N/A: Hello. DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Tolkien's works, characters, places, and so forth. Only my OC's. I hope you like this fanfic. It my first published LOTR fanfic. I will greatly appreciate comments and pointers. So here we go...
A soft light filtered into the cell. A lone prisoner looked up and stared into the light. She blinked and sighed. There was little hope in her little prison. The girl looked down at her clothes. Her dirty blond locks of hair swept down in her eyes. Her eyes studied her worn pair of black converse shoes then up to her old pair jeans for the thousandth time. They moved up to her faded brown t-shirt which had an emblem of a black tree. The girl glanced down at the necklace around her neck. She fingered the green glass leaf. She traced the blue and white swirl that decorated it. She let out another sigh and she removed her hand.
The teenager jerked her head up at the sound the squeaking door. Her blue eyes burned with a hatred for the man that entered. His long white flowing beard fell down onto his chest and almost blended into his long white robes which he donned. In his hand was a tall white staff. His eyes were cold and black.
"You have been brought here for a special purpose." Saruman hesitated then continued, "I know of the information you hold and it is of great value to me."
"Really, I don't know what you are talking about," interrupted the prisoner smoothly.
"Oh, I think you do. You have spent a good amount of time studying it back in your home world." He replied. Saruman watched as the girl's eyes widen with surprise. He continued, "Oh, yes. Do not take me to be a fool to not realize that you are not from here, not from this world."
The girl lowered her eyes to the floor. She spoke in a cold tone of voice. "It is true that I am not from Middle Earth but tell me what makes you think that I know so much about Middle Earth?" She lifted her eyes as she finished.
Saruman raised an eyebrow. "Ah, you wish to know." He gave a faint smile then brought his staff down. He gripped it with both hands and moved it forward.
The girl felt an unknown force drive her back hard against the stone wall. Her chains grew tighter as she was flung like rag doll. Her wrists began to bleed from the tight cuffs around them. She winced at the pain. A burning sensation built up from the rest of her muscles. She cried out in agony as her muscles ached. Tears formed in her eyes from the pain.
Saruman raised his staff and stopped. He watched as the girl slumped to floor. Her tears streamed from her pale checks to the floor like salty raindrops. He turned around started for the door but stopped. "I will return. I expect you to tell me what I wish to know." He replied with his back to her. When he finished he left. The half wood half steel door slammed shut behind him.
The girl continued to sob. She slowly scooted over closer to the wall. Her chains were loser then before but the cuffs were still tight. She wiped her eyes as she curled into a ball. More tears slowly streamed down from the corners of her eyes. Oh how she missed home.
N/A: Sorry that this chapter was sooo short. I will add the next chapter soon. My chapters will sometimes be long, but that will usually be pretty rare. Hope you liked it. Well that's it for now. Navaer!
~Longstrider