The Fortress of Carn Dûm

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

He stood up straight, holding his Morgul Blade at his side. "You want to fight, then, do you? Fine. Come at me." He simply lowered his blade, completely open to any attacks.

[Erkai Dîndaedel]

Erkai stood, and brushed off a few specks of dust from his shirt. He held his broadsword in two hands, and charged at his father, slashing at his torso.

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg did not raise his sword to block his son's strike, but instead rose his bare hand. He gripped the sword in his hand, eyes locking with the amazed eyes of his son, who had no clue how weak his strikes really were. "I've gotten stronger since you were kidnapped, Erkai..." He ripped the broadsword from Erkai's hands, tossing it backwards. "What do you do when the weapons run out, Erkai?" He sheathed his own sword, and punched forward, Erkai grabbing his arm in mid-punch, "Remember your training,"

[Erkai Dîndaedel]

Erkai nodded, and twisted Morsereg's wrist, his father barely flinching at the pain. He focused for a second, and roots began to grow from the ground beneath his father, wrapping around his legs tightly.

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg smirked...The boy was finally beginning to think. He rose his opposite fist up and smashed it down atop of Erkai's head, knocking the boy away. He put his hands out, and electricity wrapped around them. He wrenched his feet away from the tough vines and kneeled infront of his knocked-down son. He thrust his hands onto the boy's chest, and electricity began to flow through the boy's chest. He listened to the blood-curdling shrieks with glee, and laughed. He dug his hands actually IN to the boy, blood spurting around as he grasped his sons heart, squishing the final beats out of it in his own hand. He reached the bloody hand up to his mouth, licking the blood off slowly.

He stood up, then suddenly staggered forward again, grasping at his head, "Yes!! Finally!" He laughed sadistically, despite the pain he was suffering. It felt like he was being split in two. "Leave me! Yes! Get out of my head!" He cackled, and collapsed to the ground from the pain, never ceasing to laugh. Soon the pain stopped, but his laughing continued. "It's gone...yes...Now I'm me...and ONLY me...Middle-Earth now has a true evil to fear...Compared to me, Morgoth was NOTHING." He rose, a bloodlust in his eyes. He smirked, and looked out the window, plans already starting to brew in his mind.

[namine]

Namine had heard of her sons arrival and had gone to see him but she saw the two fight and watched. She stood there and saw it all, tears formed hearing her sons shrieks and watched as Morsereg killed him. When he was done she was near ready to collapse and then she said something she never expected to say to Morsereg, ever. "You bastard!" She said to him.

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg glared at her, growling. "Leave from my site, woman," He pointed his pale blade at her sternly, "Or you'll be next." All compassion had left his heart. All kindness, all sense of right and wrong. All good. He was a pure evil shell, now...Nothing could save him.

He turned on his heels and made his way out, to find Alucard and Dwar. A body had manifested itself in his room, and they would take that body to the Ice Bay of Forochel, as a backup, in the case this embodiment was lost, he would have yet another body for his soul to live in.

[namine]

She knew he'd take him away. She say it in his cold hard eyes. So she took the time she had now. She kneeled next to Erkai, tears streaming down as she held her son in her arms. How could he do this, how could he ever have? What had torn him into doing this? The blood stained her white dress as she held Erkai. She wasn't sure what to think or do now. "Eru save me." She said quietly through tears.

[naxara]

((Bored..lol. ))

After being gone to Mirkwood, Theatana returned to Angmar to visit, unknowing of her mothers flee and her fathers - little "fling." She walked into the empty and destroyed hall looking around. "Mother? Father? Elros?" She called out but all that came was the sound of her echoe. What had happened? She did not know.

[Lancir Misolen]

Lancir walked into the throne room many orcs trying to stop his he just merely struck them down and kept walking as he neared the throne he bitterlly bowed nad spoke nothing just standing there till he finally spoke.
"What is the name of the new ruler of khand nad angmar" he sadi disrespectfully a cruel tone in his voice his hand on his sword.

[Karasu Immolo]

"I am Karasu...and I know of your name, Lancir," He rose, smirking to his old friend, "I am Morsereg...or, moreso, the 'good' that resides within him until he killed his son. I was just recently awoken from my slumber by Lord Aragorn of Gondor. What brings you to Angmar, Lancir?"

[naxara]

Theatana walked up to the doors of Carn DUm. Now she was twenty and had grown soo much and her powers had strengthened. She slowly opened the grand doors and walked up the tower towards the throne room. She had not known of her brothers murder nor of her fathers change. She only hoped her father would allow her back now that Murazor was dead. "Father?" She called out in the halls. The halls were empty and her words echoed as she stood there wondering where he was.

[Karasu Immolo]

"Theatana?" He said, barely audible, but loud enough for her to hear it, for he was right behind her. "What happened to your precious Murazor? Why are you here, to torment me again?? To yell at me again? For if this is the reason, go. Just leave." Karasu bore a stunning resemblance to Morsereg, so it wouldn't be like Theatana didn't know who she was talking to...But he would reveal all later.

[naxara]

Theatana bent her head low. "I'm sorry for all my harsh words to you. I never stopped loving my family, I don't know why I said all that and I'm truly sorry. Murazors dead now and I hoped maybe I could stay here again and make up everything I did in the past if you accept." She said heartily hoping he'd give her a chance though she still didn't have the courage to look him in the eyes.

[Karasu Immolo]

"Oh so your big bad protector Murazor is dead, so you come to Angmar asking for forgiveness?" He scoffed, which slowly turned into a soft laugh, "Come here," He beckoned her forward, pulling her into a hug, "You never left me, my heart. Come, now...There are many things I must tell you..."