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but that's about it.)
A/N: Thank you so much for reviewing! I am glad you like my story, so here's more!
Frodo was disgusted at what he was told to eat. He attempted some water and, not wishing to eat something that could have once been human, avoided the meat. He couldn't get his teeth into the bread: it was hard as stone. He nibbled some lembas and, wishing he could be someplace else, fell into a dreamless sleep.
He woke up in a room much like the first one. This time, however, he was chained to the stone. He correctly assumed that this was a torture chamber. What he didn't know was that this was the very room where Gollum betrayed him and spoke his name.
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The orc, remembering the wretched creature Gollum, decided that he would do the same to this captive that was about the same stature. He would first question, and if there wasn't a sufficient answer to his questions, he would move the captive to an instrument he fondly called "The Stretcher." It consisted of two wheels; each had a place for the wrists or ankles to be bound to it. It started out in a semi-comfortable position with the captive not being stretched at all. As time progressed and the captive didn't give sufficient answers, the wheels were turned in opposite directions. There were also places on the wall where a captive could be hung from his wrists until he gave in, although that wasn't as fun as taking a red-hot poker from the fire and blistering the captive's skin with it. There was also the usual whip to remind the captive that he was in charge.
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Frodo looked around at the various instruments of torture. He was more afraid that he would accidentally disclose some information that would bring about the ruin of them all than of physical pain. Nothing was as bad as the pain he had received from the cursed Morgul blade. He waited for the orc to speak. It said, in a distorted version of the Common Tongue, "What business do you have in Mordor?"
Frodo answered as he had in Bree, those many long weeks before, "m.my business is my own."
"Incompetent fool!" the orc exclaimed. "Would you rather agree or be tortured?"
Frodo decided not to answer that question. It would hurt him no matter which answer he chose; he would be tortured no matter what and he didn't want to agree. He finally noticed that the orc carried a whip and that he wouldn't be afraid to use it.
The orc asked again, "What business do you have in Mordor?"
Frodo decided to answer as truthfully as he could: "I was led here by Smeagol- Gollum. He promised me a safe way in. I.I," his voice faltered as his imagination ran dry.
"We'll get the truth out of you soon enough," the orc responded. He then proceeded to untie Frodo and place him on "The Stretcher." "Perhaps a few hours on this will help to loose your tongue." He started to slowly turn the wheels apart until Frodo screamed.
"I was supposed to help him slay the creature! Shelob, he called it. We were to take over her den and take her place. At the last possible moment he deserted me and I knew that he had never really meant anything except to get it a new meal."
"Well, well," the orc said, "some truth at last, although I feel you are not telling me all." He proceeded to turn the wheels even farther apart.
"Stop! Stop, I beg of you," Frodo screeched, "I will tell all!"
A/N: Hee hee hee I know I'm evil! Please R/R on what you think of it so far. Is the orc convincing? Are Frodo's responses logical? Help me out!!!!!
(The line of ~s indicates a change of perspective if you didn't already know that ^.^)
A/N: Thank you so much for reviewing! I am glad you like my story, so here's more!
Frodo was disgusted at what he was told to eat. He attempted some water and, not wishing to eat something that could have once been human, avoided the meat. He couldn't get his teeth into the bread: it was hard as stone. He nibbled some lembas and, wishing he could be someplace else, fell into a dreamless sleep.
He woke up in a room much like the first one. This time, however, he was chained to the stone. He correctly assumed that this was a torture chamber. What he didn't know was that this was the very room where Gollum betrayed him and spoke his name.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The orc, remembering the wretched creature Gollum, decided that he would do the same to this captive that was about the same stature. He would first question, and if there wasn't a sufficient answer to his questions, he would move the captive to an instrument he fondly called "The Stretcher." It consisted of two wheels; each had a place for the wrists or ankles to be bound to it. It started out in a semi-comfortable position with the captive not being stretched at all. As time progressed and the captive didn't give sufficient answers, the wheels were turned in opposite directions. There were also places on the wall where a captive could be hung from his wrists until he gave in, although that wasn't as fun as taking a red-hot poker from the fire and blistering the captive's skin with it. There was also the usual whip to remind the captive that he was in charge.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Frodo looked around at the various instruments of torture. He was more afraid that he would accidentally disclose some information that would bring about the ruin of them all than of physical pain. Nothing was as bad as the pain he had received from the cursed Morgul blade. He waited for the orc to speak. It said, in a distorted version of the Common Tongue, "What business do you have in Mordor?"
Frodo answered as he had in Bree, those many long weeks before, "m.my business is my own."
"Incompetent fool!" the orc exclaimed. "Would you rather agree or be tortured?"
Frodo decided not to answer that question. It would hurt him no matter which answer he chose; he would be tortured no matter what and he didn't want to agree. He finally noticed that the orc carried a whip and that he wouldn't be afraid to use it.
The orc asked again, "What business do you have in Mordor?"
Frodo decided to answer as truthfully as he could: "I was led here by Smeagol- Gollum. He promised me a safe way in. I.I," his voice faltered as his imagination ran dry.
"We'll get the truth out of you soon enough," the orc responded. He then proceeded to untie Frodo and place him on "The Stretcher." "Perhaps a few hours on this will help to loose your tongue." He started to slowly turn the wheels apart until Frodo screamed.
"I was supposed to help him slay the creature! Shelob, he called it. We were to take over her den and take her place. At the last possible moment he deserted me and I knew that he had never really meant anything except to get it a new meal."
"Well, well," the orc said, "some truth at last, although I feel you are not telling me all." He proceeded to turn the wheels even farther apart.
"Stop! Stop, I beg of you," Frodo screeched, "I will tell all!"
A/N: Hee hee hee I know I'm evil! Please R/R on what you think of it so far. Is the orc convincing? Are Frodo's responses logical? Help me out!!!!!
(The line of ~s indicates a change of perspective if you didn't already know that ^.^)