Chapter 8: Readiness
MorgothII: Hello again! I'm back with another chapter for The Dark Wars!
Diluvium: This is set two weeks after the last chapter!
Morgoth: And as always, both R&R and enjoy!
Diluvium walks towards the rampart of the rebuilt main gate of the city to stand with his master. Once know as Minas Tirith, the warrior had renamed it Minas Angband, in honor of his teacher Morgoth's old fortress. Until now they had been using the newly rebuilt citadel for meeting about the war, and the equally rebuilt city as a staging ground. But no more. They had sent the corsairs of Umbar that lived and all of the over ships of their navy to block the Grey Havens. That was about a week ago. Except for some skirmishes and a small battle or two, things had been relatively peaceful.
But no more. When Diluvium gets to the edge, he stops and bows to his master. When he gets back up, he speaks to the Dark Lord. "The army is assembled. We are ready, my lord," he says to Morgoth. He nods at this and looks out towards the Pelennor Fields. Standing in it was a huge army, the numbers of its soldiers beyond the ability to be counted by any man, dwarf, or elf.. The veterans of the second siege of Minas Tirith were part of this army, along with many reinforcements of all sorts. From the Misty Mountains came legions of trolls and goblins. From Mount Gundabad came warg and warg riders, as well as many snow trolls.
Some of the new reinforcements are better equipped than when they came. The Dunlanders were given some of the armor and weapons of the slain soldiers of Gondor and Rohan. Most of the equipment was given to the orcs and uruks that had survived the siege of Minas Tirith. But at the head of this formidable force, near the gates, a group of wargs stand. On it are a mixture of mounted soldiers. There are orcs and goblins from the mountains, gold clad dragon men of Rhun, elite archers of Harad, and uruks of mordor.
Diluvium looks at his leader. When Morgoth nods, he starts to speak. The entire army turns and listens to the warrior. "A new force is rising! It's power is unrivaled!" At these words, the field starts cheering. Diluvium lets the soldiers do this for several minutes. Then he raises his hand. Upon doing this, the crowd falls silent. "Soon all shall fall to our might! You don't know mercy! You don't know fear! You don't know pain! YOU DON'T KNOW DEATH!" Again, the army cheers. Again Diluvium raises his hand to stifle it. Again the warrior looks at his master and receives a nod.
" SOON THE LAND WILL BE FILLED WITH THE BLOOD OF OUR ENEMIES! PREPARE TO MARCH! LEAVE NOTHING ALIVE OR INTACT! TO THE DEATH OF OUR ENEMIES!" He shouts. The word 'death' is repeatedly shouted by the orcs, goblins, and uruks. Horns are sounded. His speech finished, Diluvium looks at his teacher. "Good," he says. "You know what to do." Diluvium nods, and then goes down the stairs. When he is on the ground, he walks over to the group of riders near the gate.
All the wargs are mounted. He looks at the other riders. "You ride to the 'shire'. You are the scout group for that region. We will ride for long days and nights. Do you understand?" They all nod. "Good. Move out!" Diluvium commands his riders. He watches as the wargs and their riders head off to do their mission. Then he turns around and prepare to continue his masters plan. He raises his hand that bears his three rings and closes his eyes in concentration.
At first nothing happens. Then the air in that area starts to shimmer. Suddenly, a huge gateway appears. Inside of this mammoth structure, a portal comes into being. At first almost the entire army is startled by this old and nearly forgotten piece of black magic. Diluvium then turns around. "ALL RIGHT, HALF OF YOU, FOLLOW ME TO VICTORY! CHARGE!" The warrior shouts. At first everyone is uncertain.
Then the balrog steps forward to follow its master. Then the rest of the forces that will follow him move also. Upon seeing his orders being followed, Diluvium steps through the portal. The experiences that he gains from this trip is beyond any mortal words except for complete and utter pitch black darkness. Then light returns.
However, Diluvium sees odd flashes of blue and red, and also miniature explosions. Soldier clad in white armor and weird weapons fight weird soldiers with equally odd weapons. Diluvium and his invasion army have stumbled onto the Clone Wars!
MorgothII: And finished! This completes the first of my stories! Don't worry though; I will make the next part later. I am just taking a break from this series for now. Anyways, as always, both R&R and enjoy!