Silence a Kili love story

Chapter 10 Goblins

A/N: This isn't too much longer than the last chapter, but it's a little longer. I hope you enjoy. It might be awhile before I get another chapter out. Tell me something you would like to see happen. I didn't follow the movie word for word for this chapter and I changed the order of things a bit but I think it works.

Chapter 10

I woke later that night when I felt the floor move underneath me. I wasn't able to move before I was falling through the floor and down into the tunnels underneath. We fell into some kind of basket made from bones. I landed on top of company so I wasn't flattened and Bilbo landed on top of me. Before anyone could find their feet though we were being hauled off by many goblins with their grubby grimy hands grabbing at us. Bilbo went unnoticed by the goblins due to his small size. Hopefully, he would be able to figure something out to either save himself and get home or bring help to us.

As we walked I could feel the vibrations of thousands of feet around me and the distinct vibration of a drum and a horn. The goblins were playing their version of music. I hoped they weren't singing. Not that it would matter to me, I couldn't hear them. Kili came up beside me and I glanced at him, trying not to draw attention to him or me. We were in enough trouble as it was. Before long we stopped in front of a very large goblin that was at least 10 feet tall with a gut that was about three times as wide.

Thorin's POV

The song the goblins were singing was awful. After we stopped in front of the goblin king who was by far the ugliest of them all he farted. "Who dares to enter my kingdom?" he asked. No one answered him. "Thieves? Assassins?" he asked.

"Dwarves and an elf your Malevolence," a goblin answered.

"Dwarves and elf, interesting. And what would you be doing in these parts?" No one answered him. "Well?" Bofur was the one to answer, making up some story about us not being in Dunland and we were late. "Shut up!" the goblin king yelled at him. Oin tried next and so did a few others but that didn't work. "If they won't talk, we'll make them squawk! Bring up the mangler! Bring forward the bone breaker! Start with the youngest!"

Falathiel pushed Ori, Kili, and Fili behind her as I stepped forward. "Wait!" I called.

"Thorin Oakenshield son of Thrain son of Thror King under the mountain," the goblin king said bowing to me mockingly. "Oh, but you don't have a mountain, and you're not a king, which makes you nobody really." Falathiel stepped forward so she was standing beside me and she glanced at me before glaring at the goblin king. If she could speak I'm guessing the words she would be saying wouldn't be at all appropriate for the younger members of the company.

"Oh, and what would a Mirkwood elf being doing with the dwarves of Erebor?" the goblin king asked.

"She's a dwarf of Erebor," I answered, "And my niece." It was time I accepted her as my family, she had always done the same for me.

"Oh, that's interesting. Search them." With that, we were stripped of our weapons and we discovered that Nori had stolen stuff from Rivendell.

"Just a couple of keep sakes," he said. Too bad none of us believed him, he was the thief of the group. When they found my sword they tried to behead me but Falathiel tackled the goblin off of me just as a bright light filled the room and the goblins were blasted away. Gandalf had arrived.

"Take up arms! Fight!" Gandalf ordered and we all quickly collected our weapons. We had to fight our way through the tunnels but we did get out. But we were missing one, the hobbit. "Where is our hobbit?" Gandalf shouted. Falathiel turned to go back into the tunnels that we had just left a few miles behind.

I grabbed her arm, "What are you doing? You can't go in there alone? The hobbit will have to fend for him, he's abandoned us," I shouted at her.

She pulled out of my grasp, "No he hasn't," she said pushing her voice into my head. It was still surprising to me she could do that.

"Why don't you do that all the time?"

"Because it's an invasion of privacy!" she shouted at me in my mind. With that, she headed up the hill just as the hobbit appeared. She pulled him into a hug before coming down the hill with him.

"Why did you come back?" I asked the hobbit. He was refusing to answer Gandalf's questions.

"You're right; I miss my garden, my armchair, and my books. You see that's where I belong. And that's why I came back, I may miss my home but you don't have one and I will help you reclaim it if I can."