Clare Prime of Ultra: I'm glad that you liked it, and I hope that you like this as well. The previous version just felt too much like a rehash of canon.

Guest: Why thank you.

Adanias: You'll find out just how extensive that encounter is next chapter.

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I do not own Doom or Lord of the Rings.

The situation was not good for Sauron.

His war against Middle-Earth was far from complete, but now the one man who had the potential to ruin all of his plans – He Who Conquered the Armies of Hell, He Who Defeated the Titan, He who had already sabotaged his previous efforts – The Doomslayer, was on Middle-Earth once more.

Which was why he was now here in Hell, or at least his astral projection was. For without the Ring, he could not possess a physical form.

Such was the price for the power he received.

But his frustration showed as his astral form stormed across the blood-soaked landscape of Hell.

Blood-red skies illuminated the rocky, skull-studded outcroppings that overlooked vast plains of bare rock littered with corpses and skeletal remains. At the top of the ridge which was Sauron's destination, stood a massive citadel of hardened obsidian littered with menacing spikes and surrounded by an imposing fence of jagged bone.

As Sauron approached the structure, two Hell Guards moved to obstruct his path, growling in a threatening manner, prompting the warlord to speak in annoyance. "I am here to speak to your master."

The Hell Guards did not respond to this statement, only standing there with their spears pointed at him until a deep, resonating voice echoed through the air. "Grant him entrance."

The Demons did as instructed, taking positions on opposite sides of the gate that Sauron now passed through. The interior of the citadel did not interest the Dark Lord, not even the various lost and tortured souls that scurried by amused him. His one destination lay in a spacious but dark room, illuminated only by a ring of fire lining the edge. As Sauron now stood in the center of the room, the glow of the fire illuminating the stone columns and demonic sculptures, the room reverberated with the same deep voice that commanded the Hell Guards from before. "Why are you here?"

"You know why I am here Lucifer. I am in need of your armies."

Silence Permeated the air for a few brief moments before Lucifer spoke once more. "I see, there is only one reason that you would come here with such a request."

"Indeed, the Doomslayer is on Middle-Earth."

"Well, that would certainly warrant such extreme measures."

Growing frustrated with this conversation Sauron gave a reply. "Obviously it does, now, will I be able to use your armies or not?"

At that moment, a massive demonic claw came out of nowhere and grabbed the Dark Lord by his throat. Then, as he was hoisted into the air, Sauron struggled for breath as he stared into the crimson red eyes and snarling visage of the Lord of Hell. "Such hubris, you speak to me as if you're my equal."

The lord of Hell then threw him onto the ground before stepping out of the shadows. Despite his back being hunched over at an uncomfortable angle, Lucifer still stood at an imposing 15ft. Blood-red scales covered his torso as his legs then took the appearence of a goats. Two massive curved horns crowned his head while a set of leathery wings sprung out from his back. The Lord of Hell then stomped over to Sauron's fallen form and pressed a hoof into the Dark Lords torso, causing him to groan in pain. "Need I remind you that you are the one seeking my help once again?"

"No my lord! I apologize for offending you! Please have mercy!"

Satisfied that the cur had learned his place, Lucifer removed his foot and turned from him. "Nevertheless, your request is granted. But there is one thing you must do beforehand."

"Anything my lord, just name it."

"Make your way to the valley of the damned, restore the Icon of Sin. It will enable you to bring Demons into your world, if you are willing to pay the price."

As Sauron withdrew to complete this task, Lucifer merely went back into the shadows, glad to be rid of that annoyance.

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The forest upon nightfall remained the same as before, the air was filled with the noises of nocturnal creatures and the moonlight shone through the trees. The only unnatural occurance tonight was the piercing cries of a lone Nazgul that raced down a lone dirt path atop its corrupted steed. Its haste was born of sheer terror, for its pursuer was an enemy of unprecedented power, one that its master hoped would never show itself on Middle-Earth again, one that was quickly catching up! Its thought process was interrupted when a loud boom echoed through the area, and its steed had its legs torn from under it. Then with a cry of pain, the steed fell to the ground, throwing its rider off in an undignified fashion. But before it could tumble to the ground, a massive gauntlet grabbed it by the nape of the neck while another grabbed its shoulder.

Before the rider could process what was happening, the Doomslayer ripped its spine out with the head still attached, disposing of it soon afterwards. Moments later, as the Doomslayer casually strolled away from his most recent display of carnage, Lily popped out from her travel case and leapt onto the road past the corpse, piquing Doom's curiosity. "You see something, girl?"

As if in response to his question, the rabbit halted and turned her head, jerking it in the road's direction as if wishing for the Doomslayer to follow her. At that moment, Lily then bolted down the road, Doom following close behind until they arrived at an insignificant river dock overlooking a small and steady river. It was here that Lily halted and then rapidly stomped her right foot onto the ground, indicating that her discovery was in this location.

But before Doom could inquire about it, His HUD was overtaken by another memory vision similar to the ones he had back at the Mars UAC facility. Four figures of blue, three riders and a child-like figure he recognized as one of the four he saw before, were running/riding down the road towards the dock. The three riders were in hot pursuit of the kid as he desperately tried to reach the dock where his three companions were waiting aboard a river boat. He managed to jump on just in time to avoid being caught in the riders grasp. As the quartet began to float away and the trio of riders began screeching in frustration, the memory faded away, leaving the Doomslayer to contemplate on what he witnessed. "Those riders must be after the ring that kid possessed."

He then turned his attention towards Lily, who was now perched on his shoulder. "I guess this means we need to get to them first, huh girl?"

Her answer was an affectionate nip at his helmet, causing him to chuckle in amusement. "I knew you'd agree."

As the rabbit then went back into the travel case, Doom then noticed a massive fire in the distance. Considering it was in the direction he saw the four travel down, combined with the fire's sudden appearance, the Doomslayer deemed it worth investigating.

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Frodo was terrified.

One moment, he and the others were sleeping peacefully in their beds. Next, the entire village of Brandywine was up in flames. What few villagers that were still normal fled in terror while their kin were transformed into hideous monstrosities that moved with a major limp but were otherwise superior in every way, and were devouring any unfortunate victim they came across, then piling the corpses in the center of town. This mass of dead seemed to bring forth even more terrifying adversaries, namely a humanoid/impish creature that possessed extreme speed and agility and another creature with strange armor that allowed it to fly. One of the fliers let loose with a barrage of large, slow moving arrows that caused a large burst of fire and air that threw the Hobbit to the ground. But moments later, Sam managed to pull him back on his feet, bringing him out of the chaos with urgency. "Come on, Mr. Frodo! We have to get out of here!"

The duo did not make it far before three of the slower creatures ambushed them, prompting Sam to bring out his frying pan and swing at them in a desperate attempt to protect Frodo. "Back, you devils!"

His efforts proved futile as the lead creature simply caught the improvised weapon in its jaws and bit half of it off.

Now defenseless, the two Hobbits moved to flee, eventually running into Merry, Pippin, and Aragorn at the edge of the village. The ranger was in the middle of killing one of the agile Imp creatures before turning towards the two Hobbits. "Thank goodness you two are alright. But it is no longer safe here. We must make for Rivendell with all haste."

The four Hobbits were all to happy to oblige, desperate to flee the carnage that lay behind them. The group failed to notice a strangely armored man charge into the fray.

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The Doomslayer arrived to a familiar sight, a demonic incursion with lots of heads to bash. He didn't know how, but Hell managed to turn the populace of this village into a swarm of Possessed that in turn, used other civilians and various bodies to make a corpse nest which only brought Imps and Revenants at the moment. Bringing out his shotgun, he decided to do what he does best: Rip and Tear, until it is done.

He started with a lone Possessed that tried to flank him, ripping off its head and throwing it at an Imp. As the demon fell to the ground, Doom stomped on its head before unloading his shotgun into a horde of Imps and Possessed that he charged through. Once in the town, he disposed of a trio of Revenants using the assault rifle, the mini rockets tearing through their armor and forcing their jet packs to implode.

It was at that moment that he discovered the corpse nest that was bringing in demonic reinforcements. After bisecting an Imp with his chainsaw, he brought out his rocket launcher and unleashed a triple salvo, the UAC explosives tearing apart the nest with laughable ease. But unfortunately, a Baron of Hell managed to take to the field. The Baron swung its massive limb at the Doomslayer, only for him to knock it aside. He then brought out the super shotgun and fired at a duo of Imps, their upper halves turning into red mist.

Then as he replaced the spent shells, he kicked himself backwards to put distance between him and the demonic horde bearing down on him. Seeing the demons group together as they did, the Doomslayer took the opportunity to whip out the chaingun, setting it up as a mobile turret. Then as the first of the demons closed the distance, the three barrels finally warmed up and unleashed their payload. Hundreds of small caliber bullets tore through the lesser demons in a terrific display of brutality along with causing untold amounts of property damage. When the ammo ran dry, the only demon still standing was the Baron of Hell.

The Doomslayer brought out the super shotgun once more and charged at it, dodging another swing from its claws before firing at its face at point-blank range. The Baron then roared in pain as it grasped the now missing part of its face, leaving it vulnerable for Doom to finish it off. But instead of just blasting its head off, Doom went for a glory kill. He lept onto the demons shoulders and proceeded to tear off one of its horns, using the appendage to bash its head into paste.

Satisfied with another horde wiped out, he made to resume his previous mission of finding the four Hobbits. But first, he had some bodies to dispose of. He couldn't let the enemy make use of them after all.

I apologize for the skirmish being so short, but considering the small amount of low level enemies, they wouldn't last long.

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