《Adventures Of The Powerful, Strong, and Desperate》Chapter 30 Tricking A Dragon
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Allie
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I fly to duck behind one of the many stone pillars while scanning for Emily. I see her hiding under a set of stairs with a hand over her mouth. I mimic her movement to keep from breathing to loudly and hold a millions screams of utter terror in.
"I smell you. I hear your breath. I feel your air. Where are you? Where are you?!" Smaug questions loudly. I hear more shifting coins and dare a peak. He's up and looking for Bilbo. Maybe he doesn't notice that there's more than one of us?
Bilbo is completely gone. How I don't know and I can't care right now. Suddenly I see coins shifting and forming a other away from Smaug. That must be Bilbo running as he should. Smaug grins and follows the movements. I desperately try to form a plan but I can't fly out and get Bilbo, risking being flamed. I see the coins stop moving behind a pillar.
"Come, now. Don't be shy. Step into the light," Smaug coaxes with a huge smirk on his face. Yavanna, I wanna stab him in the eye. Smaug looks around and I immediately slam my back against the pillar I'm behind. I hope he didn't see me.
"Mm. There is something about you. Something you carry. Something made of gold. But far more...precious," Smaug remarks coolly. Peering around again I see Bilbo. Oh wait I can see Bilbo! He's gasping and panting and now Smaug can see him too!!
"Nononononono," I whisper panicky. I have to do something! Bilbo catches my eyes and mouths "no." I freeze and stay still.
"There you are, thief in the shadows." Bilbo clears his throat and steps back from Smaug and the pillar.
"I did not come to steal from you, oh Smaug, the unaccessibly wealthy. I merely wanted to gaze upon your magnificence. To see if you really were as great as the old tales say," Bilbo's voice climbs an octave with each sentence till he squeaks. "I did not believe them." Smaug grins and steps around Bilbo to stand tall and proud revealing his entire stature.
"And do you now?" he booms. That's when I catch site of the scale-less spot under his left wing. Bain was telling the truth!
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"Truly. The tales and songs fall utterly short of your enormity, oh Smaug, the stupendous," Bilbo compliments shakily. I forget to breath as Smaug leans in close to Bilbo.
"Do you think flattery will keep you alive?" I seize and I swear I can hear my own heart thumping.
"No. No," Bilbo stutters.
"No indeed. You seem familiar with my name. But I don't remember smelling your kind before. Who are you and where do you come from, may I ask?" Oh please do not tell the dragon where the Shire is Bilbo, please. Bilbo opens his mouth then stops and stares at the ground. I look and see a shining jewel that glow brightly with different colors. That has to be the Arkenstone.
"I...I come from under the hill," Bilbo stammers and I breathe sigh of relief. With a split second decision I dart to another pillar closer to a Bilbo incase a last minute rescue is needed. Smaug doesn't notice he's too wrapped up in scaring the shit out of Bilbo.
"Underhill?" Bilbo nods rapidly and talks a step closer to the shining jewel.
"And under hills and over hills my path has led. And...and through the air, I am he who walks unseen," Bilbo rambles. The title peeks the dragons interest. Thank Yavanna.
"Impressive, what else do you claim to be?" Smaug questions and brings his face very close to Bilbo. My heart jerky stops beating when I see Bilbo close enough to touch Smaugs teeth.
"I am...luck...luck wearer, riddle...riddle maker," Bilbo says in a weak voice. He waves a hand in front of his nose and I can just imagine the stench of the dragons breath.
"Lovely titles. Go on." Bilbo coughs and claps his hands together.
"Barrel rider."
"Barrels? Now that is interesting. And what about your little dwarf friends? Oh and the ones like you? Where are they hiding?" Smaug inquires and my breath catches. Dammit! I freeze and hold my breath too scared to even breathe.
"Dw...dwarves? And more like me? No. No, no. No dwarves here or anyone else. You've got that all wrong," Bilbo lies playing dumb. Brave Bilbo should be a new title for him.
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"Oh, I don't think so, barrel rider. They sent you and your others in here to do their dirty work while they skulk about outside," Smaug hisses and sits up looking around with his dragon eyes.
"Truly, you are mistaken, oh Smaug, chiefest and greatest of calamities," Bilbo insists, topping his lie with a compliment.
"You have nice manners for a thief and a liar. I know the smell and taste of Dwarf. No one better. It is the gold, they are drawn to treasure like flies to dead flesh," Smaug exclaims in an almost angry voice. Bilbo shakes his head and takes more steps towards the Arkenstone while Smaug moves about the room searching. With one step Smaug sends the stone bouncing down the hill of treasure and Bilbo tumbling after.
"Did you think I did not know this day would come? That a pack of canting dwarves would come crawling back to the mountain." Smaug starts stomping about and I desperately fly quickly to different hiding doors praying to every god I know that he doesn't find me or Emily, or kill Bilbo. With each step the Arkenstone gets further from Bilbo.
Bilbo falls over a step and gets covered with coins. Smaug angrily knocks over a pillar causing the whole mountain to shake. I pray the dwarves take that as a sign to come help.
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Lacy
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The whole room shakes and some dust comes through the ceiling. Kili groans loudly and Alex just remains unconscious.
"Da?" the oldest daughter, Sigrid, asks looking out the window.
"It's coming from the mountain," Bain states. Bard looks at his children worried then at us.
"You should leave us. Take your children and get out of here," Fili suggests. He doesn't want to be responsible for the death of this family. I don't either.
"And go where? There is nowhere to go," Bard snaps sourly. He has every right to be angry at us. We brought this upon him and his town.
"Are we going to die, Da?" the youngest, Tilda, asks. Her big eyes stare at her father and her small hands clutch a teddy bear.
"No, darling," Bard replies and rubs her shoulder.
"The dragon, it's going to kill us," Tilda whimpers. The sweet girl is too smart for her own good. Bard shakes his head and rips a black arrow from a net hanging from the ceiling. I gasp that's the last arrow of Girion. The only way to kill the dragon! Maybe this is a spark of hope.
"Not if I kill it first."
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Emily
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As Bilbo distracts the dragon and Allie watches him I sneak up the stairs and run out of the mountain.
"The dragons awake I repeat the dragon is awake! Bilbo is talking to it and Allie is hiding but I don't think they'll be alive much longer," I rush out as soon as I'm clear. The dwarves all stair at me and I pant and shake. "We need to do something."
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Allie
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"The King Under the Mountain is dead. I took his throne, I ate his people like a wolf among sheep," Smaug crowd and stomps. Bilbo goes rolling down another bill frantically reaching for the Arkenstone. Smaug glides down the room after him and I stay behind. I grab my iron sword from the lake men and hold it up as I silently fly behind Smaug. "I kill where I wish, when I wish. My armor is iron. No blade can pierce me!" Smaug booms crushing a pillar of stone to emphasize. I whimper and fly under a set of stairs pulling my wings in close. This dragon is capable of killing thousands I need to be careful with how I handle this. "What was that?" Oh no he heard me.
"What was what?" Bilbo asks and I squeeze my eyes shut.
"That sound it wasn't from you but someone else. Some one under...here!" the stair case is ripped up and I'm left exposed. I scream loudly in surprise. I'm not going to lie I'm scared to death of this beast. Who wouldn't be?
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Emily
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Allie's scream echoes through the mountain and outside. I know it her because Bilbo's isn't as horrific sounding.
"Oh my Valor Allie!"
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