Disclaimer:

I own no Tolkien's characters, they are his as well as the places and the events. I only changed his story a bit.

And blah, blah, don't sue me, blah…

Chapter 1

Welcome to Isengard!

"This place stayed pretty much the same since I last visited it." She thought riding into Isengard on her grey stallion that started getting tired from the long ride.

"Orthanc- still standing in its full glory."

She saw the white wizard standing in the distance, on the balcony and then he suddenly disappeared.

"Saruman, you think you know him, but he still remains a mystery."

She mounted off her horse and took her grey hood off. Her hair was red, as the sun in the dusk, when it goes down. Her skin was white and her eyes grey, looking up at the tower.

"Where is that wizard?" She asked herself and in that particular moment, he showed himself on the top of the stairs.

"Lomelin." He said. "I've been expecting you."

"So I have heard. Your messenger told me you needed to talk to me. To discuss a delicate matter. Is this true?"

"While, yes." He said with a smile on his face, and started coming down the stairs slowly.

"What is it about?" She asked him suspiciously.

"Patience. Lomelin. Patience is the key."

He led her into his hall and the first thing she noticed was the Palantir, covered up. She went to it and tried to take off the robe.
"Wait!" He warned her. "Move away from it!"

"Is this what I suspect it is?" She asked him with a spark in her eyes. "A Palantir? One of the seven lost stones? Where did you find it? I thought they were all lost."

"Sit down. I will tell you about it later. First I have to make you an offer that you cannot refuse."

She sat down on a chair and waited eagerly to see what he has to say.

"I know you, Lomelin, for how many years now?" He started.

"I don't know, I stopped counting the years some while ago." She smiled.

"And before that, I knew your father. He was a good friend. A loyal friend. Hard to find those today. He was an honorable elf lord. It is shame that he had to die like that. In a horrible way."

On the mention of her father's death she froze. She didn't like talking about that.

"Could you please tell me what this is all about? I don't have that much time." She said nervously.

"Calm down. Lomelin. I just wanted to tell you what a great lord of Eregion he was. Eregion, an elven realm between the mountains. Such a beautiful, but neglected place."

"What do you mean, neglected. We take good care of it."

"Yes, you do. But didn't you notice how you got overrun by other elven kingdoms. Everyone speaks of wonderful Rivendell, the mysterious Lorien and the great Mirkwood. And they often put Eregion aside."

She thought about his words for a moment. They stroke her pretty hard.

"Eregion is a small community. No need for us to be famous." She said.

"Oh, but why?" He stood up from his chair. "Why should people put aside the great things your father did? He fought together with lords such as Gil-Galad, Elrond and Glorfindel. He died defending this world. And they have all forgotten him."

"They still mention him sometimes. Rarely though."

Saruman laughed to that.

"I called you Lomelin because I saw your father's strength in you. And I saw how often you were neglected too. After your father's death, your brother took his place and became the new lord of Eregion. Tell me now, why?"
"Because he is older than me. He was the next in line."

"And tell me now, is he smarter then you, more capable leader, did he bring any prosperity to your people."

"Saruman, you know my brother. His mouth is quicker then his brain."

"How unfair. He- rules over a kingdom and you- wander through Middle Earth in search of something."
She smiled. "I wander yes, but I'm not in search of anything."

"Everyone wants something, Lomelin. What is it that your wish?"

"I don't have any wishes anymore."

"Wrong, my dear. Come with me and I will show you what your heart yearns for."

He walked to the pedestal where the Palantir was and took the robe of it. The stone turned from its dark blue color to intensive red and then to blue again. Suddenly, as she moved closer to it, Lomelin noticed various shapes in the stone. And those shapes started changing color and suddenly, she saw Eregion in Palantir. And she saw the mountains and the rivers, the woods and the seas, she saw all Middle Earth- from Forodwaith to Gondor, from Arnor to Mordor.

"Choose a part and it can be yours." Saruman said and threw the cape back on the stone.

Lomelin was standing there, speechless.

He repeated what he said earlier.

"What do you mean it can be mine."

"Unite with me and together we shall be on the top, next to the dark lord of Mordor." He said without hesitating.

"Are you mad? You are his ally? That is wrong!" She moved few steps away from him.

"Wrong? No it is not wrong. If you were smart, as everyone says you are, you would stand on our side. On the side of the winners. All the armies of Middle earth shall fall once they face the power Isengard and Mordor- united!" He laughed.

"You cannot join the forces of evil, Saruman." She said.

"Who says your side is right? I gave you the opportunity you cannot let go."

"Why me? I don't wish to be a part of it!"

"And what do you wish? To be our slave? Look at me, Lomelin!" He pulled her close and looked into her eyes.

"I always knew there was a dark side of you. Help me find that." He whispered. "Show them who you are. For your father. Join the strong side. We are the only ones that care for you."

She released herself from his grasp and stood there, in the middle of the hall. Thinking.

"Have you made your decision, Lomelin, daughter of Elineol?"

She looked at the wizard with her big, grayish eyes and said.

"My decision is final, Saruman."

"What does it sound like?"

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So, this is it for now, I still have to come up with the things that follow. I hope you like it so far. Review, please!