Chapter 22: Stupid Orcs!

Last chapter for the movie!! I've decided to just get into it really

Start of recap...

The Company reaches a large outcropping of land with a few trees growing on it; they are trapped there, as there is no way off the outcropping besides a great fall down the mountain.

[Gandalf:] "Up into the trees, all of you! Come on, climb! Bilbo, climb!"

Bifur throws an axe, killing a Warg which was approaching him. Bofur jumps off a rock and grabs a tree branch, using Dwalin's head as a stepping stone to the tree.

Other dwarves begin climbing into the trees as well. Bilbo tries to pull his sword out of the dead Warg's head, but it is stuck firmly. He continues to pull.

[Thorin:] "They're coming!"

"Hurry bilbo!" shrieks the little elfling

End of recap...

Third person pov...

Gandalf climbs to the top of the furthest tree pushing Calen up on the branch above him; Dwalin boosts Balin up. Thorin, Bombur, and the rest climb up trees too.

The main body of Wargs and Warg Riders approach. Bilbo finally manages to pull his sword out of the Warg; he looks up to see several more Wargs running at him.

He quickly clambers up a tree as the Wargs rush below him. Dozens of Wargs circle the trees in which the Company members are perched.

Gandalf reaches out with his staff and picks up a moth sitting in the same tree as him.

Bringing the moth close to his face, he whispers to it; he then blows it gently, causing it to flutter away.

Calen leaned down trying to listen to what he was saying but even with her elf ears she still couldn't hear, instead she pouted and crossed her arms.

The Wargs cease their growling and turn as the White Warg, with Azog on its back, approaches slowly. Thorin looks at Azog in shock.

[Thorin:] "Azog?!"

'Okay yep never gonna sleep again after seeing his ugly face' though Calen as Azog came into the light.

As his White Warg growls, Azog strokes it and talks ominously. Calen shivers 'its like its his pet or something' she thinks.

[Azog:] "Nuzdigid? Nuzdi gast?" [subtitle: Do you smell it? The scent of fear?] "Ganzilig-i unarug obod nauzdanish, Torin undag Train-ob." [subtitle: I remember your father reeked of it, Thorin son of Thrain.]

Thorin looks stricken with pain and grief, realizing that Azog had captured his father.

[Thorin:] "It cannot be."

[Azog speaks to his Wargs and Riders.]

[Azog:] "Kod, Toragid biriz." [subtitle: That one is mine.] "Worori-da!" [subtitle: Kill the others!]

[At his command, the Wargs leap forward and try to climb the trees. They jump as high as they can, scrabbling at the tree trunks and breaking apart branches in their jaws in their efforts. The trees shake violently at the assault, and the dwarves struggle to hold on.]

[Azog:] "Sho gad adol!" [subtitle: Drink their blood!]

'I'm guessing what he said was bad' thought calen again as Azog spoke.

With the weight of the Wargs climbing it, the furthest tree from the edge of the cliff, which Bilbo and several other dwarves are in, gets uprooted from the ground and begins leaning wildly.

As more Wargs grab onto it, the tree tips over and lands on the next tree; the dwarves and Bilbo jump from the falling tree to the next.

However, this tree as well tips over; like dominoes, all the trees begin falling over. All the dwarves, Bilbo, and Gandalf manage to jump onto the last tree, on the very edge of the cliff. This tree doesn't fall over.

Azog laughs.

Looking around in desperation, Gandalf spies a pinecone.

He grabs it and uses his staff to set the pinecone on fire; he then throws it down amid the Wargs, who retreat in fear of the fire.

Azog is startled and angry at the unexpected resistance

Calen laughs aloud as Gandalf threw the pinecone. Gandalf lights two more pinecones and throws one down to Fili.

[Gandalf:] "Fili!"

Fili catches the pinecone. Bilbo, Calen and the dwarves gather pinecones and Gandalf sets them on fire; they then throw the flaming pinecones like missiles at the Wargs.

Calen was having fun throwing things at the Wargs and Orcs.

All the area around the tree gets set on fire, forcing the Wargs to retreat a distance. At least one Warg gallops away with its fur alight.

Azog roars in anger and frustration as the dwarves cheer. Suddenly, their cheers turn into cries of fear as the roots of the tree they are in start to give way; the tree tips precariously over the edge of the cliff, but comes to a rest sticking straight out away from the edge of the cliff.

Gandalf looks down and sees the ground far, far, below. The dwarves try to hold on as they get flung around.

Ori loses his grip on the tree and falls, but manages to grab on to Dori's leg.

Calen looks over the cliff, her grip tightens on the trunk of the tree as she saw how high they were.

'holy shit!'

[Ori:] "Aahhh! Oh! Oh no!"

[Dori:] "Mister Gandalf!"

[Because of the extra weight, Dori loses his grip on the tree as well and falls, but Gandalf quickly swings his staff down and Dori grabs on to the end of it.]

[Dori:] "Hold on, Ori!"

Azog growls; Thorin, clinging to the tree, looks at him in hate and anger. Thorin pulls himself up, his sword drawn, and walks down the leaning trunk as Bilbo and the others, hanging from the tree, look on.

Thorin runs through the burning ground at Azog and his White Warg. Azog spreads his arms wide with a smug grin on his face. Thorin growls as he runs with his sword up and his oaken branch shield held in front of him.

Azog crouches, then roars as his Warg leaps at Thorin. Thorin tries to swing his sword, but the Warg hits him in the chest with its forepaw, smashing Thorin to the ground.

The other dwarves in the tree look on in shock. Dori struggles to hold on to Gandalf's staff.

"thorin" yells the panicked Elfling who was wishing to be back in Rivendell.

Huge time skip...

(because we all know what happens here and I don't want this chapter to be too long so sorry🥺👉👈)

An eagle swoops out of nowhere and catches them on its back; they yell in fear as they are carried swiftly away.

Several more Eagles appear and join the fray. Some grab Wargs and Orcs and toss them over the cliff.

Others knock down trees, which crush the Wargs below them.

Another Eagle fans the flames with its wings, causing an inferno which burns the Wargs.

Azog snarls in frustration. One Eagle gently grabs Thorin and his sword in its talons and flies away.

As Thorin is lifted off the ground, his oaken branch shield slips off his arm and lands on the ground.

Azog roars and jumps back as an Eagle flies by him; the Eagle heads straight for an alarmed Bibo and snatches him off the ground.

It then throws Bilbo, and he screams as he falls toward the ground, only to land on the back of another Eagle.

The rest of the Eagles proceed to snatch the dwarves out of the tree and fly away. When only Gandalf and Claen are left in their tree, the roots give way and the tree falls off the edge of the cliff.

Gandalf - with Calen under his arm-leaps clear of it and is caught by an Eagle.

As the Eagles fly away with all the Company, Azog and the few Warg Riders left growl in anger and frustration.

The Eagles soar through the sky over a great distance and over many landscapes. Thorin lies unconscious in one Eagle's talons; the others worry about him.

[Fili:] "Thorin!"

The Eagles approach a massive rock structure shaped like a bear; it is the Carrock. The Eagle carrying Thorin gently deposits him and his sword on a flat area on top of the Carrock.

Another Eagle lands on the Carrock and Gandalf slides off its neck, running toward the unconscious Thorin.

[Gandalf:] "Thorin! Thorin."

Thorin is not responding. Bilbo runs up. Gandalf places his hand on Thorin's face and whispers a spell. Thorin's eyes flutter open and he gasps for air. He speaks weakly.

[Thorin:] "The halfling?"

[Gandalf:] "It's all right. Bilbo is here. He's quiet safe."

By now, the other dwarves have all been landed on the Carrock, and they surround the wounded Thorin.

Dwalin and Kili help Thorin up. However, once he's up, he shrugs them off and approaches Bilbo.

[Thorin:] "You! What were you doing? You nearly got yourself killed! Did I not say that you would be a burden? That you would not survive in the wild and that you had no place amongst us?"

Thorin advances until he is face to face with Bilbo, who looks worried and frightened.

[Thorin:] "I've never been so wrong in all my life!"

Thorin grabs Bilbo and embraces him deeply. The other dwarves cheer loudly and slap each other on the back. Gandalf smiles. Bilbo, looking quite surprised, hugs Thorin back.

Calen Squeals loudly and spins around.

"BAGGINSHIELD!!! woooohoooo!!! Yeahhh!!! Bagginshield, Bagginshield!"

She kept on doing this for a few more minutes before stopping as the Dwarves were all looking at her strangely.

[Thorin:] "I am sorry I doubted you."

[Bilbo:] "No, I would have doubted me too. I'm not a hero or a warrior...not even a burglar."

As everyone chuckles, the Eagles fly away, screeching. Thorin looks beyond Bilbo and sees something; he strides forward, and the others follow his gaze.

[Bilbo:] "Is that what I think it is?

In the distance, on the horizon, they see the outline of a single, solitary mountain.

[Gandalf:] "Erebor-The Lonely Mountain. The last of the great dwarf kingdoms of Middle-earth."

[Thorin:] "Our home."

A bird cheeps and flies by.

[Oin:] "A raven! The birds are returning to the mountain."

More birdsong is heard.

[Gandalf:] "That, my dear Oin, is a thrush."

The company all laugh, Calen being the loudest.

[Thorin:] "But we'll take it as a sign - a good omen."

[Bilbo:] "You're right. I do believe the worst is behind us."

The Company looks on at the Lonely Mountain as the sun comes up behind them.

This is officially the end of the first movie!

The desolation of Smaug is next!

Thank you for all your support, so sorry for the huge time skip as well 😅

Bye!

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