Notes: I have decided to start a new story. I know I'm in the process of writing
At least two more but the more I write the better I get at it.
This story takes place after The War of The Rings.
My writing sucks that's why I'm doing this( beside the fact that I like writing)
To improve my writing.
Disclaimer: The Lord of The Ring works is not mine. They belong to Tolkien.
So don't sue.
Prologue
Frodo awoke to the sound waves crashing against the elven ship.
He got up from bed and headed to the deck. " Where did this storm come from? It was clear seven minutes ago." Frodo heard haldir shout as he came on to shore, and was completely soaked in less than ten seconds. " This does not bode well." Frodo heard gandalf shout. He did not have to look long to find gandalf. He carefully made his way to his side. Gandalf looked down when he heard frodos voice. " I am sorry frodo I did not hear you." " I asked what is happening?" Gandalf pointed with his staff at the sea.
" This is what is happening dear frodo, a storm where no storm should be. Why it was clear only seven minutes ago. We had a fair wind and not a storm cloud in the sky, and suddenly the sky darkens and the winds pick up, and before we know it a fierce storm is upon us." " What do you think this means?" Gandalf did not have a chance to respond because they heard Galadriels surprised voice. " My ring. It returns to life." Then they heard Elronds voice, " Mine also returns to life." Gandalf dug his hand into his pocket and took out his ring. The ring ones more glowed a fiery red and as seconds passed it became brighter and brighter with life. " How can this be? The One Ring was destroyed. Many witnessed the fall of sauron so why do the rings return to life?" " The storm it has turned our direction away from our path!" Haldir called out. " Then we follow the path the storm has put before us, and let us see where it leads us to." Elrond called out with a loud voice so that all could hear him. " And so my dear hobbit it seems that fate has decided to send us on another quest. Well do not worry frodo this time we shall go through it all together." " And so we shall." said frodo quietly.
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Before the above happened.
S.E
Location: The dark lands
The dark lords domain
The dark lord sekan watched his servant stammer, trying to find words to report his failure to his lord. " That is enough. Basically what you are trying to tell me is that you failed in killing the retched team of World Magic Control." The servant cowered and nodded his head. " Yes I am afraid I did my lord. They tricked me! But I managed to injure one. She will not be helping in destroying your plans any time soon." Sekan sighted, " You managed to hurt one! Of them! That makes no difference you miserable worm! She will only recuperate and help in destroying my plans again! I can not believe that a couple of retched teenagers have stopped me time and again from conquering second earth and getting rid of the pesky royal family!" " My lord you should not blame yourself, it is not your fault it is the fault of that retched wizard Vennsile he did hand pick them to be trained in the protection of this planet." Sekan clenched his hand into a fist. " And here I thought he was a fool to choose one of each race. They should have killed each other! The humans despise all that are not like them, the catzians despise all others beside their kind and even inside their kin there are those who hate others, Wizards keep to their Islands. All they do is study and never concern themselves with any other kindred; they hate mages that in their opinion should not have magic at their command! The mages despise the wizards who instead of being born with the magic inside them like the mages, they spend years of their lives studying to acquire! And I could go on for many hours! So why have this children! Not destroyed each other!" Perhaps they are under vennsile has them under a spell, remember my lord he is the only wizard that actually cares for any other race but his own. He walks amongst humans, and all other races of this world and is welcomed."
" You fool I know that. But I do not think he put a spell upon them. Wizards that are strong can bind a feairalev for a couple of hours; he could bind a young one or old one
For twenty-six hours, he has shown that, but he cannot put one under a spell. It is impossible for anyone to put a fairalev under a spell; the spell bounces of him or her.
And I do not know why I am wasting my time speaking with you. You have failed.
Guards kill him." The guards started dragging the man from the dark lords presence.
" Wait my lord! I have found a way for you to rid yourself of those pests!"
" Stop!" the dark lord commanded. He looked at the miserable excuse for a man (sort of like wormtongue) " What is it that you have found, and speak quickly your presence makes me sick." " I have found a legend that speaks of a dark lord that made himself a certain ring. He put most of his being into it and this ring controlled many other rings my lord very powerful rings. He would have succeeded if not for the fact that he lost his ring, But I thought that maybe you could do the same but instead of a ring bind someone to you my lord some one strong that would rule by your side, some one that the team of brats would not dare raise their weapons against." The dark lord smiled evilly getting the idea, " Yes you are right, Someone that can give me the jewels of the races of this planet, someone who knows were they are hidden." His smile widened, " Why that someone would be the lovely guardian of the jewels themselves, of course she doesn't know who she is but I do. And to think that she is leader of the team! How amusing! I am surprised you thought of this, but since you did your life shall be spared Make the preparations and bring me the girl." His servant bowed and left the room. " Guards tell the black dwarfs that I wish for them to remake this ring so I can bind the girl to me ones she is captured."
" The guards bowed and left. The dark lord smiled. If his guess was right remaking the ring would bind the powerful rings to it, and no matter where they were they would come to the place where the Remade ring was. Soon not only would he have the Ring but also he would be able to get rid of the pests that always ruined his plans.
End Notes: If you read this far PLEASE REVIEW.
I want to know what people thing of this story.
Also for this story I'm making the Lord of The Rings a legend that happened in the early ages of old earth.
The black dwarves are the oldest of their people and decided to turn to evil because of their greed. They also know how to make things like the One Ring. Might not be as powerful since it isn't going to be used the same way but it is still powerful.
The dark lord in this story does not look like everyone's worst nightmare come to life.
He looks to be around his thirties and very handsome (I'm a little tired of the ugly dark lords) this story is a crossover between lotr and my original story that I have only started posting up. It can be found in originals, or just look up Berrycat in search. It's, if you haven't noticed, called S.E Second Earth. But you don't need to read it to understand this fic. I'll describe the dark lord in the first chapter.
Once again please review! Flames will be used to roast marshmallows over.
