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Pippin was brought abruptly back to the present by a loud bang erupting near his left ear. Saruman had hit his staff on the wall to get Pippin's attention. His head snapped round to focus on the tall figure in white that was leering at him. The wizard had raised his staff again, but instead of pounding it on the wall again he pointed it straight at Pippins chest. He stood there in silence for a while, staring at Pippin with his electric blue eyes.

The hobbit felt a pressure against his forehead, as if someone were trying to get in to his mind. Then it dawned on him. That was what Saruman was trying to do. Get into his mind. Read him like a book. All his secrets would be spilled. Everything about the quest, the Ring…no. He couldn't think about that, he needed to push it to the back of his mind, force Saruman out.

Hr could hear a song in his ears. It was a nice song. Like what he had heard at Lothlorien, eerie, seductive. It was telling him that if he just opened his mind, everything would be alright. Just for him to relax. Sleep. Succumb.

"No!" Pippin screamed out loud. His small voice echoed round the black chamber, magnifying it. The pressure on his forehead increased. The song stopped.

"I gave you the chance to tell me. I asked nicely, but I see that is not enough. IM CONNO-LE. EDRO-LON RIN! NO-ENNAS BAW DOLEN!

An acute pain erupted in his temples. The world was swimming in front of him. Tilting. Everything was hazy but when he tried to shut his eyes, they wouldn't obey his brain. He could feel Saruman probing in his mind. Searching for the answers to his relentless questioning. He couldn't let him do that. He wouldn't.

" Stop! No!" Saruman was forced out of Pippins head by the strength of the halfling's mind. So strong was Pippin's emotion that the wizard went flying across the room and landed sprawled on the black floor after hitting the wall. A trickle or blood ran from underneath Saruman's white hair and made its way down his long nose, leaving a scarlet trail dragging behind it. His eyes were closed and his face was solemn. Dead? Pippin thought. No, just unconscious.

The fight had left Pippin exhausted. He found his eyes closing and he soon fell into a fitful sleep.

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A.N: Thank you reviewers! I bow down to you all! You are my fuel!

Star's dreams: So do the other come into play or is Pippin alone in this. Oh please don't leave him alon with that evil wizard. He hurt Pippin more than he think or maybe he knows that?

Pippin da Great: Haha! I don't know whether the others will come into play in this…im sorta making it up as I go along! I have a fair idea tho! You will have to wait and see!

Icanreadncount:*gasp* I... forgot what I was gonna say. So...just update soon

Pippin da Great: oooh! Is that a good thing??? I hope so! Here u go and I will update soon after this!