Melkor stood across from the Dalek Emperor.
"The Daleks. The invaders, seeking to undo Middle Earth. Why should I not simply destroy you now?" he asked.
"We are the Daleks. We are… willing to serve you. You have freed an untold number of our Daleks and we are most grateful. As such, we shall serve under you in your destruction of the Valar, and then we shall depart Arda," stated the Dalek Emperor in a desperate plea.
"Heh. You're right. You possess… the device you call 'the Cruciform.' Even if Manwe can resist it magically, I can deprive his magic. That is the best possible way to kill a Vala I have ever seen. I fought with them for years and though I was stronger, they never would let me get enough on one to kill them. But… but that. I agree. You may serve me," finished Melkor. He turned and walked back. Then he spoke again.
"I'm going into the fray. Manwe undoubtedly left many Elves back at Valinor, but Earendil would have noticed my disappearance by now. As such, the Vanyar are coming with him to assist them. I'm going to need more servants than what I currently have. I could sacrifice some of my power to resurrect them… no. That's preposterous. I have an army here already. The time to fight has come!" Melkor shouted. He jumped out of the hole Manwe made and began the long descent to the ground. Manwe, however, had just hit the ground. All around him the Vala stared, for seeing their leader collapsed and on the ground like this was a most terrible thing. Varda was the first to speak.
"Manwe! My Manwe! What… what happened? How… how did you lose?"
"The end times, Varda. The end times have come," said Manwe.
"What do you mean?" asked Aule, concerned.
"He has returned. Melkor… has returned," stuttered Manwe. "On the ship, he appeared and defeated me. I was on the verge of destroying the Daleks and the Cruciform, but… but that failed. Melkor has returned. The Dagor Dagorath has begun."
"Melkor is back? He was weak. He spread his power to thi-" said Orome, before Manwe cut him off.
"Not anymore! We have defeated each of his servants, and he will not spread his essence like he did before. He has gathered all of his strength back into him. He alone is capable of matching all of us…"
"I beat him once, I beat him twice. I'LL BEAT HIM NOW!" said Tulkas, who was getting ready for the fight of his life.
"He's… he's here!" cried Manwe desperately. That is when Melkor smashed into the ground in the most grandeur arrival yet.
