I do not own Doom or Lord of the Rings.

"The DoomSlayer suddenly found himself back on mars, but to his surprise, he was still suspended in midair. At that moment he noticed the 'noble' doctor Samuel Hayden. "You've won, it's over, you've stopped the invasion and closed the portal. But it's come at a price, argent, Vega, this entire operation."

With a gesture to the DoomSlayer, he continued. "You see I've watched you work, come to understand your motivation. You think the only way is to kill them all, leave nothing behind, and you may be right. But we can't just shut it all down."

With that, Hayden used his personal tether to retrieve the crucible and proceeded to hold it like Excalibur. And with a gesture to the crucible, he continued. "But with this, we can continue our work. I am not the villain in this story. I do what I do because there is no choice."

Suddenly, the installations dumb AI announced "rerouting tether coordinates complete."

And with that, the Doctor proceeded to wrap things up. "Our time is up. I can't kill you, but I won't have you standing in our way. Until we see each other again."

Afterwards, as Doctor Samuel Hayden turned to leave, the tether activated sending the DoomSlayer to Heaven knows where

...

Frodo felt helpless as he was looked down upon by the ghostly form of the ring-wraith, the eerie chanting in black speech paralyzing the hobbit with fear. Then, as if the wraith sought to confirm the hobbits location, it slowly stretched out its arm towards Frodo, somehow attracting the ring on his finger, and suddenly it pulled back and stabbed the hobbit in the shoulder, drawing a scream of pain in the process. Amidst the confusion, a bright flash caught the nazguls attention as they saw a green armored man standing before them. After a few moments of tense silence, the lead nazgul lunged with its blade towards the newcomer, as if sensing the threat he posed. Only to find itself disarmed and lying flat on the ground while the being inspected the blade it used with a subtle curiosity.

Then as if the very weather sensed the mans displeasure at what he discovered the air around them suddenly grew colder as he crushed the blade in his hand and ran towards the nearest wraith before the pieces even hit the ground and met it with a wild haymaker to the face, sending it flying twenty feet away. He then spun around and met a second one who attempted to attack him from the rear with a knee to the chest before grabbing it by the hood and throwing it into a third straight into one of the pillars, the force of the impact causing it to break and fall, taking the two wraiths with it. The final two in front of him decided to make a break for it, but not before he grabbed the closer of the two by the hood and punted it clear across the open plains surrounding the area. He then remembered the first wraith he encountered and turned around to see if it was still there, sure enough he caught it jumping off the edge screeching something that sounded a lot like 'FUCK THIS SHIT!' As it made a break for it, Frodo suddenly reappeared as he finally got the ring off, releasing a pained scream as he did so.

...

Despite the current predicament, Doom was glad to be able to break a few skulls, Hayden's betrayal pissed him off to no end. His musing was interrupted by a sharp scream of pain and a concerned voice calling out to the source, "Frodo!"

Turning in their general direction Doom noticed what appeared to be a child with an adults face running towards another individual of similar stature whom he noticed was wounded by the same demonic weapon he destroyed just a minute ago. This caused him to walk towards the individual identified as Frodo, prompting the one tending to him to draw his sword (if you could even call it that) and block his path, it was noble of him, but Doom preferred to avoid unnecessary bloodshed, "I am no threat."

Doom then felt a blade at the nape of his neck as he heard a newcomer speak, "than what is your intention with Frodo?"

"I discovered that his wound was inflicted by a demonic weapon, I possess the means to nullify the effects."

With that the blade lowered and the (uh?) adult-child moved out of his way, letting him move towards Frodo. Once there his arm began to crackle orange with pure argent energy as he placed it on the wound. After a few moments Frodo's breathing steadied and Doom stood back up and turned to the others. He noticed two other adult-child individuals appear from behind a nearby rock before he spoke, " the poison has been neutralized but I suggest finding experienced healers to treat the wound."

The regular man of the group then responded as he picked Frodo up, "I do not have the means to treat this, he needs elvish medicine."

Unknown to them Doom raised an eyebrow in confusion, Elves? Where the hell did he end up?

Before he could ponder it further, the darker haired smaller individual suddenly ran towards the edge of the area and shouted with fear in his eyes, "we've got company!"

This prompted Doom to move towards the edge where the individual was and sure enough he could see the five wraiths whose asses he kicked heading their way accompanied by four more, apparently wanting a piece of the punishment. Unfortunately for them, Doom didn't have time for this shit, so he drew out one of his personal favorites, the BFG 9000, and took aim. Before he fired however, he noticed the adult-child who shouted the warning standing a little to close for comfort. "You might want to step back."

Once he did, Doom fired a round which impacted the ground just in front of the wraiths and as a result knocking them off balance. The trace rays setting them on fire and causing them to run away screeching in pain. With that Doom turned around to find the group of 5 staring at him in a comedic manner. "Which way do we go?"

That question got their attention and the man responded, "we keep heading west and we will eventually hit Rivendell." With that the group left weathertop behind.

There we go, the Bane of Sauron revamp finally out.

Constructive criticism is appreciated.

I have given Doom the ability to speak to make writing dialogue easier.