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Darkness Reborn by I LIKE FEAR 1-2

Lord of the Rings & Game of Thrones Xover Rated: M, English, Fantasy & Horror, [OC, Sauron, Jon S.], Words: 492k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 1k+, Published: Jan 25, 2020 Updated: Aug 11

966Chapter 2

Here's the next chapter for everyone, hope you all enjoy. Secrets come to light here, and the game officially changes. Just as a side note for everyone this story starts about five hundred years or so before the start of Game of Thrones, and I'll be using things from both the TV show, and the books, just as I'll be using things from Lotr, as well as Middle Earth, video games. As I noted, this story is a spiritual rewrite of Fire and Shadow, and Rise of the Dark Lord, so some story elements will be kept the same, or reused, but utilized in a different manner. Not a full rewrite of either story, but carrying the same spirit from both of them, if that makes sense.

Darkness Reborn

Chapter 2: Rising Inferno

Days passed, as Harry explained the events that followed after her defeat. Days of nothing but talking and recounting. Her defeat had marked the end of the First Age. Since then, the Second Age had passed, which lasted for almost three and a half-thousand year. and they were now twenty-five hundred years into the Third Age.

In that time, the Valar had retreated to Aman, and had remained there almost exclusively, save for a few interactions with the outside world, such as during the Fall of Númenor, where Harry's physical body had drown when the land sank beneath the waves.

The power of the Elves had waned considerably over the last two ages, their kingdoms breaking upon the tides of war, and time. The elves themselves were retreating more and more to Valinor, their time in Middle Earth, seemingly done. That left only the Free Peoples of Middle-Earth to fight against Harry's army. During that time, Harry had gone almost exclusively by the name he had been given when they had first rebelled. Sauron. The name he had given when he came to them, Mairon, seemingly forgotten.

Sauron was a name that he had kept to this day. For the majority of the Second Age, Sauron had led his forces against the kingdoms of men, dwarves, and elves, until he too was defeated in the War of the Last Alliance.

He explained to her how he had created a focus for his power, with the help of a descendant of an old enemy of hers, an elf-lord named Celebrimbor, that he had tricked into aiding him under the guise of Annatar, the Lord of Gifts. He had aided the elf in the construction of a number of rings, and had then created the One Ring, to control all of the others that he had helped to create.

Beyond it's ability to control the powers of the lesser rings, the One Ring helped Harry to focus his power immensely, and became a tool for which he could amplify the potency of his spirit. Unfortunately, with the loss of his physical form, the ring became necessary for him to regain a full physical presence in the world, and when it was cut from his fingers during the final battle, his physical form was again destroyed, and he was cast, partially into death.

The one who had defeated him, Isildur, did not destroy the One Ring however. He had taken it from the battlefield, and it now existed somewhere in Middle-Earth, but exactly where, was, at the moment, a mystery.

The two of them had shared a laugh at this part of the story. Despite the annoyance involved, it was humorous to the both of them. Even if Isildur had destroyed the One Ring, all it would have done was free Harry to return even sooner. In fact, it was because the Ring had not been destroyed, that it took so long for Harry to gather his power back. He was the Master of Death, and thus could not die. Not even Lilith was blessed with such an immunity. If her soul was damaged enough, she could be killed. Such a thing was near impossible, but it could still be done. For Harry though, it didn't matter. He could be slain again, and again, and again, and he would simply come back. In fact, he could come back quite quickly from death.

From how it had been explained to Lilith, Harry's powers, when it came to being the Master of Death, were tied solely to his being. He controlled his own mortality. Only one person could kill him, and that was him. Only Harry could kill Harry. Or perhaps more specifically, only Harry could be the one to decide when his time had come. Harry's soul belonged to Death, and when he died, he would go to Death's side, and remain there forever. But until then, Harry could live for as long as he wanted. His life only ended, when he was ready for it to end.

Millennia ago, Lilith had spent countless years pondering Harry and his strange abilities. He was so very unique, compared to the world around them, and Lilith knew why.

Despite being accepted as one of them, Harry had not been. When they had first met, it had been when she held the name Melkor, and he had called himself Mairon. The others had accepted him, as they had no reason not to. In those days, the Ainur had been pure and innocent and did not know of treachery. Of all those that she had known, Mairon had been her closest confidant, friend, and eventually her lover.

When she rebelled he had remained behind, feeding her information on the Valar, and when she was ready for war, he openly declared himself for her, joining her in their war against the Valar, and the Elves and Men of the world.

It was from him that she learned of things like other worlds, and other places. He was the one who showed her how to twist living things into her servants, and he was the one who showed her the raw power that magic commanded. It was from him that she had developed a great deal of distrust and loathing towards her creator, or as Harry often stated, 'supposed' creator, Eru Illuvitar.

He had his secrets, she knew that, and a part of her yearned to learn all there was to learn, but other parts warned her away from that. He was worldly, he always had been, and he had always been cautious around others. He had only ever even told her his real name when she had rebelled.

Harry had a reason for keeping his name, and his greater understanding of existence to himself, and Lilith suspected it had to do with why he hated Eru Illuvitar. Her creator.

He had his secrets, but he knew enough not to utter them within Eru's creation, and for that, Lilith could not fault him.

In time she had come to hate Eru as well, and cast down the name that he had given her. While she did find amusement in the title of Morgoth, bestowed on her by her enemies, she much more preferred the name Harry had given her. Lilith.

The names, Harry and Lilith, they shared almost exclusively with one another, which was just fine with Lilith. Something that she had, that her father did not. That was a win, in her book.

Regardless of all of that though, due to Harry's connection to the Ring, he actually was caught in an interesting state. If the ring had been destroyed he would have died and come back, no big issue. Instead, the ring survived, and because it did, Harry didn't die. He remains now as a spirit. The reason why this wasn't simply negative, was because, after all this time, Harry had regained his full power.

If Harry could get a body again, he'd be as strong as he was, with the Ring. But that also provided an interesting caveat, if he could find the Ring, it should still contain his power from all that time ago. Taking both pieces and putting them together as it were, would amplify Harry's power beyond where it had ever been.

It'd be like putting two Harry's into one. That was, if they could find the thing.

Ultimately both decided that for now, the Ring was lost. It was a boon if they could find it, but for now Lilith being back, and Harry regaining his power were more useful to have as secrets, then to reveal themselves openly searching Middle-Earth for the Ring.

After that conclusion, Harry continued to tell her about the events of the Third Age so far.

Including rebuilding his host within Mordor, his servants in the undead Nazgul waging war against the Northern Kingdom of men in Arnor, and ultimately leading to their destruction, and the decline of Gondor. For all intents of purposes, Middle-Earth was ready to fall.

Upon completion of his history of recent events, Lilith had inquired to location of her servants, the Balrog, and the Dragons.

Harry informed her that the Balrog had all gone to sleep after her defeat, retreating to the darkest corners of the world, and entering into a deep slumber. As for the dragons, most of, if not all of the Great Dragons, had been slain, save for a handful. But they had basically scattered to the winds. What remained now were mostly pale imitations of the once great dragons that she had created.

The dragons that were common place now were similar to the one's Harry had originally brought to her, drawn to their world from the ruins of his own. They'd lost all of the powers and greatness that had been bestowed onto them by Lilith, and thus, the Great Dragons had dwindled down to only a few.

That was slightly disappointing but if there were still dragons roaming around, then the hard part was already done, and Lilith would only need to capture some of the lesser dragons and breed more of her mighty servants.

Eventually discussions reached now, about twenty-five hundred years into the Third Age. Harry had been busy gathering his strength and preparing for war. His intention had been to capture all of Middle-Earth and force the Valar to reveal where they had sent Lilith. One day, he felt her reach out to him over their bond. It took him years to find her, and his explanation on how, confirmed what Lilith suspected about this world.

This was not Middle-Earth. This wasn't even Arda. She had called out to Harry from across time and space, and he had traveled here, with some of his chief servants, utilizing similar magics that he had when he had first found his way to the Ainur so long ago.

This was another world, separated from Eru's creation, yet connected to it, just like Harry's world had been.

The Void. The Ether. The Realm of Eternal Night. A metaphysical realm of neither life or death. Harry had walked it's expanse to reach Arda at the dawn of time, and Lilith had been cast into the darkest pits of this realm where she would have remained had she not broken free. This realm was mysterious and was once thought to be near endless. Lilith had once walked the expanse of this great void, trying to locate the Sacred Fire, the flame Eru used to birth creation. She never found it, nor did she find anything really. It wasn't until Harry explained to her how one traverses this strange place, did she realize her mistake. The emptiness she had encountered was born purely of her imagination.

This void was imagination given form. And it was shaped by the thoughts and dreams of all living things. She went into the void, expecting to find nothingness before her, and so what she found was nothingness. Due to her power, the void actively shaped itself into nothingness. Which is why the black empty space she encountered during her travels in her youth, was different from the prison she had been cast into. One was born of her imagination, the other was true emptiness. A place she now called the Abyss.

The Void was an interesting place, and from what both of them understood, it not only connected Harry's world to Arda, but it seemingly connected all worlds together. It was something that bore looking into, but at a later date, for now, what concerned the two was if it was possible to easily travel from this world to Arda, and if it was easy to get back. If they could find a way to easily get from one to another, then it was very much possible for them to begin constructing an army here, and then return to Middle-Earth one day, and carry out their revenge.

"Do you think it's possible?" Lilith inquired.

"With magic, anything is possible. Finding a way to connect here to there, I don't think that's outside of the realm of possibilities. Like anything you start small scale, and work up to something far larger. I know how to construct a portal between two places within the same world, but I don't know how it will react if I try to connect two places on different worlds." Harry responded.

"What is that saying you always had? Nothing ventured, nothing gained?" Lilith responded, earning a smile from Harry.

That became their first endeavor, constructing a portal that was large enough for armies to pass through. A connection between this world, and Middle-Earth.

The first part of their task involved brainstorming, though it was obvious to Harry that Lilith was preoccupied with other thoughts. The possibility of traveling to other worlds, the chance for revenge against the Valar, and Eru, and even the prospect of finally learning the secrets that Harry kept to himself. These were all things that preoccupied the Dark Lady's mind, whenever she wasn't working on a solution to their transportation problem.

It was nearly two months later, as Harry put the finishing touches on an idea he had for getting between the two worlds, when Lilith finally decided to broach the subject of his secrets, more specifically, the secret surrounding the last thing he had said to her before her capture and subsequent banishment.

"Do you remember what you said to me, all those years ago. The last thing you said to me before the battle ended, and I was captured?" Lilith inquired.

Harry paused in his work, his eyes closing for a moment. After several seconds he let out a sigh, and turned his emerald gaze to meet with her fiery orange one.

"I remember. I told you that there were still things I wanted you to know. That we shared a past that you didn't remember. I told you that I would always protect you, and be there for you. I told you a lot of things, Lilith. You're going to have to be more specific with what your questioning me about." Harry replied.

"You told me that we shared a past I didn't remember. I still don't. I have a full memory of my life. I remember even the moments when I was created. Yet you claim we shared something before that. Logically we couldn't have because I didn't exist then. And yet… I believe you. I've always believed you. So… are you ready to tell me?" Lilith inquired, her gaze piercing and full of curiosity.

"I've always been ready to tell you. I just… there are things I didn't know how to say. And there were things that I couldn't. You know that I have a past with Eru. We've never spoken about it, not really. But you know I have a personal reason to hate him." Harry began, her gaze transfixed on him.

"I knew him from my world. He went by a different name then, but I dare not say it aloud, lest he has placed a Taboo on it, and could be alerted to my survival. When I arrived as Mairon, he didn't know me. But he knew of other worlds. So he allowed me in. He always liked to act as the kind, noble, grandfatherly type. All knowing, an eternal guide, a wise old man, who knew everything, and always had to have a hand in the goings on of the world. He was a manipulator. He did terrible things to fulfill his vision for the world. His manipulations, and plots… they ruined my life, and it led to the whole world being destroyed. The past we share… was a life he destroyed..." Harry explained to her, stepping closer to her as he did.

Confusion marred her features, but she did not remove her gaze from his. Such tentative secrets, held between them, a past that Harry had always wanted to share, but was too afraid to, and a history that Lilith wanted to know, but wasn't ready for.

"What were we, Harry?" Lilith inquired, stepping towards him, the two now within arms reach of each other.

"We were siblings… twins. Born to the same parents. Human beings. We shared everything together, even came to love each other, far more then siblings should. It was Eru who turned us against each other. Forced us to fight. And it was because of him, that I lost you. That I lost my world. That I lost everything. I was left nearly alone on my homeworld. Nothing but a few scant beasts to keep me company. One day, I felt a glimmer, an echo of a connection to someone I loved more then life itself. I followed that bond to it's source, and it led me to you. And to him." Harry answered, her eyes going wide as understanding and further confusion, filled her.

"We were siblings?" Lilith muttered.

"Yeah. Twins like I said." Harry responded.

"And… my name then… it was Lilith?" Lilith inquired her gaze searching, almost desperate for more answers.

"Our mother's name was Lily. You took on the name Lilith after walking a darker path. That name you once held, I dare not speak it, lest it too be held under Taboo. You named yourself Lilith in honor of our mother when you rebelled the first time against Eru." Harry responded, earning a slow nod from his reborn twin.

"He turned us against each other?" Lilith reiterated his words.

"Yes. But to be more accurate he turned me against you. You chose to walk a dark path. A path I wasn't ready to follow. Like a fool, I believed in his nonsense, in his second chances, in the light. All it got me was misery, and it soured my soul. I lost everything I ever loved because of my choices. Because of what he started." Harry's eyes began to glow as memories flooded his mind. He bit them back with a snarl, but he had to force himself to look away from his beloved sister, his memories of their shared past, far too painful to face right now.

Pity filled Lilith's gaze. She so rarely relinquished her pity for others. The suffrage on other people never moved her, and it never inspired any sort of noble emotions within her. Only malice. But Harry was different, he had always been different, and now she finally knew why. They were siblings once. Brother and sister. Twins. Twins who had loved each other, as they did now. Far more then blood siblings should.

A hallow chuckle left her lips, even in the past life, her depravity knew no equal. Such a forbidden taboo, incest, yet she had committed it so casually long ago, and it seemed that she could once again count such a decadence amongst her great list of sins.

Sensing Harry's growing discomfort and pain, in regards to his memories, Lilith decided not to press further on the issue of their former familial connection, and instead focused on their enemy.

"You hid yourself so that Eru wouldn't recognize you..." She began, drawing Harry's attention back to her.

"Yeah… he didn't recognize me as Mairon, and I didn't have to worry about him placing a Taboo on my name, because hairy can also be used to describe something, so he wouldn't have placed a Taboo on my name. There are a lot of things he could have placed a taboo on as a precaution, which is why I've been so hesitant to explain things. Even here, in another world, I don't know if he'll be alerted to me saying any particular words that may draw attention." Harry offered as an explanation.

"But you said he thought you were dead. Why would he place such precautions if he thought that his enemies were gone?" Lilith inquired.

"Because you rebelled again." Harry responded.

"Because I'm your sister. … … … He's worried that I'll remember, and he wants to know if I do." Lilith came to realize.

"Exactly. On my world, you walked a dark path, and because of that, he turned the world against you. He turned me against you. You brought the world to it's knees, defeated him in battle more than once. Beat me more times than I can count. You don't understand it yet, but you're stronger than he is, you always have been. He fears you Lilith. He brought you back, because he's a prideful creature and he refuses to give up the notion of second chances. To give up on that, and admit that some people are beyond saving, is to admit that his whole ideology is flawed. He's far too arrogant to do that. He tried to make you his perfect little puppet, just like he did with me. All to prove to himself that he was right. Low and behold though, you walked that same path. You may not remember your past, but who you are hasn't changed. You're the exact same person I knew all those years ago." Harry offered to her, earning a smile from her in the process.

"I've never doubted you. Not once. You say we were siblings once upon a time. That you and I, and even Eru were all once humans? I believe you. I don't truly know why I do, but I do." Lilith admitted.

"You know, when I found you, I almost couldn't believe it. Your face back then may have been different, but I knew it was you from the moment we met. And then when we rebelled, and you took on this new face… I wish I could've seen the look on the old buzzard when you took on that fare form. You look as you did, all those years ago. The same face as my beloved twin sister. You may not actively remember, but a part of you does. A part of you remembers who you once were." Harry said to her, his gaze turning soft, and longing as he reached out, his phantom limbs cradling her face as he smiled.

Lilith was silent for several long moments, her eyes drifting away from his, and out into the forest.

"You've given me much to think about, Harry. I do wish to learn more, but I think I have to reflect on what you've given to me now." Lilith stated, earning a nod from Harry, as he withdrew his hands. Her response wasn't cold, or distant, more so, it was curious, and thoughtful.

"I made you a promise all those years ago, I wasn't going to abandon you. Not ever. You have been, and always will be the most important person in my life. I wish I could've told you all of this sooner. But I am happy to finally get it out in the open. Take as much time as you need to process this. I'm not going anywhere." Harry said to her, earning a rather pleasant smile from his counterpart.

It took a moment for Harry to finally tear his gaze away from her and return to his project, but when he did, Lilith allowed a look of longing to fill her gaze.

"A heart so filled with darkness and degeneracy, and yet… so very kind to me. I came to love you, as my heart and soul. The only thing in all of creation beyond myself, that I truly love. I make this promise to you now… 'brother', I will remember. I will regain my lost memories, and take back what he took from us." Lilith offered as a silent promise to her beloved friend and ally.

Days passed as Harry ran his tests and even departed to try and return to Middle Earth.

Lilith remained behind, slightly annoyed and standing guard over a cabinet that Harry had constructed with his magic. Six of the wraiths had remained as well, and hovered around her incessantly.

Lilith busied herself with studying Harry's servants and the rings that bound them between life and death. Creations of the elf-lord Celebrimbor, grandson of Fëanor. Oh how she enjoyed hearing about the elf-lords demise, cut down and his corpse paraded before his people as a sign of retribution for their defiance.

The rings held great power, but they paled in comparison to the Silmarils. It saddened her to think such wonderful lights had disappeared from the world.

After being gone for nearly a week, Harry suddenly and without any pretense, stepped out of the lonely cabinet in the forest and glanced around.

"Welcome back." Lilith noted dryly, his gaze snapped to her and he smiled.

"It worked!" Harry said to her.

"Mind explaining to me what 'it' was?" Lilith inquired, none to happy to have been left behind to babysit a cabinet.

"A combination of tricks that I learned a long time ago. This object is a vanishing cabinet. There is an exact copy of it in Mordor, in the ruins of my ancient fortress. Place something inside of the cabinet and close the door, and it'll appear in the opposite cabinet." Harry explained, earning a nod of understanding from Lilith.

"So when it comes time to return to Middle-Earth, all I need to do is step into this cabinet, and I'll exit out of the other one in Middle-Earth?" Lilith asked for clarification, Harry gave her a nod in reply. "Not exactly the entrance I was expecting to make upon my return, but I guess subtlety is useful at times. This is an excellent way of getting between the two locations, I was hoping for a method of getting your army here so we could start building our forces."

"Ah, my lady, but I have dealt with that issue as well. If you would please." Harry gestured towards the sealed cabinet, showing off a bit of his showmanship and prankster nature. Even after all of these years, deception, and trickery were still imbued into every cell of Harry Potter's being.

Deciding to indulge him, she stepped up to the cabinet and opened it. Within she found a trunk. The trunk itself was about three feet wide, and about five feet long. Quite a large trunk that barely seemed to fit within the cabinet's interior.

She sent her gaze towards Harry who made a motion with his hand, causing the trunk to slide out of the cabinet. With another wave, the trunk opened.

"Exit." Harry stated loudly. Lilith gazed curiously at the trunk, her eyes widening as she heard sounds begin to echo out from within the trunk. Peering into it revealed nothing but blackness, and yet it sounded like there was a horde of people inside. More specifically, it sounded like there was a horde of orcs inside.

A smirk spread across her face, as the first orc climbed out of the trunk. A few moments passed before another one did, and than another, soon they were filing out single file. Lilith simply stared in amazement as a contingent of nearly two hundred orcs emerged from the interior of the trunk.

"A powerful extension charm, turns the inside of that trunk into a barracks large enough to house up to a thousand orcs. They all climb in, they get put in the cabinet, cabinet transports them here, they leave the trunk." Harry stated earning an amused chuckle from his sister.

"Alright… that was worth the wait." Lilith noted, highly amused at his solution.

"Any other questions, or concerns?" Harry inquired, raising an eyebrow and smirking.

"You pull off smug, very well." Lilith muttered, earning a chuckle from Harry.

"Now that I know it can be done, we can begin work here. I can use enlarging charms to make the trunk big enough to fit our larger servants into, and can bring them here. I would very much like to show you some of my creations, like the Uruk-Hai, and the Oleg-Hai. But beyond that, I know for a fact that the magic tied to Middle-Earth, is tied to this world as well, meaning the Taboos are still in effect, but that also means that magic affecting one world, will affect the other. I can begin work on constructing a more permanent fixture to transport us between Mordor and here. The cabinet and trunk tricks, will serve for now." Harry offered, earning a nod of agreement from Lilith.

He was correct. The fact that he could tie two locations together through these vanishing cabinets, meant that there were far greater connections between Arda and this world, then first thought. Which also answered another interesting question that had been itching at her mind recently. The Direwolf she had encountered, that had Harry's werewolf magic within it, how had it ended up here? This offered her a solution to that question. Presumably, it was the void that connected these worlds, and with Harry, and this magic being able to traverse said void with relative ease, that meant that there was a great chance that other beings could cross as well. Like werewolves, dragons, even Balrogs.

"Where shall we begin?" Harry inquired with a devilish smirk.

"We'll start in the Land of Always Winter. We'll begin building our forces there, and construct a new fortress. While we prepare, use your little trinket and have your servants continue to gather forces from Mordor, while also preparing Mordor for war." Lilith commanded, earning a nod of agreement and understanding from Harry.

"Alright then. I'm assuming you have a plan." Harry asked.

"Rebuild, explore, get you a new body, and conquer this world. Then we go back, and we take Middle-Earth, and then we kill Eru Illuvitar." She responded.

"Sounds like my kind of plan." Harry said with a grin, his eyes shining Emerald. Here in this world, away from Eru's gaze, Harry could unleash his full power, and his abilities. Magic that he had been unable to perform while Eru was around, he could use to the fullest here in this world. Here he could also unveil the Deathly Hallows. All three of those legendary trinkets had been locked away, out of sight, and out of mind, so that Eru would not be alerted to their existence. Here in this world though, Harry could use them, and bring this world to it's knees.

Lilith now knew the truth, or at least some of the major parts of it. Perhaps with this revelation, something great, and terrible would happen. The true awakening of the supreme Lord of Darkness. Morgoth was a monster, but even the beast of shadow, paled in comparison to the nightmare that she had been in her previous life. To compare Morgoth to Lilith, would be to compare a brush fire with an inferno. As time passed, Harry saw more and more of his beloved twin sister emerge from the depths of Lilith's mind, it may have just been personality at the moment, but he was hopeful that one day, it would be memories, and she would truly come alive once more. A goddess of magic, and might.

One day, the old manipulator would be cast down, and destroyed. And once he was, Harry would make sure that his past was undone, and that Lilith would rise as the true ruler she was meant to be. And in her ascension, bring about an age of eternal night, a pure reflection of her devilish soul.

-To be Continued-

Alright, here's the next chapter for you guys, hope you all enjoy, and I hope it makes sense why Harry hid his true powers and abilities while rebelling against Eru, whom I'm sure many of you know it really is. Harry being alive, is still a secret, and as far as Eru knows, Lilith doesn't remember anything from her past, so while her rebelling again, is of great annoyance and concern, to Eru, it's not as bad as it could be. Please feel free to flood me with questions if you need them. Later.

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