Not Quite a Dark and Stormy Night
2. The True Fall of Morgoth Bauglir
The corrupted Vala looked up at Ungoliant angrilly. "The Silmarils are MINE! I stole them from Fëanor, not you! You got the light of the Trees! Why are you complaining?!" he exclaimed in fury.
"Give them to me or I shall eat you!" Ungoliant hissed.
"Have it your way then!"
The unlight spider queen spun her web of darkness about Morgoth. He wasn't going to stand for this. The Silmarils were his. So he let out a great cry of, "Get out here and stop her you bloody Balrogs!"
"Why should we risk our tails to save you from the PMSing queen of unlight?! And anyway, Sauron makes a much better Dark Lord!" several new voices answered.
"You traitorssssssssssssss-" the dying Dark Lord screamed as he was devoured by Ungoliant.
"What a waste of last words," she muttered as she devoured the Silmarils.
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