(Elena)

Racing down the burning path my eyes stay locked on Thorin. He lays injured and groaning in pain. My eyes shift to the pale Orc and his followers as they look to the vulnerable King. Racing out I come to a halt standing with my arms outstretched in front of Thorin before the Orcs.

"No please-please stop. You want me, you can have me, but I won't go willingly if you hurt him."

The Pale Orc looks puzzled but narrows his eyes to me. He seems to be contemplating my offer and actually considering it.

Trembling before him I nod "I-I won't run. I won't fight you. Just don't harm him. Don't harm any of them."

"N-No. No, Elena." Thorin stammers from behind me.

Clenching my fist, I speak to Thorin while keeping my eyes on the pale Orc "Thorin, I need you to promise me something. If you can, tell my family I love them."

The Pale Orc motions for one of his soldiers to take me or to kill me. As the growling orc dismounts unsheathing its sword, I can only guess his orders are to kill me. Just as it reaches for me Bilbo comes out of nowhere attacking the Orc. As it screeches Bilbo takes his small sword and penetrates the orc in the chest killing it instantly.

Quickly I turn and race to Thorin shielding him as best I can. The Company has now taken up arms and charged the Pale Orc and his followers. As I watch the fighting unfold the Pale Orcs white Warg's nudges, Bilbo, throwing him back. The brave Hobbit stands gripping his sword tightly in defense of Thorin and I.

Looking down at the Dwarf King I shake his shoulders "Thorin? Thorin, can you hear me?"

As his eyes begin to flutter shut, he mutters "Elena..." and blacks out.
"No-Thorin. Thorin, you've got to get up. You have to fight!"
The dwarf has fallen silent and completely limp. However, a growl catches my attention and the pale Orc and his warg are advancing on us. Bilbo is preoccupied fighting another Orc and I am Thorin's last defense.
"I'll take the Kings head first..." he hisses to me "And then I think I'll take yours."
Just as the Orc upon his warg launches at us I stand in front of Thorin. Something inside of me shifts and takes over like another version of myself. My arms shove outward and I shriek as an unearthly white light erupts from my hands. It projects onto the Orc and his Warg sending them flying back. Many of the other Wargs and their riders fall back and the Company seems to lose its footing. As quickly as it formed the light disappears and my strength falters.
I collapse to my hands and knees exhausted and trembling. Catching my breath I try to contemplate what came over me and what exactly just happened, but the more I try to process it the more I seem to weaken.
"Seize her!" The pale Orc roars as I snap my head up in attention. Charging towards me he prepares to come back down on me and smite me here and now. However, from behind me, a screech rings out and a giant eagle swoops from overhead.
A dozen of them descend down on the Orcs picking them off one by one. The eagles carry off the dwarves and some jump onto their backs as means of escape. The one who now blocks the pale Orc from me lands with its signs outstretched. Quickly I climb on its back muttering thanks.
"Please, don't forget Thorin. We can't leave him here."
As the eagle begins to take off it carefully wraps its talons around Thorin collecting him in its clutches.
Through the tall stacks of fire, the eagles fly through and into the night leaving the for now alluded Pale Orc. Glancing back down over my shoulder I see the pales Orcs eyes locked on me and roaring in fury to the night sky.

AN: Hey all! Sorry I haven't updated in so long! I've been working hard this summer and haven't had much time to write like I wanted. Hopefully things will change next week. Love you all and thank you for the support, votes, comments, etc. 💛