"Wake up!" My eyes were closed but I could hear someone hissing at us. "Wake up, all of you!" It sounded like Thorin. I fluttered open up my eyes and pulled my head off Kili's chest. "What's happening?" I asked.

My fear spiked as the floor below us began to dissolve. I tried to back up against the cold wall but it was no use. Our screams merged together as the floor be beneath us as we slid down the tunnel into a place that was unknown to us. Dwarves smashed into each other, tumbled down the tunnel and I ended up banging my head. We all eventually fell ontop of each other into a large basket on a platform. I groaned as one of the dwarves landed on me. "Ow."

A gasp shot from my mouth when I looked up and saw hundreds of goblins tackled us and pulled us off the ground. All of the dwarves were struggling and tried to fight the goblins but we were completely outnumbered. A goblin had a tight grip on my shoulder, it dug its crooked, sharp nails deep into my skin. "Ow! Get off of me!" I tried to tear myself from his grip but it only made him deepen his grip on me.

I peered over my shoulder back to see Bilbo being thrown around by a goblin. "Father!" I tried to yell but the goblin held he even tighter, I hissed in pain. I saw Bilbo being thrown onto the floor hard with a loud thump over all the commotion. "Let go of me!" I shouted with gritted teeth. Anger boiled inside of me, I grew furious. I clenched my fists. "Get off me!"

I continued to fight back as Bilbo was trying to fight his own against a hideous goblin. That's it. I was completely blinded by rage as hard as I possibly could I brought my head back and smacked it on the goblins head. It screamed and let go of my arm. My head pounded, I brought my hands to my and growled in pain but I quickly got back into action. How do people make that look so easy?

I grabbed my sword out of my belt and swung my sword at whatever was in front of me. The sword sliced through the goblins neck which made him drop dead. Woah. Once I was finally "free" I ran to Bilbo before any other goblin could grab me, luckily they were ahead so they didn't really notice me, taking the company with them. "Father!" I ran up to the goblin attacking him and sliced the back of his knee which brought him too the ground.

I dove down to Bilbo but as I flying down the goblin manger to grab my ankle and slam me onto the ground as it pulled me back. "(Y/N)!" Bilbo reached out for me but I spun onto my back and slammed my boot as hard as I could into the goblins face, an awful crunch sound sent him crumbling onto the floor, clutching onto his nose.

Before he managed to get up, I didn't even realize how violent I had gotten, I pulled myself off the ground and marched over to him. My lip curled into disgust as I looked down at the wretched creature at my feet. I saw how close to the edge of the platform we were when I debated what to do in my head. No mercy.

The goblin was so close to the edge that he was practically hanging off the edge. So I gave him a little nudge. I pressed the heel of my boot onto his body, and he gave me one final pleading look of fear which made my stomach churn before I rolled him straight off, falling into the eternal debts of darkness.

Once he was gone Bilbo and Is breathing were the only things filling the silence, as the dwarves took all noise with them, including all the other goblins. I didn't even recognize myself just now, it someone i've never met before. I kind of liked it. But this was no time for celebration. The dwarves were else where in this kingdom inside the mountain and we were getting left behind.

"Come on, Father, stand up." I pulled him up by his arm, desperate for him to stand so we could stay with the others. You do not want to get lost in a place like this. "I didn't know you could that!" He exclaimed in shock. "Well there's a lot of firsts on this adventure." For the first time since we fell down that whole Bilbo was finally back on his feet.

Bilbo smiled at me until he looked over my shoulder and his entire face dropped. "(Y/N)! Look out!" I ducked down straight down to the floor as a goblin jumped over me and flew straight into Bilbo. "Father!" I screamed as the creature fell into darkness and took Bilbo with him. The only light I could see was his sword which was glowing light blue.

I crouched on the edge of the platform to see if I could see him, or even the bottom. I was horrified. God knows how far he fell and I didn't even want to think about when he lands. "Father!" My voice echoed throughout the cave. I brought my fist to my mouth and bit down hard on thumb.

A tear threatened to fall from my eye before I was tackled by yet another goblin. I growled in frustration as it dragged me to the rest of the dwarves. What am I going to do now? I tried and tried again to fight him off but it was no use so I just let him take me and just hoped that I would be re-united with the dwarves. If they're even alive.

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We made it to a very long bridge which, at the end of it, had a large throne. On the throne was a large, fat goblin, much larger than all the others. I couldn't see him that well from where I was but hundreds, possibly thousands of goblins were watching me walk down the bridge in the hands of a goblin but the company were yet to see me coming.

As we got closer I could see the crowd of goblins and dwarves in front of the large goblin that wore a crown on his head. That must be their king. I couldn't hear what the goblin king was saying to them but I don't think it was a warm welcome.

I had nearly made it to the throne. The king had asked them something but as I would expect, they said nothing. "Very well. If they will not talk, we'll make them squawk." Oh no. "Bring up the mangler! Bring up the bonebreaker. with the youngest." With his staff he pointed at Ori, he looked terrified.

"Wait, your menevolence!" The goblin holding me began calling out. I lifted my foot kicked him in the knee as I could, trying to silence him. "Shut up!" I hissed at him. He released whined and clutched his knee, cryinf like a literal baby. I rolled my eyes. "Oh come on," I put my hands on my hips "I didn't even kick you that hard!" Men are such babies.

"You do not speak unless I tell you to," the goblin king looked at me "she-hobbit." he said with disgust. The goblin grabbed back onto my shoulder and brought me closer to the king. He pushed us past all the dwarves. They all watched me, worried, as I got closer to the king.

"I found her on our front porch, probably trying to wriggle free from us." The goblin threw me onto the floor before the king. "Ow!" I grunted as I slammed onto the wooden floor. "So, you thought you could escape. Well she-hobbit," he grabbed my chin and made me look at him, still whilst I was on the floor "You thought wrong." He basically threw my jaw and I heard it click.

I tried to pull myself off the floor but the goblin king picked my up by my tunic. I kicked and punched but I was only punching the air. He brought me out to his eye-level. He starred into my eyes and licked his lips. "You very beautiful." "Bite me!" I spat in his face but he didn't flinch.

"Fierce as well. You would make an amazing Goblin Queen." His words echoed throughout the cave and I felt sick. I looked back at the dwarves on the floor. They all looked angry but Kili looked furious, like he was about to attack any second now. I made eye-contact with Thorin. "Help me" I mouthed to him so the goblin king wouldn't hear. He did a small nod and I felt a bit better.

I looked back in-front of me to see the king close to my face. "Oh God." I turned away and covered my nose. "What is it?" I didn't respond but I did bring a hand up to my mouth as I physically gagged, on the brink of throwing up. He reeked of sweat, waste and a literal rotting corpse.

I turned back to him and he looked disgusted. "Your behaviour is disgusting," he looked down to the goblins "Take her away, she may come out when she has learned proper manners toward her king." He dropped me onto the floor and it was a long way before I hit the ground.

I smashed onto the ground and I moaned in pain as members from the company gasped. My mouth formed into an O as I grabbed my side and arched my back. I must have broken a rib. Through starry vision of shooting pain a goblin was about to grab me but Thorin came forward. "Wait!" He barked.

"Well, look who it is," he looked down at Thorin "Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror. King, under the mountain." The goblin king bowed with a smirk on his face. "But oh wait! You don't have a mountain, and your not a king. Which makes you nobody, really." He walked closer to Thorin, almost crushing me if I hadn't army crawled out the way. "I know someone who would pay a pretty price for your head. Just a head," he chuckled "Nothing attached."

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The goblin king sang a god-awful song about Goblin Town. I had been tied by some sort of rope to the leg of the throne as if I were some trophy that had been won, or a prisoner. I tried to wriggle myself out but I couldn't, I couldn't even reach my sword behind me around my waist.

The dwarves were being stripped of all their weapons and I watched Kili shove a goblin away when it reached down for his swords resting in his belt. "Get off me!" He snapped.

My eyes wondered over the crowd as a goblin picked up Thorin's sword only to scream and throw it onto the floor. The goblin king back up in horror onto his throne, once again almost crushing me. But you know, it's whatever. "I know that sword! It is the Goblin-cleaver!" The goblins began to fight the dwarves. "The blade that sliced a thousand necks!" I felt hopeless just standing here whilst the dwarves were fighting. "Slash them!" "Beat them!" "Kill them!" Well this can't be good.

Four goblins held Thorin down by his arms ans legs. "Oh no." I said to myself. A goblin held his dagger above Thorin's neck. All of the other dwarves were distracted in battle. I began to panic for Thorin. "Someone help him!" No one could hear. Just as the goblin brought down his dagger a bright, white light blinded the goblins. I was able to shield my eyes from the light just in time.

Once the light had faded Gandalf stood there with his staff and sword in hand and i'd never been so relieved to see him. "Pick up your arm and fight. Fight!" All of the dwarves were able to grab their weapons and began to fight. I, on the other hand, was still tied up. I had to watch all of the dwarves fight for their lives, it's the worst feeling ever.

Thorin was able to knock the goblin king which made stumble and fall down into the darkness. Guess that eliminates the stench. "Kili!" I tried to call for someone to help me "Fili! Bofur! Dwalin! Thorin! Anyone?" Then, almost out of nowhere, Kili appeared by my side cutting the ropes. "You remembered me!" The ropes fell onto the floor and I felt so much more free. "Of course I remembered you," he laughed under his breath and smiled "I would never forget you."

I quickly hugged his around the neck as we had a town of goblins quick on our tails, he wrapped a single arm around me before releasing me and handing me my sword which me reached behind me to get. "Follow me. Quick!" Gandalf began to run off so we all followed. We ran over bridges and on platforms. Goblins from all around tried to stop us and kill us but they couldn't keep up and when they did, they didn't stand a chance.

We all grabbed onto a very long plank of wood and ran into the goblins coming our way. We were cutting ropes, breaking bridges and killing goblins and it felt amazing. I think we might actually make it out alive. Goblins were shooting arrows at me and Kili from a platform up above.I was able to dodge them and Kili was able to block them with his sword like it was nothing. Wow. We picked up a ladder together and made a bridge to get across to the other platforms.

We finally made it to the end and saw a path out just at the end of the bridge. We're so close. We ran towards it until the goblin king crashed through the bridge and rolled onto it with us, pulling himself onto his feet. We all gathered behind Gandalf but more goblins were coming from all directions. "You thought you could escape me!? Take my own Goblin Queen away from me?"

That's it! I stepped forward with my sword in my right hand. "Oh for Gods sake! I am not yours!" I took a step closer to him "I am not your property!" Another step closer "And I am most certainly not. your. Queen!" I took my sword and sliced open his stomach. He clutched his belly and fell by my feet. "Farewell, your menevolence." I smirked and sliced his neck which killed him and sent him over the edge. The company cheered from behind me. The goblin king is dead!

We were celebrating until the bridge under us collapsed and feel down. We all began screaming as we crashed through goblins, bridges and many more as we got closer to the bottom. We finally reached the floor with a huge crash and the entire bridge crumbled with some of us beneath it. All the dwarves had either wooden planks on them or another dwarf on-top of them. I luckily only hand a plank on me as I was more thrown off to the side. "Well, that coulda been worse." Bofur sat up and lightly chuckled.

We all screamed and groaned as the goblin king's body landed on us, adding an excessive amount of weight onto our chests . "You've got to be joking ." Dwalin growled. "Well that's two of my ribs now." I said to myself as I clutched my chest. "Gandalf!" Kili screamed from the other side of the pile.

I looked to my left to see hundreds of goblins running straight as us. "No!" I yelled before Gloin beside me pulled me up off the ground so we could all runaway. Can I just have 5 minutes to catch my breath!? "Only one thing will save us. Daylight! Everyone follow me!" We got up and ran after Gandalf. I hope he knows a way out of I will be a goblin queen after all.

We were running through cracks in the wall until we finally found daylight. Thank God. We all ran out into the light and I had never been so happy to see the sun. The sky was golden and the air was clean, the stench of goblins far behind us, although, I might have to burn these clothes. A breeze rushed through my hair as we sprinted down the hill and I took a big inhale of the nature around me. How can the world be so horrifying one moment and truly breathtaking the next?

We were safe. But what about Bilbo?