Hello, I am new to this whole fanfiction business, so I hope that I make a good first impression. Please read and review! I hope that you, the reader, will enjoy my take on what happened after the One Ring was destroyed.
I Do not own anything that is J.R.R. Tolkien's creations or any of the creations made by Peter Jackson's movie adaptations of the Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit . Please do not copy the characters that are my own creation.
I hope you enjoy. The Story gets better as you go. Please review if you like it or have any advice or comments for me about the story, plot, or my writing style! Thank you.
Prologue
Pain, pain like no other assaulted my senses. I became aware of my body by the pain it was experiencing. I opened my eyes, seeing that I was in a crudely made cage. My captors laughed at me as I regained consciousness. One ugly brute stuck a hot poker through the cage and jabbed it into my arm. A low growl of pain and fury erupted from my chest, something the orcs on the other side were not expecting. They backed up as fear momentarily crossed their eyes, replaced by anger.
The leader screamed, "GET THAT MAGGOT OUT OF THAT CAGE! We are gonna teach her some manners!"
Inwardly I cringed as the cage door was opened and sharp sticks at my back drove me out into a circle of orcs, outwardly I showed no fear. Pain was all I had ever known since I was captured by Sauron and his countless servants of evil. One of his servants, a dark elf, killed my parents in front of me in order to make me serve him and his dark deeds. I had been five at the time. I refused to serve him. Seventeen years later I still refused.
You may be wondering why he wanted a five year old to serve him. Well as far as I could tell, it was because of my unique abilities. My father was an elf; my mother was a descendant of Beorn. Because of my parents, I have the ability to change into any animal form I desire, some easier than others. My first form was a white tiger. Ever since my first transformation, I was most comfortable as a tiger and not in the form of my human self. Other transformations, depending on the size and species, cause varying degrees of pain.
I also had a way with weapons and the gift of gab. I could understand any language among the different populations of Middle Earth and animals. Since I am a mammal, the mammalian languages come easiest to me. It takes me while to converse with birds and reptiles.
I should also probably explain why, after Frodo destroyed the ring, Sauron is still around. The evil that was the ring may have destroyed the great eye, but not his soul. That still remained. As of now, he does not have his body back yet. He is trying to get it back, and perhaps that's one of the reasons he wants me. I know he also wants me to "lead" his armies. Of course, I'm not about to do that. I know evil when I see it. The time I have spent as a prisoner in Mordor has not changed that.
Chapter 1 will be coming out soon! Thanks for reading and please review! Thank you!