Hello my loyal readers. I know that I have done a lot on Bane of Sauron, but two reviews brought up a very good point: a lack of canon deviance. So here is a final rewrite in order to fix that. I hope you enjoy.

Thx to my Beta (this story finally has one) Dark Fayt.

I realize that this is shorter than what I usually write, but I figured that this would be a good stopping point.

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Doom belongs to Bethesda and LotR belongs to Tolkien.

Upon defeating the Spider Mastermind, the Doomslayer suddenly found himself pulled through the tether once more. The dim yellow lights slightly illuminating the walkways showed a familiar location. Although the thick smoke obscuring his vision and the lack of primary lighting was due to VEGA being shut down, he recognized the architecture of the UAC Mars facility. And his assumption was proven right as he recognized the robotic self-righteous bastard he was stuck working with since he woke up, Dr. Samuel hayden, who emerged from the smoke as he began speaking. "You've won, it's over. You've stopped the invasion and closed the portal. But it has come at a price. Argent, VEGA, this entire operation."

The Doomslayer sighed in irritation at the obviously prepared speech, understanding that the idiot doctor still didn't realized the scope of the danger. "You say that like it's a terrible thing."

This caught the doctor off guard for a brief moment before he responded. "Maybe for you, it is not. But it is a terrible thing for the rest of us. You see, Argent energy was humanity's only solution to an otherwise unsolvable crisis. And when you destroyed the means to produce it, you forced us back to square one."

The Doomslayer gave him a neutral look before replying. "A small price to pay for salvation."

This caused Hayden to briefly tense up in what Doom assumed to be frustration before speaking. "It is pointless to continue debating this, for I do not expect you to understand my actions. Just know that I am not the villian of this story. I do what I do because there is no choice."

"Like hell there isn't."

If the doctor was offended by the statement, he did not show it. Instead, he snatched the Crucible from the Doomslayer, and held it with one hand, regarding it as the solution to all of his problems. And knowing the doctor, he probably thought it was. "But with this, I can continue my work."

Before Doom could protest that course of action, and automated voice caught him off guard with what it said. "Rerouting tether coordinates complete."

"What the hell did you just do?"

The doctor looked up at the source of the statement before returning his gaze to the Doomslayer. "It would seem that our time is up. I'm not going to kill you, but I can't have you stand in my way."

With that, Hayden turned around and disappeared into the smoke, but not before glancing at Doom and concluding the discussion. "Until we see each other again."

At that moment, the Doomslayer suddenly felt a pulling sensation, right before his vision went white for a brief moment. The scenery that he saw afterwards was quite peaceful to say the least.

A green forest formed a vast ceiling, penetrated only by rays of gold sunlight. Massive brown tree trunks flanked him on both sides for as far as the eye could see. And most prevalent was the wide dirt road that he found himself on.

Overall, the view was beautiful.

But that mattered little to him, for his only concerns were getting back to Mars to stop Hayden from making the biggest fuck-up in history, then getting back to Hell and kick demon ass. He was quickly brought out of his thoughts by a rustling bush, prompting him to whip out the assault rifle out of instinct. But moments later, his reaction was unnecessary, as out from the bush came a small white rabbit.

Memories of Daisy quickly flowed through his mind, causing him no small amount of grief. He missed that rabbit dearly, but maybe he could start over. It was about damn time he let her rest. So with that, he slowly crouched down and extended his right hand, all the while the creature was slowly making its way to him, one hop at a time, curious about this new being. Although every fiber of its being screamed for it to run, the Doomslayer's demeanor peaked it's curiosity,. So when he outstretched his hand once more, it sniffed his hand out of curiosity before its ears perked up as it jumped into his hand.

This briefly caught him by surprise, but hi did not mind all that much as he used his free hand to scratch behind the rabbit's ears, which it enjoyed if the way its hind leg shook was any indication. After getting a closer look, Doom began speaking. "Well, you're certainly a cute girl. I think I'll call you Lily."

The newly named 'Lily' enjoyed the treatment for a while before suddenly perking her head up, picking up a sound that Doom recognized as an adult voice from up on the ridge to his left. "He's clearly overreacting."

Upon hearing this, the Doomslayer moved into cover behind a nearby bush, careful to ensure that he didn't spook any of the locals. But to his surprise, the source of the disturbance was much smaller in stature than he expected. Four individuals of almost childlike stature tumbled down the steep, rocky ridge, all of them landing in an undignified heap at its base. As they managed to untangle themselves Doom was able to get a good look at their surprisingly mature faces.

The first of them, a brunette with a young face wearing a green cape over a brownish-red shirt, jacket and pants, appeared to be zoning out, his young, slightly feminine features forming a blank stare. Even his apparently optimistic companion, a brown-haired fella with a red cape over an outfit of a green jacket, white shirt, and black pants, didn't snap him out of it. In fact, he didn't even notice as he spoke. "Don't worry, we've had much worse landings." Though the comment was not directed at him, Doom couldn't help but relate. After all, a little tumble is nothing compared to a thousand ton stone temple toppling on you.

Shelving that thought, he brought his attention to the third one sitting on top of brown hair. A dirty-blonde with a gray cape, green jacket, yellow shirt, and brown pants, was groaning in pain as he pulled something out from under him. "I think I broke something."

That something turned out to be a carrot.

The fourth of the group, a more full faced dirty-blonde with a greenish-gray cape and a full set of gray clothes, was brushing various leaves and whatnot off of him, looking rather annoyed as he spoke to the third one. "Would you mind explaining to me why you dragged us down here?"

His companion was quick to respond, his pained expression replaced with a relaxed one. "Not to worry. This is merely a shortcut."

"Shortcut to what?"

The brown-haired one answered that question with an excited gleam in his eyes. "Mushrooms!"

With that, he shot up onto his feet and dashed towards a small group of said food at the base of a nearby tree, the two blondes following close behind. As the three eagerly picked the edible loot, Doom managed to pick up their names, not bothering with the rest as he kept close attention to the one he now knew as Frodo.

He began to slowly walk into the road, and though Doom could not see his face, Doom could feel the tension and fear, and his Praetor Suit's systems revealed the source of such apprehension.

A demonic entity was near.

Though if Frodo knew what it was, he did not give any indication, only taking cover underneath a large set of tree roots while beseeching the others to do the same. "Get off the road! Quick!"

While taken aback by his sudden outburst, the others quickly followed him into cover, just in time to avoid less than pleasant company. Sitting on top of a jet-black horse with red eyes and tattered saddle, was a humanoid rider that could be best described as a grim reaper, with black, tattered robes, lack of a visible face, and dark aura. Add a scythe and he'd fit the bill.

But aside from that, it possessed a unique aura that Doom found to be familiar, but could not figure out how. Oh well, it was a demonic entity, and that was all he needed. But before he moved to engage, he turned his head towards Lily, the white rabbit sitting calmly on his shoulder. "What do you think we should do?"

Her response was to stand up on her hind legs and repeatedly place her right-front paw into her left-front paw. While Doom found this to be quite adorable, he fully agreed with her suggestion. "Fuck him up, huh? Good idea."

The Doomslayer then came out from behind the bush and proceeded to come within ten meters of the rider. This caused the rider/wraith to turn its head towards him as its horse started to get nervous. What followed was a brief standoff that was broken by the Doomslayer.

"Boo."

This caused the horse to bolt in terror, taking a startled rider with it. Doom, meanwhile, gave a small chuckle as he pulled out his shotgun and prepare to give chase. "Hold on girl, this is going to be rough."

With that, he broke into a dead sprint, the rabbit finding refuge in a small box beside his warp pack which he'd been meaning to find a use for. And while he'd be willing to just catch up to the wraith and kill it...on second though, he'll kill it. He'd find the rest afterwards.

Meanwhile, the fires of Mt. Doom (*insert chainsaw noises* Get out of here, Doomslayer!) spouted a continuous cloud of soot that blocked the skies of Mordor. And the denizens of this ashen wasteland remained oblivious to the current dealings of its overlord. For as the Eye of Sauron continued gazing upon the lands of middle Earth, he suddenly felt one of his servants life forces go out.

A Ringwraith had fallen, and that discovery filled him with dread, for there was only one explanation for what he just felt...

HE had returned.

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