Chapter 3
Meeting Death and Making Choices
A large flaming eye came down from the sky to float before a young girl. The girl looked on entranced by the flames dance.
"Do you have what I seek?" The eye boomed the question at the girl. The wraiths behind her quivered with the voice. The girl stood and faced the eye.
"I have what it is that you seek." The girl responded. She raised her hand up and took a golden ring that glowed power off her finger. The ring flat in her palm she moved forward toward the eye. When she was close enough she raised her hand to the eye so as to see for itself.
In the next moment the ring lifted from her hand and fled into the fire of the eye. The fire of the eye blinked out. A pinpoint of light was the one thing that seemed to reassure that Sauron was still there. It was like watching a star coming at you. The pinpoint became the size of a marble and then a small softball and yet it continued to grow like a water-balloon being filled with water. Soon the light was way to bright to look at. The wraiths and the girl all covered their eyes. And then there was an explosion.
The explosion was so loud that it could be heard and felt all over Middle Earth. It was also heard in Rivendell and those of the council quivered in fear of what it would be. For Sauron was now returned to his power and former glory. All of Middle Earth would soon feel his wrath.
The girl and the wraiths had opened their eye's and beheld the sight of their Lord fully restored. Well the girl had not sworn fealty yet but....
Natasha POV
I watched as Sauron became whole again. Well, all he needed was me to make it complete. I mean here I was in Barad-Dur or better known as Sauron's fortress and on top of it all I had given him his ring back. In other words he was in my debt.
"sigh. Back at last! I trust that everything will move faster now that I am back to my former strength." Sauron looked at the wraiths and then looked at me. Sauron was dressed in battle gear but not in is famous black armor. His eyes were demon eyes. In fact he looked exactly how he had looked when I had met him in the Astral. He smiled when he looked at me as if confirming what I knew.
"Natasha! A pleasure it is that you have come and restored me to my former power. Do not going waving this around but I am in your debt. And that goes for you my servant wraiths. I don't want people to think that I have gone soft over some girl from another world." Sauron addressed everyone standing. He seemed eager somehow. I'm guessing that he couldn't wait for the moment when he would conquer all of Middle Earth.
A sharp blade pierced my back. I would not fall. I did not want to be dragged away. But I was... The wraiths talked but I could not understand them. It seemed obvious now. I would become a slave or so that is what I thought.
Miguel POV
I watched and tried to help but I couldn't for I could not even lift a finger to help her. The leader of the ten stabbed her for no apparent reason. When I was able to move the other wraiths grabbed a hold of her and began carrying her down the stairs. There were doors every so many feet down the tower. I think it was thirty or more steps that I counted but that sort of depended since the fortress was built unevenly on the mountain.
We had gone down at least two doors before we entered the third door. The room was obviously a bed chamber. The wraiths laid, Tasha on her stomach on the bed. I wondered if the room was Sauron's chamber. I just hoped not. I don't want to see her hurt because of this. After the others had laid her down they beckoned me to come with them. I followed out the door but looked back in hopes that I would see her awake and laughing at my worry. She remained on the bed unmoving. Turning back around to face the others I saw their expressions. They were curious.
"She is my best friend so I worry." I said to them. They nodded and beckoned for me to follow. Silently I made a prayer to whoever heard that my friend would be all right.
Sauron POV
I watched as my wraiths took the girl from my sight for she would be taken to Minas Morgul where she would then live and train. For that is what I had instructed privately with the leader of the nine. Although I am sure that in no time at all I will have more wraiths then I know what to do with. Already my orcs had started calling them the Ten which bothered me to no end.
The girl's face popped into my head unwillingly as I pondered. She did restore me but at a cost to her own life. Should I really make her my slave? or should I make her my queen? There didn't seem to be an answer to these questions. And yet it bothered him that he had made the wraith stab her. Why did he do it? Usually I can go about doing what I wish and without the question of, 'why he had done it.' He would just do it. No questions asked. Why now of all times did he feel those questions burn in his mind. It was almost as if he felt guilty about it.
With that last thought he sent a silent message to drop the girl off in his guest bed chamber. After I sent the message I made my way out the door as well and to her chambers to see what I could do.
When I was outside the door I could hear a moan. She must be waking up. Yet she shouldn't because of the poison of the morgul blade. I opened the door and walked in and she saw me.
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After what seemed forever I finally woke up. I was tired and the poison in my body didn't help matters either. I wanted to sleep but if I did that I might not ever wake up again. When I looked toward the door I saw Sauron standing there rather apprehensive of coming in. When he saw me looking at him I could not help but frown.
"Well, is there a reason?" I asked him about the stabbing. He smiled then and said something that I could not hear.
"You will be mine to command. Do you not find that ironic since you did bring me back to life. At least you won't have to worry about finding a job when you can work for me." Sauron explained.
I looked at Sauron and only nodded. He was the boss that I would work for. Maybe I could get a chance to torture people. At that thought Sauron smiled very widely at me. He seemed to have read my mind.
"Of course if you want to torture people you are welcomed to do so." Sauron said. I wanted to smile but the pain of coldness was spreading throughout my body. Sauron noticed this but paid no head to the display of emotion. He rather seemed amused at me for whatever reason.
"Soon! You will be in my service." Sauron said but continued again.
"I can stop the pain and make you all better if you swear yourself to me."
The icy cold felt very similar to when being in a blizzard but colder it only got. Must think warm thoughts! When he said he could stop the pain I couldn't help but shake my head.
"I don't deserve it. All I have ever known is torment by not just by other people but by the very people who sired me. No one cares to know whether I am dead or alive for all I know I think they would get a pleasure out of it. I have been called many names and now I am beginning to think that they are true. Maybe......it is better this way. At least I'll be out of everyone's hair..." At that moment I lay back down and closed my eyes. My tears fell silently down the sides of my face.
I felt a finger wipe away my tears. The bed dipped as Sauron sat beside me. His hand rested on my shoulder.
"Your not the only one who has been tormented. Don't tell anyone about this to anyone but my parents were the same way. They tried to kill me just so that I would toughen up to there standards. Mine abused me physically but yours torture you mentally. You don't have anything to fear here. I will make sure of that! I also know that you suppress your anger. You must let it out otherwise you will explode someday. Do you want to know how I let mine out?" Sauron asked. By now I had opened my eyes to look up at Sauron. He looked into my eyes and he seemed to almost gasp at the cruelty he saw in them. I nodded.
"I tortured others in a way to vent my anger out on something. Over time I grew found of torture and that is what I used to strike fear into all other's hearts. You see, you don't have to be alone. If you embrace to become a ringwraith your mind might become lost." Sauron smiled then.
"Us torture souls need to stick together." I whispered. He smiled then.
"So what will it be? To live out as a ringwraith or something more?" Sauron asked. There was a burning light in his eyes that shone. It was a flame flickering with a life that seemed immortal.
"I choose....something mor..." I could not say another word for I went unconscience from the poison.
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She went unconscience before she could say anymore. It was to late. If she had said it sooner I would have been able to save her. I am afraid to say this but the only one I know who could save her now is Elrond the half-elven. She didn't have much time and I would have to leave in the up-most secrecy. I didn't want my country to question or doubt me, their Lord.
It didn't take long before I was already heading to Rivendell. Behind me the ringwraiths flanked me. Bodyguards to the end or at least as far as the river. As we rode into the night I wondered if I would be able to get her healed. I mean after all I would certainly be recognized as the Dark Lord Sauron.
