Chapter Two
There weren't many that appeared to send her off, only her Archangel sons and a few of the Autobots: Ironhide, Jazz, Optimus, and Ratchet with Epps and Lennox.
"Are you sure you want to go?" Gabriel asked his mother once more. He knew that this would be good for her, great even, but his brothers and himself, as well as their alien siblings, were having some separation anxiety towards her leaving their sight.
Never mind the dimension.
"I haven't been this sure in quite some time, my son. You all will be fine. You survived without me for thousands of years, two months is nothing but a blink of an eye for us." Gabriel bowed his head, sighing before stepping forward and wrapping her in his arms.
"Okay, Ma. Have fun, we will miss you." Michael, Raphael, and Lucifer stepped forward and hugged her as well.
The Autobots had given their own goodbyes to her already so there were only a couple things left on her to do list.
Holding her hands out in front of her, three orbs the size of classroom globes began to form, floating by themselves until they were at chest level of Percy.
One was green, another red, the last blue. They all glowed and swirled with the power that was contained within, a small necklace appeared around Percy's neck with smaller versions of the orb and a white orb along with them.
"Each of these three orbs are able to connect to me, to let me know if I am needed for something. Blue is for my first borns, green for my Angels, and red for the Avengers. I have also put a lot of my power inside of each of these to better be at the level of others in this world. I'm sure Michael or Raphael will take the Avengers, theirs?" The two nodded, as the green and red orbs drifted over to them, the blue drifted over towards Optimus and rose to be chest level for him.
"Okay," Percy felt a faint feeling from Eru in his dimension and knew that he was ready. "It's time." She turned her back and faced two trees that formed an archway. She started glowing a deep ocean blue and sea green, the ones observing couldn't but eye her in awe, at the pure manifestation of the raw power that her deceptively eighteen year old body held. It was one of the few times that her true age, true power actually showed to another. To her creations, to her children.
Slowly, a portal began to manifest, edges of it glowing gold. A male figure who looked about twenty years old, with golden skin, black hair with a beard and mustache, broad shoulders and gray eyes appeared.
Percy immediately smiled at the site of him.
"Eru." She greeted softly.
"Percy, it has been a long time," he said, his deep voice coming through slightly distorted.
"It has, are you ready for me?"
"I am." Percy turned back around and bowed her head to her loved ones. "I will see you in two months. Do not do anything reckless, any of you."
Percy stepped through the portal and accepted the hug from Eru instantly, the last thing her children heard was her laughter echo back at them as the portal closed.
Their mother, their creator, was now out of this world for the next two months. They were going to be on their own.
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Percy and Eru got immediately intimately reacquainted with each other. After about three days of intimacy and talking of things that had happened since Percy had returned to her world thousands of years ago.
Eru turned to her after the third day, laying on his side, head propped on his hand.
"Although this is one of the many reasons I accepted your request to visit, this isn't the main reason."
Percy sat up, the sheets pooling around her as she propped herself up against the headboard to look at him better. "What is it?"
"Sauron is beginning to rise once again. I need you to help the Istari Mithrandir and his companions put a stop to it. There is a quest at the moment by the Dwarves of Erebor to reclaim their home from the Fire Drake Smaug, I would like you to join them as Persephone, the Black Istari, my Avatar."
Percy pursed her lips, thinking. "Are you sure?" The last time she had been in Eru's world, she had posed as an Istari as well, she had left heartbroken... but if her dearest friend asked it of her, she would return to Middle Earth.
"I am, I would not entrust this with any other. I do not want them to know that you are an Istari, however, unless there isn't any other option. I want them to know you as a warrior first. There are few in Middle Earth whom will know of you, the older elves but none at this time have memory of you. Their memories of you might return in time as you interact with others. There are still paintings and old legends, tales of you told by all species although not many believe that you were real. You will bring them hope, as you do mine."
Percy bit her slightly swollen lips. "Alright, I'll do it. When shall I leave?" Eru smirked at her, his eyes darkening with lust.
"Oh, after this."
He pulled her on top of him, the two enjoying each other for the last time, both knowing in their hearts that this would most likely be the last time they will be together as lovers. They both also knew that although they loved each other, it was only as friends and that they weren't fated for each other. For that reason alone, when they first met, they created beings in each other's worlds so that the one, or ones, fated for them wouldn't be from their own as that would feel wrong to both of them. Percy created the Hobbits and Dunedain, allowing the Green Lady of the Valar and Manwe to take credit for their creation.
Eru created Wand Wielding witches, Wiccan Witches, Werewolves, Vampires, etc.. Both Percy and Eru left the other creations alone, letting them grow without their interference, although Percy did intervene once in the 80s to 90s to raise one very special wizard boy..
Both knew that their fated would appear one day, Percy secretly thought she had already found them but time would tell for sure. They just had to be patient.
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FanfictionPerci is ready for a vacation, and what better place to visit than a world very similar to her demigod days? Quests, Elves, Orcs, Dark Lords, oh my! And reuniting with long, lost loves doesn't hurt either. Book Seven of the Multiverse Series Femal...