I jumped onto the ram Thorin was riding on and situated myself right behind him. Though the problem was that I couldn't sit on the back of the ram like I would a horse; I was a bit too big for the pony sized animal so instead I was more crouched on the back of the creature. I was balancing myself on the animal as we rode forward, the bow in my hand and every so often I would be notching an arrow back and firing it at any orc that ended up getting passed the horns of the rams.

Behind me, my nephews were in the same position as I was, but they were riding with Fili and Kili. My eldest was with Fili while my youngest was behind Kili. They had their swords drawn and ready if they needed to assist the others, but the rams were doing most of the work and we were quickly making our way to Ravenhill.

"Lead on!" Dwalin yelled out over the noise as we forced our way through the army that stood in our way.

(Gandalf's P.O.V)

I was standing by a stairway and watched from the second floor as a giant troll was taken down by arrows, falling down the stairway and collapsing dead on top another pack of orcs that was storming our way. I smiled in relief and moved away, limping slightly and supporting myself with my staff.

"We may yet survive this." I said smiling a bit.

"Gandalf!" Bilbo's voice called out to me. "Gandalf!"

I slowly turned to make my way to where the hobbit was standing, and I bought my staff up and knocked an orc that was to the left of me while continuing on to where Bilbo was standing. I was exhausted as I made my way to the corner of the wall.

"It's Thorin!" Bilbo said happily as he turned to look back at me. "Belle is with him as well!"

When I reached him I looked to where he was looking at and saw four rams racing up the side of the mountain.

"And Fili, Kili, Dwalin, and Bellethiel's kin." I said in relief. "He's taking his best warriors."

"To do what?" Bilbo asked.

"To cut the head off the snake." I sneered as I watched all of them reach higher grounds, getting closer to the lookout where the pale gundabad orc was situated on, sending commands down below. 'Be careful all of you...'

(Bellethiel's P.O.V)

We were getting closer...the moment we were clear of the army the rams began to climb up the mountain side and I slung the bow across my back and held on tight to Thorin's shoulder to keep from falling off.

When we reached the lookout, the opposite side of where Azog was situated on, there was enemies waiting for us. I jumped off the ram, rolling as I hit the ground to slow myself down before coming to a stop on one of the staircases. The moment I heard an orc coming up from behind me I took out my sword Ringil and plunged it into the chest of the orc. Once I finished off any enemy that came my way I raced up to where I had seen Thorin and Dwalin jump off their ride.

When I reached the platform where all of them stood I saw Thorin behead an orc over a pedestal, its head rolling in my direction. I quickly ran to his side and killed off one that was coming up from behind him.

From above I could hear another set of hooves coming toward us. Fili and Beriohtarion jumped off and joined our fight along with Kili and Balamaethor. There wasn't as many orcs as when we were down on the battlefield below, but there were still a lot of them that we had to kill off to feel somewhat safe to let our guard down.

In time there was only the seven of us standing around with bodies littering the ground, the heads of the orcs strewn everywhere.

I took a deep breath and looked around at the familiar scene. The watchtower where Azog was supposed to be was deserted; the frozen lake was the only thing that stood between us and the watchtower.

'This is it...it is a game of chance from this point on...' I thought as I gripped the hilt of my sword tighter. 'if I do not take the chance and try...then I will have truly failed.'

(Bilbo's P.O.V)

I was standing close to Gandalf, still glancing to where my friends had vanished off to when the voice of a male bought my attention behind me.

"Gandalf!" The voice called out.

I turned to follow where the voice had come from and saw that elf prince from Mirkwood, what was his name again? Legolas? Yes, I think that was his name. He jumped off a white horse followed by the red head elf. Tauriel I think was her name...Kili had mentioned her from time to time in Esgaroth.

"Legolas." Gandalf called to the elf, relieved to see him. "Legolas Greenleaf!"

"There is a second army." Legolas informed, coming to stand in front of Gandalf. "Bolg leads a force of Gundabad orcs. They are almost upon us."

"Gundabad." Gandalf repeated, suddenly coming to realize something as he smirked. "This was their plan all along." I quickly moved to the grey wizard's side to listen in to the new information. "Azog engages our forces then Bolg sweeps in from the North."

"Wha-Th-The North?" I repeated in exasperation, turning to look in all directions. "Where is the North exactly?"

"Ravenhill..." Gandalf answered, walking forward to where we were standing before.

"Ravenhill?" I said, looking to Legolas and then following Gandalf to look back to where my friends would be, slightly panicking at how the situation is turning out. "Thorin is up there. And Fili and Kili. Belle! They're all up there."

(Tauriel's P.O.V)

"Thorin is up there. And Fili and Kili. Belle! They're all up there." The little Halfling said as I turned my gaze up to look to where Mithrandir and the Halfling were looking.

A mist had begun to settle up on the lookout and I could feel something terrible was about to happen. Maybe...the feeling came because I knew Kili was up there, in a place that would soon be overrun...or possible it was more. That they were walking into a slaughterhouse, but all I knew was that I needed to get up there.

I reached into my pocket and felt the small, smooth stone that was nestled at the bottom. My fingers grazed over the engravings and I felt my heart clench. I remembered when he had given it to me...it was back in Esgaroth the night before they left for the mountain.

"Tauriel."

The voice had caught me off guard; I was patrolling the West as Bellethiel had ordered. I was walking around under one of the houses when I heard a quiet voice call out to me and it took me by surprise for I bought my short sword out and pointed it in the direction I had heard it come from. It was dark out, pitch black, but the moon had shone through a crack in the floorboards above me, shining a light on the figure before me. I could see a short person with dark brown hair, his hands were held up as a show of peace and I knew who stood before me.

"Kili..." I breathed out before quickly retracting my sword. "you gave me quite a scare! What are you doing out so late at night! You shouldn't be here; you should be getting some sleep for you have a long day ahead of you!"

"I know, but I needed to see you." Kili said, coming more into the moonlight, smiling up at me.

"How did you get past Bellethiel?" I questioned curiously, bending down and taking a seat on one of the crates near me, my right leg crossed over my left as I folded my hands over my knee.

"I'm very sneaky." Kili answered, coming to stand in front of me.

"I highly doubt that you could have gotten passed Bellethiel." I said, smiling at the young dwarf prince. "It's very dangerous to be out alone, especially if an orc pack could come and attack at any second.

"I know..." Kili said, shuffling a bit. "okay, maybe I wasn't so sneaky, Belle did catch me but I think she knew where I was going and let me go. But I came because I wanted to ask you to come with me. Come to the mountain with me."

"Kili..." I said, looking to him sadly.

"I know how I feel. I'm not afraid." Kili said sincerely. "You make me feel alive, and I want you to come with me to the mountain. I know my uncle wouldn't mind."

I looked at him and thought about it before sighing.

"I can't Kili..." I said sadly, looking away.

"Tauriel..." Kili said bringing his hand under my chin and turning my face back to look at him. "Amrâlimê"

I looked up at the dwarf a bit in shock, backing up just a bit.

"I don't know what that means." I said, backing up a bit.

"I think you do." Kili said smiling happily, his face getting closer to my own. "Then how about this Le melithon anuir (I will love you forever)."

I laughed quietly, placing a hand over my mouth before looking back to Kili.

"When did you learn elvish?" I questioned.

"I...may have asked Bellethiel to teach me." Kili smiled in a charming way while scratching the back of his head.

"I'm impressed." I smiled, my heart racing in my chest before I sighed sadly. "I cannot go with you Kili...they are your people and I...I have stuff to do here."

Kili's smile vanished from his face, he looked so heartbroken and it hurt knowing that I had caused him that pain.

The brunette dwarf suddenly smiled, reached out for my hand, taking it in his own before placing something smooth into the palm of my hand. I looked down and saw that it was the stone his mother had given him, the one that first got us talking back in Thranduil's realm. He closed my hand over it before placing his own over mine and brought us close.

"Keep it." Kili said, looking into my eyes. "As a promise."

I nodded and smiled at Kili before he leaned in and placed a kiss to my cheek.

'Kili...' I thought before quickly turning to leave. 'I'm coming.'

(Bellethiel's P.O.V)

Thorin stood at the edge of the platform looking straight at the lookout once all the enemies were defeated. I took a step back, away from where Thorin, Fili, Kili, and Dwalin were standing and bought my nephews with me.

"From this point on, it is very important that you follow...everything I say from this point on." I whispered quietly to the two. "Do you understand?"

"What are you talking about?" Beriohtarion questioned.

"Is there something you're not telling us Nana?" Balamaethor questioned.

"There is no time for questions, just tell me that you understand..." I said sternly. "It is very important that you do exactly as I say."

"We understand." Beriohtarion answered for the two of them.

"Fili, take your brother." Thorin said, catching our attention. "Scout out the towers. Keep low and out of sight. If you see anything, report back. Do not engage. Do you understand?"

"Thorin..." I called out, bringing his attention to us. "maybe splitting up is not such a good idea..."

"We need to know what's going on Bellethiel..." Thorin said, looking to me. "we need to know where he is."

"Then I will go." I volunteered, hoping to change the outcome and not have Fili and Kili go to the watchtower. "I would rather I go then put Fili and Kili in danger."

I could tell that Thorin was stuck on what to do; I can tell he wouldn't want to send either of us and if he went I think he knows I would say no as well. His jaw tensed and I could see his hands clench and unclench.

"Uncle...we'll go." Fili said, stepping forward.

"Wait...!" I said suddenly as Thorin looked to his nephew.

"Belle..." Kili said, stepping forward and placing his hand in my own, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "we'll be alright, we promise."

"I still do not think it is such a good idea..." I said looking to Thorin, but at this point the three Durin's began talking amongst them, planning out what to do once they get. 'No matter what I say...it's not changing anything!'

I growled in irritation before turning to my nephews.

"Once Fili and Kili make their way to the lookout, knowing them they will split up." I looked to Beriohtarion. "You need to make your way to the bottom of the lookout. Be prepared for anything that comes from above."

"Yes." Beriohtarion nodded.

"I still don't understand what's going on Nana!" Balamaethor said in irritation.

"Once this is over...I will explain everything. Just please do as I command without questioning me." I said in irritation. "I am taking a gamble here, and I am hoping that it works out in the end. I need you to follow Kili, wherever he goes and make sure he never leaves your sight. Follow him at all cost!"

"And what about Fili?" Beriohtarion questioned.

"He will be on your watch; he will join you at the bottom of the lookout..." I sighed sadly. "Honestly...he is going to drop from above and I would like you to catch him."

"This is one of those things that you don't want us to question right?" Beriohtarion questioned.

I nodded my head.

"Just be in your positions and I will do my part." I said to my nephews. "You stay at the bottom of the lookout Beriohtarion and prepare yourself for whatever comes your way. Balamaethor...you will stay with Kili. Yes? It is crucial that you follow my instructions you two...do not do anything stupid!"

"We understand." The two answered before a screech in the distance bought our attention elsewhere.

"We've got company." Dwalin informed soon after. "Goblin mercenaries! No more than a hundred."

I took the bow off my back and slid an arrow in place.

"Keep low and out of sight, and I will do the same. Something big is about to happen...if we do not try then we will have failed." I said to my nephews. "You two have your orders, and I have my own to follow...good luck and may the Valar be with us."

"We'll take care of them. Go!" Thorin ordered as he bought up his sword. "Go!"

"Follow them!" I hissed out as I bought my bow up and shot a goblin off the top of the wall, sending him falling over the side that he climbed from.

I watched as my nephews quickly followed Fili and Kili, being careful not to be noticed while I made my way back to Thorin's side.

(Beriohtarion's P.O.V)

"What's going on brother...?" My brother questioned as the two of us silently followed the Durin Princes, making sure to always have them in our sights.

"I'm not sure...only Nana knows and we must trust that she knows what she's doing..." I spoke out quietly. "We have our orders...and we must follow it. We came because we told Nana we would watch any that she can't..."

I watched as Fili and Kili entered the abandoned fortress and my brother and I nodded to each other. I placed my forehead against his before pulling away.

"This is where we separate...be safe." I said.

"You too, brother..." Balamaethor said as we both nodded and took off in different directions. I headed to where I was instructed to go while my brother headed inside; following Fili and Kili close behind.

(Balamaethor's P.O.V)

I followed Fili and Kili inside the fortress, when they had seen me it took them both by surprise, but I had told them that I was following my mothers' orders and they did not protest about me tagging along.

When we had come to a fork in the path, we looked around, trying to decide which way to go before something falling to the ground caught our ears.

Kili was about to head to our right before Fili placed a hand on his brothers' chest stopping him.

"Stay here. Search the lower levels." Fili ordered his brother. "I've got this."

Kili turned to leave and Fili turned to look at me.

"Watch over my brother," Fili pleaded. "please."

Following Kili was what Nana had said...but I did not want to leave Fili behind to face whatever was there alone. Nana said to follow her commands...but I got a bad feeling that if I left Fili to go by himself, something bad would happen.

"My brother is searching the lower halls, I will follow you." I said nodding in the direction the noise had come from. "Kili will be alright with my brother."

Fili looked a bit unsure, before nodding and the two of us followed the path to where the noise had come from.

(Bellethiel's P.O.V)

"Where is that orc filth?" Dwalin growled out.

We had finished off the goblin mercenaries that had come from over the walls, now we took to waiting...looking to the fortress for any signs of life. My bow was still drawn, another arrow notched in place as I hid behind the wall, looking up to where I knew Azog was about to show himself.

"Thorin." A voice called out suddenly.

I looked behind to see Bilbo suddenly standing there, breathing heavily while holding his sides and attempting to catch his breathe.

"Bilbo." Thorin called out in shock as he stepped up to the hobbit.

"You have to leave here. Now. Azog has another army attacking from the North." Bilbo informed us, bending over with his hands on his knees. "This watchtower will be completely surrounded. There'll be no way out."

"We are so close. That orc scum is in there." Dwalin growled out, stepping up to Thorin. "I say we push on."

"No! That's what he wants." Thorin said, placing a hand on Dwalin's chest to prevent him from going any further. "He wants to draw us in. This is a trap."

Through all this, even though I was happy to see Bilbo, I had to keep my eyes trained at the watchtower. I kept a firm hand on my arrow that was placed on my bow and I waited expectedly for the orc to show his ugly face.

(Balamaethor's P.O.V)

I followed Fili close behind as we searched everywhere for any signs of life, any sound...but we came up with nothing.

"I don't like this Fili...we should head back." I said quietly as I looked behind us once again.

"Wait...there's light." Fili called out.

I looked in front of us and saw light headed our way.

"Come on! We must leave!" I urged out in a whisper, tugging bag on his coat.