Hey! Hey you! It's MessengerAngel! I seriously have a lot on my plate, but I don't blame you guys. It's just that I'm finally realizing that I am working on way too many projects. First I'm co-writing The Befores with HerHiddenSecret. writing Guardian Angel, Tick Tock Time Is Up, and The Hunt.

Now for The Hunt I have a poll on my profile to determine who Serapfina's godly parent will be. I will most likely close the poll on May 1st, so please vote now! Anyway I hope that you enjoy this story! xD

A young, beautiful face peered out from under a cloak that blended with the night, at the scintillating sphere of mystery and temptation. The girl's wise golden eyes betrayed secrecy and a sliver of fear. After a brief moment of hesitation, she decided to chance it.

"Here goes nothing." She whispered to herself. She needed to know. The temptation of knowing was too sweet to resist.

"Who is the face in my dreams?" the witch whispered, her voice no louder than a breath, was soaked with desperation and determination.

"Who is it?" she whispered once more, this time, however, it was much more urgent. Recently she had been plagued with the image of a handsome boy with jet-black hair, golden skin, and eyes of which could not be singled out as blue, green, or gray.

Oddly enough, she felt as though she should know him.

If she hadn't been pondering over the identity of the mystery man, the witch probably would've notice that the sphere was no longer luminescent, but a dull gray.

Suddenly, the sphere bursted into a glower of red, as the girl's face paled. Her catlike eyes fluttered shut as she collapsed as a heap on the cold, unforgiving floor. When she had fallen, her hood slipped and revealed the rest of her face. Shoulder length curls the color of a sleek raven's feather flowed away from her porcelain skin. As soon as she had heard the maniacal laughter, her golden eyes snapped open, immediately showing recognition, hatred and pure terror.

"Oh no!" she thought." he can't get me! If he does I'll never leave here alive!"

She unsuccessfully fought against the invisible bonds, which were restricting her every movement. All she could do was blink and breathe. She was lucky she could do that, especially if she was right about her captor. Again, she heard the bloodcurdling laughter of triumph, but this time much closer.

"I don't have much time," she thought frantically." But how so I esc-"

A man glided into the room, a victorious grin plastered on his alabaster face. He wore a cloak similar to the witch's and wore the same curly hair. That's where the resemblance ended. His eyes, an unnatural, hungry red, blinked sideways like a lizard, watched her in her torment. He seemed to enjoy watching her helplessly writhing on the floor a little too much.

"Well, well, well," his icy tone sent shivers down her spine." Look at what we got here."

His deranged smile made bile roll in her stomach, threatening to head north.

"Inwë Lúinwë," his hateful eyes glistened," I've been expecting you."

"Well," she struggled to spit out with venom dripping from her voice," I certainly haven't been looking forward to see you."

"Really?" his mocking tone, chilled her blood."Well, I'll make sure you will never forget this." His eyes gleamed as he muttered some words. Pain shot up her spin, into every fiber of her being. It was like one hundred whips clamped their unforgiving teeth into her skin and ripped her soul. She was torn apart by the torment induced by the vile creature standing before her. After what seemed like a thousand years, the pain finally subsided.

"You, you beast!" she stammered out helplessly. "How could you?"

"You dared to disrespect me, and now you shall learn your lesson." he answered nonchalantly as if berating a child.

His eyes, filled with malice, glimmered. He was a monster. She had known this, but now that the shock has worn off, she realized that his intent was to kill her. Slowly and painfully, but she would end up dead no matter what.

Carefully, she closed her eyes, and tried to touch his mind. A second later she shrieked, as she was filled with newfound agony. The man growled with a ferocity, not seen before, as he shouted," Don't you dare read my mind!"

He seemed to lose control of his rage, which caused Inwë to black out. Seconds later, her heart stopped beating.

"Oh no!"the man whispered. He muttered a simple incantation, and Inwë gasped.

"You didn't think that you would escape me that easily, did you?" he teased psychotically.

Inwë was truly terrified now. She didn't know what to do. Then she remembered a simple unbinding spell, which she chanted inside her head. The man did not seem to notice as he carelessly walked around the room, stopping before the window. He was drunk with victory at finally capturing his arch-enemy.

When she was sure that the man was not focused on her she stood up, and glided towards the sphere.

"Na-a-a-ah!" the man chided. " You won't be leaving with that."

Inwë froze, and chanted the first spell that came to mind:

"I may be strong,

I may be tough.

I won't last long

Because it's not enough.

For me to survive

I have to go

To the home of Elrond WolfSigh!"

In an instant, Inwë's form shimmered gold. As she was fading, she snatched the Sphere of Destiny, listening to the man wailing in anger.

"Good-bye, Rúmil." the witch said slyly.

It was a mistake to go there in the first place, and now she will pay the ultimate price.

Inwë Lúinwë (In-way Loo-in-way)

Rúmil (Roo-meal)

Elrond (eel-rond)

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MessengerAngel~~~