The Hobbit / LOTR -oneshots

Burn - Smaug (request)

Warnings: revenge, death, character death, incineration, angst
Word count: 2383
Other: -
Requested by Gypsy-Girl-727

When your family is broken, revenge is the only thing left to do.

You were laying next to Smaug under the gold, enjoying the warmth that emitted from his scales into your back. Your heads were resting side by side, and his tail was wrapped around your body, the tip resting on your stomach that held your first egg. You could feel the tail caressing your stomach gently, his muzzle pressing into yours tightly. You hadn't thought Smaug would become so protective of you after you found out you were carrying an egg, but there he was, laying on your side, keeping you warm under the cold. Keeping warm wasn't hard for you, you were a dragon after all, but you appreciated the gesture and thoroughly enjoyed the extra warmth. It would only help your child into this world faster.

Both of you were surprised when you heard the sounds of footsteps upon your gold. You had thought that the fear of Smaug would have kept everyone out of the mountain, but there was clearly someone up there, someone brave and stupid enough to enter the mountain. Smaug brushed his head against yours, humming softly.
"Stay hidden." No one knew that there were two dragons living in the mountain, and Smaug thought it was for the best. He wouldn't want any other male into his territory, competing for his mountain and mate. You had been the reason he had taken the mountain in the first place, as proof to you and to your father that he could provide for you and keep your young safe. When he had brought you the Arkenstone as proof of what he had done, you had left with him without hesitation. You adored that jewel, and even now, it rested under your paw as you were buried under tons of precious metals.

A thundering roar sounded from above the jewels. You had never heard Smaug so angry before, and you shook the coins off you and went to see what was happening. Smaug was looking around, spewing fire furiously around him when you reached him, coins still falling off your back.
"Beloved?" You asked, making him turn his head to you and let out a shuddering breath.
"He escaped. The little weasel escaped." He growled, still scanning the ground. You looked around as well, sniffing your surroundings. There was one smell you had never inhaled before, and you followed it until it led the two of you into a small entryway in the walls.
"Rats, hiding in their stone walls," Smaug growled, and you brushed your head against him, trying to calm him.
"We'll catch them." You consoled him, humming as he brushed your cheek with his tongue gently.

You were waiting in your position, claws tightly locked into the stone walls as you held yourself upside down on the wall, eyes locked onto the pathway under you, waiting for the robbers to emerge. Your larger stomach was making it hard to stay on the wall, but Smaug would not allow you to stay down to act as 'bait', it was too risky. So you were clinging to the wall, probably looking ridiculous. You perked up when you heard voices from the hallway, and waved your tail as a mark for Smaug, pressing yourself against the wall, trying to stay unnoticed as long as possible. The first figures appeared, arguing about something. When the echoes in the room level, you could hear what the conversation was about.
"I swear Thorin, there were two dragons! I am not making this up! We need to leave!" The figure sounded frightened, and with good reason, as there were indeed two dragons in the mountain.
"Don't try and trick me, burglar! There haven't been stories of a second dragon. You are trying to scare us away so you could have the treasure all to yourself." This caused murmurs to emerge from the group that had followed them inside. You lifted your lip slightly, revealing your teeth. They would soon find out how wrong they were.

Smaug roared from the other side of the room to get their attention, making them grip their weapons.
"Smaug." You heard one of them hiss, and Smaug let out a crackling growl as an answer while looking over them at you on the wall. You slammed your tail hard into the rock above the entryway, making it collapse. Shards of rock clattered down, and the dwarves yanked themselves around to see what had caused it. You growled at them, descending from the wall with a loud thud, careful not to hit your stomach. You allowed the fire to crawl up your throat, as did Smaug, and the leader of the company stormed into the closest entryway.
"Hide!" The command came too soon for two of them, your flames reached them before they could make it to safety. Screams of horror were heard from inside, and you hummed from deep in your chest, brushing your nose against the crack they had entered through.
"Run for your lives, while you can, little rats. There is no way to hide."