Hey, guys don't worry I am sure you guys will love this. Though I don't have a lot of the original script you can find that on lunawolf8074's page under the story riders of Mahal. Yeah, as you guessed by the title Fili, Kili, and Thorin are ghost riders. Now that they have served as Mahal's vengeance for centuries. Mahal has finally decided to let our three favorite dwarves settle down for a bit, this first book Vengeful wind is about Brandy Baggins an ex-fighter pilot dishonorably discharged from the military for not firing on a convoy, behind enemy lines. I hope you all enjoy this first book.
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The most evolved person in the room is seemingly a contradiction, that the strongest is the most vulnerable.

~Carrie Francis Fisher

Traitor...thats what they called her...Brandy Ashlen Baggins, had never been more ashamed of herself in life. Brandy laid back on her couch never had she thought that her name would be one loved by most and hated by the Royal Airforce. Though she was the first and the last Baggins to serve the crown. As Brandy laid there she began to think back to the call that ended her dishonorably discharged. A call that saved the lives of innocent women and children.  Brandy thought often enough of going to America for a fresh start, but this was home. For as long as she could remember this place was home.

Thinking back to that day there was no way in hell that she was going have innocent blood on her hands. She sighed as she looked at the clock. Well, at least she was going to start a new job. The Dragon Slayer tavern and Inn in Old Lake Town. An old friend of the family ran the place one of a handful of elves that stayed behind. Tauriel. Tauriel was as wise as she was beautiful, and was a treasure. They say that she lost her true love on the battlefield during the historic Battle of the Five Armies. Rumor was that it was one of the Princes of Erebor. That's if one believed the rumors. The Mountian of Erebor vanished from the world when the time of the Dwarves ended.

Brandy was no more a soldier of the air. Though her call sign would never be forgotten. She tarnished the original owner of the name. That was something she would carry with her forever. She got up and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

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Thorin sat in the hall of the riders, evil still lurked in the world. A world that passed them off into the stuff of legend as a Great King who died before his time along with his heirs because of wanting to fight for a homeland for his people. Thorin had done some wrongs in his past life, Now he was correcting it, to think it nearly had been a few thousand years since Mahal had given him and his nephews these gifts. He or his nephews would never pass over into the halls of their forefathers. Never to see the ones they loved again, though they were visited by the others from time to time. Even Bilbo visited. The one he had done the most harm too.

Though Dis hadn't spoken to him in damn near two thousand years. That was when she arrived and damn near took his head off. If he wasn't a rider he would have been sure that he would have died. His sister was so crossed with him, she left after spending time with her sons without so much as a goodbye to him. He didn't blame her though he was too wrapped up on Azog at the time that he didn't send his sister's sons to safety in fact he involved them. 

Thorin leaned back in his chair when he heard it. An innocent calling out. He bolted up and ran to the scurring mirror and saw a raven-haired woman in leather being jumped. Fili and Kili had now joined them "Try to keep up this time." he said as he went for his bike letting the rider have full control.

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Brandy slammed her elbow into one attacker's face and punched the second only to be knocked to the ground by the third "You shouldn't be allowed to live traitor." said the fourth as he kicked her in the ribs.

Brandy gritted her teeth 'Someone please help me!' she cried out silently as her attackers beat her.

A roar of thunder and a flash of lightning otherworldly, the roar of a motorcycle engine...a Victory Motorcycle? Followed by the sounds of screams was all she heard as she slipped into darkness.

When Brandy awoke she was laying in a hospital bed bobbies were posted outside of the door and she was cuffed to the bed. She groaned loudly catching one of the bobbies' attention. One of the two left soon a female constable came into her hospital room "Why am I cuffed to the bed?" Brandy asked

"Ms. Baggins, I am Lieutenant Callie Bowmen, of the New Dale Police force, as to why you are cuffed it is for your own protection." the woman said

"I beg your pardon, more like a suspect," she said.

The woman nodded "You are as of right now. I would like to hear about what happened to you last night." the woman said

She looked at the woman "I don't remember I had been jumped four grown men who hated me because of what I did in the Royal Air Force." she said, "Though I remember hearing thunder, then a flash of lightning." 

The Lieutenant nodded and wrote down what she had said "Anything else?" the Constable asked

"A motorcycle, the sound of the engine suggested in my mind that it was a Victory," she added

"A Victory? Aren't too many of those around here." the Constable said

"No there isn't, I own a 42 Harley Davison," she replied

"That is a nice bike, which is in the impound lot." the Constable said, "Now where were you before the incident?" 

"I was on my way to work at the Dragon Slayer on the corner of Bard and 9th when those four gitts jumped me from behind. I managed to hit two before the third and fourth got me," she said

"That would explain the self-defense marks on your elbow and knuckles." The Constable said before she stood up and unlocked her cuffs, "You are free to go Ms. Baggins, and for what it's worth you made the right call." 

Brandy watched as the Constable left, there was something that the younger woman wasn't saying and that bugged the hell out of her if anything...