Fawn, Gloin, and Bifur are still on the bucket conveyor belt. They were heading toward the furnace room Gloin had informed her, and the closer they got the louder the roars and shouting got. Fawn began to worry, fearful of her friends' lives. Are any hurt? Is Bilbo okay?
Finally they enter the furnace above Smaug and Fawn catches Bilbo climbing down a mound as Smaug approaches Thorin. Suddenly, there is a flash of blue light on the side of Smaug's head.
Balin, Ori, and Dori are throwing flash-flame bombs at Smaug. However, Smaug is not at all fazed by them and continues toward Thorin. Above Smaug, Gloin raises his ax and cuts the rope of the conveyor belt-Fawn was in-full of heavy rocks below him, dropping tons of rocks on Smaug and making him fall to the ground, roaring. Fawn fall forward and screams as she is tossed out of her bucket. She holds on to the ropes as Smaug thrashes. She glares at Gloin who looks sheepishly away.
Fawn looks to the lit furnaces and sees the gold atop the furnace is completely melted. Thorin runs over to a furnace and pulls on a chain, opening a gate which allows the molten gold to flow out of the furnaces and through troughs built into the ground. Smaug, tangled in the ropes of the conveyor belt, thrashes about and hits the rope of the conveyor belt Gloin and Bifur are in, breaking it and knocking it to the floor. “Noo! Ahhh!”
They miraculously land on the ground unhurt. Beneath Smaug, rivers of molten gold flow through the troughs on the floor. Thorin turns and begins running, shouting back at the dwarves. “Lead him to the Gallery of the Kings!”
As Smaug thrashes about, one of the heavy metal buckets tangled on him goes flying toward Bilbo on top of the mound. Bilbo yells and ducks, and the bucket misses him but takes large chunks out of the wall.
Thorin grabs a wheelbarrow and runs while pushing it, dodging Smaug’s thrashing limbs. Smaug’s tail smashes into the base of the mound, cracking it and worrying Bilbo. Thorin throws the wheelbarrow into a channel of gold and leaps into the wheelbarrow; it floats on the gold and is carried along. Seeing this, Smaug roars and whips his head around, finally getting rid of the ropes and buckets tangled around him. Fawn quickly palms her chain whip and flings it out. The end wraps around one of Smaug's horns and Fawn climbs up atop his head and use her chain told old on, wrapping it around her left arm, the rest still wrapped around his horn.
Smaug, unbeknownst to Fawn, stomps over to a small entrance at the base of the mound where all the troughs of liquid gold join and lead out of the room. Before he can get to Thorin, Thorin on his wheelbarrow floats through the entrance, just as the mound collapses and Bilbo falls.
He manages to hit the ground rolling. Fawn sighs in relief. Smaug sees Bilbo and snarls. Thorin turns his head back and yells. “Keep going, Bilbo! Run!”
Bilbo takes off running with Smaug in pursuit; he leaps onto a large stone slide before Smaug can grab him, and Smaug slides after him, demolishing all the stone structures nearby with his wings. Fawn closes her eyes and turns her head away from the destroyed debris.
Bilbo, runs through a doorway and into a massive hall adorned with banners hundreds of feet tall. Just as he runs in, the wall above the doorway explodes as Smaug jumps through it. Bilbo runs frantically from the flying rocks, but is caught beneath the cloth of a falling banner and knocked to the floor. Smaug leaps to the floor and shouts angrily. “You think you could deceive me, Barrel-rider?”
Bilbo peaks out from the edge of the banner, and frowns as he spots Fawn. She waves then winces seeing s she used he right, singed arm. Bilbo motions for her to get down and Fawn goes to do just that, only, she can't. She'd tucked the handle under the chains to insure she didn't fall off and now she can't get then off. The chains were to tight and she couldn't pull handle out. She tried to unwrap it from his horn but the blade had dug deep and it was stuck. Fawn looked to Bilbo, helpless.
“You have come from Laketown. There is- is some sort of scheme hatched between these filthy dwarves and those miserable cup-trading Lakemen. Those sniveling cowards with their longbows and black arrows!” Smaug is talking to himself, and his voice breaks in both anger and fear when he mentions the black arrows. “Perhaps it is time I paid them a visit.” Fawn tenses as Smaug turns to go to Laketown. He scrambles out from under the banner and yells at Smaug. “This isn’t their fault! Wait! You cannot go to Laketown.”
Hearing this, Smaug stops for a moment, then turns toward Bilbo, who is running after him. Don't Bilbo. Run.
“You care about them, do you? Good. Then you can watch them die.” Smaug turns and strides off down the hall. Suddenly, a voice sounds from one end of the hall, where there is a massive stone structure that looks roughly like a dwarf. The voice is Thorin’s; he is standing atop the structure. “Here, you witless worm!”
Smaug stops in his track, snarling and squinting in anger. He then turns toward Thorin. “You.”
“I am taking back what you stole.”
Smaug slowly stalks toward Thorin. “You would take nothing from me, Dwarf. I laid low your warriors of old. I instilled terror in the hearts of men. I am King under the Mountain.” His head is level with Thorin now; Bilbo watches from an adjoining hall. Fawn has hidden herself behind Smaug's horn, so Throin wouldn't see her and think to stop the plan. This has to be done. She couldn't allow Smaug to live.
“This is not your kingdom. These are dwarf lands, this is dwarf gold, and we will have our revenge.”
Unseen by Smaug, there are chains attached to various places on the back of the stone dwarf structure Thorin is standing on, and the ends of these chains are held by the other dwarves. As Thorin speaks, Smaug’s chest and neck glow with fire, and Thorin slowly reaches up toward a rope above him. Just as Smaug opens his mouth, Thorin yells something in Khuzdul.
Thorin yanks on the rope, at the same time Fawn reveals herself to him, and a pin behind the stone falls out, releasing heavy wooden bands and chains that had been wrapped tightly around the stone. Smaug rears his head in confusion. The other dwarves pull mightily on their chains, and more pins similar to the first are pulled out of the stone. The stone structure, which is now revealed to be the mold into which the liquid gold from earlier poured into, falls apart and reveals a massive statue of a dwarf king, made entirely out of solid gold.
Thorin swings away on a rope to escape the falling rocks, all the while his eyes never leaving Fawn. His were filled with horror and hers sorrow.
Smaug looks at the golden statue, which is even larger than him, in awe and desire. That's it. Look at it you over sized lizard. As he approaches it, his mouth opens slightly in greed. Suddenly, the gold around the statue’s eyes warps and then explodes into liquid; the gold in the statue had not yet fully solidified, and the entire statue collapses and explodes into burning hot liquid.
Smaug roars in anger as the statue melts, and scrabbles backward to escape the gold and Fawn loses her footing and falls, now hanging by her arm. Smaug cannot move fast enough and the tidal wave of gold hits him and knocks him over. As he roars, he is entirely smothered and drowned in the gold, which fills the entire hall in a layer several feet deep. Fawn screams in pain as the gold surrounds her. In her mind Fawn hears Galadriel mumbling incoherent words as she is burned by the gold. Fawn lungs as filled with gold, her body, every pore and the more she burns the louder Galadriel's voice becomes until two words ring out, clear as daylight. "Save her!"
Fawn gasps as Smaug leaps out, both of them is entirely covered in gold, and he screams in anger and pain as Fawn screams in pain.
“Ahh! Revenge?! Revenge! I will show you REVENGE!”
As Fawn reaches up with her golden left hand, her fingers wrapping around her now golden chain, Smaug runs down the hallway and takes off in flight. The wind blows against her hard, cooling the gold on her body. Turning her into a golden statue. Though oddly enough she was still alive. Had Galadriel saved her? Had the fates let her live only to be a statue?
Outside the mountain, it is night; Suddenly, the side of the mountain breaks as an enraged Smaug smashes his way out. He flaps his wing and lifts off into the sky, spinning and causing the remaining gold on him to fall off in a golden shimmer. Fawns statue body hangs helplessly, her mind fully aware and alert. Smaug soars through the air toward Laketown, talking to himself. “I am fire. I am...DEATH!”
Oh by the fates, what have we done?
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Heart Of Stone
Fanfiction*UNDER GOING EDITING* She knew she could never have him, but a girl could dream couldn't she? And as she sat in her dank cell with Dwalin pacing before her all she could do was think, and her thoughts made the dirt on the bottom of an orcs foot look...
