𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒: 𝑺𝑴𝑨𝑼𝑮 | FINISHED

~ch.33: I shall be the key of the war

One final time I will battle. I thought. one last time, I will follow my friends into battle, and we will win.
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You arrive at the mountain as king Thranduil and Bard talk to Thorin, giving away that they have the Arkenstone. Your coming makes the armies of both shiver in fear as the dragons had stricken fear into every being. Smaug was nowhere to be seen as he had stayed behind in the cave of the forgotten mountain. You landed at the very front of the gate. "I've returned," you anodized, lowering your head to the ground and letting Bilbo dismount.

Being blinded by greed and anger, Thorin shouted at the two lords of two people blind to the great shape of a dragon. Bilbo had run up into the mountain as you stood still, careful not to trample anyone. "They are taking us for fools. This is a ruse, a filthy lie." He hisses, and you narrow your eyes. Is his mind so gone that he'll believe that the king of elves and the lord of men shall trick him? Your thoughts hissed. "THE ARKENSTONE IS IN THIS MOUNTAIN! IT IS A TRICK!" He suddenly yells, and then a soft voice speaks up from behind him, and you tense.

"It-It's no trick. The stone is real. I gave it to them." You glance at Thranduil and Bard, seeing their looks of worry. The hobbit comes forth behind Balin and some other dwarves looking at the dwarf prince. "You..." Throin breathed, looking at the hobbit in utter sadness and anger. You started growing tense. "I took it as my fourteenth share,"  Bilbo says. You sigh.

"You would steal from me?" Throin snarls and Bilbo shakes his head. "Steal from you? No. No. I may be a burglar, but I like to think I'm an honest one. I'm willing to let it stand against my claim." He chuckled subtly. "Against your claim?! Your claim! You have no claim over me, you miserable rat!" Throin growled and threw his bow in anger, and you lifted your head, baring your teeth. The army of elves and men whimpers as your stomach and throat glows in blue fire. Would you use it against them? No, you wouldn't. "I was going to give it to you. So many times I wanted to, but..." Bilbo says Thorin Inter ups up, making your anger flare again.

"But what, thief?!"

"You are changed, Thorin! The dwarf I met in Bag End would never have returned to his word! Would never have doubted the loyalty of his kin!" Bilbo says having a good point. "Do not speak to me...of loyalty!" Throin yells, then call the other dwarves, "Throw him from the rampart!" Bilbo looks shocked, as do you. But to your and the hobbit's surprise, the other dwarves defy Thorin doing nothing. "DO YOU HEAR ME?!" He shouts. He grabs Fili's arm, but the young blonde dwarf shakes himself free.

Throin scowls and yells out, "I will do it myself!" He then lunged for the hobbit, cursing, "CURSE YOU!" The king of dwarves yells and grabs him. But before he can let go of the hobbit, a roar shakes the whole mountain making the dwarf stumble and the men and elves shiver. Throin looks up, staring with fear in the burning eyes of cobalt. A dragon stood there baring her teeth as if the blue fire came out of her mouth due to the heat of her voice wafting over the dwarves.

"Shall you throw the halfing? You must defeat me, Thorin, son of Thrain. For my life is bond to this creature as you're bound to the heart of the mountain. My life is his, for I have sworn an oath to protect the halflings of middle earth," you say, having your snout right in front of Thorin flaring your nostrils. "Why?" Throin breathed as the shock settled and the hobbit had escaped.

"Because you've not become yourself, Thorin. As Bilbo said, 'you are changed' I wouldn't know if you would be so easily corrupted had or not been the ever calling of a warning in my heart. But seems like the warning indeed right." You sighed, opening your talon so the hobbit could climb upon it. Then, still bloomed by anger, Throin yells, "Never again will I have dealings with wizards... Or Shire-rats! Or dragon shifters!" Seeing this as an opportunity to speak, Bard calls out, "Are we resolved? The return of the Arkenstone for what was promised."

But instead of answering, Throin looks against a ridge in the distance as if looking for or at something. And then it dims dim for you. After that, the dwarves will join the battle.

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"I will have a war!" Thorin calls out as the sound of footsteps echoes in the valley. An army of dwarves covers the ridge, and their leader is a dwarf clad in heavy armor and riding a battle pig. You snort. What good could a swine do against an army of elves and men? you thought. "Ironfoot," Gandalf muttered, and you glance at him as the troops begin to advance at the new one. "Who is that? He doesn't look thrilled." Bilbo calls from his spot beside the grey wizard as they move along the elves. You only stand still, cloaking yourself in shadow. Not yet shall you be revealed. Not yet shall you kill?

"It is Dain, lord of the Iron Hills - Thorin's cousin," Gandalf answers the worried hobbit. he glances back at you to see you gone, but the presence of your mind in his assures him that you've not fled. "Are they alike?" Bilbo asks. "I always found Thorin the more reasonable of the two." the two armies stop at reasonable distances, and Dain, the dwarf riding the pig, strides forward. "Good morning! How are we all? If you wouldn't mind giving me a few moments of your time, I have a wee proposition. Would you consider...just sodding off!" he yells, and the townspeople who clutch their weapons step back in fear, but Bard calls them back "stand fast," he says gently.

"All of you - right now!" Dain hollers, but nobody answers him, and Gandalf, greyhame, strides forward. "Come now, Lord Dain!" he says, and Dain turns his gaze to the wizard. "Gandalf the Grey. Tell this rabble to leave, or I'll water the ground with their blood!" the dwarf lord growls, but his threat unfaces Gandalf, and so are you. There is no need for war between dwarves, men, and elves! A legion of orcs march on the mountain. Stand your army down!" he offers, but the dwarf's pride gets the better of him.

"I will not stand down before any elf! Not least this faithless woodland sprite!" he gestures to the smirking elven king with his ax. "He wishes nothing but ill upon my people! If he chooses to stand between me and my kin - I'll split his pretty head open! See if he's still smirking then!" you snort. You can see the elf king's thoughts, and as much as he hates the dwarves, he does not wish to kill them and bring death upon his people. But he will if they stand between him and the gems of his wife. You sigh and decide that you should try to sneak into the mountain now, taking the rocks. 

Thorin and the other dwarves are too occupied to see you in your cloak of darkness. You snarl once and shrink to your human form, still cloaked. Then you sneak past the army of elves close to the mountain and into the gate. You make your way to the treasure chamber at once, finding the lighting jewels. You grab them gently, stuffing them in your pockets, and then make your way out, luckily not spotted by any dwarf.

you then stand in the gate opening, hearing all that gets said between the dwarf Dain and Thranduil. "He's mad, like his cousin!" the elf king produces, and Dain takes that as an offer to start the battle. So he turns his pig, rides across his army, and yells, "Come on! Let's give this ***** a good hammering!"

But even before the battle can begin, a rumbling utters in the distance, and giant Were-worms spur up from the ground, cursing and demolishing the stone in their way. You then see Azog atop a peak standing before a comminution device. he lifts his arm, which throin cut of a long time ago, and shouts in his mother tongue, " Come forth my Armies!"

So it begins, you think—the last battle of the sons of Durin. But we shall turn this in our favor. We shall be victorious, for I shall join. I shall kill the head of the snake.  

For I am the Key to this. I am the last of the female dragons of middle earth. I am Tatsuo StarDust.

 

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