Chapter four:
Travis was riding with the Nazgul's as they continued their search for the hobbits and his father's ring. Days went by since they left Mordor and hours have passed throughout the days. Travis was growing impatient and restless. He wanted to find the hobbits and fast, so that he could get his father's ring. He began to become mad at all the Nazgul's, including the Witch-king of Angmar. Travis knew that if he was in charge, then things might be different in search for the ring.
Travis was riding with the Nazgul's when he spotted a fire burning. It was a fire burning at the watchtower of Amon Sul. He stopped his horse and looked at the fire. It didn't take him too long to figure out that the hobbits were taking shelter at the watchtower.
"The hobbits!" Said Travis causing the Nazgul's to stop riding and turned in the direction of the hobbits.
Travis rode over with the Nazgul's to the watchtower. Five members of the Nazgul's, including the Witch-king of Angmar, went up to the top of the watchtower. Travis remained on his horse with the other members of the Nazgul's. They waited to see what was going on up at the watchtower. At first, everything was going quiet and going according to the Witch-king of Angmar's plan.
Travis could hear the screams coming from one of the hobbits. He figured out that he must have been stabbed by a morgul blade. Then, a bright flame was seen below the watchtower, followed by the screams of five Nazgul's.
There were members of the Nazgul's fleeing the scene. Some were on fire as they fell from the top of the watchtower, and others simply fled. They all hopped on their horses and rode away from the danger that was at the top of the watchtower, except for Travis. He stood his ground and waited to see what was threatening the Nazgul's. Soon enough, a man peered over the edge of the watchtower and looked down at the fleeing Nazgul's and Travis.
Travis smirked at him, but he did not do anything because he could not see anything, due to the dark hood covering his face. Travis stared at the man. There was something about him that he saw within him, but he wasn't sure of exactly what it was.
The hobbit Frodo, screamed in pain. Aragon quickly left the edge of the watchtower to tend to Frodo. Travis turned his horse in the opposite direction of the watchtower and rode to meet up with the Nazgul's. They were all huddled in a circle, which Travis rode in the middle of.
"Idiots! How many opportunities do you need, in order to do your job right?" Said Travis.
"Watch your tongue, Travis." Replied the Witch-king of Angmar.
"No! I am the son of Sauron, your master. I am not the one who failed my father yet, so do not tell me to hold my tongue." Said Travis.
The Witch-king of Angmar became silent, as did the other members of the Nazgul's. Travis turned his horse around, so that he could see the watchtower.
"Now, we have a mission to do, so get your heads straight and find the hobbits." Replied Travis.