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Writer's Note: This is my first piece of fan fiction I have written. Please bare with me on my attempts. Thank you.

The Defeat Of Middle Earth

Ch.1 The defeat or the ring bearer

Frodo stood looking over the edge of the cliff at the lava below as Sam cried out to him, "Destroy the ring!" Frodo felt as if a war was raging in his mind; one half telling him to drop the ring and the other half told him to keep it. He was just about to let go when he heard Sam let out a pained cry. He spun around and saw the Witch-king standing a few feet from him holding Sam by his neck. "Give me the ring or your 'friend' here will die... or maybe he would make a great wraith..." He held the morgul blade at Sam's chest.

Frodo looked at the ring that shone innocently in his hand; it was so hard to see the danger the tiny thing could bring. Wasn't Sam's life more important than this stupid ring? He looked at the nazgul leader and said, "A trade. Sam and I can leave here unharmed and free and you will get this ring." The Witch-king was joined by another wraith. "Khamul... go get our master's ring from this... young hobbit." Khamul came towards him and held out his hand. "The ring... now." Khamul hissed. Frodo sighed and dropped it in the wraith's hand. The Witch-king let out a triumphant screech and dropped a gasping Sam on the ground.

The wraiths than left the two friends to their doom as they hurried to their master's side. "Oh... Mr. Frodo... the ring... you should have just destroyed the ring..." Sam moaned. Frodo shook his head, "I could not... not if it would cost you your life..." Sam started to cry, "Oh! But what does it matter Mr. Frodo! Sauron now has the ring! All of Middle Earth is doomed! The Shire will we destroyed... oh my sweet Rossie." Frodo sighed and whispered, "We have best leave now... before anymore of Sauron's followers get here..."

They trudged out into the open and stared in horror as they saw a tall being dressed in black with armor. He wore the One Ring on his finger and held a sword and a mace, he walked steadily towards the Black Gates. They saw the Gates opening and saw the army outside... an army of men stood opposing the forces of Sauron. Frodo moaned, "Oh... what have I done!"