Chapter 1- The Ring
This is my first fanfic, so I decided to write about Gollum's life during and before The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. Please R&R. Hope it's good!
Sméagol leapt onto shore as Deagol surfaced, holding the golden Ring. The gold flashed as the sunlight found it. Sméagol was captivated the moment he saw it. The greedy water-hobbit's eyes grew wide in a uncontrollable greed to have the Ring for himself. "Give the Ring to me, Deagol. It's my birthday, and I would like a present. Give it to me. Give it to me now!" Sméagol shouted.
Deagol shook his head. "Why should I give it to you? I was the one who found it. It is my ring now. Go now, go back to your hole on the other side of the river." Deagol replied, walking away from the river side.
Sméagol shrieked and pounced upon his best friend. They quickly engaged in a hand-fight. Deagol threw a punch at Sméagol's head. The hobbit's now bloody face contorted into a evil sneer. Sméagol throttled Deagol's throat. He was gasping for air in a second. But Sméagol would not let up. In less than a minute, Deagol's body went limp. Sméagol happily leapt about. The beautiful, gleaming, precious ring was his. He picked it up and gazed into it. "My preciousss." Sméagol said in a ugly, evil voice.
Then he put it on. The moment he realized he was invisible to any and all around him, he grew dreadfully mischievous. Sméagol stole anything he could get his hands on and spied on his own family. His family members despised him, and when the River-Town learned that he had done in Deagol, his family banished him never to return. The poor rejected Sméagol crept away towards the Misty Mountains.
