His Corrupted Mind [Witch-King x OC]

Chapter XV : Of Dreams and Coming Dangers

"Danger is ever-present in life, more for some than others." -T.I.

There was darkness surrounding Inconnu. It stalked her, blinding her to all that might have been around her. These were not the shadows one might expect, full of ill intent and hatred to all that lived in the light. This darkness held secrets, tantalizing truths about those she had met, those she currently knew, and those she had yet to encounter.

Slowly, voices came to exist in the darkness. A reiterating of a conversation that had happened not to long ago in her past.

"Walk away from this. What is to come will only lead to your destruction."

"If I did, then your destruction will be at the hands of another. I simply cannot let that come to pass."

"Then you will die."

"So be it."

It faded out again and Inconnu whispered, "What is this?"

"It is the greatest proof of your conviction to save him, even at the cost of your life."

The darkness suddenly melted away to reveal the same clearing in which the aforementioned encounter between herself and the Witch-King took place. Inconnu whirled around to find Oromёstanding calmly behind her, arms folded across his chest. He smiled softly at her and continued.

"Here you made the Witch-King of Angmar lower his weapon with little resistance, to listen as you spoke of truths and prophecy. None had ever come as close as you have to this creature, this man once known as Er-Murazor, the Eleventh King of Numenor, The Forgotten One."

Inconnu lowered her head in respect and humility at his words. "I am honored Great Hunter."

His smile widened slightly. "As you should be, and I have but a single question to ask of you."

Inconnu raised her head, prepared as she could be, and he asked, "Have you found the man trapped in the darkness?"

She exhaled, taking a moment before replying, "I have found traces of the man you spoke of when we last met. Remnants remain remote. Hidden, obscured, shrouded, but I have sensed the man you had spoken of. I have seen for what The Witch-King once was."

Oromё gave a solemn nod.

"You have reached through the darkness to him, and now he fights an internal battle. Er-Murazor now fights back as he has not done before against the magic that binds him to his master. The Witch-King's mind has awakened, reason and individual thought now his own after being a slave to Sauron's will for thousands of years."

"I understand now the means as to how I can free him from the corruption, but..." Inconnu trailed off, trying to find the right words to say.

Oromё made a small gesture for her to continue, encouraging her to speak her mind. Another moment of silence before Inconnu came up with the courage to. "He is so very difficult to understand. I know only of his deeds as the Witch-King of Angmar, not as a King of Numenor. His anger and power I know of and have seen, but peace, kindness... I have grown to care for him, and with all sincerity I want to save him but..."

"You don't know if you can grow to love him as well," The Great Hunter finished for her gently, and she nodded in response "Time is what he needs Inconnu Naeril. Time to find himself, to discover who he truly is. Then he can grow to love as well."

"Time is in short supply these days." Inconnu commented and Oromё agreed with her.

"Yes, it is, but I have faith in you my Chosen. I know that you can succeed in doing what none have believed could be done."