Chapter 1: A Discovery
Sauron sat down in a darkened room, his palantir, glowing dimly in front of him. He placed an iron hand on it and immediately it flashed green, casting images of death and pain beneath its glass surface. Sauron gazed at it intently, baffled by the thought of another Dark Lord.
A tall pale man, with snake-like slits for a nose, glowing eyes with red cat like pupils created death and pain with the flick of a wand clasped in his spidery hands. A great snake slid around his feet, savaging his enemies with horrific fangs. Behind him several men in golden masks with similar wands killing anything they could see. A woman with a sneering face stood beside him, sending curses and hexes in all directions.
Sauron was intrigued. As the action faded into a glowing white panel, which rippled and flashed bathing the trees and onlookers in soothing light. The onlookers were … Elves! Wood elves at that. It was then that Sauron decided he would travel to his fortress in Mirkwood and investigate this mysterious item in person.
The Dark Lord of Middle-Earth strode to his Nazgul, and said:
"Tonight, you ride with me!" before leaping on to a fell beast. It gave a blood curdling screech before the Seven Black Riders took to the sky with their master. They set out on their way to Mirkwood, to see this phenomenon for themselves.