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Dear Diary,

ARGH!

I CAN'T BELIEVE I LOST IT!

ALL THAT POWER ON THE AWESOME ARMOUR-CLAD FINGER OF MY HAND AND I LOST IT! STUPID SWORD! STUPID ISILDUR!

I had the whole thing planned out.

Nice and simple.

Trick the various insipid races of Middle Earth, control them, wreak havoc, create chaos, basically it was going to be one big awesome PARTY OF ALL THINGS DARK AND EVIL AND IT WAS GONNA BE EPIC!

But nooooo… they HAD to have a stupid elvish scum sword. I JUST HAD TO ZONE OUT IN DELUSIONS OF MURDEROUS GRANDEUR!

I MUST FIND IT! Only nooooow I am reduced to mere WRAITH-LIKE capabilities.

I don't know what to do with myself… *sob*

WHERE? WHERE COULD I GO?

I need to go terrorize a village… Scare small children…

That should clear my head.

Maybe my wraiths have finished cleaning up Dol-Guldur… That will make a beautiful summer home…

Speaking of which… Muaha...

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

~ Sauron the All-Powerful-Maiar-Dude-Who-Was-THIS-CLOSE-To-Ruling-The-World

A/N: Hi. This is Rousdower.

So... Wunderkind4006 and I, have decided to write this story... if it can be classified as such. Prepare yourselves, because we are NOT a safe pair... *evil laugh*

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Until next time (which shall be pretty soon).

Rousy out_