Ok this is my first ever Lord of the Rings fic and I am nervous about how this will go down. I am a huge fan of these movie/books and I just couldn't resist.

I don't own BE/ANE or LOTR obviously.

So onto the prologue!


Middle Earth, home to men, elves, dwarves, and hobbits, had many known kingdoms, home to each race. Knowledge of these great kingdoms and realms were heard to all, but there was one that remained a shadow.

The kingdom of Gehenna, a kingdom to the far south of Gondor and passed Harad, was known only to those that dwelt there and to little few on the outside. Gehennians were known for their skills of varying ability. Though, not all had the exact same abilities; some were healers, warriors, or archers. They were also skilled in the arts of magic, but very few had such a strong gift. The ruler of this kingdom was a man by the name of Satan. He was a cruel ruler, not afraid to act rash upon situations of every kind and had a gift for creating flames. This man had two sons, twins actually and the mother unknown.

His children had both shown a gift for his flames but the older of the two ended up being more powerful in the gift. They both learned other skills though, the oldest taking up a skill as a warrior while the younger took up archery and healing. He wouldn't say he was proud of his sons, but he was happy they didn't end up being completely useless.

Life went on like normally there, his children grew to be handsome young men-even if his youngest ended up towering over the older by a head-and seemed worthy of taking his throne one day. But then, word grew in the North about the Lord Sauron of Mordor seeking out the rule of the realms. Satan's attention was drawn towards this and he decided to seek out the lord, to side with the powerful kingdom and aid his army. But, he wanted to offer something of value. Something that will show the Lord of Mordor that he himself was a valuable ally.

And so, he decided to give the Dark Lord his most powerful son, his oldest. The word of this spread through the kingdom of Gehenna, but none dare to speak up against him, fearful of his wrath. The youngest son was heartbroken by the news and, once he heard of it, sought to stop his father from initiating the decision. But it was too late by the time he found his father. He had to stay and watch as the Lord of Gehenna and his brother, locked within a cage, set off for Mordor. The shouts of his brother forever echoing within his ears.

Then, months after they had set off, the Gehennians learned they were now sided with Mordor in a war for Middle Earth.


It's short I know, but it is a prologue.

I hope you all liked it! Feel free to comment, ask questions, etc.

Until next time! :D