A/N: Hi! Here's the second chapter, revised and updated! I hope you like it. Please read and review! Thanks.
Chapter 2: One Among ManyA factory somewhere in modern U.S.A
It felt itself falling. Falling through a black void that was impenetrable. Where was it? Where was it going? Suddenly, it felt itself land in a bin. The surface of which was not very yielding. On a first glance around, it noticed a bunch of shiny golden objects. Just like itself.
It moved its circular body around, hoping to get a look at its new surroundings. What it saw amazed it. A bunch of golden rings like itself lay in the bin. Each was engraved with the Elvish form of the words: "One Ring to Rule Them All. One Ring to Find Them. One Ring to Bring Then All and in the Darkness Bind Them".
The One Ruling Ring was startled. How could there be others like it? It was impossible! Had its Master betrayed it? No. Never. That would never happen. If rings could smile, then this Ring was smiling. All these other rings were inferior to it. Just look at them, it thought triumphantly. Lying around like that, doing nothing and not even thinking. It was obvious to the Ring who was superior: it. The Ring was the Master's special ring. There was no other. Especially not all these puny rings. They did not have its power.
Satisfied with this, the Ring called out to its Master. How shocked it was when it did not receive even a hint of an answer. Something was wrong. Dead wrong. The Ring tried again. Still without success. Where was the Master?
The Ring felt itself starting to move very slowly. What was happening? Curious, it stilled its thoughts for a moment. Maybe it was being taken to its Master. Liking this idea, it waited to see what would happen. It was now moving up a line. Suddenly, a hand reached into the bin and pulled the Ring out.
Here it was. A chance to return to its Master. All it had to do was use its power and this human would succumb to it. Summoning its power, the Ring tried to get the person, who the hand belonged to, to take it. To take it back to its Master. But, to no avail.
The person, a middle-aged woman, took the Ring and attached it to a piece of string. She completely ignored the Ring and what it was trying to do. The Ring then found itself bouncing back and forth on a string. Finally, it hit an object behind it. Turning, the Ring saw it was a long piece of material that it had hit. How odd. Looking at the material again, it noticed the pictures on it. They looked strangely familiar, but the Ring could not place them.
The Ring was now utterly confused. First, it found itself with a bunch of other rings that looked exactly like it. Then, it couldn't feel its Master's presence. And now, it was attached to this string. Could things get any worse?
The woman put the bookmarker, which was what the Ring was attached to, on a conveyer belt. The Ring felt itself moving forward. Again, summoning its powers, it tried to get the woman to take it. The Ring did not succeed.
Up the conveyer belt the Ring went. Ahead of it, it saw other rings attached to strings. These, like itself, were sitting on a strange looking piece of material.
After what seemed like hours to the Ring, another pair of hands picked it up. These belonged to a young man, probably no more than thirty years old. The Ring was placed inside a box after being wrapped in a bubbly sort of material.
Trying its luck again, the Ring called out to this person, hoping for him to take it back to its Master. But like the woman, the man ignored it, for the feeling of enticement to take the Ring wasn't very strong. It seemed to the Ring that it didn't have any power here. No power over these mindless humans, who, if the Ring was where it belonged, would have taken it in a heartbeat.
How? How was this possible? If rings could sigh in frustration, then that was what this Ring would have been doing. Resigning itself to its fate, the Ring decided to wait patiently. It would get back to its Master. At least, it hoped it would.
Sonya reached down into the box full of replica rings from "The Lord of the Rings". Ever since the blockbuster movie had come out, people had been demanding for books, t-shirts, action figures, calendars, bookmarkers, and anything else the people of the world could think of to want. Sighing to herself over this latest fad, she glanced at the ring she was securely tying to the black string.
How curious. She thought when she noticed that there were no markings on this ring. Someone at the manufacturing plant must have accidentally skipped this ring. Oh, well. No problem. I don't think anyone would notice. She finished tying the string.
A strange sensation washed over her at that moment. She had a thought that she must take this very ring and go deliver it somewhere. How odd. Shrugging her shoulders, the feeling evaporated into the air as she laid the completed bookmarker on the conveyor belt. It must have been something she ate for lunch. That was the only reasonable explanation. Sonya continued about her work, never thinking again of the mysterious ring with no markings.