Down The Hobbit Hole (Book 1)

Chapter 5: Burn, baby, burnnnn~

"You do not belong in these skies, these skies are painted gold tonight. They will illuminate with my fire. For, I am fire! I am deathhhhh~" Smaug slurred to the dragoness behind him, who sighed to herself. 

  "I may not have been born beneath or within these skies, but I was born for this! Born for this! I may have been a broken child from birth, never meant for anything good and well, the only thing that kept me going was my purpose I was yet to discover, THIS. This is my purpose to stop you from dying! Smaug-" Saoirse tried to reason, she flew quicker to be by his side, but was cut off when he interrupts;

"YOU WILL NOT SAY OF MY NAME, PEASANT WITCH!" He snarled, followed by an enraged hiss.

  "I WILL CALL YOU AS I PLEASE! BELONG TO YOU I DO NOT! YOU FIRE BREATHING SNAKE!" Saoirse hissed in return, quickly covering her mouth with her wings, finding it difficult to stay air-born not flapping, so, she flapped her daemon-like wings once more, her eyes became slits for a moment which Smaug caught and smirked to himself.

"You are coming to the end of your quest. Can you not see? Witch, you being a dragon has truly taken its toll, you may not be returning to your sorceress form after this. Are you willing to risk your own form, your own life?" His eyes were peer pressuring and nasty.

  "I knew what I was getting into the moment I lead a pack of Wargs to their ultimate doom." Saoirse's eyes grew dark as they flew side by side. 

"Why do you tell me this, it is even more reason not trust you, you tell me you lead a pack of life to death? How may I not know you wish do mine the same?" Smaug asked, flying slower for her smaller body to catch up.

  "Because I have made many mistakes, I followed my heart and not my head and my lovely pups died as a result of the evil from the East. They planted parasites within my Warg's skulls and turned them against one another, there was so much blood. . .All I see is the swirling mass of dead creatures whom I swore to protect! How...How could I do that to them... To my pup... Then... I.. I knew something had to change, the evil in this land must be stopped!" Saoirse's voice became another snarl, this time she allowed the dragon-like self come through. 

Smaug watched her with a solemn contempt look to his eyes. 

"I apologise. I did not know how you had suffered. . . This evil you speak, if it is so important to you, I shall join you in burning these vast evils!" Smaug says, his voice a fierce growl of sadness and empathy.

Saoirse brimmed with joy, she leapt in the sky and hugged onto Smaug, who made a surprised sound but allowed her to, nonetheless. 

  "Thank you! Oh thank you almighty beast! May our quest bring peace and prosperity to the land!" Saoirse and Smaug dove through the clouds and playfully fought. Smaug's breath of fire emptied in a gurgle and growl. Saoirse giddily smiled and sang her joyous howl, a clap of thunder and strikes of purple lightning shook the heavens in aching bliss.

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Below the clouds, the people of Laketown watched as five raging armies fought alongside themselves, the evil had appeared and creatures of all kinds, Bjorn, the great eagles, Wizards and Orcs were fighting for the land to become harmonious in rage or in peace.

  "Now, we dance!" Saoirse spoke, eyes alight with the fire of excitement. 

Smaug grinned wickedly and followed the Dragoness' lead, swooping low and setting the evil on fire and striking them with her lightning.

As things were growing best on their side, Smaug rumbled in his deep voice, "I was wrong. The skies belong with you and you them." 

    "Let's give them a taste of the skies, Smaug." She grinned back at him, he nodded in agreement. "LAND OF EVIL BE QUENCHED BY THE PEACE MIDDLE EARTH SO DESERVES!" Another loud screech, Smaug's roar following in tune and the armies below shout their battle cries. 

Peace was on their side.

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Extra part...

    "I cannot believe it... She is a beast like he, and somehow, she, the fair sorceress of the other world was able to change his thought, she is the mightiest warrior, a silver-tongue at that. I SHALL FIGHT WITH YOU!" Thranduil yelled to the skies, unbeknownst, Saoirse heard him and smiled to herself as she electrocuted another wave of the evil, orc, pestilence.