Sauron's Child
An alternative Lord of the Rings featuring Sauron's child,
this is my first fanfic so please make any comments constructive – thanks!
Chapter 1 – Prologue
There is no such thing as perfect evil. Evil does not always beget evil. Sometimes, though extremely rarely, as two
negatives create a positive, two evils may produce hope. After all is not the
phoenix birthed out of flames? Such a
creature of hope was the sole child of the Dark Lord and this tale is the story
of the child's coming of age and involvement in the ending of the third
age. This tale begins after the battle
of the Last Alliance and the start of the third age. The dark forces have been scattered. Good has triumphed and the
Dark Lord, Sauron, has been defeated. His ring of power, in which a great deal
of his strength has been instilled was cut from his finger and lost. But even though Sauron was defeated he was
not destroyed and his spirit was still tied to Middle Earth. As Sauron's spirit was not powerless he was
able to begin regenerating himself…
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By the midst of the Third Age Sauron had established himself
as the Necromancer in Dol Guldur. Here in the south of Mirkwood he rested
constructing himself a new form. His
last battle had been desperate and in destroying Numernor he too had nearly
fallen. When he awoke from its
regenerative sleep Sauron was un-amused, disappointed and angry with Middle
Earth. How dare those petty creatures
not submit to his rule, though the Dark Lord.
He would have his revenge. He would destroy all those that thwarted him.
He would be merciless. He would be
cruel and strong, but above all else he would rule Middle Earth in its
entirety. Then, once ruler of Middle Earth, he would quest westwards over the
sea and destroy the elven havens. He
would be the absolute ruler and Sauron knew that should his ambitions come to
be realised he would be as if a god.
Yet firstly he need to rebuild himself, but try as he might he could not
reconstruct his finger that had been torn off as the One ring was cut from his
hand. The Dark Lord wondered where his
ring of power was. Probably the elven
demons had it and were guarding it somewhere out of his reach. If only he could but regain his ring, he
could rule middle earth and even broach the realms across the sea, for when he
forged the ring much of his power had been 'vested to it. Without the ring he was diminished. Still strong but with lesser strength and it
would take millennia to regain the lost strength. But this time, once his ring was rightly upon his finger, he
would not be defeated he would bring all the other ring wearers over to
him. At its zenith his powers could
corrupt even the wearers of the three elvish rings and once they were his
slaves he would have power for all eternity.
The dreams of higher power that drove Sauron further corrupted his soul.
As the years passed the Dark Lord slowly began to increase
his strength and he amused himself by breeding new races that would increase
his dark powers. It was here at Dol
Guldur that he completed the breeding of the Olog Hai, a race of trolls that
could withstand light. The torture that these experimental trolls were put
through, is indescribable. Each generation was slowly exposed to more light,
however often the dosage was incorrectly judged and all around Dol Gudur their
stone statues still stand. After
several hundred years the new hybrid trolls could withstand the light of dawn
without their warty hides blistering.
More generations were selected and the light training was augmented by
the distillation of evil magic allowing the trolls to mutate faster. The experimental trolls became slightly
smaller than their nocturnal cousins, but there hides were thicker and their
eyes reduced. Also they became more
viscous and with training, superior fighters.
At last, thought Sauron, he had creations that were worthy to be his
slaves. Ways of increasing the
worthiness of his future armies played upon Sauron's mind. The creatures should be massive, naturally
destructive and loyal to the Dark Lord; yet still intelligent enough to battle
without needing a commander. The Olog
Hai trolls were powerful fighters and more intelligent than orcs but still they
were no match for those demon elves.
Dragons were a race more suited to Sauron's purpose but they never
treated with either the darkness or the light, they wanted no involvement in
the battle between the Dark Lord and the others. This was a shame as the inclusion of worms would be an asset to
Sauron's forces, but they were too arrogant and self-centred to serve him. What the Dark Lord really needed was a much
stronger dark race. The enhanced trolls
were a beginning but served solely to whet Sauron's ambitions to create the
strongest dark race. The dark lord now
wished for the ultimate of dark creatures.
He wished to recreate the ogre race.
Ogres no longer existed on middle earth. These monstrous and
destructive beings had not been seen since the Second Age but they were still
rightly regarded as the most evil and terrifying creatures to have ever
existed. It was with tales of ogres
that a mother would frighten her poorly behaved children, "don't do that the
ogre will get you" and "nasty boys and girls get eaten by ogres." These legends still lived on and for a race
that had not been seen for millennia and even then had been created by the
foulest magic. If Melkor, once master
of Sauron, corrupted elves to create orcs in the first age, reasoned Sauron,
surely he, whose power surpassed that of his erstwhile master, could corrupt
elves to such extent that they became ogres.
To obtain elves to fulfil his despicable plan, Sauron commanded the
spiders of the Mirkwood, to trap sylvan elves and bring them to him at Dol
Guldur and once he had elves in sufficient numbers the changing process could
begin…
