The two boys never forgot how lucky they had been that day with the troll. Not even when they had grown to be powerful wizards whom trolls would fear. Had it not been for the elves in their unified attacks Sarumon and Gandalf would have been disbanded forever. The two wizards were no longer boys and they were no longer in a little school. They had gone their separate ways to learn and study the elements. Gandalf learned among nature and ents as he decided life should prevail and shouldn't be forced to interact with man. Gandalf mad very good friends with Finglas a member of the Ent order. Often times Gandalf and FInglas would share talks about the issues that they had seen among the kingdoms of middle earth. They both saw it smarter to not intervene because that would cause nothing but war and bloodshed. The two wise beings saw the wisdom in allowing the different races to have separate kingdoms. It was amazing that Gandalf had ever gotten into the mix with an ent in the first place. Ents never wish to intervene; they enjoy observing and deciphering what is going on around them. These wise old beings try not to cross paths with any even though they are much more powerful than most other beings. Gandalf also shared in these attributes. He is very powerful, but does not wish to intervene in others business. He believes in true freedom and he would never take someone's freedom away unless he had no choice. Since he was away from home for so long he grew homesick and wondered what had happened with his brother as he went away to study middle earth.
Sarumon ended up in Mordor and studied with the orcs and occasionally goblins. Orcs had always been seen as the demonic scum of middle earth but they intrigued Sarumon. He had always wanted to learn more about them as he read scrolls and heard stories about their ruthless ways as a kid. When he went to study among the orcs however, he grew colder. The orcs were savages and though they did not attempt to hurt Sarumon physically they had managed to eat away at his emotions. The way they ate, talked to each other, and the way they fought each other disgusted Sarumon. He had heard of a time before when they had not acted like such cruel beings. When they had one unified leader running the Orcish Empire. He ceased the fighting amongst themselves and promoted smarter fighting until he was killed when he lead a siege on Gondor. Sarumon looked at these pathetic beings and vowed that he could unify them and their land. It would take time and it would take courage, but he refused to give up until his will had been done. The orcs had been divided into three separate packs. He called the three leaders together along with the orcs in their pack. He called out the three leaders and spoke of unity and everlasting power but was halted by a thunderous wave of laughter and yelling at the wizard. He could not believe that the orcs were turning him down so he wielded his staff and he demanded that the orcs unify or there would be serious consequences. One of the orc leaders looked at him with agreement, but the other two continued laughing. So Sarumon challenged both of them to become pack leaders.
The orcs stumbled and decided who would fight the wizard first. One said he was quicker and the other said he was stronger. There was yelling from the crowd about the taste of cooked wizard if he had died, but Sarumon remained fixated on unifying what he believed to be a powerful banded nation. After 5 more minutes of screaming and bickering from the two orcs Sarumon said had rather fight them both at the same time. The orcs formed a circle around the two lead orcs and Sarumon and the fight to the death was moments away from commencing. Just as the orcs blew the horn to start the fight the two lead orcs charged at Sarumon only to find out he had disappeared onto the other side of the circle. The two orcs looks around, confused as if they did not know what had just happened. Sarumon just smirked at the two orcs as they both charged again. He once again disappeared but this time he was floating just above the ground. All the orcs heard loud crashes of thunder and looked around distraught. All eyes were on Sarumon as his eyes glowed as the lightning had in the sky. The two leader orcs knew they were in a battle that they could not win so they ran. Sarumon thought about letting them go, but once he considered the violent nature of the orcs he knew he had to spill blood. Sarumon quickly struck the two orcs with a crashing bolt of lightning that had melted and seared their flesh into the ground where they stood.
Before Sarumon came down he looked around and saw the fear in all of the orcs faces. They all bowed as he returned to the ground and the clouds had cleared. It was obvious from there on out that Sarumon had unified this kingdom and that he was only getting started. He commanded that everyone disband there camps and conjoin at a central location in which they would all flourish. The next few weeks Sarumon had stayed busy while still wondering about his brother and how his studies were going. The brotherly bond never left the two even though they had been apart. Sarumon continued to work with the orcs digging deeper into the lave to create better weapons and a more fortified army that would be feared instead of laughed at. Sarumon also had dreams of somehow creating super soldiers. After much work and plenty of fallen orcs he had stumbled upon his greatest creation. He was at a loss for words when he saw such a strong beast, and he called it Uruk-hai. He never realized it, but the longer and harder he worked the more demonic Sarumon had also become. He began punishing those who defiled him majorly until they achieved what he was striving for. Sarumon was building an empire and he was growing greedy of the power he had obtained until he received a note from his brother Gandalf asking to meet with him. It had been so long since they had seen each other and Sarumon would never pass up the chance to see his brother again.