Full Summary: Nividia is an Elf, but not only an Elf, she is also a tiger. Made by the Darkest Lord of all. After being in the service of the Dark Lord for thousands of years, she must now face the light side of the world as she tries to be good. Everyone fears her, as she is the most powerful creature in Middle-earth. But shocking discovery comes out as she might not come from Middle-earth at all.

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Chapter 1:

I Serve Lord Melkor

He only needed to say few words on the Dark Language and the Fire was there. Burning from the ashes of a dead woman body, the Fire danced after the Music only the Spirit heard. "Rise from the arches. Rise!" He shrieks. The dead woman lay there but from the distance in the Fire they saw a figure coming towards them. The man had another man next to them. The man had red clothes on, and the other one was dressed in black armour. Ready for what will come before them.

The figure turned out to be a naked woman. The both Lords thought she was beautiful, with her long black hair and dark eyes, dark as black.

"Come out, Lady. You have the whole world to destroy," the Lord said. The other Lord looked at him, almost afraid.

The naked woman took out her left foot but hesitated. The Lord in red reached out a hand for her and she took it, stepping out from the fire. The Lord smiled and looked at his friend dressed in his armour. "What do you think?" He asked on the Dark tongue as he walked around her, touching her back, her hair and her pointy ears.

"Just as you said she would, but will she remember?" He asked back on the Dark tongue, the Lord only shakes his head.

"Where am I?" The woman asked on the Common tongue.

"Do not be afraid, my lady," the Lord said.

"I am not!" She said fast. The Lord liked her attitude.

"What is your name?" The Lord asked. The woman thought, she did not know. "Your name is Nividia, My Lady and you are mine. We are your masters. I am Lord Melkor; others may say I am Morgoth. This is my lieutenant, Lord Sauron. Now, Change!" The woman took a step back, uncertain what is going on. "CHANGE!" Lord Melkor screamed. Nividia looked at him, knowing she cannot go against them. It would against her nature. She took another step back and then her body changed to a tiger. But this tiger was different. Lord Melkor walked closer to her again, and as a normal Man height the back of the tiger reached him to his waist. Nividia, as a tiger, had dark blue fur and her stripes were black. Her eyes were also black in the darkness.

Lord Melkor stroke her on the back. "Are you happy, my lieutenant?" He asked on the Dark tongue.

"I am," he answered back, not taking his eyes of Nividia. Nividia looked between her two Lords as they talked in a tongue she did not know.

"Now, Nividia. Who do you serve?" Lord Melkor asked.

"I serve Lord Melkor, and Lord Melkor only," she said. Only way she can communicate in tiger form is inside a person's head. She can decide if she only wants to talk to one or to a whole group or an army.

Nividia walked in her tiger form in the dark, underneath the ground, through the many halls in the darkness. She stopped in front of many room and looked to her right. She was mostly in her tiger forms. All other creatures and demons feared her in tiger form. Her voice for them was frightened, because it was like a music tone singing in their heads. That is what they feared. The halls under the ground were to keep the newborn demons in order, make them ready for battles. It didn´t take long before they were allowed to see the world for their first time, and destroy it. The tiger took one step into the room to her right when she heard a loud roar. Far in the room she saw a light. She did not have to be close to see what it was her. Her eyesight was far better than in her normal form, her Elf form.

It was another Balrog with his whip and sword, but she also saw Melkor there. Melkor, her master was dressed in his armour.

Nividia came next to him, not keeping her eyes off the Balrog, she never liked him and he never liked her. Melkor looked at the Balrog as there were Demons and Trolls that tried making him behave.

"My lord," she said inside his head. She sat down and looked upon her master. "When can I see the world?" She asked.

"When you are ready, my dear," he said inside his mind. He did not have to speak when talking to her, only think.

"I am ready." Melkor laughed.

"No, my sweet dear. You are far from ready," he turned to her. "You are my greatest creation. Everyone fears you and every other creature that I will make, no matter how powerful they are, they will still fear you. No one will be stronger than you; I have made sure of that. I want you to be ready before you go out," he said. "Walk with me," he ordered and she followed him out of the room. "I have to go back. Sauron is out there for me, he is doing it better than I thought he would."

"Can I not help? It is a war and you told me everyone would fear me. What is the problem?" She asked. They still walked in the darkness. Only thing that was light was Melkor´s armour.

"Your time will come, just be patient," he said and left her there in the darkness. She did not like it, she did not like staying behind, and she did not like him! Her anger went out making the walls and roof shake.