Lord of the Rings/Doom Cross over

Highly Explosive

Prologue – Arrival

27th March 2145

Théoum was yet again the commanding officer or yet again, captain; of another space mission. One that he had created, Théoum had hacked into the UK military's mission listings with great difficulty; he had to do it in the most secret place that was raided about an hour after he had left. Now he was the captain of a flight to another realm, his home realm. Middle-Earth, he had grown up there, his family was there, the royal family of Rohan. Everything he knew and was brought up with had changed since he left Middle-Earth and had gone to upper-Earth, but the locals just call it Earth.

He had left because of a dream, he had a dream of the destruction of Middle-Earth by dark creatures that seemed to crawl out of the nightmares of some twisted human being and he had gone to Lord Elrond to seek counsel, Lord Elrond had told him of a place where the technology was strange and people controlled extraordinary metal beasts. So, Théoum took his chance and travelled to Upper-Earth when he was in prime of his life back 2120 in Earth years.

He had been travelling on the largest space vessel in the pack that surrounded his ship. He had over 1000 British marines onboard. There were about ten other smaller vessels following his ships lead, each one had about 500 British marines, 250 foreign marines, 20 builders, 5 contractors and some of the world's top scientists. All eleven ships had wives, husbands and also children onboard, he had to bring so many people so the human race can start again in a realm which the Earth locals call the New World. Middle Earth was cleaner, fresher then their own, but the Earth's scientists had redesigned most of the worlds technology so they were eco-friendly machines, but decades of pollution had stained their lands, their waters and the air.

They had been travelling for what felt like just over a year, they had left the military base in the year of 2140, Théoum often wondered what year it actually was, his watch said the 27 March of 2145 but it only felt over a year since they had left. Oh Valar the timing in this nothingness is so fucked, he thought bitterly as he sat in a metal chair in the middle of a big circle room that had many computers and controls around the edge that was being monitored by computer geeks.

Théoum sighed heavily, how much freakin' more of his precious time would he have to spend before he got back to Middle-Earth? He grown very bored, very little interesting events happened on their journey. Just yesterday one of the chefs had given birth to a baby boy, congrats.

The other week they had gone through an asteroid shower and thankfully had lost none of his ships. Behind him he heard the swish sound of the mechanical doors and span on this metal chair and saw his second-in-command, Lieutenant Connor Murphy. He had flamey hair with blonde tips that was spiked lazily with crappy cheap gel. He held a bunch of papers filled with charts, graphs and franticly a lot of words. The Lieutenant looked happy, yet exhausted (Théoum wondered what he had just done with his wife), Connor quickly strolled over to his commanding officer and handed the papers to the dark haired man that sat at a control panel nearest to him.

"Sir, approximately 3000 miles onward the vortex you search for will be upon us," Connor smiled, he had grown quickly bored of being on this ship for so long. "Within 2 hours or 3 we will be within that vortex and will be ready to land in Isengard and our builders will get to work straight away on our plans," Connor was talking about the building plans that himself, Connor, the Field Marshal and the leaders of the U.N and E.U came up with to build new living facilities for their armies and family on this new realm. "Sir, look out there and see if you can see it," Connor suggested, Théoum nodded and pressed a red button that was hidden underneath the chair arm.

The large metal screen that covered a huge fraction of the perimeter of the round room; it rumbled and began to rise to reveal a thick glass about half a metre thick, when the metal screen got to the top he stared out of the very large window and saw many beautiful stars and ahead of them, far in the distance he saw a cloud spiralling, it was all different shades of blue and purple, with a tints of silver and grey. A wide grin appeared on his face and he began laughing and Connor joined in. Théoum jumped from his and began tapping the computer nerds on the back and thanking them all for their hard work.

We walked over to the voice over button and pressed down the button and spoke into the mic, it sent his words all through out his space craft and the others following. "Congratulations everyone! Within a number of hours we would have reached our destination and will start building camp in our new home," He smiled as he heard cheers and yells of joy rise throughout his ship and the people at the control panels began laughing and talking to one another about how well they did.

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2 hours and 15 minutes went by and the vortex was so close now, it was huge, about ten times bigger then his vessel. "Tell everyone to hold on tight," he said to no one in particular, just then Connor went over to his chair and strapped himself in like all the other people in the room and pressed the voice over button that was placed to the side of him for him to use.

Connor spoke firm instructions into the mic that he and the captain hoped that everyone on all the ships followed orders. Théoum's spacecraft began to rumble and he quickly strapped himself in and watched through the large window as the vortex began to get closer and closer. He held his breath and clutched tighter onto the metal armchairs, his knuckles began to turn white and it hurt, but he ignored it.

Red lights began to flash and some mechanical woman's voice kept repeating the same thing over and over again. "Warning, pressure increased by 30 percent," But the percentage slowly began to rise as they got closer to the vortex, "Warning, pressure increased by 35 percent," When the voice reached 60 percent they were inside the vortex and the ship was shaking violently and some screams and yells came from outside the control room.

Théoum gripped hard onto the metal armchairs and held his breath. There was two possibilities of what would happen to them. One, take them to Middle Earth and they would be able to regain control over the ships again. Or two, take them to Middle Earth and they crash land, killing almost, if not everyone. "Warning, pressure increased by 70 percent," The mechanical woman spoke again, if the pressure increased by 135 percent then everyone on all of the eleven ships would definitely be doomed as their ships couldn't handle such pressure.

"Captain! The ships aren't going to hold!" Connor screamed at him with eyes shut tight.

"They will hold!" Théoum screamed back, it was like he was trying to convince himself also. They were about half way through the vortex; the colours of the vortex rushed passed them and lit up the entire room. "Get ready to gain control!" He yelled at the geeks, whenever someone wanted to say something they would have to shout otherwise they wouldn't be heard because of all this violent shaking and the sound of metal being tormented by some distant fiend. Théoum didn't see the control specialists get ready to press buttons for he had his eyes closed tight so the dust and whatever was flying wouldn't get in them.

"Warning, pressure increased by 90 percent," the woman's voice bellowed through out all of the ships, when she had said 'pressure' Théoum yelled "We must regain control as soon as possible when we reach the New World!" Even though he was a grown man and feared nothing, he was frightened; this could be the end of everyone that he had brought with him. They could all die and be lost forever and no one would even know.

Théoum opened his right eye just a little bit to see what was going on. He had forgotten to close the metal screen, he pressed the button under the arm of the chair and he watched with whatever he could see, the metal screen screeched as it began to go down, there was a number of dents in it, something must have knocked it while it was away. He couldn't help but open his eyes fully when he thought he saw an ending to the large tunnel of the vortex, the metal screen was inches away of reaching the bottom and giving them extra protection of whatever would hit those front windows. "Get ready! We are almost there! If this fails lives would be lost!" He wanted everything to go right, there was a lot of people on these ships. "Connor!" His second-in-command yelled something back that Théoum couldn't understand. "Warn the fellow ship captains to brace themselves." And Connor did just that.

About 10 minutes passed and the ship had a heavy impact with the floor, the sound of glass shattering and digging into the metal screen. The metal bent inwards and some glass got through and went flying through the air, cutting any skin it touched. Someone screamed when a large piece of glass was imbedded in her face and blood got everywhere she touched. There were yells, screams and cries coming from around the ship and beyond.

15th August 2145

John Grimm, commonly known as Reaper ran behind his sister, Samantha that carried all three research disks without getting killed by mutants. The rest of the RRTS was either in front or behind him. Destroyer was at front with Sarge, Portman and Goat ran in front of Sam, Duke and Kid ran behind him.

There was something inhuman chasing them down the corridors of the Mars UAC research lab of Olduvai. It was something deadly, some monster with 24 chromosomes that liked to infect certain subjects or just likes the taste of the flesh.

They were running to the Ark where Pinky and Mac waited for them to return. Growls of the monster came behind from around the corner, Reaper didn't know why they couldn't just turn around and kick it's sorry ass. But the team didn't want to risk anything, Sarge also wanted to kill it, since their mission was to recover the research, secure the base and rescue the civilians. The civilians were evacuated when they arrived, Sam had the information she was told to collect and the base…well, it's infested with mutants and flesh eating scientists. Oldurvai was far beyond recovery, there was nothing they could do for it now, but whether they liked it or not, they had to clear it.

Sarge spoke through the cam "Mac, open the door now but get ready to close as soon as we are all in," Sarge continued on along with everyone else, Samantha almost tripped but Reaper caught her arm and pushed her forward, trying to make her run faster.

In front of them was a large, thick metal door that bleeped, it had orange lights round it that flashed as it opened. They all got through, the beast was not far behind, they all aimed their guns out side while the large round door began closing again. After 3 seconds it was closed, and the mutant ran straight into it, there was now a dent in the wall, but it wasn't as large as it would be if the door was any less thick.

They turned, but kept their guns ready and aimed towards the door. Sarge yelled at Pinky when he saw several marines with the Union Jack flag stitched on their arm. They all carried guns similar to the RRTS' guns. The only thing was, they were mostly women, 6 women and 1 man. "Who in the fuck are these Pinky! This place is under extreme quarantine, no one gets in, no one gets out," There was clicks of the weapons from the other group.

They looked as strong as the RRTS, they had powerful postures and their armoured vests were black. The RRTS' uniform was exactly the same as theirs, apart from the team in front of them had the UK flag stitched on their arm. Pinky replied with hasty, frightened words. "Oh you mean these guys?" Pinky motioned towards the group with a thumb over his shoulder, below the UK badge on their arms there was another one stitched on there, it was round with a black border that had 'BRITISH RAPID RESPONSE SQUAD' written round it in bold white writing and on the inside was the picture of a sword and a gun crossing with thorny vines wrapping round the middle tightly and around the sword and gun. "These are the BRRS, this team was supposed to meet you all in Nevada, but they arrived late," A few of the members of the other team shot him a look, a woman with black hair that (Also had another badge stitched on her arm) pulled up in a tight ponytail continued on.

"It was not our fault, we crashed. Two of my men died, and three others got seriously injured and are now back in Nevada," She was about the same size as Duke in height, her accent didn't sound like a traditional English accent, it was the accent of a commoner. Her blue eyes were almost silver, they stood out even against her pale skin. It was like they didn't realize some huge freak of nature was trying to ram the door down. The woman that had spoken, clearly the leader of this team, spoke to an Eastern looking woman, "Dragon, plug in the explosives and let's get out of here,"

The Eastern looking woman took off her backpack and went over to the wall that was next to the dented round door, she flipped her gun onto her back and the leader of the team looked towards the man and winked. The man readied his gun near his face and took professional strides towards Dragon that was setting up a metal box on the wall that had a screen that read '99:99:99' it had a keypad also with numbers as well as letters. "What the fuck is she doing?" Sarge flipped, the rest of his team was just staring with their guns readied either at the door or at the new arrivals.

The leader walked over to Sarge and looked up at him with a daring stare. "She is getting ready to blow this place. While at Nevada they had received word that the information wanted was secure, and the civilians were rescued. So after an hour of rushed talking and much arguing they came to the decision to send this place to hell," she turned to Pinky "Ready the ARC," The door had a massive dent in it by now, the creatures strange looking arm was clawing its way in, waiting to see if it could catch anything.

The BRRS team were straight backed and looked well formed and all together. They walked forward, 4 of the women kneeled down about 50 yards away from the door and began to fire at the creature (Or well, whatever they could get), one of them had a green cross stitched below the badge of the BRRS which suggested that she was first aid, Reaper heard her say to herself "This is some freaky shit," She had a similar accent as their leader.

Pinky was at the control panels for the ARC typing in all sorts of codes and passwords, Samantha was hovering over his low shoulder since he was attached to some sort of wheel chair, she had one arm resting on the metal counter as they tried to get the ARC to work. A silver blob appeared in the centre of the room, Sarge yelled "Kid, go now!" The 4 women stopped firing at the creature and jogged towards the silver blob, but kept at a safe distant. The Kid went through reluctantly, then it was the woman with the first aid badge, Sam, Duke, the other 3 women, Destroyer, Goat, the man, Reaper, Mac, Pinky, Portman. All was left in the room was Sarge and the black haired woman, and of course Dragon. "Ladies first," Sarge spoke as if sarcastic.

She growled under her breath and shook her head and left through the ARC, Sarge waited a few more seconds until Dragon was finished, she pressed a button and

the bomb started to count down from 30 seconds. The ARC came and left quickly, Sarge was the last one to land on firm ground as Oldurvai exploded.