The Rebel (Thorin x OC)

Descent Into Madness

Author's Note: Hello Hobbit Fans! We are now going into...BATTLE OF THE FIVE ARMIES! YAAY! We are also ALL CAUGHT UP! My story on here and on my other site is all caught up and now I will be uploading new chapters once I finish writing them! Though I think for starting off with BOTFA I'm a little disappointed in how it turned out =/ but I still hope you all enjoy this chapter!

If you all got confused about the bead in the last chapter, I am sorry. A bit of an explanation for their side. Belle and Thorin knows the dangers of this journey, that every day could be their last. Thorin took it upon himself to show that Belle belongs to him, and Belle wants her kin to know that she loves him enough to entrust him with the only thing she has of her brothers, the most valuable thing she has. Now, to others its a show of courtship, but to the two warriors...they're not thinking of it that way at the current moment. They just want to show that they're both off limits. If that makes any sense at all lol. xD Hopefully it does, and hopefully pulling the bead last chapter wasn't too early.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit! All rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. Anything you recognize from the book or movies belongs to those two wonderful men who bought Middle-Earth to life. Also, if you see any grammar errors that you see, I'm sorry and I will correct any that I have missed. I hope you enjoy this chapter! Happy reading!

An angry roar was heard from afar the moment Smaug had made his way to Lake-Town. My kin and myself quickly darted away and made our way to a lookout we had seen before entering the mountain. A lookout right above Dale were we could easily see Esgaroth in the distance. The moment we reached the top where the lookout was, the company then soon followed.

I watched Smaug swoop low to the town before turning back to the sky, what looked to be "playing" with the people in the town. When he made another descent, I saw an orange glow in the distance and a blast of fire engulfing part of the town before he took off once more. I could hear the muffled cries of distress and fear coming from the people of Lake-Town.

Every so often, Smaug would swoop down and destroy the town and engulf it in dragon fire, the screams of the people louder then ever. Soon...the whole town was blazing bright in the darkness, just a glowing light in the middle of the lake. Bells were ringing the longer the dragon swooped and attacked the town. Some of the company slowly sat on the ground and listened to the distant bell tolling, to the company I'm sure it was a distant cry...but the louder the screams got it almost felt like I was there.

"Nana..." Thenidiel whimpered from behind me.

I turned to look at her and saw her eyes were transfixed on the burning town in the middle of the lake.

"There's so much pain..." Thenidiel mumbled. "I can hear them..."

I walked over to her and blocked her line of sight causing her to look straight up at me.

"Cover your ears gwilwileth..." I mumbled, taking her hands and placing it over her ears. "do not look..."

Balamaethor came over and took Thenidiel into his arms, guiding her away to sit on the pathway we had come from in the far back of the company.

"Poor souls..." Balin mumbled as he came to stand beside me.

While my back was facing the town, I noticed Thorin wasn't around and I followed down the path to see the dwarf king standing alone. His back was toward me, but I could tell his attention was solely focused on the mountain.

'Thorin...' I thought as I looked toward the gates of Erebor.

Suddenly, the bell in the distance stopped ringing, and I looked back toward the lake.