Slayer: The Tale of a Fighter's Life



A bolt of red lightning came from the sky. It crashed into the marble wall of Minas Tirith busting through it with an audible shatter. A knight came from the sky. He was clad in red armor with dragon wings, a sword in one hand, and a dragon head on his other hand. Then a bolt of blue lightning came down and struck him and another knight came down. He was clad in blue with angelic wings, a blue sword in one hand, and a lion head on his hand. They began to battle. After a long battle, the red knight plummeted into Minas Tirith and destroyed it. Angered by his defeat he created a volcano and dwelt in it. The blue knight left. (I know your going to wonder what this matters so I'll tell you…It's going to be important later on…much later)

Forty years later Middle-earth was flourishing. All except in the land of Gorgoroth. Deep in the volcano that was once Minas Tirith, the freed Melkor was at work. After he had been freed, he had created the ultimate life form: Project Slayer.

The closest area to the core of Arda was at Orodruin or Mount Doom. Melkor entered and Slayer followed, his features shrouded by a dark cloak. Melkor faced him.

"Now!"

Slayer moved his hand out from his cloak and thrust his spiked glove into the ground. Middle-earth slowly split in half. Melkor then ordered Slayer to help him off the planet but Slayer kicked him into the depths of Mount Doom and flew off the planet.