Lost at Sea
Chapter 2
Standing there, she could feel the gaze of her mentor even as she stepped into the world she had been born in for the first time.
It was very different here from Earth. Starting with the simple fact it was surprisingly peaceful seeming for somewhere that was apparently war ravaged. But then again she was very far away from where the front was now. She knew better than to appear as some unknown ainur in the middle of a jumpy, battle hardened army of ainur who'd probably attack her on sight. Not that they needed her anyway.
No, Anna was here on an entirely different mission and that frankly was protecting people from the aftermath of the effects of the god-war going on known as the War of Wrath, a far too apt name.
Not far away but enough she knew she wouldn't be seen appearing out of thin air, was one of the major refugee camps of Beleriand where all civilians were sent as they were swept up by the passing Ainur army.
Taking a deep breath she began striding towards her destination with a smile on her face.
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The pair guarding the main entrance to the camp straightened and stared at the approaching figure strolling towards them. While on a level she appeared elven, tall with dark hair which shimmered with a silver suggesting Telerin or Sindarin ancestry amongst some probably Noldorin heritage, they both instinctively knew she was not an elf.
After a long moment of staring, one of them called over a teenage boy, one of many who hung around the outside and practised so if needed they could back up the experienced warriors.
"Find the lady and tell her someone who I think is a maia is walking up to the camp." The kid nodded and legged it to where Lady Galadriel, who was running the camp, was supposed to be.
The female stopped as the two guards barred the way with their spears and smiled sardonically.
"Identify yourself!" She looked distinctly amused at him.
"I go by the name of Anna and am sometimes called Gaeriel." They raised their eyebrows at that. Both were in Quenya, 'gift' and 'Sea Daughter' seemed somewhat incongruous as names, especially for someone they suspected to be a maia from the sheer sense of power surrounding her. "I presume from you friendly manner and welcoming way of holding your weaponry that you are not going to let me in?"
She just got a look. Anna shrugged, still smiling and simply walked through the spears, the blades appearing to slide through her as she passed them and then turned to grin at the two shocked elves.
"Not needing incarnate form is a lovely thing, it really is." She turned back to her path and then grinned.
"Oh, you are so nice, you've gone and got who I was looking for for me!" The guards blinked in shock as a tall blond lady, hair also shimmering with the silver hint of telerin heritage. The lady stopped several pace from her and gave her a sort of closed look.
"I was told there was a maia here, but you feel more like Lord Ulmo than any maia, and I know you are not one of the Valar." Anna smiled.
"As I told your guard, I am called Anna, sometimes known as Gaeriel. You are right that I am neither Maia nor Valar. What I am is a tad more complicated than that, what you sense is the fact my father is an ainur, though I have never met him." The lady raised an eyebrow.
"I am the Lady Galadriel, only daughter of King Arafinwë of the Noldor of Aman and an elf well acquainted with the ainur. As granddaughter of King Olwe of Alqualonde I am rather strongly acquainted with Lord Ulmo of the sea, and that is who you remind me of." Anna raised an eyebrow and resisted a bitter thought about how everyone seemed to know her father better than her.
"Something that makes sense." Anna said in the finest style of Michael at his most unhelpful. Her mentor was an award winner for politely but massively unhelpful answers. Galadriel gave her a Look.
"Who is your father?" Anna smiled.
"Its usually polite to tell a the father first that he has a child before everyone else. Uncle Michael and I are both fairly sure he doesn't know I exist." Galadriel raised an eyebrow at her in surprise.
"How? And who is Uncle Michael?" Anna smiled.
"Uncle Michael is my mentor and surrogate uncle. He is the eldest of the Higher Ainur in any world, there are many many more than those that run this world. Michael, who is an Archangel rather than a Valar, is the original warrior. When I was an infant The One, who you call Eru or Iluvatar, simply dumped me on the Angels and Archangels without telling them more than the names of my parents, and in the case of my mother her rather interesting heritage. He gave orders on how he wanted me raised and that was that. But from what Uncle Michael says of when he knew my father before he left the Timeless Halls, where they all existed before Eru called each of them for the world they were to Steward, he wouldn't stand for having a child without doing everything in his power to find me, so he mustn't know I exist." Galadriel nodded. She looked around at the stunning lack of people watching on.
"There seems a surprising lack of people listening for a public conversation – and you seem somewhat free with your words all things considered." Anna smiled.
"One of the things Uncle Michael taught me was how to make people ignore me. No-one sees us. Note even the guards have wondered back to their posts. They won't even remember me arriving, nor will anyone else who could in anyway know anything remember that. Except you." The princess raised an eyebrow.
"Why me?"
"When we were preparing for me to come to this world Michael and I studied up what we could of this world. You are the leader of the refugees. You are the only one who can do what needs doing." She got another raised eyebrow. "Simply put, Beleriand is sinking."
"Pardon?" Galadriel said, going white.
"This war, particularly since the Valar sent their army heavy with maia, is invoking powers too great for the land they are fighting. It is causing the land itself to move and sink. The amount of power is building as well. Soon there is going to be a cataclysm and Beleriand is going to crash beneath the waves. We had to mess with time to get me trained and here soon enough to have a chance of saving as many in Beleriand as possible." Galadriel nodded, face still pale.
"Come." She said decisively. "We will discuss this in more detail. I need a lot more information to plan." Anna nodded and followed her.
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Some time later the two sat in a room that was distinctly patchy, clearly reclaimed after the Army of the Valar cleared out that chunk of land. Galadriel looked unusually drawn for an elf, not that Anna had that much experience of that.
"You said that everyone but me would simply forget your existence? Can you make it so they simply accept you and sort of don't really think about you instead? It would make things easier if you are accepted as my aide without people thinking about it rather than you just being invisible." Anna nodded with a smile.
"That's easy enough to do." She concentrated for a moment. "There, sorted. It will be like I've always been there and no-one will question it." The blond elf gave her a look.
"That is a worrying if quite useful ability." Anna smiled.
"There are many ainur abilities which we are only allowed to use with permission of The One. I am more freely allowed to use my power than most because I am not charged with the stewardship of any world but like all who are outside the Timeless halls I am restricted to prevent the kind of world destroying cataclysm that is the problem right now. Uncle Michael has hammered the responsibility angle quite a lot through my training. Admittedly that might be because pretty much the first magic I did consciously was designed to give him a huge heart attack and had potential to completely screw both the oceans and the weather systems or earth, the world I was raised in."
Galadriel was giving her a look that was somewhere between amusement and a sort of parental despair.
"Do you have children by any chance, my lady?" Galadriel raised an eyebrow. "Its just that look strongly reminds me of my foster mother when I did something stupid as a child."
She laughed.
"I have a husband, that is close enough." Anna snorted with laughter. "Who incidently is mentally lecturing me on not waiting until it is too late to escape the sinking of Beleriand in a quest to make sure every living thing gets out alive." Anna smiled.
"Tell him not to worry, I am more than powerful enough to make sure you get out alive and well." Galadriel smiled at her, then frowned as the lady in front of her looked unsure for a moment, appearing a lot younger than she had.
"Can you ask him not to pass on about me to Lord Eönwë? I wish to remain in control of finding my father and I think the Lord Maia will know who I am instantly and be obliged to tell his lord who I am." Galadriel nodded understandingly.
"Of course lady." She said with a smile. "So shall we get to organising where we're going to send all these people and where? The refugee camp trails down the coast quite a bit." Anna smiled and leant forward to begin the boring bits.
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Within a day they had a plan but before anything could actually be done they had a meeting to get to because it all relied on the cooperation of a group who weren't all that inclined to help. The two of them stood in front of the most senior of the Lindarin sailors who had ferried the army of the valar aiming to be very careful about how they dealt with this.
Galadriel was carefully playing up her own Lindarin heritage as granddaughter of their king and Anna was letting her power out just a bit. She'd carefully manipulated it to be more like that of a maia than that of Ulmo himself, though there was only so much that could be hidden. She was half vala and it showed.
The captain, and a number of his fellows, while ostensibly paying attention to Lady Galadriel, were eyeing Anna curiously. Their gaze wasn't as suspicious as Anna had worried about, they all lived within the gaze of the Valar and were far more used to the ainur and trusting them automatically.
Once Galadriel had finished putting her points to them the captain turned to her.
"You are of the People of Lord Ulmo?" Anna smiled sardonically.
"I suppose you could say that. I am one of the odder ainur out there. I specialise with dealing with the deeper parts of the ocean and noticed the change and effects caused by the army of the Valar and seek to save as many civilians lives as possible. This requires getting them out of Beleriand as soon as possible. The best way to do that is for you, your compatriots and the sailors of the isle of Balar still there to ferry people to a new site further east." The captain nodded.
"So why not simply order us to do this?" Anna gave him her version of Michael's patented 'endlessly patient but thinks you're being stupid' look.
"Eru granted all mirroanwe the gift of free will. No ainur has the right to order anything, we have the right to ask you to do something, but not just to order it. I know this to be the course of action which will save the most lives. I know you are disinclined to help those of Beleriand but I am here in the hopes of convincing you to make the right decision. And it is just that, your decision, not mine." The captain nodded.
"Why should we help out kinslayers?" One of the others asked. Anna smiled sardonically at Galadriel.
"How many kinslayers are in the refugee camps, if I may ask?" Galadriel smiled, knowing damn well what she was up to.
"Aside from me, who killed my Noldoring kin in defence of my Lindarin kin at Alqualonde? None. Those few surviving kinslayers are under Maedhros's command and fighting along side the army of the valar. There are no civilians that are kinslayers that are still alive." There was a slight flinch at the reminder that Galadriel had earned the title of kinslayer fighting for the people of Alqualonde (the only knslaying these elves knew or cared much about).
The two groups stood eyeing each other, not willing to talk for a long moment before the first of the captains stepped forward.
"I will talk with the other captains and get our answer to you this evening." He said with finality. Anna nodded and took Galadriel's arm and disincarnated, reappearing in their planning room.
The blond lady turned to stare at her, looking a little green.
"What the hell was that?" She asked. Anna smiled a little sheepishly.
"That is basically what the ainur do when they disappear. We temporarily shed physical form. We can then regain physical form wherever or whenever we want. You being mirroanwe makes it a lot harder to hold none-physical form for very long but its more than long enough to do the transport." She nodded at the half vala with a frown.
"I've never seen the valar do that and there have been times when they really wanted someone somewhere and that would have been dead useful." Anna nodded.
"I'm not sure they can do that. There is a distinct possibility that Eru restricted them from being able to disincarnate mirroanwe at will – from what I remember when Orome brought the original three kings to Valinor he did that so I know they can but that might well be an exemption made by the One himself. The other thing is its not easy to do. I have more practice than most because I am half-mirroanwe so have to be able to disincarnate a physical form to do that at all." The Noldorin Princess narrowed her eyes at Anna.
"You are Lord Ulmo's daughter that he somehow fathered with an elf aren't you?" Anna blinked. She then reviewed what she'd just said and realised she'd rather given herself away, having come to trust the lady rather quickly. Having watched her particularly while Michael had been preparing her had made it hard to remember she'd only known the lady a day or so.
"My mother was a peredhil actually, but essentially you are right. I know no more than that about either though." Galadriel nodded slowly. She then smiled.
"Is there any way I can be there when you meet the Valar? That is a moment I want to see." Anna slowly grinned and then began laughing, shaking her head.
"I think I should start handing out tickets for that event there are so many people who want to see it." The two grinned and began laughing again.
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They ordered people to begin packing up and preparing to move before the captains got back to them, knowing that those people would have to move one way or another.
That evening the first captain, an ellon by the name of Valandil got back to them with an affirmative answer, promising to ferry the people round to the site Anna and Michael had selected and Galadriel had agreed to.
Of the first shipment were mostly families with the youngest children, but also warriors or enough quantity to protect the new site.
It was not long later they began to see signs of what Anna had warned of. The animals they hunted for food were leaving, themselves sensing the danger. Soon there began to be a noticeable movement of the sea coming in further than it had and the coast began to eat away. The heights of the land seemed to change, almost as if the earth itself was bowing. Any elf could feel a tension to the land that was slowly building as if something was going to snap.
It felt like a snail's pace at which the camp emptied for its new land as they all could feel the tension in the earth and everyone began pushing it as much as possible.
Even as that was happening they were getting reports from the front and knew it wasn't just the land that had a problem. The Army of the Valar was steam rolling towards the final battle of the war and finally confronting an organised army of Morgoth's rather than the bits and pieces they had been sweeping up as they passed.
Anna herself was worked as silly as the rest of them, using her ability to disincarnate to move between the new refugee camp and the old, keeping everything in order, while also keeping a close eye on Eönwë's army to be aware of any issues they had which might affect her plans.
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Eönwë sat with the other senior commanders of the Army of the Valar, taking a moment of rest before the army moved on again. His eyes settled on a silver haired Sindar, part of the great house of Elu Thingol and husband to one of the most interesting princesses of the Noldor.
"Lord Celeborn, you seem distracted?" He asked, noting the elf's mind didn't seem to be there much.
"I am communing with my wife, who is organising the evacuation of the refugee camps to a much further east set of sites." Finarfin's head shot up to stare at his son in law.
"Why is she doing that?" He asked a little sharply. Celeborn gave the elf a guarded smile. It was not that he disliked his father in law but there was a huge gulf between them for all that had happened in the last age and neither had entirely reconciled the complications of their relationship, not helped by the fact Finarfin insisted on still calling his daughter Artanis, rather than by the name Celeborn had given her. Despite knowing his father in law wasn't comfortable with the name he responded by insisting on using the Sindarinised version of the King's name. Petty family warfare at its best as Galadriel had put it.
"Apparently it is patently obvious that Beleriand is sinking and that something big is going to snap in the near future. Thus she is moving everyone she can further east." The king frowned, as did many others. Eönwë coughed, looking a tad embarrassed.
"I forgot that that would be a possibility." They all turned to raise an eyebrow at the maia. He shrugged. "The sheer power of all the maia in this army, especially fighting against umaia and all of Melkor's more powerful minions has invoked some titanic forces. It is affecting the land. It was impossible to predict originally what would happen though we knew we should expect something. I am glad your wife has noticed what it is happening and is reacting." Celeborn gave him an unimpressed look.
"And would it have killed you lot to have paid enough attention for actually give us forewarning? Those are civilians, who have done no harm to anyone and few if any are even rebels, most were born here. You would let them all die as well because some of their ancestors used their free will? The free will granted to all mirroanwe by Eru. The Ainur are set as stewards of Ea not our Alien Overlords. Eru tasked you to care for this world and all that live in it. You were never given the right to order us to do anything, that is the point of us having free will. As such you have no right to condemn us. Either do your damn jobs or take Morgoth (who incidently is entirely your fault, not ours) and get the hell away from us." Eönwë, and everyone else stared at the lord who had got progressively more angry as the speech went on and was now sitting there glowing with a light rarely seen in the Sindar and glaring angrily at the maia who had reared back somewhat.
"How do you know of what Eru tasked us with? How do you know what you have just said?" Celeborn gave him a knowing glare as his lip curled.
"Anna is a member of the First Choir and protege of the Archangel Michael." Eönwë gaped at him. "She's also not very impressed with you lot right now. Having to come all the way from Earth to sort out one of your major mistakes doesn't exactly impress."
The maia was sitting there gaping.
"Atar has sent in another to clear up our mistakes?" Celeborn just smiled at him, eyes glowing wickedly at the maia.
"Well, you are not doing a very good job are you?" He said bitingly. Eönwë seemed rather fearful at that pronouncement. "Anna says to pass on that neither Raguel nor Chayyiel have been summoned, yet."
The maia was pasty at the somewhat smug comments. Celeborn's satisfaction at having got such a response was what was allowing him to hide the fact he now had Anna as much as his wife in his head. When he had somewhat blurted out her existence he had realised what he had said and promptly asked his wife to pass on his apologies. That had resulted in Anna joining the mental conversation with a muttered comment about closing the stable doors after the horse had bolted. She had then been feeding him lines to help with the maia baiting.
The rest of the lords in the tent were looking between the two like they were watching a tennis match between the two, not sure what to say as they were understanding less and less of the conversation.
"I need to meet the lady Anna." Eönwë said, still pale. Celeborn smiled.
"She says 'all in good time'. When the time is right for you to meet you will but you are needed here to do the rubbish collection and she is far too busy preventing civilians from dying from the cataclysm coming that will sink the entirety of Beleriand. Once we've finished recapturing Morgoth then you can meet." Eönwë suddenly snorted and grinned.
"I can tell Michael was her mentor, 'doing the rubbish collection' was exactly how he phrased taking down Lucifer, the original evil and corrupter of Melkor, whose rebellion against The One took a third of those within the timeless halls with him. His sense of humour always left something to be desired." Celeborn grinned at him even as Anna burst out laughing in the back of his head.
"Anna agrees emphatically with that incidently, amongst her laughter at the comment." Eönwë grinned.
"I have a feeling we will ultimately get along rather well. Can you pass on my thanks for her work?" Celeborn nodded.
"I will. She asks that you do not yet tell your masters of her existence. She apparently has an agenda for when they are to find out that she has not explained as of yet." Eönwë grinned.
"As long as I get to be there when she does introduce herself." A piece of paper appeared in Celeborn's hand.
"She says there are now so many people wanting to see that that she has begun handing out tickets, so here is yours." Eönwë looked at the piece of paper and snorted with laughter.
"I definitely think we will get on." The maia said, shaking his head with bemusement.
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Anna and Galadriel looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"When should I tell him that Uncle Michael told me lots of interesting stories of their time in the timeless halls? So basically all the Valar and some of the maia's embarrassing baby stories in essence." Galadriel grinned at her and began laughing again.
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It was as the last ships were getting to the safe zone as Anna called it when she felt the snap of the land finally snappin under the forces being invoked.
It would take some time before Beleriand truly sunk but the final earth movements as the tectonic plates moved under the unnatural pressure and so Anna disincarnated and split her attention between the shores of Beleriand and the battle being waged in earnest.
Morgoth had brought his dragons into play and Manwe had responded with his Eagles, as well as Earendil on Vingilot, the sparkling flying ship the Valar had made him with one of the most famous jewels in the world in her figurehead.
Soon though Anna was forced to turn all her attention to the impending tsunami as most of the continent sunk beneath the water as the land began to settle and sink. The Valinorean plate was now shifting over the plate Beleriand was on and the sheer power of the forces involved made it move far faster than it would have usually done so.
She could sense her father having noticed and standing to protect Aman from the huge waves it had caused in that direction and so set to do what she could to mitigate it on her side without exacerbating the problem.
She carefully worked round her father's own movements, not keep to tip him off to another with high skill in water based power just yet, and channelled the forces to lessen the impact of the waves upon the war ravaged continent.
Eventually it was done and Beleriand was mostly underwater and the face of the rest of the content was irrevocably changed. She paused to observe the new lands before reincarnating in front of Galadriel and practically wilting against the table.
"It is done, Beleriand is sunk. Only a small strip west of the blue mountains exists and even then the land is much changed. I need sleep" Galadriel caught her as her legs gave out and placed her gently in a chair.
"Eat something first, rest and then tell me what has gone on." She said firmly. Anna sighed in relief and happily munched down the food, sagging in her chair. That was the problem with regaining her physical form – that form could be fatigued and very much was by her incredible use of power.
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In Aman all the Valar were together somewhat unusually. Even more unusually, they were not holding council but mostly watching the Lord of the Seas work with tense fascination.
Eventually he opened his eyes as he took his rarely used humanoid incarnation rather than the wave based on he tended to prefer.
"It is done. As Earendil engaged Ancalagon the Black the forces involved caused the snap of tectonic plates we have been expecting for some time now. Thankfully Galadriel's move to evacuate the continent some years ago has lowered the casualty rate significantly so only a few died as opposed to most of the mirroanwe outside of Aman as expected." Manwe frowned slightly as he saw the hints of a frown on his fellow Vala's face.
"There is something wrong?" Ulmo shook his head absently.
"As I was working to limit the damage it was almost as if there was another working with me but I could not sense them at all and was a bit too preoccupied to go looking for that sense. Who or whatever it was saw expertly to protecting the Beleriandic side as much as was possible." They all stared at him in shock. "I have no idea who it could be, because they could well be as good as me at this yet I know not of any in this world who has either the power or skill."
Tulkas snorted sardonically.
"So we have an unkown, probably of the First Choir, running round who is as good as Ulmo at sea related stuff. Can I put forward the motion that until identification we name them Mini-Ulmo?" The rest of them all stared at him for a moment before beginning to laugh softly. The Vala in question rolled his eyes deprecatingly.
"And your sense of humour, brother, is one of the reasons why I rarely attend council with you lot." He was grinning though, so they didn't take it seriously, though Tulkas did pull a silly face at the Lord of the Sea. Still there was a hint of a frown to him, that thankfully the rest put down to lingering curiosity as to the unknown. Well, in a way it was but the Lord of the Sea had an idea who it might be but they had to be too young didn't they? Even if they were grown they'd had no time to train up to that level…
Ulmo couldn't quite shake the thoughts going round his head and the deep mingled grief and longing. A part of him was begging that it was who he was hoping it was…
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Anna and Galadriel stood side by side as the Army of the Valar rode up to the newer refugee camp. It was obvious that Eönwë was the guy at the front of the army, though on one side of him was a golden haired elf who looked a lot like Galadriel and on the other two elves, the first dark haired and baring a strong resemblance to the golden elf and the second a silver haired elf. Anna had no problem guessing who any of them were.
As she waited she caught a flash of a face and hid a grin as she realised she wasn't the only one in the crowd suppressing her aura with the best of them, waiting for the best moment to let it out to play.
Eönwë dismounted when he was about a hundred yards from them and walked the rest of the way, the three lords following with others joining them as the horses were taken by other soldiers.
The tall hansom maia strode forward and greeted lady before looking to the lady at her side with a double take.
Anna took that moment to let out her aura a little and Eönwë's eyes widened even more. There was a long pause and then he took a step back and gave her a profound bow.
"Your Highness." He said in an awed voice and Anna smiled a little awkwardly.
"You know Eönwë, this is the first time I've ever seen that girl even vaguely embarrassed." Standing at Anna's elbow was a tall beautiful being who could not be mistaken for anything less than a valar. Eönwë stared for a long moment before bowing again.
"My Lord Michael, long time no see." Michael smiled wickedly at the maia as he placed a rather paternal hand on Anna's shoulder.
"Indeed, I thought it might be nice to introduce you to my best student, and yes she is better than you." Eönwë gave the archangel an amused look at that comment. "May I introduce Anna, daughter of Ulmo of the Valar?"
There was a resounding silence before Eönwë bowed to Anna again with a smile.
"Well met your highness, and may I express my extreme surprise at your existance?" Anna grinned at him.
"Well met indeed and may I say I have no more idea than you on that one. Eru wasn't overflowing with details when he asked the angels and archangels to see to my upbringing." The two smiled at each other while most of the rest of the people present were gaping. Only Galadriel and Celeborn seemed utterly calm, having been let in on the secret beforehand.
There was a long silence before Galadriel took Anna's hand.
"Come, let me introduce you to my husband and father." And she proceeded to not quite drag the half vala over to the two lords, one of which looked rather poleaxed.
Once the introductions were gone Arafinwë stepped forward and looked respectfully at Eönwë.
"May I ask my lord for a slightly better introduction to the lord?" He said nodding at Michael and the maia smiled, eyes twinkling.
"This is the Archangel Michael, lord of the heavenly host and original warrior. Archangels are of the same order of what you call ainur as the Valar. The senior group are what we refer to as the first choir and that is where both Valar and Archangels are drawn from when Eru creates a world. The second choir is where the maia and angels, our equivalent in that world, are drawn from. Michael's world is the first Eru created and much different from Ea, and Michael is the oldest and most powerful of all the first Choir." Those watching looked suitably awed. Arafinwë bowed to Michael with a soft smile. When he rose that smile turned slightly questioning.
"If it is not too bold to ask, may I ask what you are doing in this world?" Michael smiled.
"It is not. The first is Anna. I view her much as a child of my own as anything and have been watching over her. I intend to make sure she settles in well with her father. If Ulmo does not fulfil my requirements I am quite happy to take her back to my realm and properly adopt her." Eönwë looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "You can pass that on if you so wish, with the reminder I have always been the far better fighter if he wants to challenge me."
The maia looked rather amused though everyone else seemed bit shocked.
"Anyway the second reason is because your war against Melkor has gained wider attention than you think. The Valar made a massive mistake in letting him loose and I have been on standby with the armies of the Timeless Halls in the event they failed to clean up their own mess. He cannot be allowed out again and must be confined to this world. We have enough problems with other fallen members of the first Choir in one world or another without Morgoth getting beyond the world he was originally sent to. If Eönwë and this army had failed I would have come in with a much bigger army. The only reason that was held in reserve is because it would have destroyed the entire world in the process. This little army alone destroyed the continent it was fighting on." There were many looks shared between those who could hear. Eönwë looked a little pale.
"I'm guessing that's when those people Anna mentioned would come in, Raguel, Chayyiel and the Holy Hayyoth?" Michael gave a grim look.
"Indeed, those from the timeless halls who are tasked with dealing with the Ainur when we transgress. The Valar are pushing the line a little closely in this affair, and yes Eönwë, you can pass that on to." The maia nodded, eyes wide with fear. Come, shall we settle your army and then we can talk." The maia nodded and followed the Archangel meekly as the elves turned to organise the mass military camp for the surviving army. Anna quietly led them to where they could talk.
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Eönwë twirled a piece of paper in his hands some time later with a smile as he looked at the half vala in the room.
"You know, I am so glad I have a ticket for the scene when you meet the Valar. I issued an order to all my maia to keep their mouths shut regarding you. I think most of them are happy enough to go with that so they can get tickets for the show as well." Both Anna and Michael grinned at him and laughed. The maia then turned to his former mentor.
"Will you be coming along for the show?" Michael grinned wickedly.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world. The One has only let me loose in this world for a short time, to make sure Anna is properly settled with her father and I am going to enjoy it to the full. Its not often I get a holiday." Both of them laughed.
"Why do I have this feeling this is going to be an old boys reunion?" Anna asked dryly as the two grinned at each other. They both gave her innocent looks.
"I have no idea, do you?" Michael said, grinning at the maia across from him. Eönwë grinned back that them and shook his head. "We are the paragons of maturity and good behaviour."
Anna gave the two an unimpressed look.
"Of course you are. Whatever. So how exactly are we going to go about giving my father a heart attack?" The two grinned and they began plotting as only three celestial beings could.