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DISCLAIMER: The characters of LotR are not mine, there's only one creator and there are over 6 billions of residents on Earth, I think if the creator would ACTUALLY write a fan fiction he should claim his ownership instead of letting thousands of people disclaim it

SUMMARY: Frodo is captured by Saruman who wants to claim the ring, but.. Where is the one ring? Just read and see.. (Reviews would be really appreciated)

RATED: R, for dark themes, violence, abuse and some angst-y subjects

AN: I am so sorry for lying to you. Obviously my optimism let me believe that I would cover all this in a one chapter, but obviously my optimism was wrong and I have extended the story for one or two chapters.

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Aratlithiel: Heh, (scratches my head) um, yeah (sighs) you're right. Well it was worth the shot; maybe my sub conscience was testing the review skills of the readers, you know wondering if anybody really cared.

Cstini: Welcome back! Well if you've read the author's note I have extended it for one or two chapters. I think the next chapter will have to rule it out.

Endymion: Danke! You don't know how much your words mean to me. I admit I am maturing, and I got a lot to cover in English grammar and the vocabulary itself.

Iorhael: *Gives a hug back* Thank you, thank you, thank you! Without your advice I don't think I would have continued, well maybe but it wouldn't had been updated so soon after this whole dilemma about the ending.

Caleigho: Thank you! And welcome! "Welcome" is that appropriate so near the ending? Well it's ALWAYS nice to receive a review from a new person. So.. Welcome!

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Exhaustion and grieve was hard to miss in the crowd of the army. Many people had failed to fight for their own lives to fight for something greater, the future of their heir. Though Aragorn was a warrior he couldn't help but feel like he wanted to just break down, but he denied himself of that privilege and instead he watched as the other's mourned for their fallen kin.

They were so near victory that Aragorn felt his stomach raise and fall in the beat of the horn that would greet them if they would return, if he would return. Though he could feel the presence of the victory, he knew the fate could take all kinds of turns and one could never be sure of absolute triumph.

He tried to look for Gandalf, but the wizard was nowhere in sight and there was nothing to mark that his presence had been there.

Legolas approached Aragorn in a slow walk; some of his kin had fallen in the battle, but he knew that in Sauron's war there wasn't time to grieve.

"Take Merry and Pippin with you and search for Frodo" Aragorn said without looking at the elf "I won't risk to send them out there alone"

Legolas hesitated and stood beside him for a while, lost in his own thoughts when Aragorn turned around to face him "Take Oropher with you. Look out for each other"

Legolas understood that the grief was wearing Aragorn down and the elf understood that the Ranger wouldn't be able to deal with many more deaths. Even the strongest one would eventually break down.

Departing with a slight nod, Aragorn grabbed the elf's forearm before vanishing "Look out for each other" The sentence was spoken clearier than before

"We will" Legolas assured him

Before heading off they gave each other a half smile, to reassure each other. But both departed with a slight doubt in their heart

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Frodo grunted as Sam shoved his sturdy foot into his side, searing pain was sent through his body and automatically he rolled over to protect his abused side.

"Where is the Ring, Frodo?" Sam asked, a hint of satisfaction was to find in his voice and yet the satisfaction was not fulfilled, for Sam needed something. Something that Frodo was suspected of providing.

Another kick was sent in his way and that one connected with his chest, knocking the air out of the already panting hobbit. While trying to collect air, Sam threw himself at him and with his whole body weight he pushed the weaker hobbit down. His hands clutched at Frodo's tunic, finding away to rip it off.

Frodo writhed beneath his body, desperately trying to find away out. Sam succeeded of ripping the garment of Frodo's upper body that was already shivering because of the coldness in the chamber.

"Don't move" Sam whispered into his ear "Or you'll be out for far more worse"

Frodo clenched his eyes shut, hoping that the darkness would welcome him to its world. But for once the darkness didn't welcome him. Sam pulled himself off of Frodo's body and paced around the chamber. Frodo didn't move what mischief Sam had in mind, but he had soon approached again.

Frodo's eyes widened when he saw what Sam had grasped in his hand. A whip! Frodo scrambled to try to get to his feet, but somehow his body betrayed him and Sam was on the top off him again "Remember what I said about you movin'?" Sam asked, his eyes glistening with greed.

Frodo gave up; he knew he wouldn't escape the Hell that the Ring had gotten him to. The quest had already claimed his life, but his body was still held captive; Soon, Frodo told himself; Soon.

With a great force Sam rolled him over, so his face was turned to the floor, his bare back exposed to Sam, who the malice had taken. Sam was gone, but his body was also held captive in the dark land.

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Saruman faced the window, staring far off into the South when someone approached behind him. Saruman couldn't help the smirk that appeared on his face, calmly he spoke; "Tell me, Gandalf. Do you really think that your army can rule Sauron himself?"

Slowly he turned around to face the pilgrim who stood behind him "I believe that the fate will lead us to victory"

"Victory" Saruman muttered, "There are no such things. The darkness will always be around even though you'd destroy Sauron"

"Darkness, yes. But evil, no" Gandalf said "We will win, Saruman"

Saruman hesitated

"You see, Saruman. The only thing that we need is a Ringbearer to bear the Ring to Mount Doom. You're army is gone" Gandalf couldn't help but smirk, "My army has slaughtered them"

"The Ring is lost, you fool. Your Ringbearer lost it!" Saruman called out

Gandalf's expression changed when Saruman mentioned the Ringbearer "The Ringbearer did what was best in his situation, he sent it back"

In frustration Saruman leapt out at Gandalf

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AN2: Review me, please! (Sighs) I'm so tired of begging!