The Rebel (Thorin x OC)

Chased Back Home

Author's Note: Hello Hobbit Fans! Um...so a little information, Italics (no bold just italic writing) is the elves speaking in Sindarin, as we go along you'll notice I only know some Sindarin phrases. Other then that, when you see Sindarin between elves they are speaking Sindarin. I will inform you otherwise in the upcoming chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit! All rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. Only character I own are Bellethiel, her family and friends. Plus new characters I add such as Nestaron and Nestariel! (both meaning Healer from what I have looked up). Any grammar errors you spot that I have overlooked I do apologize for not spotting it. I hope you enjoy this chapter and I hope it is easy to read!

The howling of the wargs got softer in the distance, in what I could assume Radagast had successfully led the pack away.

"Gandalf..." I hissed, glancing through the trees. "we must be quick, there are no signs of the scouts."

Bursting through the tree line, Gandalf had led the group quickly out into the open and took cover behind one of the boulder. The growls came louder as Radagast came flying by, wargs with their riders following close on his heels.

"Come on!" Gandalf called, dashing ahead, I made sure the rest of the company ran ahead before I bought up the back. The trampling of paws, chilling howls filling the air, and angry growls soon getting closer as we took to using the jagged rocks as our cover.

We weaved through the terrain, making sure to stay hidden from the pack, and just as we had reached the edge, Radagast flew right by, our paths crossing.

"Stay together." Gandalf urged, turning around to double back the way we came.

"Move!" Thorin commanded as the company quickly turned to run back in the opposite direction of the sled.

We had run for a few seconds, with me now right behind Thorin, until a familiar sled flew past us once more, blocking the way we needed to go.

'Blast you Radagast...' I thought, coming to a sudden stop and pressed myself against the nearest rock, bringing Thorin with me in reflex.

"Ori, no!" Thorin called in a panic, as I saw a purple blur almost run right past me being pulled back by his cloak. "Get back."

"Hurry, come on, come on, quick!" Gandalf urged in a hurry, motioning for the dwarves behind to move on.

"Where are you leading us?" I heard Thorin ask Gandalf.

Gandalf had come to stand beside me and for a split second the wizard gave the dwarf king a look before moving on. Thorin looked up at me before I shook my head, silently telling him I had not the faintest clue and brought up the rear of the group.

Over hills, and under. Open fields and through rocky terrains we ran, making sure to never get caught in the same path as the pack. The adrenaline pushing us to our limit, never thinking to catch a breathe. And too close for our liking did Radagast pass in front of us that we pushed ourselves close to the sides of the nearest rock.

Our bodies relaxed for a mere second, thinking the wargs had followed the brown wizard away, before the clicking of claws against rock reached my ears, the menacing growl of the warg pacing just above our hiding place.

I stood tense besides the two prince, quickly and quietly readying my bow and arrow. I was about to fire my arrow before Kili made a sudden movement, stepping forward to be spotted by the warg, knocking back his arrow as it embedded itself into the wargs shoulder, causing it to let out an alarming howl. I looked up in time to see the scout take out a horn from his belt, ready to alert the rest before I quickly let my arrow fly that caused the warg and his rider to take a tumble off the rock.