You Is A Stupid One, Lou

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Lou's POV

I don't know how, but I managed to fall asleep, it wasn't a pleasant sleep. It was filled with nightmares of those creatures, Ali being lost, our families searching for us.

"Wake up!" I heard a gruff voice in the distance, but sleep was, too powerful and I ignored it. A stinging pain shot through my cheek and I made contact with the ground. I tried to blink away my tears, but it didn't work and a few fell down my cheeks, they hit the ground with a quiet splat. Someone grabbed me roughly by the hair and pulled me backwards, dragging me as I tried to free myself.

"She is up, master" the gruff voice from earlier spoke, I tried to look, but doing so made my hair pull even more. I whimpered, I know that I shouldn't show weakness, but it fucking hurt.

"Let go of her, your presence is no longer needed here" a different deep voice spoke.

"Yes, master" and with that I was pulled foreword and pushed so hard I fell..............again. I put my hands out to stop myself, and it prevented me from landing on my face, but unfortunately it did not prevent my hands from getting sliced up from the rocky ground. My head was throbbing, my eyes burning, and my hands stinging, god I wished I'd stayed with the company. And Ali.

"Who are you?" the voice spoke and I looked up, the pale creature that I saw earlier stood in front of me looking down at me. At first I didn't say anything, I didn't trust my voice not to break down. "I asked you a question", he snarled and I looked away.

"Lou......." I said quietly.

"And what, Lou, were you doing walking in the forest alone?"

"I-I was leaving my friend and a bunch of dwarves, because I didn't want to go on a quest with them" The creature's eyes widened.

"Dwarves? Did any of those dwarves happen to be Thorin Oakenshield?" he asked and I nodded. A devilish smile spread across his face, showing off his fang-like teeth.

"Bolg!" he called and within seconds a huge creature that looked like living proof of what bad plastic surgery can do to someone. As he walked to the pale one, I noticed that I was right in his path, I scrambled up and tried to move. He shoved me hard, I guess I wasn't completely out of the way, I landed on my already sliced up hands and got a face full of gravel.

"Fucking hell!" I yelled and instantly regretted it, Bolg turned and walked straight towards me. He raised his arm and sent the back of his hand towards my face, I braced myself for impact and closed my eyes. It never came.

"Bolg!" I heard, followed by what seemed to be a bunch of mumbo jumbo. I opened my eyes slowly and saw that Bolg had left and I once again was left with the pale one.

"Why are you so happy to find that Thorin Oakenshield is here?" I decided to speak, I hoped I wouldn't regret it. He laughed, laughed?!

"You were traveling with them and you didn't even know the whole story? You are indeed a stupid one" he laughed, and I crossed my arms.

"I was with my friend, we didn't have anywhere else to go. What story?"

"You may notice that I'm missing a part of me" he gestured to his arm "I can thank Thorin for taking it." He said.

"He cut off your arm?" I asked, sure he seemed grumpy, but cutting off someone's arm seems a bit overboard. He nodded.

"I, Azog the Defiler, had decided to take up residence in the abandoned dwarven kingdom of Moria. We had created a pretty good life for ourselves, but Thorin had other plans for us. After the dragon attacked Erebor the dwarves were homeless, so they decided to try and take our home. There was a Great War between the orcs and the dwarves for Moria, it was unfair. It was their fault the dragon came, their greed caused it all to happen and then they decide to try and take someone else's home. The king came at me, tried to kill me and I did the one thing to prevent that. I cut of his head. I threw the head at Thorin and it rolled to his feet, I admit it was cruel, but I wanted to show him what all of this caused. He charged me, we fought fiercely and I thought we would win this battle, I let my guard down and he swung his sword. My arm was off, on the ground in front of me, I've never felt anything more terrible. It stung as if thousands of burning needles had been stuck into the wound. My warriors pulled me out of battle, and the dwarf-scum defeated us, I have been searching everywhere for Thorin for revenge." He was silent when he finished, I actually felt bad for him, and I had new feelings towards Thorin. Thorin is a complete and utter douche bag. I hugged him, why? I felt bad, and I have a problem where I act before I think, I didn't think of the consequences until after I had hugged him. I quickly pulled away, he stared at me with wide eyes not saying anything.

"What do you plan on doing when you find Thorin and the company?" I said trying to continue the conversation.

"Kill them" he said it as if it were nothing, but to me it was something to me. Ali was with them.

"A-all of th-them?" I choked out, I couldn't let him kill her, despite the many times she makes me angry she still is my best friend.

"Yes, I plan to"

"You can't!" I blurted out, he looked at me instantly filled with anger. His eyes, stature, sneer, and tenseness all pointed to rage.

"What did you say?!" his voice boomed and I cowered shaking my head.

"N-nothing" I stuttered and he grabbed my arm with his good arm, squeezing with supreme force.

"Really?! Cause I heard you telling me what I can't do, and nobody tells me what to do" he said squeezing my arm tighter, cutting off the circulation to my hand.

"Please, Azog you can't kill them all, my best friend is in the company" I then got an idea, let's just hope it works "she would be a great ally to you, she has been fed lies by Thorin, she has not heard the truth that I have. If I can somehow convince her to join us, she will help you take Thorin down" I pleaded and it seemed to work. His eyes softened and he let go, my hand was asleep and I shook it desperately trying to get rid of the uncomfortable tingling.

"Allies would help a lot, and you're sure she'll help us?" he asked, and I nodded.

"Just let me bring her, and you can kill the rest of them" I said, she hasn't done anything wrong, the rest however had taken his home and killed many of his friends. They deserved to die.

"Let's mend those hands, and then you can go and get your friend" he said.

*PLEASE DONT KILL ME! IM SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED, BUT LOTS OF UNIMPORTANT THING HAVE BEEN HAPPENING THAT HAVE POSTPONED THIS UPDATE! LIKE MY NEWLY FOUND LOVE FOR BOTDF AND CREEPYPASTAS! It was so hard writing this chapter listening to BOTDF, wrong type of music for writing TH fanfics CX

I am also writing the next chapter for 101WTKT so expect it to be gruesome and detailed ^^

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