Soulmates

Dead and captured

Thorin P/O/V:

I turn sensing something moving behind and feel my eyes widen in shock "Bilbo." Bilbo gasps "You have to leave here now. Azog has an army attacking from the North. This watchtower will be surrounded. There'll be no way out." Dwalin frowns "We are so close. That Orc scum is in there, I say we push on." I grab Dwalins arm "No, that's what he wants. He wants to draw us in, this is a trap."

We all look over to the tower and I hear swords clashing together "Find Elysian, Fili and Kili, call them back." Dwalin nods "Are you sure about this?" I nod "We'll live to fight another day." I  nod towards Bilbo and the three of us turn until the sounds of drums beating reach our ears and we all turn to face them. We all look up and see Azog dragging Fili along the ground, I scowl and freeze. Azog lifts him up "This one dies first. Then the brother. Then you Oakenshield." 

The short blast of a horn echoes around and in a blink Fili has disappeared leaving Azog with an outstretched hand and a scowl etched onto his face. He lets out a howl "What is this sorcery?" Kili appears from underneath him running up the steps yelling with his sword raised. Fear runs through my veins and I draw my own weapon running towards him all the while thinking, what the hell happened to Fili?

I reach the steps and almost fall backwards when Azog jumps down making a swipe at my head. Blocking his attack I step backwards hoping Kili is alright. "Dwarf scum. I look forward to killing you. I scowl and swing my sword around blocking his attacks grunting at the impact of his blade on mine. A loud yelp echoes through the fog which is clearing slightly and I can just make out she shadowy figures of two people fighting. Flame and water dancing around them. Azog lets out a deep chuckle "Your female will be dead shortly." anger flares inside me along with a new strength "You are mistaken, you are the one who will be dead."

Elysian P/O/V:

Scowling I knock Striker to the ground holding my sword to his neck he grins "Your not going to kill me." I shake my head slightly "No, death is to easy. You have many lives to pay for." he grins I send a blast of my magic at his head knocking him out cold. Conjuring up ropes I bind his hands behind his back and remove any weapons I can see throwing them of to the side far from his reach. Leaving him I groan softly, he got a couple of good hits in. There is a cut on my left thigh and along my stomach. There will be probably be bruises everywhere but I gather my weapons and run towards the sounds of swords clashing.

The fog has now almost completely cleared and I can see Thorin battling Azog on the ice. Several pieces have broken apart and they are balancing on the biggest one. I urge myself to run faster but skid to a halt when Azog disappears under the ice. Thorin looks close to collapsing and I run to his side as quickly as I can wrapping an arm around his waist and leading him to a stable bit of ice. "Are you alright?" he nods slightly brushing his thumb under my lip removing a little blood. 

He looks down and I suppress a shudder as Azog's body drifts underneath us. My grip on my sword tightens when a very faint heartbeat reaches my ears. Hastily I shove Thorin backwards as Azog explodes out of the ice. I manage to block his attack stumbling backwards, his sword slices my side but I summon my magic driving a dagger into his chest twisting it roughly before shoving him back into the ice breathing heavily. 

I sit heavily pushing myself away from the water edge. Thorin kneels next to me shock still registering on his face "You saved my life." I smile weakly "Your welcome." he chuckles softly pushing my tunic back to examine the cut "It doesn't look deep." I nod slightly and close my eyes sealing it over to stop the bleeding but don't heal it fully feeling drained.