Disclaimer: I do not own Lotr it belongs to the great J.R.R.Tolkien

I will probably use both movie and book verse. This is my first fanfiction so READ AND REPLY. I could really use the feedback.

Truth Unveiled

Chapter 1-Death in the land

A solitary figure stood in the darkened room eyes scanning the horizon awaiting the first light of dawn to push back the darkness covering the land.

Unfortunately it would take more than the sun to break the darkness, which lay veiled in the land. Hidden in the shadows, never seen but always felt by those who realized its existence. The cold chill ever-present running along their spine. For this hidden as it is, it is even more deadly as it crept slowly taking over and before who realised it you were surrounded by it, suffocated, and found the enemy had already taken and destroyed your closest and strongest allies. Such was the fate here only a miracle could save us now and they were few and far between. There were others who needed such miracles, as in the land of Gondor. Struggling to force back the numerous armies that sprung forth everyday from deep in the bowls of Morder. Endless armies now stronger then ever and to strong to hold back for much longer. Soon they will break free and destroy all who dwell in the lands outside Mordor. No the Valar has forsaken these lands, forsaken us to the darkness that awaits and the doom of all who still resided in Middle- Earth. We can not escape for those who are our only hope are being killed or imprisoned until eventually there will be no voice crying out against the evil now in control of these lands. Still there is always hope though it is almost lost, struggling against the enveloping darkness like a candle against the cold harsh strong winter winds that blow from the north. It is hopeless we are forsaken ensnared in a trap we were too blind too see....

"Mother" a desperate voice called breaking her musings. "Quickly, you must come quickly"

"What is it my child what is wrong" She asked concerned at the sign of his distress.

"It is uncle Théodred mother, they were ambushed in the West Marches by orcs they say he will not live to see the new day."

At hearing that she quickly rushed out of the room and into the dark gloomy corridor in search of Théodred's room. Quickly entering she gasped at the sight of Théodred lying at deaths door. Their two cousins Éomer and Éowyn stood heads bowed in the silence standing at the foot of his pallet.

"Brother" she cried, "Oh Théodred please wake up, you must. I need you and Rohan does as much if not even more."

"Sister" the voice was hoarse and not above a whisper."

"Théodred please stay strong you are much need here to help fight the darkness"

"I can not for I can feel the life draining out of me. Take care dear sister I will watch over you always" and with those last words his eyes glazed over gone forever.

Crying her eyes out she stayed kneeling in front of his deathbed clutching his cold hands in hers as if he would come back. A hand was placed over each of her shoulders and a deep voice said.

"Come cousin do not grieve for it was not what he would have wanted though he will be well missed by all who are true to Rohan."

"I know Éomer but I feel so drained of life and have no will to live and see the darkness take over while we are powerless to defend our people to defend against it." and her two cousins helped her out of the room.

Looking out of the window the first rays of dawn finally appeared pushing back the dark covering the land for at least one more day.