Okakenshield's Thirteen

The Durins (part one)

AN just a quick little blurb here. I'm starting with a flash back to set the stage for the rest. If you tend to skip over some stuff and only read the good stuff please don't. If this was meant for that they'd be one shots.
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Thror and his son Thrain were the most feared in the underground crime and drug communities in England and most of the United Kingdom. For there brutality and not willing to barter it settle for any less then what they decided.

July 4th 1999 4:00 pm

Thror looked around the parking lot again, there was nothing it was the same as they arrived. Empty the only sounds that could be heard were the faint steady roar of the high way, and two alley cats fight down an ally and block away. Normally Thror would be glad that it was so empty but not today. No not Today, today was different the air was thick and sticky with a silent nagging worry that some thing was wrong. They weren't supposed to get the shipment for another week. At the time when the message came in he didn't think any thing of it. Every thing was like it normally was with Tom, they've never had troubles with him before. But today just some thing was wrong and Thror knew it he was afraid to voice it though. He let out soft sigh running a hand over his greying beard, and turns to his son slowly looking at him searching his face for any evidence that he had the same fear as his father. When he found nothing in the 40 year olds face he passed it off as an old mans worry.

July 4th 1999 5:30 pm

Still no sign I Tom and every thing was still completely empty. "Some things not right we should leave." Thror finally admitted to his son, he looks at Thrains face his eyes slowly combing over there surroundings. " Give him five more minutes," he says looking at his father relieving just how much there eyes were alike. Thror sighs but nods his head, nearly five minutes past before the black van pulled up with there shipment. Only it wasn't what the two were expecting, the doors slid open revealing the van to be filed with Azog and his Orc clan. The two men were easily out numbered Thror and Thrain each take a step back drawing there guns. Though it wouldn't do them much good against twenty vary large and brutal men. Azog smirks at the two men satisfied with the look of fear in there eyes held. "well look what we have here lads" Azog spoke slowly his voice filling the air. The men chuckled as the back Thror and Thrain up to a wall all smirking and sinkering. "Fucking Bastards" Thrains voice rumbles deep from his chest. Azog sneers entering the circle slowly stalking towards them like a hungry wolf going in for the kill.

July 4the 1999 10:00pm

"They've been to long we should go find them." Balin was the first one to speak out of the nervous group around the table. "Some thing has gone wrong who's going to check the meeting spot with me?" He says looking at the group of men. Three of them stand the first of which was Dwalin 6'7" and muscular man covered in tattoos his hair kept in a Mohawk. The second was Thrains Oldest son and chilled he had piercing ice blue eyes like his Father and Grandfather his long black hair pulled back, and beard trimmed neatly. The last to stand was Bifur he was smaller than the other two but taller than Balin he had long black hair and dark drown eyes that would sparkle from time to time.

July 4th 1999 10:30 pm

The four arrived to the spot only to be greeted by a blood covered abandoned parking lot. The air was tens, and the air stunk of blood. The five men slowly stalked forward all on guard watching for the smallest indication that some one was still alive. There's skim over the ground all landing on the same thing. Slowly they approach the object only to be greatest by the severed head of Thror his knife still sticking out of his right eye. Thorins eyes widened as he looked for his father...there was a large mass a few feet away. He slowly walks to wards it only to find his grandfathers mangled corpses laying limply on the ground. They searched the parking lot for half an hour for Thrain but ther was nothing. The five were standing out side the truck they drove over. No one saying a thing they just stood there looking at on and other. A heavy and worrying silence falling over them. Then BANG! The gun shot rang throw the air. leaving there ears ringing, and Bifur on the ground clutching his head. It was all a blur voices were muffled to Thorin as he was pushed in to the truck Balin saying they had to get him to the hospital now! He would never forget that day. The day his father and grandfather were took from him brutally.