Chapter 1: Arrival

Lord of the Rings and My Hero Academia aren't mine, this story is but that's about it. Can't say enough about how great these franchises are, so, if you haven't watched either, do so.

He was immortal. The dark lord. None had brought as much death as him. Not even his failure of a previous master, an actual god. Granted, he had only brought that death through cheating death himself. He avoided the void. He wouldn't submit to Morgoth.

Yet he knew he had seconds until he went there. That Hobbit had cast what kept him here into the place of it's making. It was broken, he was doomed he saw the victory of men at the Black Gate. His time was over, but he didn't want to go. So he dug deep, so deep. Deep into himself, his magical energy. Grasping at anything that would save him. There he found it.

It was a bundle of light he thought long destroyed and shattered, his soul, his good essence. What remained at least. Why it remained was irrelevant, he knew it would save him. He grasped that light and pulled it open with all his magical might. He was rewarded by a bright light burning through him and in an instant it exploded out of his eye, and away from Barad Dur. To many it would seem that he had imploded and taken the dark fortress with him, but to him, it was very different. He lived.

He felt weak, that much was certain. He remembered his past, but no longer was he pure evil, he had his good returned. He was whole once more and he hated it. Well, that's not quite right, he hated his evil actions after falling to Morgoth's will. Yet he knew in his soul, it had prepared him. None would know better the true depth of evil, he would see to that.

His world brightened, both literally and metaphorically. The light at the end of a tunnel. Then he entered that light and he saw with pained eyes a clean white room. It burnt his eyes, but as he blinked he gradually became used to it. What he wouldn't get used to is his new body being that of a baby.

There were 3 people in the room, one tall with grey hair and a mask over his face, he was covered in light green clothes and was the one holding him. He admittedly hated being held but he was to weak to do anything.

The other two were next to each other, 1 was male around 6"8 with raven coloured hair cut short but pointed up, he had deep red eyes and pointed ears. "An Elf, great they will know who I am instantly. I am once again doomed" The other however looking worn out was a 6"4 woman with grey eyes and a black tar like substance bubbling around the edge of her hands. "Unusual"

"Well then, now that that's over can we go back to work? I mean the hard parts done, now is the easy part of harvesting this child's life force to feed my quirk and prolong my life." Spoke the man with raven hair, his voice filled with childishness but also malice. "Quirk? What's that? I don't understand the meaning behind that word, regardless he intends to kill me to prolong his own life. I don't know how many times he's undergone this process, but It stops with me."

Thankfully the grey haired man interrupted the raven elf as he was reaching for the reborn dark lord. "He is just born, his life force is not stable yet. Remember what I told you, you need to wait give him the chance to grow some and then begin the process"

"I know, just argh, I can't wait. I need his life force soon or else I'll start to rapidly age and then we are all doomed. You know that I'm a wanted man at my actual age, and if I do age then the hero's will be all over our operation here." Whined the raven elf.

"So he's evil himself with his own organisation. I shall make an effort to escape then, it is now clear to me that we are not in the same world as we were before. So much is different, yet I understand the concept of hero's and villains. This man said that he was afraid of the hero's, so he's a villain. I owe it to everyone I wronged in my past life to confront evil in this world so none go through what I went through and make others suffer even more." With the end of the ex dark lords proclamation the woman finally spoke.

"Well if the child gets to live for a while he should at least have a name." At this the ex dark lord used his magic to influence what the woman was about to say. "I name him Mairon." The 2 men both looked slightly confused, before the raven elf started chuckling to himself. "A perfect name, stupid and meaningless like him."

If only he knew that 'Mairon' meant 'The Admirable' in Elvish. If only he knew that by the end of the month he would be dead, for Mairon already had a plan to escape and kill all related to this organisation. He would first rapidly accelerate his growth to a child around the age of 12, all within the first 3 weeks. In the last week however he would begin laying the traps and call for any hero's in the nearby area with his powers. Thus making the hero's suspicious of the underground criminal lair. For that's what it was, Mairon had learnt that when he reached out with his powers. He seemed to be more powerful than before, yet he knew it was just because the barriers between the real world and the magical realm was worn thin here, making it easier to access his magic.

Of course, it was weird that the child had grown into, well, a child so quickly. 3 weeks old and he already looked 12, though that could just be attributed to a quirk causing him to grow quicker. The child now had longer raven hair, had developed the same dark red eyes as his father. Who was known as 'Eternal Vampire' the villain obsessed with living forever, and also owning a large mob that would "remove" people from other peoples lives. In reality they were drained of their life for the boss. Back to the child however, the child looked to have longer pointed ears and a slender frame measuring up at 4"8 already. But weirdest of all, the child had an intellect vastly outstripping a child, even one the age he looked. Granted, Mairon wasn't actually a child though.

Eternal Vampire was beginning to get worried, but also excited about it all. The child would be able to feed him much sooner than anticipated but he would also be more of a danger. He knew something could happen but he didn't think it warranted any concern just yet. Not like this cold that had come over everyone except him and the child, that was to be expected though since his quirk also allowed him to be immune to illness so perhaps the child was as well.

"You know, *cough* with this illness were not gonna be able to do the usual business ventures and such Eris, *cough* we just can't make ourselves seem weak and then risk messing up. *cough* So money is gonna be a bit tight this week, and possibly next month." Spoke Eternal Vampire's second in command, Redacted.

"We need that money, but I understand what you're saying, we need a good rep more. We certainly can't risk failing. Richie I would like you to see about getting a list of jobs together, I'll take them personally. Might even get a feast from them. Just get me that list for tomorrow." replied Eternal Vampire, AKA Eris Saido.

"Sure thing boss, I'll get on it right away. I'll also see about finding some sorta drug to help ease our illness so we can help out some more."

Mairon couldn't be more pleased, he knew the entire layout of this lair and the trap had been set by influencing a local thug to ask for the services of the Night Lords crime syndicate (Eternal Vampires crime syndicate). Then he had influenced a hero to be in a certain place at a certain time to witness the take-down of another small time thug by Eternal Vampire.

As luck would have it, the hero was hunting for Eternal Vampire anyway, so he knew who he watched. That hero would go on to contact a hero group to assist in the take-down of Eternal Vampire, in just 2 days time. Thankfully the hero had followed Eternal Vampire to the lair entrance rather than just charging in. Mairon began to smile.

One side of the trap was set, the other was nearing completion. The illness he had spread with his powers was in fact the same process he used to make the orcs in his previous life. It just functioned differently, starting as a cold, turning into a fever which made most of the goons bed-ridden and nobody went to check on them just trusting they survived while they themselves suffered similarly.

Now to begin the next stage in that transformation. A muddy substance started to be secreted by every infected individual. This substance started covering them entirely and even started breaking down the brains of the people leaving them with a few commands. Follow Eternal Vampires orders, attack the hero's but don't try to hard and allow yourselves to be slain by them. The few who still walked about and had more will power were left with their brains intact and appearance mostly the same.

It was now time to wait. And so he did for two days, when he sensed them. The hero's had come. With that he stood and unshackled himself with his magic. And he simply left the room. The assault began.

The pro-hero Lighter was a typically happy joyous person, but now he would have to disagree. Since he watched the villain Eternal Vampire drain someone he had been gathering people for a raid on the lair he had found. He had expected highly trained villains with nightmare quirks, but instead he was fighting grim abominations which charged into battle wearing normal clothes and using crude weapons.

These were so numerous they could not have been natural and instead must have been made. Truly Eternal Vampire couldn't be more despicable. At least they beat these monstrosities easily, sadly they all died when they were beat. However, I doubt they were alive anymore anyway. I was on my own now, deepest into the lair. It was beginning to get darker, I couldn't see what I needed to. It was a black covering over my eyes slowly censoring the world.

I knew this quirk however, and it was arguably one of the worse match-ups to mine. Still Redacted loved to fight me, probably wanting vengeance for something or other. Still I didn't have to worry as a bright fire suddenly coated my entire being burning away the covering.

Redacted screamed in the distance as was becoming a routine for our fights. I couldn't waste time securing an already incapacitated foe, I had a bigger fish to fry, as the saying goes. I eventually stepped into the main chamber, a large open place. At the back sat in a throne was Eternal Vampire slowly rising now to meet me.

I knew this would be tough, I had never won against Eternal Vampire, at least not on my own. Though that might have been because someone always arrived almost half way through. Strangely enough, I wouldn't be getting that far anyway as an unseen door suddenly compacted in on itself and a child around the age of 12 walked out.

The child was wearing rather baggy clothes with dozens of rips in. He looked dreadful like he had been malnourished and was dehydrated. Eternal Vampire turned to look at the child in shock. "What do you think you're doing, get back in your cage and I shall be along soon livestock." was all that Eternal Vampire managed to roar out before suddenly crashing to the floor in obvious agony.

"You know supposed father of mine, you should watch what you eat and where. Don't ever underestimate me, I have wanted to be free since I was born and now I finally managed to influence enough people at the right time to bring hero's here and to finally escape from your mad cruelty. You are far from being powerful, you, are just a weakling in disguise with madness driving you. It all ends now, I win, you lose." And like that Eternal Vampire fell unconscious. I merely looked at the child in disbelief before running to apprehend the villain. The child smiled and then fainted.

At least, that is what Mairon pretended to do.