Chapter 14 : Payback is a bitch
Morgoth was beside himself with rage, he was roaring and swinging his hammer and the ground shook when he hit it. But he never got even close to that darn pesky elf lord and he started to realize that this couldn't be an elf after all. No elf is that fast, and the moves and tactics were inhuman. This had to be a maia, but it didn't feel like a maia and he couldn't identify its master. A maia who serves someone does take upon it some of its masters traits and he couldn't feel anything at all. The thunder from his hammer and the sound of his roars could be heard from afar and in the camps the soldiers and officers were staring at each other, in shock.
Marhal had left the prisoners they had freed with the healers and they were being transported away from the battle fields by carriage, he felt that it was time to do something, to make a move, but what? His master was Eonwë and he was powerful and directly under Manwë and so Marhal did seek him out. Eonwë was with his generals, trying to understand what all of this meant and Marhal did bow his head in respect. Of all the maiar gathered there Eonwë was among those who did try to actually change the situation, too bad he was blocked by orders which made no sense. He saw his servant and walked towards him, the fair face contorted by worry and his eyes shone with a nervous energy. "Marhal, they say you and your soldiers have done the impossible and freed the slaves of Angband? How?"
Marhal put an arm around Eonwë's shoulder and whispered. "We got help, from somebody of great power. She is distracting the dark lord as we speak, you have to make a move now!"
Eonwë frowned. "What do you mean?"
Marhal did wet his lips. "A charge, against the fortress. The orcs are weakened, so are the wargs and they don't anticipate just that, not yet. A charge will bring them down"
Eonwë did hesitate. "I have no orders to do that? The valar wants us to wait, to break him using patience."
Marhal did spit. "That is bullshit and you know it, they are afraid, that is the truth. If he can be brought down so can they, they don't want to be reminded of this. For the sake of the people of Ennor, this has to be brought to an end, now!"
Eonwë did stare at his friend with a sort of shock, Marhal was saying what he had been thinking all along but never dared to express in any manner. "This friend of yours, how powerful is she?"
Marhal did look down. "She could wipe the entire fortress out in one blow, if she wanted to. But she won't, that isn't her way"
Eonwë swallowed hard and closed his eyes, the reports did tell that the orcs were retreating to the fortress, that the wargs seemed to be ill and that the dark lord appeared to have encountered a ghost. "Alright, I may pay for this but I will give the signal. Are you with me?"
Marhal nodded sternly. "I am with you my lord, we have this one chance"
CeKay was if not having fun then at least testing herself. She had never encountered an enemy like this, he felt different from the other valar and she started to realize that he was something else, something with a whole different way of thinking. He was a vala alright but not like those of Aman since he had thrown every rule out of the window and sought power for himself. CeKay had never really understood the valar but now, through him, she got new insight. They were individuals and yet they had once been part of something else and their minds were shaped by this. They had an almost collective way of thinking and she remembered having encountered species like that before. Once she had visited a planet in the Ghaigha region of the galaxy and even though its inhabitants were independent individuals with their own ideas and their own will they were also part of a hive mind and would never be able to do something which could harm the common good. It had been a planet with an unusual degree of peace and order but it had been boring in her eyes. There was no development, no new ideas and no evolution.
She saw what this Melkor was, not as much a rebel as a tool, a way of creating change, of pushing the others forth to become more than before. Too bad they had misunderstood their role, and his. He saw himself as the one to create a better world in his own image, never aware of the fact that even his rebellious thoughts were something which was built into him from the start. They were all more alike CeKay than she had believed at first, almost like programs which can run forever but never change. Well, she was about to become the bug in the system, the virus which fries the hard drive, the Trojan horse. She left nanites everywhere, and they did find their way into the dark one's armour, into his body through the wound in the foot. She kept taunting him, kept dancing around just out of his reach and she just hoped that those morons would see this chance for what it was and grasp it.
The nanites did their job well, he was incapable of seeing that this was a waste of time, that he ought to return to the fortress and give real orders. All that was stuck in his mind was to crush this enemy and retrieve the silmaril and he didn't even question his own lack of reason and common sense. CeKay knew that the other valar had to have noticed that something was off by now, or else they would be complete dimwits and she grinned as she dodged yet another lethal blow. Things ought to get interesting rather soon.
Eonwë had kept his word, he ran out and sent orders around and he didn't wait for permission at all, he knew that it was now or never. The troops started to move, the enormous war machine of the valar were unleashed and in Angband this was noticed right away. The scouts returned screaming warnings and the balrogs and other umaiar waited for their lord to give his orders. Sauron was second in command and he couldn't wait, Morgoth wasn't there and he felt desperation clutching onto his very being. He had to do something and so he ordered that they should launch a counterattack. With everything they had and that meant also dragons and other monsters. It was a desperate move for nobody ought to go all inn like that, but he felt utterly confused and without his masters presence he was not really that much of a strategist.
The bowels of Angband opened and spewed out its worst content and by now the valar themselves saw that the troops were moving and so they had to join in the fight or risk losing everything.
Eonwë was smart, he had divided the army into units with specific tasks, maiar would take down the balrogs and other beings of equal strength, the orcs could be dealt with by the elves and humans and the eagles and Vingilot were airborne already, capable of doing damage from the air. The orcs were sick, weakened and confused, where was their master? Had he forsaken them? What was going on? The orders given were often rather counterproductive and so the entire army rushed out into a head first charge. A military expert would have been crying had he seen it. The valar had taken form and walked among the maiar and elves and they were terrifying to look at now, their bodies glowing and they didn't try to harness their own powers. Roots would shoot out of the earth and rip orcs and wargs into pieces, rocks would crumble and metal simply collapse and the ground shook violently. It couldn't withstand all this force, it was simply too much.
CeKay felt the vibrations and heard the thunder and she grinned, a vicious grin. "Listen you misinformed twat, they have attacked by now and your fortress will fall"
Morgoth let out a roar and reached for the gem again and CeKay did change her shape again. She sent the steed away and it sort of vanished into thin air while she took on a form she saw from his mind, one he did fear, just made even more dreadful and terrifying. It was a giant spider, an abomination so huge it made him look small and she held the gem with her front legs and saw that the dark lord did freeze, caught by the horror of his memories. "Remember? This time I will get what is mine"
She pretended to eat it, and Morgoth screamed, a wild shriek which made the mountains shiver. His feet did sink into the deep mud and he was stuck there, like a tree attached through its roots. CeKay let out a sort of howl of laughter before she entered camouflage mode and disappeared from his vision and she ran away and hid between some boulders. The dark vala was struggling, trying to pull his legs free and screaming with rage and CeKay knew that he would have to wait for the valar to be freed. She chuckled and ran off towards the battle which was raging. It was a terrifying sight, the forces of Angband were desperate, fighting like mad and they showed no mercy but wasn't given any in return. She saw that the maiar teamed up to take down the balrogs and the other monsters, dragons were spewing out of the fortress and eagles were tearing into them, ripping their wings apart or clawing their eyes out.
Some dragons were flightless and spewed flames, there was a sort of frenzy to be seen and the field was chaotic. CeKay took another shape yet again, she fought her way to Marhal and he saw her and blinked, now she did look like an elf again, a very tall one with silvery hair and an ornate armour.
"My lady?"
CeKay just nodded. "See those dragons? They are the main threat now, we have to bring them down fast before they fry too many of our own"
Marhal nodded, some of the valar were fighting rather aggressively, the one named Tulkas and the great hunter Orome were racing across the field, killing with frightening ease and so was the smith Aulë, swinging a great hammer and crushing trolls and balrogs as he went. The dragons did stay clear of those and CeKay and Marhal did run towards a couple of very large ones which were running along the ground. Both were heavily armoured in themselves and arrows and swords couldn't penetrate at all. CeKay grunted and let her old programming kick into action. The dragons made the fire by mixing different gases, which meant that they had reserves in their bodies somewhere.
She made herself a weapon as she went, a sort of long slender spear with a very small head and she heated it up, until it was glowing white. Many stared at her for she was like a flame and Marhal did run ahead of her to distract the dragons. He was after all a maia and able to deflect the flames the two beasts did spew at him. His cloak got singed and he did smell of ash but he survived and CeKay did almost fly the last stretch. She aimed for the throat of the nearest dragon and plunged the spear into it, it cut through the thick hide as if it was made from butter and she let out a battle cry. The wound in itself wasn't fatal but the heat did ignite the gas within the glands and the dragon shrieked and the neck more or less exploded into a cloud of blood and tissue. CeKay was sprayed with hot blood but it didn't bother her at all. She snarled and went for the next one, that dragon saw her coming and tried to burn her but fire couldn't harm her, no matter how hot. Instead she absorbed the energy of the fire and the spear went down the dragon's throat. That one too died rather violently and she did see that many of the maiar did gather around her and Marhal now, they formed a sort of wedge and forced their way across the vast field, clearing a path for those not so strong. CeKay didn't hesitate at all, she destroyed, that was her ultimate goal and she lead the troops towards the fortress. The valar were pushing on too and the orcs and beasts were forced to retreat and over the noise from the battle field they could hear Morgoth roar and scream in anger and frustration.
At the gates they came to a halt, the fortress was made to last and to withstand an attack and it wasn't easy to break through, not even with the help of the valar. Most of the orcs were slain now and those who had retreated to the fortress were cowering and desperate to get away. Maiar went around and killed the wounded ones and this was one siege from which there was no escape. CeKay didn't regard this as a victory though, not yet. The dark ones did most certainly have something up their sleeve.
She was right, suddenly they heard an awful roar and a massive shadow could be seen through the fire and smoke, flying over the fortress. It made the great eagles look like mosquitoes and CeKay had to gape. How in the name of everything scientific could anything that large fly? She had seen animals that large fly, in fact several times but that had been the so called sky whales of a planet in the Gharen constellation which had an incredibly thick atmosphere and hefty gravity. The beasts were made mostly from gas and floated high above the ground, feeding on pollen from some strange floating plants. This on the other hand was no peaceful pollen eater, it was a massive dragon and they could hear the orcs chant from inside of the fortress. This would drive the attackers away for sure.
The eagles did attack immediately, teasing and taunting the giant and CeKay did grin to herself, bigger doesn't need to mean better. This dragon was a behemoth, but it was not very elegant nor fast. It did spew immense flames but it had to stay rather high and she saw that the valar in fact had made a ship which could fly. She saw a star in front of it and realized that it was the one silmaril which was missing from Morgoth's crown. How ironic was that!
Marhal did clench his teeth together. "I don't think they can bring it down"
CeKay frowned, the dragon was pitch black with heavy armour and the body was made to be so strong nothing could beat it. It was the dark lord's ultimate weapon and it fought well too. The eagles had to struggle in order not to be burned and the ship was trying to cause some damage but how? Arrows and stuff didn't harm this thing at all and it was obvious that its main goal was to wipe out the entire army. Many of the maiar did gather and the valar seemed to be shocked by this monster. CeKay saw that Orome was swearing and Tulkas did look impressed but also worried. How in hells name did you stop anything that huge?
It was dodging the eagles and spewed flames and everywhere it left charred bodies and ash and she knew that this creature had to be taken down before it managed to do more harm. She nodded at Marhal. "I will try to kill it, lead the others against the rest of the smaller dragons, aim for their throats and armpits"
He just nodded, by now he had absolute faith in her skills and she went into camouflage mode again and ran off. The black dragon was soaring over the fortress and she knew what she had to do. It would drain her of much energy but there wasn't anything to do about that. She had to try. She flew, a short boost of power and she landed on the deck of the flying ship. How the valar had managed that trick was beyond her but she knew they were very powerful in their own way. She saw that there were few people onboard but she did recognize the captain and he wore the silmaril on his forehead like a headlight. She thought it did look silly.
She made herself visible and everybody backed off, wide eyed and confused and she smiled, a short and wry grin. "Listen, I am a friend, if you are to survive this and bring down that monster you have but one chance"
Eärendil did stare at her, she was no elf and no maia but he did feel that she was a power to be reckoned with and he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am listening?"
She went towards the bow. "Use the ship like a battering ram, I will make it sturdy enough to survive the impact"
He frowned. "Even an impact like that will be barely more than a small bump to that beast, we are like flies compared to him"
CeKay nodded . "I know, so I will make a weapon which can kill that dragon but it means that you will have to be able to keep flying out of his reach for a while."
Eärendil stared at her, she wore armour and she was glowing and he had seen that the battlefield had been organized by someone like her. He took a look around, the dragon was snapping at the eagles and trying to get into position over the army to incinerate each and everyone down there. "Alright, let's try. I hope you know what you are doing!"
He shouted some orders and CeKay went to work. She turned the bow into a much tougher structure than it was and she did also add a lance which she created with great care. This was crucial, it was obvious that the sight of the silmaril did hurt the dragon and she turned to the captain and smiled. "Now, put that gemstone of yours down into the lance, don't worry, you will get it back afterwards"
He did obey but with obvious doubt and she sealed the lance and let the gem become the very killing point. Underneath them the battle was raging on, the valar were tearing down the gates and she knew that the fortress was hiding many secrets still. It wasn't won yet, far from it.
The ship did fly around like a deranged bee, trying to land on a flower in a strong storm and CeKay was feeling drained when the job was done. She yelled at the captain. "See that shiny spot on the left side of its chest? It looks very solid, but it isn't."
Eärendil squinted. "That will be like trying to hit a pinhead in the middle of the goddamn ocean!"
She leaned back. "You can do it, trust me. I will tell you when"
She let her powers merge with the ship and the gem and the stone did respond and shone with an eerie light. She grasped onto the mast and kept an eye on the dragon, it was trying to get within reach of a couple of the huge eagles and CeKay did nod. "Wait for it…."
The dragon got aware of them and the gem did shine even brighter, so much so that it made everybody turn their eyes away from it. CeKay felt focused and saw that the dragon threw its head back in agony, the light being too much for its eyes. "Now!"
The captain turned the wheel, the ship did dive towards the massive dragon and she saw that he was steering it well. The bow did cleave the air and the burning light from the silmaril did camouflage their descent. Everybody was grasping onto something solid and she saw that black spot ahead of them. The heat from the chest of the dragon was more visible there, the skin and bones thinner than elsewhere. It had to be an old injury of some sorts and CeKay bared her teeth as they almost fell towards the target. The ship was picking up an insane amount of speed and she knew that the impact would be brutal. She created a sort of energy shield to protect everybody onboard and then she just braced herself.
The black spot did look like a massive wall as they approached it, the dragon rearing back to avoid the burning light and then the lance made contact. The jolt was enough to make everybody fall over, the ship creaked and groaned like a dying beast and the weapon was forced through the skin and bone and into the chest of the dragon. The silmaril did glow so intensely they could see it, even from the inside of the dragon and CeKay did gasp and released a swarm of nanites as she pulled the lance back, with the silmaril. The dragon roared, a sound so loud it made walls crumble and it clawed at its chest, black blood spurting forth like a steaming waterfall and CeKay screamed at the captain. "Get us away from here, now!"
He obeyed, turned the helm and the ship slid free from the dragon which was howling and snarling and trying to kill this thing which was bothering it.
Not even the silmaril could kill such a massive being, CeKay knew that , but if everybody believed that it did then fine by her. The dragon had a heart, it was the size of a huge whale and very strong and the nanites did wreak havoc within the dragons veins. They formed a clot, a huge and massive blood clot and it raced along and got wedged in the dragon's aorta. The massive heart had some failed beats, smaller clots broke off from the large one and blocked the veins feeding the heart itself and the dragon let out one massive roar and went limp. The downside of being so massive is that for anything to work properly it has to work perfectly. Even the smallest problem becomes fatal. The black dragon fell, like a landslide from above and CeKay saw as it hit the peaks of the volcano and crushed them completely. Lava did pour out and she heard cheers and cries. She turned to Eärendil. "My job here is done, I have to get back there and help out"
She felt that her energy reserves were low, she couldn't do anything that hard again for a long time. She floated back down and saw that the fortress now was being searched through. The orcs and wargs and beast systematically slain and they had won. Still some groups of beasts did try to fight but they were subdued rather fast and CeKay saw that the valar did gather and when the fortress was emptied they did raze it to the ground. That in itself became rather easy for she had after all allowed her nanites to go to work centuries ago and they had worked well, like tiny termites eating stone instead of wood. The tunnels and halls underneath the huge complex were vast and she knew that some of the dark lords minions did escape but most got caught and dealt with there and then. Again she was a bit puzzled by the lack of imagination some of the valar did display, their actions seemed to be controlled by something and they didn't manage to think outside of the box at all.
Then it was Morgoth's turn to be dealt with, and she hid in camouflage mode and saw how they had to quite literally cut his legs off to get him free from the ground. None of them did understand what had happened or why and she chuckled, they could keep wondering. They tied him up with some sort of special chain and then he was hauled off. CeKay wondered what they would do to him, she suspected that they couldn't kill him but she doubted that they would make the same mistake as last time. Nobody would believe that he could repent his sins and change his ways.
The aftermath of the battle was a brutal one too, she had expected that. The death toll was great and the plains scorched and ruined and there were earthquakes all the time. The huge volcano had sort of collapsed and CeKay had a sneaking suspicion that things could get nasty soon. She was not equipped with geology programs but she did have some knowledge still and judging by the way the ground behaved something was most definitely going on. The troops retreated, the crown of Morgoth had been destroyed and the remaining silmarils taken away too and CeKay had a suspicion that this only could trigger more problems.
She met with Marhal again and he was grinning like mad and appeared to be almost ecstatic with joy. They had won but the price had been great and CeKay couldn't really enjoy the victory. If the valar had acted before much of this could have been avoided. She tried to avoid being seen by anyone, the valar knew that somebody or something was there now and Marhal had promised to keep his mouth shut but she knew they weren't stupid. Sooner or later they would understand that she wasn't of this world and she had no idea as to how they would react.
The following nights were filled with desperate activity, wounded were transported away to be seen by the healers, some tried to salvage as much as possible of the useable stuff in the fortress and the dead had to be burned or buried. It was people everywhere and CeKay did hide in the crowds and tried to help out as best as she could. Then one night the two silmarils got taken by the last remaining sons of Fëanor and she felt an urge to do a facepalm but didn't. She had seen it coming, it was inevitable. The goddamn oath they had sworn did not leave them with any choice but she did find one thing to be intriguing. Apparently the silmarils didn't accept the touch of the two brothers anymore and that did to her indicate that they indeed were sentient and that they had a sort of conscience, and also moral.
She wanted to investigate but she was too late, the strain of it all had become too much for the two and Maedhros did commit suicide taken his silmaril with him while Maglor threw the one he carried into the sea. CeKay doubted that the gems could be destroyed, they were made to last and she wondered if she should try to retrieve the one from the sea but decided against it. The thing was simply too dangerous, so much could have been different if their creator had been less obsessed by them. The valar were preparing to leave for Aman again and the elves tried to come to terms with what had happened. She was glad to see that many of the haughty arrogant elves who arrived before the war now had changed their minds about their cousins back in Ennor but some were still acting as if they had some sort of God given right to look down upon those they regarded as lesser beings.
The earth quakes didn't stop, they got worse and she realized what was about to happen. The entire coast was sinking, and it went rather fast too. She had never seen anything like it and realized that huge areas would be under water soon. That too triggered an exodus and people were fleeing with everything they owned. Coastal cities drowned and so did huge areas of forest and the work of saving people became a very great one which took all her time. But she did feel a seething anger now, the valar could have done something and prevented this. The idea of washing all the filth of Morgoth away by drowning his lands were a wee bit like the actions of some disgruntled toddler who doesn't care about anything but his own feelings.
Morgoth had been thrown into the void, she had no idea of what that was but realized that it had to be a sort of pocket dimension and she realized that it wouldn't hold him forever. He was weakened for sure but sooner or later he would re-emerge and probably way worse than before. There would be a time when he had to be fought again and this time they would have to kill him for real.
The societies did fall into a sort of normality after some time, new cities got built, new homes created and CeKay did start to roam as she had before. She wanted to help whenever she could and she knew that her presence had been noticed. She wondered how long it would take before the valar did approach her, and how that would happen. They had returned to Aman but their emissaries did still have the ability to show up whenever needed and she was busy helping some elves creating some new fields for vegetables when Eonwë did appear out of nowhere. CeKay did hide her grin, she knew him by now and she also knew that he was one of those maiar who were capable of thinking differently. Somehow she had realized that the maiar often were way more imaginative and clever than their valar overlords. The valar were perhaps more powerful but that power was restrained somehow and she didn't think that they were aware of that fact. It was fascinating in oh so many manners and she did suspect that their level of self awareness had some limits. They probably saw themselves as free beings who followed the will of their maker according to their own ideas but in reality they were trapped within a sort of pre programmed routine which dictated their actions and reactions.
Eonwë was very careful when he bowed his head and walked closer to her, he had seen what she had done back in the war and he knew that she was dangerous.
He had no idea of what she was but he didn't want to create a new enemy right there and then, one possibly even worse than Morgoth had been. CeKay just stood there, head cocked and awaiting his first move. "My lady, I have come on behalf of the high lords of the west, to investigate the nature of your…presence"
CeKay snorted. "Really? So, let me ask you one question, what do you think of me? I bet you have talked to Marhal?"
Eonwë nodded slowly. "I have, he was very reluctant at first but he said only good things, and you have done much good here. We do owe you a lot"
CeKay did nod back, she crossed her arms across her chest. "You do, so what are your orders?"
Eonwë did stare at her, his eyes were showing a bit of confusion and he did also look nervous. "The valar wishes to speak to you, to understand what you are. They believe that you are one of them, one of those who didn't descend into Arda in the beginning, but chose to come later"
CeKay grinned. "Go on"
He made a sort of gesture. "They cannot remember you though, and they haven't felt you like they feel each other, they are confused!"
CeKay grinned widely, and her expression was a bit smug. "Of course they don't, they are limited. But you maiar seem way more free and way more aware of the nature of things. What do they truly want? "
Eonwë made a grimace. "For me to take you back to Aman, they wish to know if you are a possible threat, someone who may turn against them. You weren't in the great song, that makes you a wild card"
CeKay sat down on a log and she did stare at him. "You can go tell your masters that I will meet them, but when and where I decide and I am no threat to them at all, unless they chose to make me one. In that case I will fight and they will lose"
Eonwë swallowed. "What are you?"
His voice was a bit low and hoarse and CeKay did sigh. He was capable of understanding her nature for he was alive, a real true creature of this world. She suspected that the valar somehow were unable to understand what it truly was to be alive, to feel and think and possibly suffer. Empathy is something you need to learn and she had, as a matter of fact she now regarded herself as a truly living being, although made from a different material than everybody else. "I can show you, but that mean I will have to access your mind and it can be terrifying"
Eonwë blinked. "I am not afraid, I did face up to the worst of what the dark lord threw at us"
She smiled, a real smile. "I know, you are truly brave but this will be different. You will see things of which you have no concept, things which will confuse you greatly"
He looked down for a few seconds, as if in hesitation. "I don't care, I need to know"
CeKay took a deep breath. "Alright, but before we do this I will have to explain something to you, there are other worlds out there than this one, with their own song and their own ultimate fate. Your Eru isn't the only creator. I am of another world Eonwë but I have become part of this one, or at least I like to believe that I have and I do care deeply about its future and fate."
He nodded. "I see no darkness in you my lady. I trust you"
CeKay did smile, a sort of sad smile. "That is good, not many would having been told this."
She put a hand on his shoulder and dove into her own memory bank, transmitting images at a breakneck speed. The maia reeled back, his eyes huge and filled with disbelief and CeKay pulled back and cocked her head. "Now, you have seen what I am, what I have done and my story"
Eonwë trembled. "You are…you are like a God?"
CeKay shook her head. "Nope, absolutely not. We have a saying, if a civilization does encounter another which is some centuries ahead of it when it comes to technology even the smallest thing will appear to be magic. It isn't, it is knowledge and that is all"
Eonwë did wet his lips. "You were created, as were the valar, as were we all. That does make you one of us"
CeKay shrugged. "Maybe? I do not know, not anymore. But I am not limited in any manner, I am free. My mind has no restraints, follow no plan. Your masters do, they have defined tasks and their minds are unable to perceive things in a different light. I have understood this over the centuries, there is a plan to it all"
Eonwë did nod. "Of course, it is all in the will of the one"
CeKay chuckled. "You were right about me being a wild card, I wasn't part of the plan in the first place but I like to think that I have made myself a part of it. Sometimes the unpredicted can turn the tide"
Eonwë bowed his head. "What do I tell my master?"
CeKay did look a bit smug. "Manwë? Oh he is so uptight and oh so holy but he has some major flaws. He lacks imagination, if he had owned that one trait he would have been like his fallen brother. I do guess that there is a meaning behind it all. Do tell him that I send my regards and that I am deeply flattered by their offer of a meeting but tell them that I will come to visit when it suits me. I am no lap dog, I do not bark nor wag my tail at anybody's command but my own. I may not be a part of the original song of this world but I think that the tune has changed a wee bit, that I have become integrated into it."
Eonwë did look down. "Yes, I think so too. You brought down Morgoth for us, we would never have managed that on our own, he was too powerful"
She did grin. "Yes, and if you cannot think and feel like your enemy you can never conquer him, not truly"
The maia nodded and his eyes were distant. "They didn't destroy him completely, his power will rise again. I do not deem it wise"
CeKay pulled her knees up. "Of course not, but I think that they too are here to learn, to grow and evolve. They lack empathy Eonwë, they cannot see things through the eyes of someone different than themselves and when they do that is when this world will become what it is meant to be. Don't worry, I will be around, and I will make sure that the dark one finds his end, whenever that will be"
The maia grinned. "I do think it may take a while, he was utterly defeated and his mind like fog, rather confused"
She smiled back. "Of course it was, his part of the song was to be the one to instigate change and chaos, to think differently and to seemingly go against the will of your creator. But he did take too much pride in his own work and he too was limited. Being defeated would make him crack and doubt himself and in that lies learning"
Eonwë did look a bit doubtful. "Do you believe that he can be saved?"
CeKay grunted and stretched her legs. "No, for it isn't in his fate to change, but maybe he will be remade, with the knowledge of what he has done and maybe he will become humble enough to take a different role, who knows?"
Eonwë did smile. "You have great wisdom, I hope you will share it with us, one day"
CeKay did take his hand. "One day I will, but not until the children of this world is good and ready for it. Go now, I will keep watch over this land and make sure that things happen as they are supposed to. No reason to disturb the great plan unless needed"
Eonwë did grin and shook her hand back. "Indeed, I do believe you came for a reason Cekay, it may have looked different when it happened but maybe Eru's hand did guide that ship onto our world? Stranger things have happened"
She tilted her head. "Yes, maybe. So one day I will visit, and I will also seek out the one who was my husband if he has been given a hew body. I need to know that he is alright. Other than that, just let them know that I am keeping an eye on them, and everything else"
Eonwë bowed again and disappeared and she sighed and returned to the work. She would indeed visit Aman but not yet, there was so much to do first and yet much to learn and somehow she doubted that all the evil of Angband was destroyed. She had a creeping sensation of something being amiss somewhere and she shook her head as she picked up a pickaxe. There was something still there, something tainted and powerful and she was rather sure she knew what too. There was a maia out there somewhere, one of Morgoth's and that was in fact more worrying than the dark vala had been, a maia wasn't as restrained as a vala. Time would show if she would encounter this one and she grinned as she imagined the face of Manwë when Eonwë did explain about her and her nature. It probably made the gears in his head go into gridlock, or something like that. She was looking forward to the day when she could face them all and truly understand their real nature but until then there was work to be done, so so much work.
