Hi there Everybody, this is a fanfic a Have had on my mind for quit some time and I really wanted to share it with you. So, it is based of the Idea of what if some characters from LOTR and a OC of mine find there way in to the realm of Akame Ga Kill. Any whey the OC of the story will be OP and will be part Elf. He will also be pared up with ONE and I mean One Female from the story. The Females that he will not be pared up with will be Akame, Mine, Najenda, and Seryu. Reasons is because they will play a more important role as (A) adversaries or (B) friends. Yes, there will be a friend zone. Also, my OC will be Evil and depending on what you guys (and girls) Want I might change that latter on. Also, the story will go from canon, to its own path. So, without farther ado I give to you Rings of War.
The mighty Eye looked in panic when he felt the very thing that he has been searching for not with the army but right in the heart of where It could be Destroyed. With a screech he ordered his minions to go to the volcano to stop and bring back his ring. Will his minions where doing this he decided to make a risk he put all his power and will and dark magic into one last plunge to send his ring and himself bound to the ring to another world if his minions failed. Then the unthinkable happened he put too much of himself into the ring. He was now the ring he could never have his own form but there was something else a connection to a being inside of the tower. A child and Sauron smiled for this was his failsafe a child that could control his ring and that he could control, that child was an elf that Sauron changed in to his image. As Sauron fell into the lava he pulled him and the child to the new world and as the tower of Mordor fell and exploded the cruise of a child was heard.
Outside a village a man with his wife were walking in the forest towards a little grave that was not very big with a stone that had the name Dacso. Then there was an intense darkening then a flash of white lite blinding them followed by a loud explosion. When the finally recovered there was a baby that was laying on the grave. The Child's skin was an Unnaturally dark gray with on his back a birthmark that looks like an eye that was on fire with two wings going over his shoulders. the strangest part was the ears and eyes. The ears were pointed will the eyes were slightly tilted.
"What should we do Danka's?" Ask the women to her husband. "..." The husband slowly approached the baby and tilted it over where they saw in its right hand was a golden ring too big to be put on. The man looked at the ring then looked at his wife.
"We lost a child when you gave birth but now the gods have given this one to use to replace the one we lost." the man said as he picked up the child. When he touched it, the eyes opened showing eyes with silver pupils that had a rim of red that looks like a hurricane then the child cried, and the wife came over and held it like a mother would. "Then we shall name him like we would have named are child he will be named Melkor 'The Gods Wrath' for he will be a mighty man and a bringer of justice." as they left the man picked up the ring and took it with him and inside the ring Sauron saw all that happened and smiled he will enjoy perverting that name to the full of his power, and to the meaning of Mordor. Melkor the name of Sauron's master the evilest being in Middle Earth, and the one that could never die.
18 years later.
In the Fare North of the Capital two armies Faced off. One with gleaming armor and banners with orderly lines vicious looking swords and spears mite shields were lined up with fling banners of the Empire, but even with all that the opposing army was massive out numbering them ten to one with crude armor and bows aiming at the opposing army. Their swords where jagged and their spears had crude barbs.
They had no banner but instead had vises looking pikes with decaying bodies of their past victims on them. In the front row of the army a man stood with a shield and Axe. His armor bared the symbol of a dragon on his chest. With a swing of his axe and a mighty war cry his men charged with full force strait at the Imperial army where the Outnumbered army brought up there shields before the two forces clashed, and chaos ran rampant like a dark plague screams of wounded or dying men were quickly silenced on both sides as they clashed the ground ran like a river with the blood of both armies.
As the leader walked forward his men clearing a path he came upon solder welding two swords fighting off multiple of his soldiers the strangest thing through was that he had on a used soldiers uniform like a mere private or a recruit but has a full face mask and that the sword in his left hand was broken, but there was something else a power radiating from him. A blood lust that he has only felt in the worthiest of opponents.
An intent to butcher this solder came upon the leader and with a mighty yell he charged the solder and went to bash him with his shield only for the man to roll away and throw the sword that he had in his left hand before grabbing the sword of one of his dead comrades and charged as well. The sword that he threw was blocked by the commander's shield who was in shocked as the broken sword went an inch into the hard mettle that was there. With a quick slash of his axe he was going for the soldiers head only for the solder to dodging it at the last second knocking of the helmet, that was when the Commander of the Northern army realized that he was fighting a mere boy, no older than 18 but he was as tall as a full grown man and his eyes they looked like that of an enraged predator and that they had a slight glow behind them his ears where pointed and he let out a slight growl revealing sharp white fangs on his upper and lower jaw.
Enraged at the fact that a mere child could do so much damage to his men the commander charged with a fierce diagonal slash with his axe so that he would cut the boy in half or that was what should've happened as in the blink of an eye the boy was in the air above the commander with both swords facing down and like a commit the boy struck the commander on either side of his neck. With a cry the commander gave his last breathes but not before the boy brought the blades out of his neck and with a quick slash and a spray of blood the commander of the North army was no more.
(12hours earlier)
"Hey Melkor, get up the army is marching out." Exclaimed an over hyper active teen. Who was speaking currently sleeping solder in bed. "Come on you know the lieutenant will skin you if you aren't up and in rank soon." The teen demanded more urgently.
"Ok, I'm getting up you happy now." Said the Melkor as he got out of bed. He was well over 6'8 with the build of an Olympic athlete and had multiple scares on his back and chest. His hair was in the sergeant cut, with black with slit crimson tint to it. He had a face that could light up a room and look of always being happy his skin was pail but smooth with slight scaring on his lower lip. His eyes where slightly slanted and colored silver. He let out a yawn revealing upper and lower row of three sharp canines over two and the freaky thing about him was that he was only 18 years old.
"So, Mikel where is my armor?" said the giant of a teen. "over there by the chest." With that Melkor walked over to his chest and there it was his standard issue armor with his sword lying agents it. His armor was like any recruits Stander issued breast plat with gantlets the helmet was unique for it had a full-face mask that was blank except two eye holes and mouth.
"I still can't believe that you were able to get that mask with your uniform." Mikel stated with a slight frown. "Hey, it was quite simple all I had two do was beat six other trainees on six vs one. I mean it was not that hard." As Melkor says this he places on his chest armor and boots before strapping on his helmet, fully dressed you could not tell that he was an 18-year-old boy but more like a twenty year old man. Taking in a deep breath before signing. "Well today is a good day to go to war is it not?" grabbing his sword Melkor walked over to his comrade. "You would be one to look at this battle so optimistically." Said Mikel as they walked out and joined ranks with the rest of the recruits. "Hey what can I say. I love to battle." Melkor added with a shrug as they both started their march towards the battle in the far North.
Thank you for reading The Ring of War I hope you like it and please leave a revue also if there is any one who would like to proof read some of my story's beforehand I would love for you to talk to me. Once again voting for which female character that Melkor will be put with can go on in the comments, hope all of you have a good day/night and have fun. Also the next chapter will be much longer and the fight will be more detailed and gruesome.