Classical: I do not own Lord Of the Rings or the Songs ("Thorn" – By Blind Guardian) used in this Fanfiction.
"A black swan
Is born in that night
The misty pond
Got a new king
Got a new king
So what can we do
With our lives
When it all begins
It's hard and
It's cruel
Will grace die in pain?
Will light ever rise again?"
Frodo walked down the dark hallway with a scowl on his face. If it wasn't the slaves, it was the Riders of Rohan. He ran his hand through his hair. It was of no matter though; the Riders were a small force. When the opportunity came, they would be destroyed. As for the slaves… Frodo scowled again. The slaves might be a whole other problem. There was a large force of them, but, they were weak and most of them were broken. They hadn't seen the light of day for months or even years. If the Orcs attack them soon, they will all be slaughtered.
…Including the women and children
Which would teach the slaves to disobey their master, Sauron the Great.
"I'm trapped in darkness
Still I reach out for the stars
I'm moving in silence
I leave it all far behind"
Yes, they will all be punished for their insolence towards his master. As for this one that calls himself Strider, he would have a slow and painful death for posing as the Ranger.
And if it is Strider?
He paused in the gloom of the hall for a moment at the though that came into his mind.
…if it is Strider?
He asked himself. It was an odd thought. Aragorn son of Arathron was dead after all, there was no reason to worry if it was the heir of Isildur. The fool that had tried to over come his master.
The one that had protected us on our journey.
Oh insolence! How could he think so thoughts, and in his master's very tower?!?
"Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll pray at the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns"
Frodo turned towards where Sam stood, 'I have come,' he said. 'But I do not choose now to do what I came to do. I will not do this deed. The Ring is mine!' He heard Sam's small gasp as Frodo disappeared from sight. Frodo watched as Sam was suddenly pulled to the ground by a shadowy shape. It leapt over him lunging at Frodo. Frodo growled. Gollum! He wanted the Ring! Foolish creature! As Gollum lunged Frodo heard a scream. The Ring Wraiths were coming. They would take it from him too! He must leave! He must get out.
"Let us march on
To the fields of sacrifice
I'm wondering why
I'll carry on
Will I betray myself
To rise
In the silence
It's time to explain
Search for truth in lies
Useful lies"
He continued down the hall. Such thoughts. His master looked after him. His master looked after all of Middle-Earth, and anyways, Aragorn was dead. He came down a flight of stairs. He needed something. He took out a key that hung from his belt and opened the door. Sam looked up with a fearful look on his face. Frodo felt a pang of pain.
When was the last time that you looked up without fear? That you smiled warmly at me and that I could feel your friendship and loyalty? You fear me. Why do you fear me Sam? I would never hurt you.
Frodo noticed a dark bruise showing on Sam's cheek and winced stepping closer.
"Needless love's damned
What can we do with our lives
When it all begins
Come follow me
And you will see
How it will be
When all the pain is gone away"
Sam had his head bowed in submission.
When have I last seen your eyes?
To his dismay, he realized he forgot what colour they were.
"Sam, look up," he instructed. Sam didn't move. He seemed to pull in closer to the wall if possible head still bent down. Frodo crossed the distance and knelt down grasping Sam's chin gently and tilting his face upward. Sam's eyes shone with tears. They were brown.
"Sam…"
"Mr… Frodo? Is it you or is it him again?" Sam asked softly tears running down his face.
"Oh Sam…"
He causes weakness in me
He ran his fingers down Sam's cheek
He's the only thing I have left though… no one can have him, no one can take him from me.
"I want my Mr. Frodo back." Sam whispered shaking slightly.
Except…
"I'm here Sam," Frodo said encircling his arms around the other Hobbit.
Except.
"Why do you do these things if you're him?" Sam asked like a small child.
EXCEPT!
"It's the right thing for us," Frodo answered.
Except… my… master? But…
"It's not, it's not," Sam cried.
But…nothing can take my Sam…except… but… he doesn't want Sam… he doesn't want to hurt him… he doesn't care… does he?
"I just want to go home." Sam sobbed, "I want to go back to the garden, back to the Gaffer an' my family. Why can't I go home?"
If he does want to harm him… I'll have nothing… nothing… and the Ring is gone, everything will be gone…
"Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll pray at the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns"
It seemed as if Gollum could see him. He followed the Ring, and grabbed his hand. Frodo pulled his hand away and pushed the sniveling creature back. Another scream. They came closer.
'DIE YOU FOUL CREATURE! COME NOT NEAR ME NOR MY RING AGAIN!!!!!!' Frodo screamed grabbing onto Gollum's wrist and throwing him to the side. The creature's head hit a rock and it slumped unconscious. Frodo stepped forward and grabbed Sting from Sam's hands.
'DIE WRETCH DIE AND FEEL THE MERCY OF DEATH!' Frodo screamed.
'Mr. Frodo!' Sam yelled coming to again, a nasty gash on his head. Sting came down slashing across Gollum's neck and he lay dead.
'Oh Frodo…' Sam said softly. Screams echoed down the door of Mount Doom.
'Wraiths…' Sam whispered stepping back tears in his eyes. If the dark cloaked wraiths appearing through the smoke scared Sam, Frodo was terrified.
'No! YOU WILL NOT HAVE MY RING!!!!!' Frodo shouted to the Kings in ripped white robes.
'Giiive it to ussssss,' they hissed.
'NO!'
"Let us march on
Though there's no hope at our side
Let us be brave
Though by glory we are denied"
If I keep Sam here, he might die!
Frodo realized all at once as he looked down at the pale gardener.
If he dies you will no longer have your weakness
Frodo felt a cold chill run down his spine
I'll no longer have my strength… no no no NO NO "NO NO!!!!!!!" Frodo screamed. Sam recoiled in fear at Frodo's outbreak.
"NO!!!!!!!!" Frodo yelled again.
"But don't you think
It's time for us
To bring to an end
Come play the song of death"
Sam watched as Frodo raged banging his head and arms on the wall. He noticed a small patch of light.
The door's… open…
Sam shakily stood. Frodo continued shouting and screaming. Sam hesitated for a moment and then ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He got to the door and flung himself out pausing again expecting Frodo to come after him, he didn't. Sam then continued down the hall.
This is crazy, I'll never make it… but if I don't try… I'd rather die than stay here!
"The wisdom in us both
Will make it
Special guaranteed
Come play the song of death"
Frodo suddenly realized he was gone, "SAM!!!!" He cried out seeing that the younger Hobbit had vanished.
"SAM!!!!!!!!" He yelled running after the room opening the door speeding down the hall way. He saw Sam at the edge of the stairs and lunged at him. Sam turned in time to see him. He caught Frodo and they both tumbled down.
"I'm lost in the depth of his eyes
I can't flee
Inner pain caused insanity
It's deep within
The fear and the hunger
Enslaved and denied
By my love and my enemies
I'm the ill-gotten son"
Frodo pinned down Sam staring into fearful brown eyes. Those eyes… that held so much love and devotion for him. That would never let him fall, that always held him and kept him in the light. They only held fear now.
"You're leaving me…" he whispered. Sam didn't understand what Frodo had said. All he could say was, "I have to," Frodo weakly got up, his joints sore from the tumble downstairs. He stood.
"I know…" he said not turning back for a minute.
He's mine!
Frodo clutched his head, "No…" he moaned, he grabbed Sam's arm, "You're mine!" Then he threw himself away from the confused gardener.
"RUN SAM!!!!!" Frodo screamed. Sam didn't need to be told twice. He flew down the hall and down another staircase. Frodo stopped himself from following.
He would die here, he would die… I can't let him die… I'll find him later… I'll get him later and all will be well…
He's yours to do with whatever you want. You cannot let him escape now.
He'll die, he can't die I won't let him die… never never never…
He is a threat to you if you do not keep him under control.
I need him alive… I need my Sam alive…
"Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll pray at the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns"
Frodo felt the fiery eye upon him. His mind slowly broke. The Ring Wraith held a blade and swiped it threw Frodo's ring finger. He fell to the ground. The Black Riders screamed in horrible triumph. He could hear Sam scream. He heard himself scream. The eye was still upon him, running through his mind, stealing this thoughts using memories against him. When he awoke it was in a dark light.
And he served the Master of the Ring for the Ring was his master.
It was never the other way around.
Classical: Sauron's influencing a bit of Frodo's thoughts, even Frodo's mind is a bit twisted on it's own, Sam's terrified. More to come for everyone else next chapter. And a note about Gollum's death. The reason Frodo didn't throw him into Mount Doom or that Sam didn't kill him was because I thought this was over done so I had Frodo kill him and split the difference… does that make sense… well it's late so maybe it doesn't. Oh and I don't know if "Thorn" has anything to do with LotR but I decided it was close enough. Read and Review.