(Bilbo)

The entire Company goes tumbling down the chute. I slide, bump, and roll down the stone caverns hitting a dwarf here and there. The cries from the dwarves and myself echo as were thrown downward and land in a wooden cage. Bombur is the last to fall down on top of the rest of us with a harsh thud. While I try to get up along with the others, I look ahead seeing a troop of hideous snarling Goblins. The creatures viciously attack us, stealing our weapons, and pushing us forward. The dwarves struggle to fight back but it's no use. We are entirely outnumbered. As they are moving us forward, I glance around to the goblins and not one of them has noticed me. Slowly I sink to the floor staying low and unmoving. After all, Hobbit can go unseen by most. Just ahead Nori looks over his shoulder back to me noticing I've alluded the goblins. I give him a slight nod signifying I'll get them out of this mess somehow.

I scamper behind some nearby railings. I watch through the spaces as the Goblins proceed through the darkness with the dwarves as prisoners. I unsheathe my sword that still glows a bright blue hue. Getting back to my feet I go to follow the path but hear a noise from behind. It's a voice crying out. An all too familiar voice and it is getting closer. The shouts of Elena echo through the cave as she comes falling down into the wooden trap. Landing with a thud she groans rolling on her side. Quickly I hurry over as she regroups herself "Son-of a-BITCH!"

"Are you hurt?" I ask fretfully as she watches me open the cage door.

Grimacing she gets to her feet clutching her side "No, I don't think so. Just took one hell of a tumble to get down here."

"Speaking of tumble..." I whisper "Why are you down here?! You could of escaped. You could be back in Rivendell by now!"

She scoffs "You think I'm just going to let you all die? No! Friends stick together no matter what."

I shake my finger "No-no-no, you don't understand. This isn't some cave we've fallen into. It's a-..."

"Trap." Elena finishes staring wide eyed behind me. I sigh knowing there is a Goblin behind me. Just as soon as I turn around a larger Goblin that's at least my height lunges at us. Armed with a dagger he swings meeting his dagger with my steel sword. The Goblin jumps on top of me and bites down on my shoulder. I yelp in pain, but the Goblin is knocked off my shoulders by Elena. Taking an axe from her pack she swings it at the goblin catches its shoulder. It screeches stumbling back grasping its arm. I stand next to Elena as we hold our weapon in front of us "Where did you get that?" I ask motioning to the axe with golden writing.

"Lady Galadriel gave me a little parting gift before I snuck out of Rivendell. Thought I may need it."

I chuckle "Good call."

The Goblin screeches at us but his eyes set on Elena. Just as he leaps, I jump in the way with the Goblin colliding with me. My feet stagger to stay standing and I barely see Elena though the Goblins hands that cover my face.

"Go! Find the Dwarves!"

"I can't leave you!"

"Just go!" I shout as I feel my feet trip and I go falling over the railing into a dark crevice of the mountain.

"BILBO!"

(Elena)

I watch as my friend disappears into the black abyss of the cave. Covering my mouth I stand there staring into the dark hoping to see some sort of sign. To see if he is still alive.

"Bilbo!" I call out only to hear my echo answer back "BILBO!" but it's no use. It's quiet now and I feel the pit in my stomach. The tears in my eyes I dare not let fall. If I allow grief to take hold I shall crumple and be of no use to the others who still need my help. Taking hold of the axe galadriel gave me I wipe the rogue tear that slides down my cheek.

"I will find them..." I whisper aloud "I promise you Bilbo, I'll find them."

(Thorin)

Were led down a dark vast network of tunnels and across wooden bridges. The deeper were led in the more of the thousands of Goblins we see. As we come to the center of the Goblins hideaway, we find ourselves in the open throne room to the feet of the Goblin King. With a wheeze and nasty cough, the wart of a monster, larger and far uglier than any other Goblin, steps down. Leaning on his skull-topped mace for support he glares down at us "Who would be so bold as to come armed into my kingdom? Spies? Thieves? Assassins?"

The Goblin that led his recruits and the rest of us here sneers "Dwarves, your malevolence."

"Dwarves?" The Goblin King exclaims.

"We found them on the front porch."

He scoffs "Well, don't just stand there! Search them! Every crack, every crevice."

The goblins rush forward, searching through our coats and pockets. I'm harshly shoved and jabbed at while my coat is nearly torn in the search process. Whatever the Goblins find and pull out they destroy.

"Your malevolence!" a Goblin shouts from behind the crowd. Were forced to part the way as two goblins brings forward another individual with a sack over their head.

"We found you a dazzling diamond!" the goblin hisses and removes the sack.

My eyes widen as I look at Elena who is now in the midst of the Goblin hoard. There are scratches, cuts, and bruises along her arms and neck, no doubt from the fall to get down here and the scrap with the Goblins. Her eyes stare up in horror and disgust at the Goblin King who looms over her inching closer.

"You're a pretty little thing, aren't you?" he grumbles running a fat finger through her hair. I grit my teeth and push forward but the Goblins hold me back.

"The women of mankind are so soft.... sweet. A delicacy really."

Elena looks frightened but I can see the strength in her eyes "Oh please, your too kind."

Sneering the Goblin King looks back to the rest of us as the Goblins force Elena to stand. We all huddle back together, and I snake my way behind Elena. I take hold of her wrist tightly causing her to flinch. However, I see her shoulders slightly relax upon realizing its me.

"Here." I whisper and slide my fingers down her wrist and interlace with her hand. Tightly she squeezes as we all stand together looking up to the monstrous Goblin.

"What are you doing in these parts?" he asks but we all remain silent "Very well, if they will not talk, we'll make them squawk! Bring out the mangler! Bring out the bone breaker! Start witht the youngest!."

He points right to Elena who steps back "What?!" The Goblins quickly take hold of her. She struggles against them and protests trying to break free. I lose my grip on her hand as they pull her away from me. The rest of the Company joins in trying to take hold of her as I step out "Wait!"

I step forward pulling Elena form the Goblins grasp. Pushing her behind me I square up to the giant goblin who looks down to me with a most amused expression. Elena stands close behind holding onto my outstretched arm that shields her. The Goblin grins "Well,well,well, look who it is. Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror, King under the mountain."

Mockingly he bows as his minion's snicker. However, he quickly stands upright "Oh, but I'm forgetting, you don't have a mountain. And you're not a king. Which makes you nobody really."

He jests don't bother me but what does push me to the brink is the way his bulging eyes look to Elena. He grins and his eyes scan her body up and down. Obviously thinking of perversions of her. It would be his mistake to even think of trying them. Perhaps that is what brings him satisfaction knowing that his wandering eyes alone infuriate me.

The Goblin lowers his voice looming over me pulling my thoughts of slicing his head from his shoulders "I know someone who would pay a pretty price for you head. Just the head, nothing attached. Perhaps you know of whom I speak. An old enemy of yours. A pale Orc among a white Warg."

I feel the sickness rise within me and my body tenses. The images of my grandfather's head being held high above the pale Orc flashes before me. The next is that of his mace coming down on me time and time again. Just before my fear takes over, I clench my fist glaring up to the Goblin King "Azog was slain in battle long ago."

"So, you think his defiling days are done?" he hisses then turns to his tiny goblin scribe "Send word to the Pale Orc. Tell him, I have found his prize."

For a moment he stills and glances back to Elena "Both of them."