Sauron vs. Darth Vadar
Chapter 1 Wormhole
Hello folks. I'm known as the Great Hammermaster. This is my first Star Wars fanfic and my first Lord of the Rings fanfic. I wrote this due to inspiration from the esteemed Hunter Predator, a wise writer who wrote "Ganondorf vs. the Green Goblin." Go check out his writing if you are a Zelda or Spiderman fan, but anyways I'm really excited to see how this crossover will turn out, for Sauron and Darth Vader are such great bad guys that they are just crying out to be pitted against each other. I'll stop rambling, enjoy!
The great tower rose above the dark land of Mordor as Middle Earth stood on verge of the final triumph of the Necromancer Sauron. Recently the dark wizard had heard of an alliance rising between elves and men that would challenge his rule of the world, but he knew that when they came they would not be able to stand against the power of the One Ring which he had forged. The armor clad Magician stood at the top of his mighty tower and beheld his forces below. The time was coming, but he wanted more power. Middle Earth was finally his, but he had recently discovered that another world existed across the pages of space that would be a wonderful place to continue his campaign.
'Begin it!'
Lava erupted from Mount Doom as the Dark Lord swung his arm up, wielding the powers of the One Ring. The Nazgul cried out as dark magical rays erupted from Sauron's hand into the sky. The nine Ringwraiths took their positions below, crying out as Sauron's spell rose to completion. Then, the dark energy lifted away, and a stream of energy shot through the very land. Far away from the chaos, off somewhere near the wester border of Mordor a mighty ethereal hole opened on the ground suddenly. Sauron slammed his hand down against the side of the Balcony. The spell was complete.
Darth Vader paced back and forth across the deck of the Super Star Destroyer. The Death Star had just recently been completed and it was time to bring an end to the Rebel Alliance that had so long been a bad mark in the galaxy. But Vader did not share Governor Tarkin's faith in the great space station. Vader trusted in the Dark Side of the Force, and to him no metallic contraption of man could ever stand against it.
That was why he had planned a special voyage before heading towards Yavin. His men had discovered a wormhole that had appeared suddenly over night. Darth Vader sense that through the Worm Hole there was a power beyond all imagining. Something as great, if not greater in power than the Death Star.
"Lord Vader!" one of his officers shouted. "We are approaching the Worm Hole now!"
Darth Vader turned, his black mechanical hand brushing against the railing as he made his way down the stairs towards the docking bays.
"Good. Prepare a transport ship for me and eighteen stormtroopers who will accompany me through this gateway."
"Yes Lord Vader," the man ran off to carry out the Sith Lord's wishes.
Darth Vader smiled beneath his black mask.
"The Rebel Alliance will not be able to stop me this time!"
But it wasn't the Rebellion that awaited him on the other side of the Wormhole.
The deep silence of Mordor was broken by the sound of a hundred Orcs marching towards the Gateway. Their iron footsteps pounding as they held their swords towards the sky. Sauron had sent them to enter the Gateway and find out where it lead. Then they were ordered to report back to him so he could send more reinforcements into the other world and begin his mighty conquest. When they reached the Gateway the Orcs all stopped to gasp at the shear awesomeness of it.
The Gateway spanned at least six hundred feet with a wide rim yawning out like an open mouth to suck things in to an unspeakable doom. Glowing energy had replaced the hard stone floor where the Gateway had grown. Shimmering like a million crystals, the energy suddenly began flowing outward, like waves rippling towards the Orcs and then being dragged back. The army, in fear, fumbled backwards as the energy began pulsing and flowing faster and faster. Then suddenly a mighty craft erupted from the center of the hole and flew up into the sky, spinning under the sudden affects of gravity before plummeting to the ground where it landed rather unpleasantly.
It was an Imperial Shuttle which Darth Vader and his eighteen stormtroopers had used to pass through the Gateway into Middle Earth. After the rather shaky entrance, Vader was bursting to leave the Shuttle and search for the great power which he knew existed in this world.
"Lets go," he nodded at his stormtroopers as the landing ramp slowly lowered. They marched out of the ship ceremonially and stood stiffly as Darth Vader slowly walked down the ramp. When he was out the stormtroopers flanked him, a platoon of nine on one side, and a platoon of nine on the other side. Darth Vader then walked forward into the new world.
"Now what is this?" Darth Vader looked up at the massive army of Orcs before him.
The Stormtroopers immediately raised their blasters at the grotesque creatures. The Orc commander did not know what these creatures were, but he did know that they stood between his army and the Gateway. He stepped forward from within the ranks of Orcs and glared at the man in Dark Armor whom he presumed was the leader.
"Who are you who dares set foot in the land of Mordor, the domain of the great Sauron?"
The Dark figure coolly raised his hand and pointed it towards the Orc commander. Immediately he felt his throat constrict as if someone was choking him. Gasping, the commander put a hand against his throat as if there was some way he could relieve the pressure. The Orcs immediately raised their weapons as Darth Vader continued force choking the commander.
"I am Darth Vader," the Dark man said. "And I do not bow before anyone but the Emperor!"
Then he threw the Orc Commander backwards into his forces with a flick of his wrist and released him. The Orc archers immediately began firing upon the Stormtroopers, but their arrows just ricocheted harmlessly off of the Stormtroopers' armor. Upon seeing this the Orcs stopped firing and waited.
"Kill them all," Darth Vader said to his troops. "But leave the Commander alive."
Immediately the Stormtroopers opened fire upon the army of Orcs. Screaming as they were overrun the Orcs feebly fired more arrows. Some tried running, but were picked off by the Stormtroopers.
"Attack!" The Orc commander cried out, and his forces charged towards the Stormtroopers, unsheathing their swords.
Orc after Orc fell under the fire from the Stormtroopers, few even got close enough to attack. When they did their swords clanged harmlessly off of the strong white armor. Finally the Commander realized that they could not win this battle.
"Retreat!" he shouted to his few remaining forces, and they did not need any further warning.
The Stormtroopers continued cutting the Orcs down as they ran, until they were out of range.
"I want the Commander!" Darth Vader roared.
"Not a problem sir," one Stormtrooper said, grabbing a sniper rifle and aiming it towards the Orc Commander.
He fired once, the bullet piercing the Orc's leg and sending him sprawling onto the empty battlefield. The Imperials let the rest of the Orcs escape.
"Very good soldier," Darth Vader said. "What is your operating number?"
"ST-115," the Stormtrooper replied.
"Serve me well Trooper 115," Darth Vader said, "and I will see that you are rewarded."
"Yes sir!" the Stormtrooper saluted.
Darth Vader then walked down the battlefield to the wounded Orc commander, who lay panting and gasping in pain.
"You!" he pointed a hand at the Orc, and used the force to drag him to his feet. "A great power exists in this world! I have sensed it from afar. What is it!"
The Orc's eyes widened when his throat began to constrict again.
"The One Ring," the Orc said, gasping.
"Tell me about it," Darth Vader said, "and I will leave you to die in peace."
"Sauron..." the Orc gasped. "Forged from the fires of Mount Doom..."
"What does it do!" Darth Vader demanded.
"Great power... the One Ring... One Ring to rule them all... One Ring to find them all... and in the Darkness Bind them..."
"Who has this Ring?" Darth Vader demanded, tightening his grip.
"Sa... Sauron..." the Orc coughed once, and then died.
"Well well," Darth Vader said. "I think I like the sound of this. But where is this Sauron?"
The Sith Lord gazed across the horizon thoughtfully, feeling with the Force.
"That direction," he gestured in the direction of Barad-Dûr. "That tall tower rising in the east."
"Sir," Sauron turned to see General Agravas. "The survivors of the army that you sent to pass through the Gateway have returned."
"Survivors?" Sauron took a step towards the Goblin, causing him to step backwards in fear.
Sauron's eyes flashed red through his helmet.
"What has happened to my army?" his voice boomed as he glared at the unfortunate General.
"Th-the survivors claim that a black creature and several white creatures came out from the Gateway and destroyed all the others."
Sauron turned and looked over the balcony over towards the direction of the Gateway.
"It would seem that the people from the other world are strong," Sauron said. "But I am stronger!"
With that the Dark Sorcerer lifted his mace towards the sky, and called out.
"Nazgûl!" he cried, his voice rising like the cries of the damned towards the sky.
Below the great tower his undead Wraiths wailed as they listened to the calling of their master.
Darth Vader stopped suddenly, causing his Stormtroopers to stumble behind him. He sense something terrible, a dark force rising, and in his mind he heard a fell voice.
"What is is Lord Vader?" one of the Stormtroopers asked.
"I sense something..." Darth Vader said. "A presence. A dark presence..."
A mighty scream erupted, causing the Stormtroopers to raise their blasters in terror.
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