---Author's note: Someone mentioned that switching between a first person point of view and a third omniscient is a little awkward. I apologize, but I did not want this to turn into an "I walked here and thought…" kind of story. Since much of the story will focus on Lurtz's thoughts, I thought it'd be interesting to make the basic text of the story only his that, reacting to some events that we can see, with some explained. And this won't turn into an uruk-love story. Let me know in your reviews if you see any bad mistakes! Refer to chapter one for disclaimer.---

Slave to the White Hand

-----Chapter 2: Evil consumes-----

Yes…My weapon! My blade…I will live by this! Thousands will die by my hand, and thousands more by my sword! I can see it already soaked in blood, bathed in the very life and death of my enemies. I do not know the names of my foes, but if they do not follow the White Hand, then I will make them pay!

I can hear it in my head, you know. That wonderful, yet horrible voice of good-will and malice, of reason and treachery. The way he spoke and called me "Child"…ptooh! I am no child of his! If I was so, then I would be small and frail, and susceptible to the pain of the world. Nay, I feel no earthly pain. What he deals out, that is what I fear. I will not live to cross him again…but I still loath the very sight of him, and though my hands may not split the bones in his neck, others will bring him and his little reign crashing down! But for now, I remain in the service of the White Hand…and must kill for him, owing my allegiance, my life to him. It will not always be so! By the blade I carry, it will not!

Ahh, I'm hungry again…I forever lust for the taste of man-flesh…the orc in that pit seems so long ago, thought it was only a few hours…They have kept me confined in this stinking pit, thinking my hunger will be subdued by a few strips of ancient dry meat.

Tomorrow…tomorrow we march to find the halflings! I am eager for this mission, for I am told that they are in a company composed partially of mortal flesh! One of them is said to be a Gondorling…I have long desired to taste the flesh of a Man of Gondor! I will kill and devour him, and perhaps this aching hunger will die away…

I do not trust anyone in my company…Treacherous and murderous they are, but I was forced to tell them of my special bounty. They can have the Ranger and the Dwarf, but the other Man is mine! They fear me, the puny orcs and weak uruk-hai's, so they dare not cross me…

There is another reason I am anxious for tomorrow to come. What if those stupid creatures kill the halflings? Repercussions from the White Hand would be swift, but terribly painful…none of my army would live to tell about it! I would rip the halflings apart myself, if it was not for the fact that I, too, would be ripped apart if I should carry that act out. I will be watching those moronic things, and I will not hesitate to put an arrow through the head of any one who moves to kill the halflings!

But…this…this would be protecting them! I…I do not understand, I have been born into evil! I cannot help them, they are part of the Western world…I have sworn to see the downfall of the West! Why must I protect those who come forth from it?

I cannot think of this now. I sense that Sharky perceives my thoughts…Even now, his thoughts are probably turning to my own…He may be treacherous but he does not like anyone who disagrees with him. I know. I felt the pain, a pain that no other can even dream of! I fell to the floor before him, at his mercy…

…And he spared me…Yes, for now, I will remember that he spared me, and did not crush my skull with the butt of his staff. I know that it pained him to show mercy, and it pains me to have received it…I would rather have died with a thousands arrows in my heart than to have my life in the hands of a withered old man…But knowing that he spared me will keep my wrath in check, so perhaps I will feast upon the blood and flesh of man before the sun sets upon his life.

Even so, I sense that there is a greater purpose to my life. Maybe…maybe I am searching for something else…I am forever drawn to the East…