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Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

"But we've bound it." Kili tried every trick in the book, but it wasn't working. Saeril matched Dis in terms of being protective, and that surpassed Kili's own tendency to be stubborn. With a small sigh of defeat, Kili hid his face against her shoulder and gave up on protesting any further. Even if Saeril had given in, he could not have gotten far on foot.

Thorin's eyes narrowed, and he passed Balin while giving him a new command underneath his breath. “Offer him more.”
Balin nodded, his hands clasped behind his back as he watched Bard inspect the barrels. “Ah, I’ll wager there are ways to enter that town unseen...you would be paid well. Double, in fact."

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili had put up quite the protest. Even as a child, he would insist he was fine when he clearly was not.
After much difficulty, he caved and allowed his godmother to help him. It wasn't that Kili didn't trust her, he was simply too prideful to admit he was injured.
"It doesn't hurt so much anymore, I can walk," he told her lowly, his eyes settled on Bard and the others conversing. Hopefully this man would help them.

"We are simple merchants from the Blue Mountains journeying to see our kin in the Iron Hills.” Balin promised, polite and collected as he often was.
Thorin followed his lead. Bard may have been their only hope at crossing the river, and their only hope to obtain what was so desperately needed.
“We’ll need food, supplies, weapons. Can you help us?”

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Despite the fact that his leg protested the movement, Kili rose to throw a rock, but he had no choice but to drop it when Bard aimed an arrow at them. For the second time, he sunk down to sit, unsure what Bane could want with them.
Balin slowly approached the man, hands raised to show that he meant him no ill will. "Excuse me, but, uh, you’re from Laketown, if I’m not mistaken? That barge over there, it wouldn’t be available for hire, by any chance?”
The white haired dwarf nodded towards Bane's feet. “Those boots have seen better days. As has that coat. No doubt you have some hungry mouths to feed. How many bairns?”

Dwalin was fed up. This man had no business making threats to them. Didn't he realize he was outnumbered? “Oh, come on, enough with the niceties," he growled to Thorin, who had been watching Bane with a critical eye.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

With a low growl, Tauriel released the orc to Legolas. "Very well," she sheathed her dagger, her eyes landing towards the lake. A small part of her couldn't help but pity the company, but she did not voice these thoughts aloud. Legolas may not have understood.

Kili looked up to his godmother, relieved that she had made it unharmed. "It isn't your fault," he promised weakly, so akin to how Saeril hadn't allowed Kili to take the blame. "If you hadn't come, I wouldn't be here."
As pressure was applied to the area, Kili grit his teeth, but he refused to cry out. Once the worse was over, he exhaled shakily. "It looks worse than it is," he mumbled quietly, then worked to tie off the makeshift bandage.

Thorin paced, then turned back to them. “There’s an orc pack on our tail; we keep moving.”
Balin worried for Kili, but he understood Thorin's haste. “To where?”
Bilbo was troubled too, though he'd been quiet until now. “To the mountain; we’re so close.”
“A lake lies between us and that mountain." Balin shook his head. "We have no way to cross it.”
Bilbo wouldn't give up. “So then we go around.”
Dwalin cursed lowly and turned one of the barrels over with his foot. “The orcs will run us down, as sure as daylight. We have no weapons to defend ourselves.”

Thorin passed Kili and Saeril before looking to Fili. “You have two minutes.”

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

An arrow made its way for the elven prince, but the weapon was deflected in the air by Tauriel’s own arrow. Moving quickly, Tauriel attacked the orc and forced the monster to its knees, seconds away from decapitating it with her knife.

After what felt a lifetime, the current calmed, and the dwarves were brought to calmer, steadier waters. Thorin used his hands to paddle, and he cast a glance towards Balin. “Anything behind us?”
Balin checked, his beard dripping with water. “Not that I can see.”
Bofur gave a sigh of relief. “I think we’ve outrun the orcs.”
“Not for long; we’ve lost the current.” Thorin inwardly cursed their misfortune. “Make for the shore! Come on, let’s go!”

The shore consisted of mainly rock. The company arrived and exited each barrel, some coughing and others uttering their varying concerns. Each member was soaked clean through to their skin, and the temperature seemed to have dropped considerably.
Kili managed to climb out of his barrel, though he didn't get far. After a few steps, he fell to knees in pain from the wound in his leg. Blood covered the area, and Kili started to wince as he moved himself to sit. Once seated, he caught notice of Bofur looking to him with concern.
Embarrassed, Kili was quick to deny anything was wrong. "I’m fine, it’s nothing," he mumbled hastily, then fixed his pant leg so that the damage might be hidden. Above all, he feared being a burden, and that was what he would become if not careful.

Thorin was relieved to find his nephew still in one piece, though he could not risk fretting over him now. Without weapons, they were an easy target. “On your feet," he commanded the group, his steely gaze on the river. The orcs would come soon, and if they did not, the elves would.

A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

Ghent didn't quite follow the next series of events. Wasn't it a good thing that the shadow was running from them rather than after them? Apparently not, because the tension became high, similar to when they'd been in the storage room. Unlike the before, Ghent didn't mouth off.
Shifting his weight to his other foot, Ghent kept a mental count of how many times Drust twitched. Did he twitch all the time? Or did he only twitch when angered? If the latter, this could be a way read the knight in order to get an idea of his temperament. Then again, maybe Drust was always angry. Ghent had known him for the better part of two hours, and he couldn't begin to envision the man in good spirits.
Privately amazed by the man's condition, Ghent kept his trap shut. Voicing any questions or concerns wouldn't have been wise, and he'd made himself look like enough of an idiot for one day.
The topic changed, and Ghent wanted to sink into the concrete when Elayra requested the chance to speak with him. Hopefully a lecture wasn't coming.
The blond knew him well enough to raise a sword to ward off any comments that would have come, and Ghent eyed the weapon with reluctance. Blood from the shadowmire brought color to the steel and took color from his face.
First off.
Ghent inwardly cringed. Any discussion beginning with 'first off' was a telltale sign of something bad. It didn't matter if this came from a teacher, parent, or a princess. 'First off' was never promising.
Arms folded, Ghent listened, feeling similar to a child in the principal's office. "Oh, so I'm a component now?" He wasn't sure how to feel about this. Aside from his mother and Mrs. Saxon, Ghent had never been so put in his place by a female before. "I thought I had twenty-four hours to decide!"
More than ever before, Ghent saw that their worlds were too different. Accepting this was accepting a death sentence. He wasn't good enough to take down a single shadowmire, much less a sorceress. If by some miracle Ghent had magic, he already doubted his abilities.
Frustrated by his own failures, he used the back of his hand to push the sword away if he could. "I'll help you and Drust while you're here...but until then...I'll save you some time. I'm no longer interested." Ghent brushed past her, his intentions to retrieve his phone and check the room for any damages.
"If you want a hero, ask my old man." Bitterness laced the words, though this wasn't directed at Elayra. Ghent found himself feeling angry at the father he'd no recollection of. "Apparently he's really something."

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili's face was etched with pain, and he looked to his godmother helplessly as she lead him towards the edge. "You're hurt," he protested, unable to tell that the blood on her face was black, a telltale sign of orc blood. Wincing, he bit down onto the fabric as firmly as he could, suppressing a scream from the removal of the shaft. The arrow came out in one piece, and for that he was fortunate.
Once Kili got to his barrel, he sank down to the bottom, eyes squeezed shut. This was going to make the rest of the journey very, very difficult. Much of their travel had been on foot.

The river raged rampant, and the waters swirled around them. The barrels were headed towards a waterfall, and Bilbo clung to Nori's barrel for dear life, drenched clean through with water. Orcs pursued them on either side of the river, and the company worked to fight them off as best they could.

Using a sword he'd taken from an orc, Thorin tossed it to Bofur who tossed it to Dwalin. Together, they killed one orc, and then Dwalin used his axe to split the log crossing over them. All the while, Tauriel ran to keep up, shooting and cutting down any orc in their path.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Hearing his eldest nephew cry out for his brother, Thorin's heart sank deep within his chest. "Kili," he breathed, concern written all over his face. How badly had he been hit? From where he was, he could not see, nor could he move. Thorin was stuck at the gate, and their enemy was advancing upon them. "Dwalin! Where is he?!"

Dwalin did what he could to move himself, but he was still confined to the barrel. "I can't see him!" It was then that the company witnessed Saeril fly in, and she made quick work of the pale orc's vile son.
Saeril's interference bought them all extra time, especially Kili. Despite the pain in his leg, Kili managed to push himself up a second time. Teeth grit, he clasped both hands to the lever and pulled with as much strength as he could muster. To his relief, the gate gave way, and he fell once more, the company now able to advance through.

Tauriel ran in alongside Legolas, then changed direction in order to cut down the orcs in her path. By now, they'd managed to take out around half of them, but more and more came. "Look out!" She shot at an orc that had an arrow pointed towards Saeril, and then she moved to assist Legolas with clearing out the rest. Their aim was true, though they were badly outnumbered.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

For a time, their escape seemed flawless. The current was strong and they were moving at a good pace. Unfortunately, that was not to last.
The dwarves all crashed into the closed gate, one by one their barrels built up into a small traffic jam of sorts. Thorin cursed their misfortune, making an effort to open the doors himself. “No!”

A few of the elven guards drew their swords, but one was suddenly shot in the back with a black arrow. Several growling orcs swarmed over the guard post, killing the elves nearest to them. Multitudes of orcs ran in from the bushes, Bolg among them. With a nasty sneer, he looked to his army. “Gorid! Zib! Goridug! (Slay them all!)"

Two orcs shot at Saeril, and the rest went for the company. Bilbo managed to kill one orc with Sting, and Dwalin elbowed another in the face.
Amidst the chaos, Kili looked up and saw the lever the guard had pulled earlier. This may have been their only chance.
Quickly, he scrambled to get out of his barrel and ran up the stairs towards the lever. Without a weapon, he could only duck as a sword was swung at him.

Dwalin knew this would not play out well. Using strength alone, he managed to rip a sword away from one of the orcs and tossed it to Thorin's nephew. “Kili!”
Kili caught the weapon and spun to pierce the orc as another leaped up from behind him, raising its spear to stab him.
Several yards away, Bolg had Kili in his sights. Without hesitation, he took aim with his bow. Just as the youngest Durin reached for the lever, Bolg fired an arrow and hit Kili in the leg.

Kili froze in place, his eyes wide in shock. Though he had grown up learning archery, he'd never been hit with an arrow before. The pain was incredible, and he nearly fell over from the force of it. Groaning, he strained to pull the lever, but could not make it and collapsed to the ground. Without mercy, Bolg nocked another arrow to put the youngest out of his misery.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Yes!! :D So perfect! Kind of wish PJ would consider making another movie...or at least, altering some of the scenes using our input!
(Sorry for my delayed response, things have been a bit crazy here).