Hey everybody! This story is way later than I expected it to be, but I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings, I'm not that smart to create a whole world
"What a beautiful child," a soothing female voice whispered. She looked up to her husband and smiled. He gently stroked her shoulder as he looked at the new member of his family. Two little blonde boys walked into the room quietly, not wanting to disturb their new little sister. Her blonde hair shined in the light of the forest and her eyes were a beautiful blue-green. She smiled and tried to grab her mother's hair. Everyone laughed with joy. They were interrupted when a young ellon ran into their house and explained that the enemy has attacked the city. The father told his young boys and wife to go and hide in a room and to stay quiet. He quickly kissed his wife, grabbed his bow, and ran outside. The boys ran into the other room, but their mother stayed behind for a moment longer. Her little girl was crying and she tried to calm her down by stroking her hair and singing a lullaby. However, she got interrupted when the door slammed open. A tall dark figure walked in. He wore black armor, and on his large finger was a gold ring. The mother screamed and held her baby tight. The little girl started crying louder, sensing the danger. The figure walked up to the elleth, towering over her. He grabbed the baby from her and started for the door. "Do not kill my baby! Please! I beg you!" she screamed. The figure paused and turned around slowly. He looked at the little baby in his arms, and then he turned to her mother. She was very beautiful, with her hair like the sun and eyes as blue as the sky. He felt something in his heart when he looked at her, and he did not like it. But he did put her plea to thought, and an idea formed in his evil mind. "I will not kill your baby," he growled, "but I am going to do with her is worse." And with that he stormed out of the house. The mother fell to the ground, crying. Her two boys ran out of the room and came to their mother. She told them what happened, and they started crying with her. They never got to give a name to that perfect little girl, and now she was in the hands of the Dark Lord Sauron. Now it was too late, and the elleth and her sons huddled together, worried of what will happen to her.
Sauron looked down to the little child in his arms. She looked a lot like her mother with her blonde hair and her little eyes sparkled in the little light. He shook his head. He called for an orc to take her away. "And do something about those eyes and that hair. She is in Mordor now, she needs to look like it," he ordered. The orc snickered and carried her away. Sauron sat down on his black stone throne. "Now, what shall I call this little elf? Something dark, like night. Ah yes, I shall call her Dûrhilwen." He stood up and walked out to the room he sent her to. He towered over her bed and started to whisper, "You are dark as night little Dûrhilwen. Always remember you are dark as night." The little elf looked up to him with her bright eyes. He smiled evilly and knew that those eyes will not be the same in the near future.
For many years the news spread throughout Middle Earth about the dark daughter of Sauron. She could fight hundreds of men, elves, or dwarves and kill every single one without a scratch. Everyone feared her for she was known to never have mercy. Her looks were even dark and evil looking. Her hair was dark as night, but her eyes were the worst. Rings of black around what seemed to be like balls of fire; anyone who looked into them would make the strongest warrior cower. She was in command of the armies of Mordor, and her father was very proud of her strong tough evil. But then, one day, during a great battle, something terrible happened. Isildur took his father's sword and killed Sauron. His daughter was devastated, and sat in his room for months. She eventually looked through his things for something to remember him by, when she stumbled across a letter. As she read it, she was no longer sad. She got up, and ordered the orcs to start preparing for the day her father will return. She smiled and knew that the day would come soon.