Chapter 1. Poseidon
3000 years was all it took for Poseidon to realize that hate grows along with love.
At first, he approached her merely out of curiosity. A granddaughter of Oceanus and also the one who sprinted from Zeus' skull, that obviously seized his attention. Only if he knew what his curiosity would lead him to, maybe he would not choose to approach her, no matter how tempting it was. Getting closer to her, the goddess who seldom showed her emotion and always deep in thought, analyzing everything, was hard. She would open her heart only to the ones who were really close to her, and sadly, that did not include him. He knew that she would never open up to him ever since their very first conversation.
They were on the opposite polar, one moody, and the other logical. They were made to become rivals.
The competition over Athens and the Medusa incident were only to attract her attention, but he realized that there ideas practically sucked. He only wanted to get to know her more, but what he got in return was hatred that might never subsided.
The invention of the chariot was probably the only time she acted civil to him, without any glares or insults. She was friendly to him during their cooperation. That was exactly when he started to notice all the good things about her that he had never known, or rather paid attention to. She would shot him an impressive look and smile slightly at him whenever he came up with a good idea. She also had a carefree side, which not many people had seen before. Sometimes she would tease him, not in a hostile way, but in a friendly way. Her stormy grey eyes were always seemed to be calculating, but he knew that was only a façade.
Every time he looked into those eyes, he felt himself being drawn toward them, wanting to know the emotions that were locked up behind them. To him, her logical, thoughtful and surprisingly caring personality was like the anchor to his soul, always prevented him from turning reckless. He felt oddly being attracted to her. Every time they met, the feeling intensified.
He knew he was in love.
However, things got back to normal shortly after their cooperation. Even worse, they started having arguments over the things they held different opinions on, and that would be almost everything. Since then, he became more reckless than he had ever been, and she was the cause of it. Every argument they had broke his heart into pieces, and yet he did not let it show. Soon, bickering became their daily routine. Those bickering annoyed and frustrated him, and he couldn't take it anymore.
He had spent most of his life loving a goddess who would never love him back and shattered his heart into pieces every time they met. Slowly, hatred began to fill his broken heart. He hated that stubbornness in her; he simply hated everything about her. Even her mere presence was too much for him to take. All he had for her now was nothing but pure hatred, but deep in his heart, he loved her more than he had ever realized.
He was now wandering in the garden on Olympus, having a deep though about their relationship…until he bumped into someone.
Her
As the sea began rocking fiercely in distance, anger washed all over him. It was time, he decided, to show her his hatred, for that he could not spend one more second with her anymore.
A/N. Hello all, this is my first fanfic. Hope you enjoy reading it. ^v^ Sorry for any grammatical mistakes.
This is going to be a short story of three chapters, I don't want to make it a long one. But I do plan on writing some longer stories when I have time.
Next chapter should be up pretty soon. Since it's summer, I have plenty of time to write.
Anyways, hope you like this story. Constructive criticisms are welcomed, but no flames please
Thanks for reading~