Casadon Erik's P.O.V
My heart raced like a thousand gazelles. It was pounding out of my chest. The leader of the pack snarled at me. My eyes widened again. I felt disorientated. What was I to do? I unveiled my sword. Not the one that I found in the troll hoard. The one that the a friend gave me. But it was a long time ago. Twirling the elvish sword several times.
"Did not Singollo give that after we gutted her? Or did you steal it from her like the bitch you are?" Yazneg barked in the black speech.
It wasn't the fact that he called me a bitch. But he mentioned that name.
"What did you fucking say?" I growled back.
He grinned. Hididiously. Had he antagonized me? Cause he bloody well did a good job.
My eyes zoom around the area as I see Gandalf jump from the hidden passage to Rivendell. I didn't want to go back to Rivendell. But... I can't be bother arguing with the wizard.
"This way! You fools!"
The dwarves run frantically to the hidden passage. But my attention on the dwarves almost cost me my life as a warg with an orc rider swing it's blade right my neck. If I didn't do a quick-reactive backbend. I would have died. But then again, i'm put in deathly situations a lot. My elven sword slices the wargs stomach open. Its insides flew out and the orc fell off. I walked over carelessly.
And decapitated it.
The Leventis kills. Yet I think I do quite violently. I sight sharply stare for an extreme short period of time, looking for warg's astriding a orc on their back. Ready to face me down. Now i am face to face with the leader of this orc-pack. His thoughts were translated to his body and knew exactly for a fact that he wanted to kill me. I would to slice that throat of his. All of the blood spewing out. I feel the warg he strides circle around me. I gives me shiver throughout out my spinal cord.
"My master will be please when you heart is...Not even in you," He sniggered.
All the dwarves apart from the king under the mountain ; who was standing, guarding the secret passage to Rivendell had gone under. The warg astriding the leader of this inferno circled in front of my path, my view to the passage.
"Cas!" Thorin bellows.
His voice echoes to my ears as my heart pounds. I begin to vary my steps. How will get past the Warg? Surely if I just ran, I would have no head attached to my shoulders. My pace begins to fasten. The orcs sword is ready, holding its guard. In a matter of seconds, my sword is in its sheath.
Wait.
Did Thorin just called me 'Cas?'
The blade belonging to the orc was close enough to my neck before I skidded under it. Bright fluorescent green stains made from blades of grass and the friction burns from the skid itself. My body automatically gets up.
And runs.
Running for dear life. That wasn't even fucking dear. Thorin already slides down the hidden passage. As do I when I get there. Everyone is tense. Whether or not they were going to die. Couldn't blame them. They don't know whats its like to hunted and want dead. Accept Thorin. Until now.
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I wonder who Singollo is? Muhahahahaha!! Quite short chapter as well. Soz. I have an exam on thursday and if I don't pass it then I have to do it next year. I don't want to do it next year. :(
Hope ya enjoyed this.
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Leventis ⚜ Thorin Oakenshield
Fanfiction⚜ "ι αм ησ єℓƒ!" ⚜ Casadon Erik is a bounty hunter who goes by the name 'Leventis' meaning undisclipined youth. One that earns money by slaughtering people by being told who to kill. A quest is to take place and Casadon desires the riches that lay a...
