Disclaimer: Most characters don't belong to me, the ones you haven't heard
of I made up..or I found somewhere. All character descriptions (elves and
humans and wizards and that) belong to Tolkien (who, I must say, is a
genius.) All place names and places belong to him too. In other words: I no
own, you no sue. *puppy dog eyes*
Summary: Middle Earth has once again fallen under the influence of Sauron following the reunion of the Dark Lord and the One Ring. With Galadriel under a powerful spell that inhibits her powers, he remains unchallenged and feared by all. Most of the elves have left Middle Earth and the iron fist of the Uruk-Hai and Orcs that make up Saurons army is slowly crushing all human resistance.
This tale follows the path of one of the last elven groups left as they struggle to stop Sauron from complete domination of Middle Earth. Middle earth has fallen into darkness...it lies now in the shadows, desperate to be bathed in the light.
~~In the Shadows~~
Chapter One - Lost Hope
**
It's all over.
Sauron got his Ring back, Mithrandir's death, and we're all in hiding, not that that's going to help.
The Fellowship has failed, my cousin said it would, but I always believed in them. They have been captured, locked in the dungeons of Barad-dûr, helpless and useless.
Slowly, but surely, the armies of Mordor and Isengard are wiping out all human resistance. All that we feared has become truth.
There is not enough strength in the elves; more than half have already left for Valinor. I'm sure that Sauron planned all this. He waited until our defenses were at their weakest, then attacked at the top, a spy of his stealing the Ring of Galadriel, exposing Lothlórien to the enemy. He then overwhelmed Lórien, we were easy to take, and both our Leaders had gone. Galadriel, my mother's cousin, taken by the Dark Lord, and her husband murdered.
Our Lady, bound by sorcery and locked away in Barad-dûr until she accepts Saurons mocking terms. Marry him and share her power, or die.
The Hobbits of the Fellowship have fled back to the Shire, their homeland, but there is no hiding from the rot of Mordor.
**
We travel at night, it is easier, and none of the Uruk-Hai can spot us this way.
I am traveling with a small group of elves. They had narrowly escaped a dismal future, locked in the dark cells, deep in the dungeons of Isengard.
I have heard whispers of Saruman trying to get the One Ring for himself, but Sauron intervened. The alliance between the Two Towers grows weak; one cannot guess what catastrophe could come about if they made war with each other.
**
It is cruel to lock elves away without sunlight or fresh air, the view of the world snatched unfairly from them. I've heard that Sauron is deliberately making elves go mad so he can use them in his army. He believes that elves are greater warriors (and that we are!) and he needs our archery skills.
I am worried about what comes next. What will happen when Sauron has complete control of Middle Earth? Will he start wars amongst us?
**
We travel to Isengard. The Ents that live in Fangorn believe that they have played their part in this war and have gone back to their homeland, waiting for the fires of Isengard to affect them before they come out again. We will try to get them to help, but it is uncertain that they will. They lost many in their previous march and are unwilling to lose more.
We have travelled long and we are all weary. There are eight of us all together. Most of the group is from Rivendell, half elves, related to Arwen and Elrond. Lord Elrond had persuaded his daughter to go to Valinor and they have gone, leaving Aragorn, who was betrothed to Arwen, behind. Arwen had no will to go, but had been mortally wounded by the Dark Lord and she was torn between her Love and the peaceful eternity that awaited her arrival.
The only other from Lórien other than myself is Tarí. She is younger than is and the sister of one of my cousins friends. I regret that we did not meet in happier times, she is a lovely girl.
There are also two elves from Mirkwood. They are determined to reach Mordor and rescue their Prince, Legolas, who travelled with the failed Fellowship.
**
The blame for this calamity rests on the shoulders of the now dead Mithrandir. He was friend to the elves and we grieve his passing, his second passing in the eyes of his friends.
He tried to destroy the One Ring. He had discovered of a known way to rid the world of this evil, other than to cast it into the fires of Mount Doom. He tried to use it but the strength of his spell was rebounded and he died.
The Ring was affected though, which cast doubt into the mind of Saurons followers. A large white scratch now lies down the side of the Ring.
**
We have reached the outskirts of Fangorn, but the rotten, mud eating slugs that are Uruk-Hai have the forest well guarded. There is no way to get into the forest without being seen.
We can see Orthanc in the distance, and although the Ents flooded the tower in their last march with the waters of the river Isen, Saruman must have found a way to cease the flow of the river once again. '
I think often of the Ringbearer, a young Hobbit from the Shire. I wonder how a thing so great and powerful could be entrusted into this hobbit's care.
We have received news that the Shire is overrun by vagrants and tall men. I hope the Ringbearer and his companions make it home safely.
**
We have waited two whole days, but there is no gap in the security. Even if there were, we have no way of knowing what lies in wait of us in the forest.
The two elves from Mirkwood, Bereth and Orodreth, two brothers in service of their prince, Legolas, are adamant that we must travel through Fangorn.
"We need all the help we can get!" Orodreth said furiously we Tarí and I refused to go.
I think they miss the woods sorely, we all do, but Fangorn is no place to quench that longing. Tarí stands with me when I say that we should forgo Fangorn and find another was to Orthanc, but the Rivendell elves think they have the authority here and since they are a majority, no one dares to go against what they say.
**
Against Tarí's and my wishes, we have decided to slip into Fangorn. The Ents are sorely needed, says Aranel, the self-appointed leader of our small group.
We are to go at nightfall, when the Uruks sight is dimmed and we can slip by, one by one, unnoticed. Hopefully we can find the Ents this night.
Tarí and I are worried that even if one of us were to be captured, the Uruk- Hai who know to look for a group of us.
Bereth and Orodreth are growing impatient. They want something to be done now. There have just left to try and kill and few Uruk-Hai.
I have wasted my breath trying to warn the two not to go.
"How do you explain Uruk-Hai corpses full of elvish arrows?" I protested, begging them not to go. "You may as well shout at them and tell the whole world of our presence."
"Why?" Orodreth sneered. He and I do not get along. "Have you seen it in your mind? Have you?" He nearly shouted, but remembered himself and quietened his voice.
I shook my head miserably.
"Well then don't bring bad luck down upon us. Your Lady has done enough already." He said, shouldering his bow.
I shook with rage. How dare he insult Galadriel? Tarí took my hand and didn't let go, restraining me from hitting Orodreth.
Our supplies are little and we desperately need to stock up on fresh water. We carry a lot of Lembas, but even though it is originally of our make, one does get sick of it, day after day.
**
It is over
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hello! *waves* Welcome to the first chapter of the sequel to Corruption. You know, I always hated reading a sequel that started with a new character, but I think it would get boring if I get following the other storyline. I hope you enjoy my new character.
You'll find out her name soon (don't get excited though, I made her up) I just didn't write her name into this chapter and it would kinda kill it if I just told you now.
Please review! I'm feeling a little blockishy at the moment.
Summary: Middle Earth has once again fallen under the influence of Sauron following the reunion of the Dark Lord and the One Ring. With Galadriel under a powerful spell that inhibits her powers, he remains unchallenged and feared by all. Most of the elves have left Middle Earth and the iron fist of the Uruk-Hai and Orcs that make up Saurons army is slowly crushing all human resistance.
This tale follows the path of one of the last elven groups left as they struggle to stop Sauron from complete domination of Middle Earth. Middle earth has fallen into darkness...it lies now in the shadows, desperate to be bathed in the light.
~~In the Shadows~~
Chapter One - Lost Hope
**
It's all over.
Sauron got his Ring back, Mithrandir's death, and we're all in hiding, not that that's going to help.
The Fellowship has failed, my cousin said it would, but I always believed in them. They have been captured, locked in the dungeons of Barad-dûr, helpless and useless.
Slowly, but surely, the armies of Mordor and Isengard are wiping out all human resistance. All that we feared has become truth.
There is not enough strength in the elves; more than half have already left for Valinor. I'm sure that Sauron planned all this. He waited until our defenses were at their weakest, then attacked at the top, a spy of his stealing the Ring of Galadriel, exposing Lothlórien to the enemy. He then overwhelmed Lórien, we were easy to take, and both our Leaders had gone. Galadriel, my mother's cousin, taken by the Dark Lord, and her husband murdered.
Our Lady, bound by sorcery and locked away in Barad-dûr until she accepts Saurons mocking terms. Marry him and share her power, or die.
The Hobbits of the Fellowship have fled back to the Shire, their homeland, but there is no hiding from the rot of Mordor.
**
We travel at night, it is easier, and none of the Uruk-Hai can spot us this way.
I am traveling with a small group of elves. They had narrowly escaped a dismal future, locked in the dark cells, deep in the dungeons of Isengard.
I have heard whispers of Saruman trying to get the One Ring for himself, but Sauron intervened. The alliance between the Two Towers grows weak; one cannot guess what catastrophe could come about if they made war with each other.
**
It is cruel to lock elves away without sunlight or fresh air, the view of the world snatched unfairly from them. I've heard that Sauron is deliberately making elves go mad so he can use them in his army. He believes that elves are greater warriors (and that we are!) and he needs our archery skills.
I am worried about what comes next. What will happen when Sauron has complete control of Middle Earth? Will he start wars amongst us?
**
We travel to Isengard. The Ents that live in Fangorn believe that they have played their part in this war and have gone back to their homeland, waiting for the fires of Isengard to affect them before they come out again. We will try to get them to help, but it is uncertain that they will. They lost many in their previous march and are unwilling to lose more.
We have travelled long and we are all weary. There are eight of us all together. Most of the group is from Rivendell, half elves, related to Arwen and Elrond. Lord Elrond had persuaded his daughter to go to Valinor and they have gone, leaving Aragorn, who was betrothed to Arwen, behind. Arwen had no will to go, but had been mortally wounded by the Dark Lord and she was torn between her Love and the peaceful eternity that awaited her arrival.
The only other from Lórien other than myself is Tarí. She is younger than is and the sister of one of my cousins friends. I regret that we did not meet in happier times, she is a lovely girl.
There are also two elves from Mirkwood. They are determined to reach Mordor and rescue their Prince, Legolas, who travelled with the failed Fellowship.
**
The blame for this calamity rests on the shoulders of the now dead Mithrandir. He was friend to the elves and we grieve his passing, his second passing in the eyes of his friends.
He tried to destroy the One Ring. He had discovered of a known way to rid the world of this evil, other than to cast it into the fires of Mount Doom. He tried to use it but the strength of his spell was rebounded and he died.
The Ring was affected though, which cast doubt into the mind of Saurons followers. A large white scratch now lies down the side of the Ring.
**
We have reached the outskirts of Fangorn, but the rotten, mud eating slugs that are Uruk-Hai have the forest well guarded. There is no way to get into the forest without being seen.
We can see Orthanc in the distance, and although the Ents flooded the tower in their last march with the waters of the river Isen, Saruman must have found a way to cease the flow of the river once again. '
I think often of the Ringbearer, a young Hobbit from the Shire. I wonder how a thing so great and powerful could be entrusted into this hobbit's care.
We have received news that the Shire is overrun by vagrants and tall men. I hope the Ringbearer and his companions make it home safely.
**
We have waited two whole days, but there is no gap in the security. Even if there were, we have no way of knowing what lies in wait of us in the forest.
The two elves from Mirkwood, Bereth and Orodreth, two brothers in service of their prince, Legolas, are adamant that we must travel through Fangorn.
"We need all the help we can get!" Orodreth said furiously we Tarí and I refused to go.
I think they miss the woods sorely, we all do, but Fangorn is no place to quench that longing. Tarí stands with me when I say that we should forgo Fangorn and find another was to Orthanc, but the Rivendell elves think they have the authority here and since they are a majority, no one dares to go against what they say.
**
Against Tarí's and my wishes, we have decided to slip into Fangorn. The Ents are sorely needed, says Aranel, the self-appointed leader of our small group.
We are to go at nightfall, when the Uruks sight is dimmed and we can slip by, one by one, unnoticed. Hopefully we can find the Ents this night.
Tarí and I are worried that even if one of us were to be captured, the Uruk- Hai who know to look for a group of us.
Bereth and Orodreth are growing impatient. They want something to be done now. There have just left to try and kill and few Uruk-Hai.
I have wasted my breath trying to warn the two not to go.
"How do you explain Uruk-Hai corpses full of elvish arrows?" I protested, begging them not to go. "You may as well shout at them and tell the whole world of our presence."
"Why?" Orodreth sneered. He and I do not get along. "Have you seen it in your mind? Have you?" He nearly shouted, but remembered himself and quietened his voice.
I shook my head miserably.
"Well then don't bring bad luck down upon us. Your Lady has done enough already." He said, shouldering his bow.
I shook with rage. How dare he insult Galadriel? Tarí took my hand and didn't let go, restraining me from hitting Orodreth.
Our supplies are little and we desperately need to stock up on fresh water. We carry a lot of Lembas, but even though it is originally of our make, one does get sick of it, day after day.
**
It is over
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hello! *waves* Welcome to the first chapter of the sequel to Corruption. You know, I always hated reading a sequel that started with a new character, but I think it would get boring if I get following the other storyline. I hope you enjoy my new character.
You'll find out her name soon (don't get excited though, I made her up) I just didn't write her name into this chapter and it would kinda kill it if I just told you now.
Please review! I'm feeling a little blockishy at the moment.