The Daughter Of Two Kingdoms~ Hobbit/ Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Chapter 7: Part II

Third Person P.O.V.

 Distracted upon hearing Kronos' name Earenniel was at the Mercy of the White orc.

Azog swings his mace at Earenniel, attempting to knock her off her feet, but she ducks down and avoids getting hit. She counters, by shooting an arrow at him. He easily blocks it with his mace and her arrow deflects into a Warg turning it into gold dust.

Azog looks at her in disgust and anger.

"Celestial Bronze," Azog says.

"Yes, and on penetration with on of these arrows will kill you." Earenniel says not taking any time to fire again, but Azog just blocks it again.

Earenniel was starting to get frustrated because she wasn't getting hits on him, so she turned to her twin daggers. Azog was a very dangerous fighter, but he had never fought someone like Earenniel before. She was trained to be a warrior from birth. Trained by the best of the best including: Athena and Ares. The Goddess of Battle Strategy and the God of War.

Azog swings his mace down at Earenniel, But she manages to Block the blow, using both swords and all her strength. Azog smiles seeing a weakness in her strength and adds more pressure causing her to fall on one knee still trying to keep his mace away.

Earenniel manages to push back the Pale Orc and his White Warg and when she gets the upper hand she swings Azog's mace away and delivers a blow to his right side. It wasn't deep enough to kill him, but it definitely wounded him.

This turned the battle into her favor. She did the best she could to block out all the other sounds of her company and the wargs that were crying out in pain. Catching Earenniel of Guard Azog lets out an angry roar and this time he manages to strike her.

The force of impact sent her flying towards the presence of Bilbo, She was in pain, but she didn't want to show her opponent she was weak.

"Hi." She waved up to Bilbo. She quickly moved out the way seeing Azog's mace swinging down at her from her peripheral vision.

Upon standing she realized Everyone seemed to be surrounded.

It was the Perfect time for the Moth to return, because as Dori slips from the end of Gandalf's staff with Ori hanging onto his leg, An Eagle swoops out of nowhere and catches them on it's back.

They both yell in fear as they are carried swiftly away.

Several more Eagles appear, Some grab the Wargs and Orcs, tossing them over the cliff, Others knock down trees, crushing the Wargs below them.

Once the Wargs were taken care of they started grabbing the company one by one. Thorin was gently lifted up in an eagles talons and it flies away. As Thorin was lifted off the ground, his oaken branch shield slips off his arm and lands on the ground.

Azog roars and jumps back as an Eagle flies by him.

Two Eagles heads straight for Bilbo and Earenniel catching them off guard. With their talons they grab them and toss them onto the back of two other eagles.

The rest of the Eagles proceed to snatch the Dwarves out of the trees and fly away.

The Eagles took the Company into the sunrise going over many landscapes. Everyone looks towards Thorin still lies in the eagles talons, not even stirring.

"Thorin!" Fili cries out.

The Eagles approach a massive rock structure shaped like a bear. The Eagle carrying Thorin gently sets him and his sword on a flat area on top of the Rock structure. Another Eagle lands and Gandalf slides off it's neck, running toward Thorin.

"Thorin!" Gandalf says.

Gandalf reaches Thorin and kneels down to him.

"Thorin." Gandalf says.

Gandalf places his hand on Thorin's face and whispers a spell under his breath. Thorin's eyes flutter open and he gasps for air.

"The Halfling?" Thorin asks weakly.

"It's all right. Bilbo is here. He's quiet safe." Gandalf says.

Dwalin and Kili help Thorin up. Once he was on his feet, Thorin shrugs them off and approaches Bilbo.

"What were you doing? You nearly got yourself killed! Did I not say that you would be a burden? That you would not survive in the wild and that you had no place amongst us?" Thorin says.

Thorin advances until he was face-to-face with Bilbo who looks worried and frightened.

"I've never been so wrong in all my life!" Thorin says.

Thorin grabs Bilbo and embraces him deeply. The other Dwarves cheer loudly and slap each other on the back. Gandalf smiles. Bilbo hugs Thorin back.

"I am sorry I doubted you." Thorin says.

"No, I would have doubted me too. I'm not a hero or a warrior...not even a burglar." Bilbo says.

Everyone chuckles.

The Eagles fly away, screeching. Thorin looks beyond Bilbo and sees something in the distance. He strides forward, and the others follow his gaze.

"Is that what I think it is?" Bilbo asks.

In the distance, on the horizon, the group sees the outline of a single, solitary mountain.

"Erebor, The Lonely Mountain. The last of the great Dwarf kingdoms of Middle-earth." Gandalf says.

"Our home." Thorin says.

A bird cheeps and flies by.

"A Raven! The birds are returning to the mountain." Óin says.

"That, my dear Óin, is a thrush." Gandalf says.

"But we'll take it as a sign, a good omen." Thorin says.

"You're right. I do believe the worst is behind us." Bilbo says.

The company continues to look at the Lonely Mountain as the Raven flies away.