Prologue
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"You let them get away?!" the Witch King screamed at the Nazgūl in their language. To the orcs and Saroun's slaves it sounded like nails being run down a chalk board for they did not understand the language.
"But they are coming here." the king Nazgūl explained.
"I didn't send you to Osgiliath for nothing! I wanted you to go and fetch the girl and the Ring Bearer!"
"What do you want us to do now?"
"I want you to go to the fields of Pelenor. A battle will be raging there soon and I want you and the Eight to kill all you see. I will meet you there when I'm finished here."
"Yes my lord." the Nazgūl bowed to the Witch.
"Do not fail me again." The Darkness threatened and growled in his face.
"I won't." he promised.
"So fly! Gather the others, you have several kings to kill."
If the Nazgūl could smile, then smile he did when he was told this. The leader turned towards the window and called to the others to prepare for battle. All who heard his shriek covered their ears and coward down in fear. They dreaded the very sound they made when the flew over head. He was soon answered by eight other calls and saw black figures on the horizon.
"I will not fail you father." the Nazgūl said before he jumped out the window and onto his fell-steed.
----------Dun, dun, dun!! Sorry this is short I couldn't think of anything else to do for this. Did you like the last line? Should I take it out?----------
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The Darkness Bearer
Fanfiction*This is the the third book in the Lady of the Darkness trilogy* The small fellowship has made it past Osgiliath and are now heading back in the direction of Mordor. As they get closer Cody is slowly starting to loose control over herself once again...
