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A Hobbit's Rescue	By : LadyLaran Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 5698 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author’s Note – Here’s the next chapter. I hope everyone enjoys it because this one was fun writing!
Disclaimer – I do not own “the Hobbit” nor do I make any money from this story. I’m just having a fun time working on the plot!
Chapter Sixteen – A Hobbit’s Bravery
Adamanta’s heart was racing as the wargs snarled and snapped at each other beneath the limbs of the trees, and she could see the eyes of the orcs upon the company. There was a deep seated hatred and lust for blood that was chilled her soul when she saw it. The pounding of her heart grew faster and harder when Azog gave an order to his subordinates, and wargs were set loose on the trees in hopes of dislodging the company.
She heard her named cried before a flaming pinecone was dropped into her hands. The hobbit paused a scant few seconds to let Kili light one of his own before drawing her arm back and throwing the burning ember directly at the warg nearest her. At the yelp from the wolf-like creature when it was hit on the snout, she grabbed another one, lighting it off of Kili’s next one before repeating the actions again and again.
Adamanta never felt her hands burn with each pinecone she threw, keeping herself focused on protecting her friends. What drew her from her concentration was when Kili had to help her jump from one tree to the next when the tree they were in began to fall. She clung to the second one when it gave an odd groan and began to slant, but she became distracted by the figure of a dwarf going down the strangely angled trunk to face the orcs on the ground.
The hobbit’s vision became focused on the leader of the company as he approached the pale orc and heard the panicked cries of her betrothed and Fili when the older dwarf launched himself into battle. When she saw Thorin go down and heard the terror in Kili’s voice, something inside of her snapped and anger, concern, and a need to act filled her.
Before anyone could stop her, the small hobbit scurried down the tree trunk, drawing Sting at the same time. A cry emerged from her throat as she launched herself at the orc that had been commanded to finish the king off. Despite her small size, her hurried pace combined with the way she had thrown herself at her target had brought the orc down onto the ground.
The elvish blade she wielded sank into the target, and she drew back once again to thrust it right into the area where the heart was. After the creature stopped moving, Adamanta rose and positioned herself between the pale orc and the struggling king.
Azog’s eyes met hers, and she could see the deep loathing in them. The hobbit held herself fast, not letting him intimidate her at all. Her blade moved into a defensive position as she called out to the horrid being, refusing to show any fear. Her voice filled the clearing over the snarling of the wargs, burning of the trees, and sounds of dwarrow trying to keep themselves from falling to their deaths.
“The King Under the Mountain does not stand alone!”
The warg lunged at her, and she ducked out of the way while Sting swung out to slash across the animal’s throat. Adamanta could feel the hot spray of blood when it hit her but ignored it, retaining her position as Thorin’s defense even as the white animal fell.
At the snarled command from their leader, a group of dismounted orcs rushed towards her and she met the blade of the first one with ease. The hobbit could hear the voices of her mother and Dwalin in her mind, imparting instructions, as she ducked, blocked, and struck out at her targets. All the while, she maintained her narrow field of battle so that she never left the downed dwarf’s side. No matter what happened, Adamanta would not leave her guardian unprotected.
Another warg, this one coming from her right side, was felled by an arrow hitting it directly in the eye and she hid her thankful smile while continuing to fight off the orcs that wanted to harm the king. In the distance, the lass heard the battle cries of her friends and knew she did not stand alone.
Adamanta continued to protect Thorin, downing another orc before ducking when the powerful claws of an eagle scooped up the fallen king. She spared a glance to ensure he was safely secured, noticing both monarch and Orcrist had been scooped up, but the oaken shield he carried had been left behind. The hobbit moved backwards, picking it up just as another eagle lifted her from the battle zone.
A low sound of fear came from her throat when the eagle holding her dropped her. She landed heavily, groaning slightly as her rib protested the rough landing.
‘Do not fear, little sister. You are safe now,’ a quiet voice drifted to her ears.
The hobbit cleaned her blade on her filthy skirt before sheathing it and then held onto the feathers of the eagle carrying her with one hand while keeping a firm grip on the shield with the other. She spotted the limp form of Thorin, and her heart threatened to break at the desperate call of his nephews. That sound never be in their voices, especially Kili’s, and it was all she could do to keep her tears at bay as she prayed for the health of her guardian.
The ride to safety seemed to take forever, and Adamanta slid off of the back of the eagle once it landed and gave him a curtsy while thanking them for their aid. She got the feeling she had amused the creature, but it said nothing as it gave her a nod and flew away.
The lass moved to Kili’s side, watching as Oin and Gandalf worked over the still king, and she slid her free hand into her betrothed’s to offer comfort. He gave it a gentle squeeze, saying nothing as the company waited.
The tension broke when Thorin drew in sharp breath and then struggled to sit up. She waited, still holding onto his shield as the group rushed forward to greet him. The anger she had felt earlier stirred itself to a high roar at the looks of near tearful relief on Fili and Kili’s faces, and she practically stomped her way to the dwarf that shared her guardianship when she heard her name spoken by the other guardian.
“Adamanta is all right,” Gandalf soothed. “Here she is,” he commented, then blinked at the look of fury on the hobbit’s face.
“What were you thinking,” Thorin began, then yelped when a small pair of hands boxed his ears.
“What was I thinking? What in the name of all of the Valar were you thinking? You went right into the middle of an orc pack with no exit strategy or someone to support you during battle! Do you have any idea what you did to your sister-sons by doing that? Or what that action tells the rest of us?
“All of these dwarves heard your call, leaving kin and home to follow you, and you repay them by throwing yourself into a battle that nearly ended your life. You didn’t wait for the rest of us; you just decided to go after that damned orc on your own. That action, Thorin Oakenshield, was irresponsible! This group looks to you for leadership, and your actions state that you don’t care if you live or die. What does that tell them?
“The quest means more than your pride and need for revenge, and you had better remember that. You swore to Mahal that you would see the mistakes of your forefathers corrected and heal the mountain. You can’t do that if you’re dead, you stupid, thick headed dwarf!”
Her furious rant was cut off when the king pulled her into a hug, making her squeak in surprise as the strong arms held her close. Adamanta hadn’t expected this reaction to her rant, knowing her words would have probably angered anyone else who had just borne the brunt of her temper.
“You are right, Miss Baggins,” Thorin began. “I acted in a foolish way, forgetting the importance of the tasks ahead. Once again, you have proven yourself to be our voice of common sense and I will listen to it. Thank you for rescuing me and for making this stubborn fool listen.”
“You’re welcome,” she said to him. “Just don’t do it again please. I don’t think Erebor is ready for Fili or Kili to take the throne.”
That startled a small bark of laughter from him, especially when his sister-sons protested the small teasing jab at them. Adamanta pulled away, then came back with something heavy in her hands.
“You forgot this,” she told the king, who gave her a smile as he took his shield from her.
“Again, thank you,” Thorin said, then looked over his company. “I should have thought before I acted, and I am both grateful and proud that all of you were so quick to respond.”
“You should have seen her, uncle,” Fili said, pride in his voice as he shared the details of the deeds of his brother’s intended. “Not only did she take down several orcs but that blasted white warg of Azog’s is dead. He’s going to be looking for a new mount now.”
“How many fell to her blade,” the dwarven monarch asked, staring at the blushing hobbit with a look of pride on his face.
“Three,” Dwalin answered, sounding proud of his student. “Not counting that damnable white warg. For once, practicing in her sitting room came in handy because she made sure to keep within two or three paces of you the entire time. Lassie, you are certainly ready to move out of the basic level and learn more advanced stances. I’m damned proud of you.”
“We all are,” Oin said, eyeing the filthy lass with a keen eye. “What I’d like to know is how much of that blood is yours.”
“Oh, I don’t really know,” she stammered as everyone looked at her with worry. “I don’t think they managed to hurt me.”
“You’re still high on the battle as well as anger right now and may not know it,” he commented. “We need to make sure.”
Ori surprised everyone by turning his back and calling out briskly. He didn’t want his future sister-in-law to feel uncomfortable during her exam by the healer.
“Give her your backs, lads. Give her some privacy so Oin can check her over.”
Every dwarf obeyed, forming a small ring around her and giving her their backs to allow her privacy. It was a good thing too because the healer had her strip down to her small clothes, examining the hobbit closely.
Oin rebound the broken rib after determining it hadn’t shifted, and he ensured that there were no other injuries. He found that the white warg’s fang had scraped along her shoulder when she had ducked, and it was a good thing she had because if she’d been any slower, the lass would have been missing an arm or worse. The healer cleaned and bandaged it, finding no other injuries save for the burns on her hands, and he took care of those too before allowing her to redress.
Since she had no desire to put clean clothing over her filthy skin so she donned the clothing she had been wearing. Once she was dressed, Oin called out that it was safe and reported her injuries to the group.
“I’m glad they’re nothing serious, but you must be cautious until they heal,” Thorin said to her, eyes moving from her to something in the distance. The look on his face changed from worry to longing as he viewed the scene in front of him.
Curious as to what had drawn his attention, Adamanta turned and spotted a lone peak in the distance.
“Is that it,” she asked, sounding curious and hopeful.
“Erebor,” the dwarf lord murmured, voice full of longing and hope. It had been a long time since he’d seen his old home, and it gave him a sense of renewed purpose.
“Well, at least we’re close enough to get a view of Her,” she said, giving her companions a smile. “I was wondering if it was just a story and didn’t exist,” she teased, breaking the somber attitude of the group by making them laugh.
“It’s real enough,” Dori said, eyes gleaming. “It’s just been a long time since we’ve laid eyes on her, and I’d forgotten just how majestic She looks from a distance.”
“Well, I don’t know about the rest of you lads but I’m rather keen to see Her up close,” Fili told them.
Author’s End Note – I love it when sassy Adamanta rears her head. It just shows how much progress she’s made since leaving the Shire. Hope everyone enjoys this chapter. Please let me know what you think! ~ Laran
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