A Maia on a Mission, A Maia with Permission by octopus_fool  

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A Maia on a Mission, A Maia with Permission


Ossë rejoiced. He had finally got permission. Ulmo had started supporting his stance a few years ago, and now the Valar had finally given in and given him the go-ahead.

It probably helped that he wasn't aiming for destruction for destruction's sake, or for his own sake. He was merely attempting to protect what was his, what was all of theirs.

And yes, it rankled him a little that he had to ask permission for this, just because he had been a little too friendly with Melkor a few ages back.

Skimming through the waves, Ossë approached.

He had read the reports. Just because he was a Maia, that didn't mean he was against progress or that he couldn't access modern information. People always liked to forget about the fibre optic cables that ran beneath the sea, right in easy reach for him. 

This oil rig belonged to the same company that had caused the last oil spill. It was of the same build, and the reports promised nothing good.

Ossë was sick and tired of finding his seabirds covered in oil rather than dancing in his winds and diving into his waves. He was sick of his fish dying and his beaches being covered in foul, deadly slime.

And now, he had permission.

The only warning they got was when the oil flow stopped as Ossë plugged up the pipe to prevent further damage. Perhaps they also perceived the breeze picking up slightly beforehand.

Then all hell broke loose. Out of nowhere, a storm erupted. The measurement system on the rig registered larger waves than ever before. Cables tore, ropes ripped, electronics flooded. The platform tilted and vanished beneath the waves. 

Then calm returned to the seas.

Reports later stated that the platform had mysteriously been torn to tiny pieces underwater. Twelve had been killed in the strange incident. The only good thing was that the pipes to the oil field had mysteriously been clogged, which fortuitously prevented another environmental catastrophe like the one the oil company had become infamous for. The company was being sued for not properly maintaining several platforms, and there were rumours going about that it might be going bankrupt soon. 

Somewhere in the depths of the ocean, a shark grinned as it chewed on a fibre optic cable.


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