defend Erebor. “Hey!

Chapter XII: Of Traitors and Fools, Of Beggars and Thieves Content Warning: A partner threatening violence during an episode of mental illness. A/N: Chapter title taken from “Darkest Part” by RED. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb The thieves slithered towards Erebor. Thorin waited upon the ramparts in all his kingly splendor to watch these intruders. A thousand Elves in armor, carrying long bows, marched towards Erebor. The rest of the Company stood with him. Even traitors would fight for their own necks. Bramble though… she stood a few feet away, looking between him and the Elves. She was frightened, though she had no reason to be. He would keep her safe until Dain arrived and they could do what was necessary to protect the treasure. The bright light of his Hobbit would be kept safe. All they had to do was stall for time. Everything would soon be right. All would be well. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb Bramble squinted at what Thranduil rode. “What by all the powers that be is that?” “That’s an Irish

Chapter XI: Everybody Wants to Rule the World A/N: Chapter title comes from the song of the same name as sung by Lorde. Yes, it is because of the Dracula Untold trailer. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb Bard knew of, but had never met, Gandalf the Grey. He was not particularly impressive. He was an old man in a dirty, grey suit and he carried a blue fedora in his hand. “Who’s in charge here?” the man said. “Who’s asking?” Bard said. “I am Gandalf the Grey, and I need to speak with King Thranduil,” the old man said. As if He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had been called, Thranduil appeared behind Bard. “What is it you wish to discuss with me Mithrandir?” “We must speak some place more private,” Gandalf said. BbBbBbBbBbBbBb In the Elf King’s opulent tent, Thranduil began pouring two glasses of wine as Gandalf spoke. “You must set aside your petty grievances with the Dwarves. War is coming. The cesspits of Dol Guldur have been emptied. You are all in mortal danger,” Gandalf said. Bard felt a cold wind

Chapter X: You Have No Power Over Me BbBbBbBbBbBbBb After wandering the halls of Erebor for some time to collect herself, Bramble debated whether to enter the armory or not. Thorin made it clear what option he wanted. “Professor Baggins, come here.” The Hobbit walked down slowly, unsure of what Thorin was about. The rest of the Company sorted through the weapons and armor behind Thorin. The king stood in the doorway and held a silvery vest in his hands. He took a few steps towards Bramble, clanking each step due to his gold-plated armor. Clank. Clank. Clank. Clank. Raven insignias decorated it, a design particular to Erebor, Bramble knew. She began to regret every wish she had of a knight-in-shining-armor as a young girl. “You are going to need this. Put it on,” Thorin said. Bramble thought of protesting for a moment or laughing because really, who ever heard of a Hobbit wearing armor? But Thorin’s eyes… such open concern… She shrugged off her coat and put it to the side.