A/N: Hello, those of you who decided this fic was worth your time! (And I'm so happy that you did!) I know OC pairings are usually pushed aside! Thank you for staying by this story. Please review and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Sadly J.R. R. Tolkien does… Well just cannon characters and Middle earth… OC's and this plot are mine.

Chapter 2: An end and Beginning

Three Rings for the Elven-Kings under the sky,

Seven for the Dwarf-Lords in their halls of stone,

Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,

One for the Dark Lord on his Dark throne

In the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie.

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them

One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

In the Land of Mordor where the shadow lie.

When Isildur cut the ring from Sauron's Black Hand with the broken sword of his father, he had a choice to cast it into Mont Doom's fire and rid the world of the Dark Lords evil… Instead he chose to keep it… On one of his later travels Isildur was ambushed, and some thing that should never have been forgotten, were lost.

Until now…

A/N: hehe me and my "beta" agree that this should go in as a teaser for you! I find this to be a beautiful way open the story, no?