For a moment the bright lights of the world long forgotten to him, blinded him. Melkor stood, dazed, the twilight of the void had set his eyes use to one amount of light. The bright sun of the dessert beat down hot on his face, a sensation that he welcomed. When he was adjusted to the brightness he looked around, distant mountains to the north, the sun set just south in the sky. He pondered his knowledge of Middle Earth, pouring over the world in his mind.
"Ah, yes, I must be in the straits of the world."
Little did Melkor know of the great change of the geography. When the land was cast down everything changed, and he would have a rude awakening. He first began north but he became angered as he did not remember the terrain. Yes three ages would have changed the world but not so much. So he became angered a cryed out to the world, and his old servants perceived.
Melkor's madness and anger welled up in his soul, again, and this time he remembered his power, and he came to a break between two hills and there he stopped. With his left hand he cast down a crater in the earth, and with his left hand he threw down another parcel of land.
From each of these craters there came two fissures, and from each fissure came one creature, each different.
The first creature that crawled from the far left fissure in the left crater was strange and mangled.
It crotched like a goblin, and had a head much the same as one, but was larger and more muscled. From its mouth protruded to large fangs that hung like sickles below his jaw almost a hand's length, but they were not like normal teeth, they moved to and fro at the creature's will. It's eyes were yellowed and the pupil was a deep red-brown, its large protruding brow had no hair on it like a human but was more like scale covered, more like a lizard of sorts. It's skin looked much of the same tone as an orc, green-grey, faint and pale. This creature crawled from its fisure and at once came to it's new masters side, where it waited.
From the next fisure, on the same side came a larger creature. It looked like a orc but was larger, and fiercer in action, it moved swiftly, with a sureness like the ura-ki. Its skin was black as char, and it stood almost 3 feet taller than a man. His forearms were large, and on the bottom side there was a protruding bone that like a razors edge. This one had hair on his head though it was oily and black as night. He too came to his master and stood in silent vigle.
On Melkor's right side, the fissure closest to him, there came a creature much resembling a drake of old, and it was mighty and large.Wings sprouted from it's back and beat lifting the creature further out of it's hole. It roared as it pulled itself from the ground. Its scales and hide were red, but hinted with black, and his face was striped with black. It's claws were long and mighty, and it called out it a voice recognizable but inhuman. As it finished it's tirade it came to stand beside the dark lord.
The final creature was much like a balrog it sight, but any wizard or valar could have felt it's fierce power boiling in it's soul. In it's left hand there was a whip, blazing with shadow and fire, and in its right hand there was a sheild made of the black iron of the north, it too was blazing with darkness and fire. It took two steps which moved the ground under it's feet to stand beside his master. So there was completion of his generals, and next he would summon his old followers from there graves, unless they still continued his work without his knowledge.