Washed up - A Hobbit story

XII

Here is another part! There is some violence in this, a whipping scene, a battle scene and a scene with descriptions of blood. Look for the duck mark! (-<>-)
The battle scene, as well as the blood scene, are a little bit "tamer" there is no super detailed descriptions but I want to mark them anyway. I know what it is like to come across a gruesome part of a story that you would just rather skip. I have written in front of them what is in the part after the duck mark, so you can skip the ones you like only :) Now, let's continue the story. 

I keep rolling down the rocky walls and my body has no idea which way is up and which way is down for a short period of time. I land on the basket as of the last ones, but still, Fili lands on me, yet again. I let out a groan and he apologizes but his eyes flash with anger as he sees the goblins charging wards us. He and Kili step in front of me and I am thankful for it, even if I know that it's useless, there is too many of them. The goblins swarm all over us and strip us from our weapons. They start shoving us along the wooden bridges and passages they have built. I am too terrified to even register anything going around me and soon enough, we are shoved in front of the king. The smell in the town is making my eyes water and I move closer to the nearest dwarf, standing next to my right as I shiver slightly. Bofur wraps his hand around me, trying to make me feel somewhat safe. The wheezing voice of the king makes me look at him. He is just as gruesome as in the movie.
"Who would be so bold to come armed into my kingdom? Spies, thieves, assassins?" The king's voice gives me chills and I press myself even closer to Bofur.
"Dwarves, your malevolence." Answers one of the goblins. The king sounds surprised as he sputters out,
"Dwarves?" "We found them on the front porch." Another goblin explains to the kin and he rasps out an order,
"Don't just stand there, search them. Every crack, every crevice." The goblins do as they are told and I feel hands going through my pockets. The herbs are still safe in my bra, the idiot didn't check there, which I am quite happy about.
"What are you doing in these parts?" The dwarves stay silent as the king asks them the question. The king doesn't like that and grows impatient and he yells an order,
"If they won't talk, we make them squawk! Bring out the bonebraker!" The goblins cheer as the king waves his staff in the air.
"Start with the youngest!" He points at Ori and the dwarves gather around him as the king backs away. And notices me. 

"Ohh! Even better, a lady to brighten our day. Start with her!" The goblins yank me away from the dwarves, even if Fili and Kili are standing in front of me as well as Bofur, and shove me in front of the king, who picks me up.
"You are a pretty thing. It's a shame." I try to squirm off as he lifts my chin up with his finger and chuckles at my struggling. Suddenly, he let's go of my hood and I drop to the ground. In the seconds it takes me to compose myself, the goblins drag me to a post and tie my hands to it with a rope that is so tight that my wrists hurt and my hands are turning blue as the circulation is weaker than normal.
"Are you sure you don't want to tell me what you are doing here?" The king asks, and the first hit of the whip comes before the dwarves can even answer.
(-<>-) Whipping. I let out a quiet whimper, the clothes muffle the strike a bit, but it still hurts like crazy. I am only wearing my t-shirt, my jacket was yanked off of me as I was being dragged towards the king. Another slash hits me and I whimper louder, shivering as I hear the whip comes down again. It hits me with greater force this time and my whole body tenses and I let out a cry of pain as the king chuckles behind me. The next two hits come close together and I scream in agony,
"Please, stop!" The next hit, aimed higher, causes tears to fall.
"PLEASE! No more!" The king and the goblins just laugh as the whip comes down, yet again. 

The whip hits once, twice, three times before a command is heard,
"Stop. Let's see if they want to talk now." The king leers at the company with an evil smile,
"Do you want to tell me why you are here? Or will the woman have to endure more pain?" I turn my head to look at the dwarves, tears stinging my eyes and slowly lift myself up so I stand on my feet. My head is stuck between my arms, the position is extremely uncomfortable. I look at them with pleading eyes. "Please, let this end. Just tell him." Fili and Kili are begging with tearful eyes and even Dwalin tries talking to Thorin but he just looks at the goblin king, stonefaced.
"So that is how it's going to be. Very well. Whip holder, if you please. We will see how much the lady can take." I let out a cry and in my desperation, kick the goblin holding the whip to the chest. It causes him to fly a few feet back and to a wooden fence. He doesn't like that and lashes out at me. The first hit makes me fall to my knees and they just keep on coming, even if I beg them to stop and scream in pain. (-<>-) Just as I am slipping into unconsciousness, a blinding flash stuns us all. "Gandalf."  I shake my head and force my legs to push me up. They shake and can barely hold my weight and I fight the pain, trying to resist the feeling of passing out. I want to get out of here, as soon as possible.
"Take up arms. Fight. Fight!" Gandalf yells and starts killing the goblins with his sword and staff. "He wields the foe-hammer! The beater, bright as daylight!" The king exclaims and as his attack towards the dwarves is blocked by Thorin's sword, I stick out my leg to trip him. He falls over the side, taking part of the fence with him.