Angels on the Moon (A Hobbit Fanfiction)

Chapter 24

ALISSYANNA POV

He handed me the letter. I called the bird back, its talons again dug into my arm, I hated this bird, it was older than me, which I old, I was five thousand, the bird I swear was as old as the very dirt I stood upon. It was blind in one eye, its beak was cracked in several spots, it was missing a toe, many of the feathers on its back and chest were gone, and it was a very mean creature. If I am correct the birds name was Seven. No, I’m not kidding, the birds name was Seven, as in Seven gazillion years old perhaps. I tossed it into the air and it landed with a thud on its back. Kili and I watched it then I realized that I wasn’t moving, at all. I stooped down and collected it in my hands. I shook it just a tad. Opening my mouth to speak it twitched. Then launched into a full scale attack on my face. I screamed and tried to pry the bird from my face and neck finally I was able to grab its back legs and throw it away from me. Seven hit a tree, rolled over, glared at me, and then leapt into the air. I turned to my lover, who was bent over, hands on his knees, shoulders shaking. He wiped his eyes and looked back up at me.

“That was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen!” I punched his shoulder. When he had gained his composure he looked at me. I had little scratches all over my neck, chest, and face. He smoothed my hair back, smiling at me.

“It hurt.” He burst into laughter again. Did I have no one on my side? I get my ass kicked by a seven million year old bird and I can’t get an ‘are you alright’? Giving in I cracked a smile. His hands took a hold of my hips and pulled me towards him, he looked like he wanted to ask something. I waited but nothing came.

Leaning in close he rested his forehead on mine. My hands wandered up to his chest. He closed his eyes, smiling softly. I could feel my heart speed up. I wanted so say something, anything, but not only could I not think of anything to say, but I could hardly breath, how was I supposed to talk. My cheeks burned a slight pink when he pulled me closer, eliminating the gap between us. Kili’s eyes were still closed; he now rested his face in the crook of my neck, kissing me softly. I gasped almost silently, he smiled against my skin.

We heard a few noises and looked up, Fili, Dwalin, Gloin, and Bofur were visible, they we heading towards the back of the house, we were leaving soon. I looked back up at him. He looked, dejected?

“What is it love?” I asked, brushing his bangs out of his eyes. His eyes fell, focusing on the ground behind my shoulder. I stood on my tip toes and locked my lips with his, running my fingers through his dark curly hair. Kili kissed back, though not how I had hoped. I took a small step back. “I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me.” I said, slightly frustrated. He shook his head.

“It’s nothing.” So clearly it was something. He walked away. What did I do now?! I grabbed his hand, jerking his arm and roughly turning him around.

“I’m not playing this game with you.” I said sternly. He rolled his eyes.

“Fine.” He lead me away from the house a little more. “You want to know what’s wrong?”

“Enlighten me.” He looked back at the house. Fili was peeking from the window. We glared at him; he slowly disappeared under the window.

“Why does he keep calling you ‘little angel’? Everyone has asked me, it’s starting to get old.” I smiled a little.

“It’s his nickname for me, nothing more. I promise.” He nodded a little, I took his shirt, pulling him closer. “If you haven’t noticed he’s like ten feet tall so next to him I look like a child or a ‘little’ kid.” He nodded again, not looking any happier than he had before. “Is there… anything else, you want to ask or tell me?” I asked slowly. He looked over my shoulder, I saw someone’s reflection in his eyes. they were frantically shaking their head no, Fili.

“No.” He breathed, planting a kiss on my cheek then leaving me standing there.

Gandalf came out of the house my stuff in hand. He handed it to me, telling me the plan. I was going to scout a little ways ahead, check for traps, Beorn would follow us from a distance, not too hard. I tied my belt on and swung my leg over the horse I was given. It was the only other normal sized horse, no tack, as I had requested. I set off and rode a head, my mind never leaving Kili.

I had made it to Elvengate in a few hours and let my horse start grazing. No traps, good, last thing we needed was an injury. I stepped into the forest a little ways, trying to find the path. Not wanting to go too far in I back out and went to my horse. I plopped down in the grass, waiting for my companions. I was just about to doze off when I heard hoof beats, they had finally made it. I heard something, whispers, not in a normal tongue. They seemed to becoming from a statue that was covered in ivy. I was not sure why, but I was drawn to it, my curiosity getting the better of me again. I moved the ivy back and gasped softly at what I saw. Gandalf’s voice rang out, instructing the dwarves.

“Gandalf!” I called, he came.

“What is it child?” I nodded to the markings in front of me. He looked, his face then became confused.

“Tanya amin mellon il quel tehta.” (That my friend is not a good sign.)

“uma lle ier forya, tanya mor quena.” (Yes you are right, that is Black Speech.)

“I can feel it. Darkness is closing in around us. The peace is over.” He nodded, and then looked at the Black Speech on the statue. “We must go, if we linger I fear more than just orcs will catch up to us. Come.”

“I will not be going with you, I must leave.”

“So be it.” I snapped. He left the forest telling Nori not to unsaddle his horse. He got on and left. Thorin was the first to enter. He stood next to me, looking into the forest; he tapped his axe on the ground to find the path.

“This way!” He called over his shoulder everyone followed. Bilbo was at the end of the line; he stopped and turned towards me.

“Are you coming?”

“Go on ahead, Bilbo. I’ll manage.” I said, he shrugged and went forward. When he was out of sight, I looked back up at the markings, I needed to catch up. I sprinted forward. I followed the path for a while, not seeing them I clapped my hand to my forehead. Damn dwarves lost the path!