Ok, because of viewer's inquiry, yes, I do know that there are five Istari; I just never mentioned Olórin or Radagest, because from what I know, Curumo only traveled to the East with Alatar and Pallando. And by the way, once Curumo is out of Valinor, should he still be called Curumo, or Saruman? I'm just going to call him Saruman, because this is now in Middle-Earth. Of course, my facts might be wrong, but that's ok. This is a continuation of Part One, so before anyone starts reading, please read Part One. And, if you can, could you please submit a review for any of my stories? Thank you!
The Other Two: Part 2
Alatar woke up, and stretched out his arms. He yawned, and looked around at the barren landscape. Day two in this new land, he thought. Alatar glanced over to Pallando. He was still sleeping, with his eyes staring over the silvery mountains. Alatar smiled mischievously, and hit Pallando with his staff.
"Wake up you kaimiendol!"
Pallando groaned, and hit back with his own staff.
Alatar let out a small wince, but it was enough to wake Saruman.
"What is going on?" shouted Saruman. Alatar and Pallando jolted upright, and sheepishly smiled. Saruman did not look amused. He glared at the two sea-blue Istari, and walked stiffly away. Alatar whispered in Pallando's ear, "Someone did not have enough cuivienen today." Pallando nodded in agreement, rubbed his eyes. His stomach growled, and he hungrily eyed the coimas. Alatar groaned, and broke off a piece for Pallando. Pallando's eyes shone with thanks, and Alatar smiled. That smile was quickly broken by a harsh frown from Saruman, so the two stopped making any facial expression, and started eating their coimas.
Saruman went back to his shelter, and pulled out Alatar's blue robes. He had been shifting through its pockets, and found quite a few interesting things, including an Elvish manuscript on the Dark Lord Morgoth. He had started reading, and was fascinated by the way Morgoth rose to power. From one of the Valar, to the Enemy of the World, Saruman thought. The more he thought, the more he decided that the Dark Lord was correct for defying the world. But, he kept his thoughts to himself, and continued acting the way he did, arrogant and all-knowing.
When Saruman came back to the regular camp, he was smiling smugly. Pallando glanced uneasily at Alatar, and motioned the words with his mouth, Why is Saruman acting stranger than usual? Alatar shrugged, and continued eating. Pallando sighed, and tried to stop thinking about it. But, the more he thought about it, the more it seemed that Saruman knew something. He put down his coimas, and rose from the camp. Saruman asked, "Pallando, where are you going? You have barely eaten half of your portion of coimas!" His voice sounds too happy, and secretive, thought Pallando, and so he whispered, "I am not too hungry today, o Lord Saruman. I have a very delicate stomach, so I cannot eat too much." Alatar looked at Pallando funny, but when he saw a troubled look in Pallando's eyes, he kept his worries to himself.
"Very well," said Saruman, "but I do not like it when irresponsible people just leave their food lying around." He did not try to hide the hint in his words.
"Yes, my lord," whispered Pallando, and so he swept off to his own camp.
Saruman sat next to Alatar. "So," he said, "what do you think about the challenge of the Dark Lord Morgoth?" The question took Alatar off guard, and he asked cautiously, "Why do you ask me this question?"
"Oh, just curious. I mean, we are both Maiar, so this is no question of secrecy between us." Saruman chose his words carefully, using only the ones that he thought were most persuasive.
Alatar thought about it a long time, then said, "I don't agree with the Dark Lord on many of the things that he did, but I must admit, it is very interesting about his rise to power. The only reasons that I went on this trip was because Pallando was going, and because I wanted to see if I could find, well, a growing Dark Lord. I just think that too many light lords have ruled, and that if I could just find out a little about the dark side, then my life would not be so..." He yawned.
Saruman nodded. "You are right, my friend. The light lords keep everything so tidy and just so. It does get tiring, and the chance to meet a Dark Lord excites me also. The Dark Lord Morgoth was once a light lord, but his restrainment in the rankings of the Valar led him to realize that light was not his path, but it was rather darkness. I think that the dark side is much more interesting than the light side, but of course, that is my opinion, and you know that the Istari are not allowed to deal with the Dark Lords." Alatar had no idea what Saruman was talking about, but he nodded anyways, and kept on eating his coimas.
Pallando was listening to the whole conversation behind one of the great boulders in the field, and his quick and nimble mind processed this conversation to lead him to the conclusion that Saruman was becoming ambitious. He frowned. Saruman was already in such high regard. He wanted to go higher. Would that mean... Pallando's heart raced. If Saruman wanted to go higher, he could take Olórin's place as the chief Maiar of the people of Manwë and Varda! Pallando could not imagine such a thing. Olórin was the nicest of all the Maiar, and he was definitely the wisest. However, Saruman was put as chief of the Istari, so the Istari had to follow him.
Pallando's mind worked quickly, and he thought up a conclusion to the strange conversation between Alatar and Saruman. Saruman was trying to use Alatar, but he still wasn't sure what. Pallando racked his mind. What did Alatar have that Saruman would possibly use?
He immediately thought about the book that Alatar had written about the Dark Lord Morgoth. He shrugged the idea off. That book had been in one of Alatar's blue robes. However, the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Didn't Alatar complain about leaving his spare blue robes behind? Wasn't the Morgoth book in one of those blue robes? His next thought froze him in his place. Didn't he and Alatar leave Saruman alone with those robes? He peeked over the boulder, and saw Alatar eating his coimas, with Saruman watching him. Pallando shivered, and started heading for his camp.
Saruman's mind was working. He was thinking about the new information that he had just received from Alatar. If what he had just been told was true, then Alatar wanted to join the dark side! That would be breaking the Istari laws. If that were true, Saruman greedily thought, and I had caught him, then I would surely be upgraded, and take the place of the no-good Olórin. He smiled sinisterly. Then, he thought, wait, what about that quiet Blue Istari? His smile turned into a frown. Pallando was always quiet, but he was the wiser of the two Blue Istari. He would somehow have to remove Pallando from the camp in order to isolate Alatar, and find out more information on the new, rising Dark Lord. Again, he kept his thoughts to himself, but he began to take note of what he saw around him. And the first thing that he saw was a blue figure taking off into the direction of the camps.
