Spirit Bound

Battling a Dragon

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit or any of the characters. Everything belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. However I do own Ashlynn, Jolene and their story.

Recap: I turn around to run. Smaug grins and is ready to kill us.

Chapter 21

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I dart behind a pillar as Smaug lunges forward to snap us up in his jaws. That angers Smaug and he blows a huge gust of flames at us. Bilbo slips the ring on and disappears. We run back down the hallways to get back tot the Company. Bilbo grabs my arm in attempt to keep up with me. We run up staircases and through corridors, trying to find our way back. We slow down to catch our breaths. I spot someone coming down the corridor in front of us. I see that it's Thorin.

Thorin steps in front of us and pulls out his sword. "You two are alive" He states.

I nod "Yes, but Smaug's coming and we REALLY pissed him off" I retort, grabbing Bilbo's shoulder.

Bilbo nods too. "Not for much longer though."

"Did you find the Arkenstone?" Thorin asks.

Bilbo ignores the question and says "The dragon's coming"

Thorin isn't taking no for an answer. "Did you find it?"

"We have to get out" says Bilbo. We try to step around Thorin but he crosses his sword in front of us, preventing us from leaving. I search Thorin's face. There's this creepy look in his eyes.

'Shit. He's already going crazy for that stupid rock and some gold'

Bilbo looks down at the sword in front of him. "Thorin-" Bilbo starts but the dragon cuts him off.

"YOU WILL BURN!" growls Smaug. He rushes at the three of us.

The rest of the Company runs in front of us yelling and raising their weapons. "Run! Bilbo, Jo. Come on" shouts Balin.

We all dive into a nearby corridor, narrowly missing the flames that Smaug spits at us. The back of Thorin's fur coat catches fire and he yells and rolls around the ground trying to put out the fire. He quickly pulls off his coat and stomps out the flames. He gets right up, not burned at all, and yells "Follow me!"

We follow Thorin closely behind, not wanting to get caught by the dragon. We cross a bridge and run down multiple corridors. We finally reach a room filled with burnt, dead dwarves. The exit is completely destroyed. Fallen chunks of grey stone have blocked off the doorway. There's no way out here. The dwarves all look hopeless.

"That's it the. There's no way out" Balin shakes his head in despair. "The last of our kin must have come here, hoping beyond hope. We could try to reach the mines. We might last a few days."

Thorin looks around the room at the corpses of dwarves. His kin. "No. I will not die like this. Cowering. Clawing for breath." He turns to face us and orders. "We make for the forges."

Dwalin shakes his head. "He'll see us sure as death" he says.

"Not if we split up" Thorin retorts.

"Thorin...we'll never make it" Balin says desperately.

"Some of us might." Thorin says, looking around at us. "Lead him to the forges. We kill the dragon. If this is end in fire...then we shall all burn together!"

We split up into multiple groups. Bilbo, Fili, Balin and I are together. We were told to go down the right passageway and always taking the second right until we get to the forges. Bilbo and I follow Fili and Balin down the passageways because we have no idea where to go. We run across a bridge and pause in the middle. We hear Smaug growl "Flee, flee. Run for your lives. There is nowhere to hide"