The Intruder by wind rider
Fanwork Notes
Title: The Intruder
Author: Eärillë
Number: B1
Challenge: The Silmarillion vs Harry Potter Matches: Morgoth vs Voldemort
Summary:
How if Melkor got another undesired visitor aside from Beren and Luthien? How if the strange “creature” was even more undesirable than the former lord of Dorthonion and the daughter of pitiful Melyanna?
Rating: G
Warnings: first draft, dark humor
Characters: Morgoth, Voldemort
Genres: Crack-fic, Crossover, Mystery
Place: Angband: Morgoth’s throne-room
Timeline: First Age: unspecified
Word Count (in MS Word): 288
Notes: This fic does not bear any tie to the author’s other story titled “For the Sake of Alliance,” however similar the characters and plotline are. Originally it was to encompass two prompts too, but the author failed to quite put them together and scrapped her first attempt. Here is the rewrite, which is hopefully better than before. (The other prompt will be inserted into another story.)
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Summary:
How if Melkor got another undesired visitor aside from Beren and Luthien? How if the strange “creature” was even more undesirable than the former lord of Dorthonion and the daughter of pitiful Melyanna?
Major Characters: Melkor
Major Relationships:
Genre: Crossover, Humor, Mystery
Challenges: B2MeM 2012
Rating: General
Warnings: Violence (Mild)
Chapters: 1 Word Count: 298 Posted on 31 March 2012 Updated on 31 March 2012 This fanwork is complete.
The Intruder
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The Intruder
To say that Melkor was furious with the intruder would be an understatement. To say that he was secretly frightened of how his unpenetrable fortress had been invaded at last would be a bigger understatement. But he displayed the former for all to see and feel and concealed the latter most neatly. After all, he must present a fearsome image to his tricky and slippery underlings.
The black-robed creature had just dropped right in front of his throne without any preamble, as if fearing nothing, as if it ruled Angband instead of Melkor himself. Or perhaps, it had been sent by his bothersome, power-grabbing brethren? Anyway, this little bother must be quashed soon – and permanently.
Gathering his remaining powers around him like a cloak of menacing darkness, he stood up and addressed the clueless-looking creature. “Who are you? How dare you come before me unbidden?”
The… thing… dared stare hautily at him—!
“I am called Lord Voldemort,” it said in a sibilant hiss. “I am wherever I want to be. No mortals can bar me, not even you.”
Melkor laughed, amused and annoyed at the same time. “I am no mortal, you miserable creature. I am Melkor, the first and foremost of the Spirits, the true ruler of Eä. I will still be here while you will soon be dead.” He wrapped the creature in his aura and squeezed it slowly but surely, revelling in the tides of fear that at last emanated from the insolent intruder. “Mortal, eh? Let us see how immortal you are, then.”
Before he could finish the act, however, the strange creature vanished right within his grasp just as he had appeared.
Oh well. He had begun to delight in the semi-torture…
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