Summary: Our stories of the upper gods and goddesses have been demolished over years and years of destruction, Olympus had closed its gates to everyone who weren't in it's land, leaving most favored and loved gods to stay on earth to mingle with mortals. They stay hidden from our eyes, but when it is time for them to show themselves, they will be the ones saved by the mortals, they will learn from them and turn their backs on those who ruined their lives in Olympus. One Goddess will find friendship, love, and come to believe that she too is more human than she would have thought.
Figuring out if I should try to add on to this, I'm not strong in mythology and had to switch things around for this to work. All the gods named in here are true to their birth and what the rule over, but destinations and conflicts between one another are switched, so even if their enemies in books, they may be allied in here. Sorry.
Can anyone guess which Goddess Yuffie is before I update if you guys want me to anywho... READ ON~
Mother Earth and Father heaven were the ones that created the universe, the first two that gave birth to the titans, later those decedents gave birth to another race, the gods and goddesses who for fun and amusement created the human race.
It went on and on after that, turning gods and goddesses in favor of those mortals, going against each other at times, their children mingling with them. It brought up war upon war, blood like a stream crying out. They thought it was an honor to fight in the war, that war was healthy. But it wasn't, it brought death and tears.
I had tried to stay out of it, killing those mortals who trespassed in my forest and killed my precious animals. Soon their numbers grew and I tried to urge my father, Zeus, to over throw the race he helped create but he flat down refused me. Mother went with anything father said. I was frustrated but kept my duty before hatred, I protected the wild and the young that live in it, hunt for the thrilling excitement.
But the mortals kept growing and growing, none stop, the Greek's, Roman's, even Trojan's couldn't make up their minds who was overthrowing the other and I sat back and watched as my Twin brother, Apollo, started adapting to it and got a heart ache from a mortal, losing her to our uncle, Hades. I tried to warn him but he stated that he was in love.
I almost thought it was Aphrodite's doing, she asks her son, Cupid, for many things to help her win favors down below. But I didn't dare go up to Olympus, it wasn't worth leaving the hunt.
Like I said I tried to stay out of it, but I didn't entirely. When one of the wars were going on, a dear friend of mine came wounded, not severely but enough to keep him from fighting for a night or two. He is the one that showed me the light of fighting those mortals, and I learned it was more thrilling than the thrill of hunting animals- mortals were of more amusement to hunt.
My friend's name was Ares, my half brother, the god of war. More brave than any I had come across in my many years of living.
I had stuck by his side for centuries and centuries, to the end of the old ages when the mortals started talking out their differences and becoming semi peaceful with one another. Then it happened.
The gate to Olympus closed, those who were in it forbid any one else to enter. All the children and grandchildren were forever locked out of it, and we were stuck with the mortals, we had to blend in.
Ares and me staid in the forests, refusing to become peaceful with the race, but as time flew by the forests were getting destroyed and Ares was captured by Hades. I tried to help but Ares forbade me to give Hades a reason to bring me down with him too. Ares became an entity of power that was locked up in the center of Hades, more powerful than anything, not even Cerberus dared to tamper with it.
I had gone down to Hades with the help of my twin, Apollo, and begged Hades and his suffering wife, Persephone. But they denied me, but gave me a chance to speak with Ares alone. I was angered they wouldn't let him go but accepted the chance to see him one last chance.
He was just as angered as I was when I visited him. All of his energy was building upon him and it was becoming overpowering. He told me the mortals now knew of him and just as greedy as they always be they wanted his power to kill and rule. How much I wanted to kill the race with my own two hands.
"You must stay strong, sister" he told me with a grim smile, "I will not be by your side any longer".
I said that I would kill myself because of the loneliness but he made me swear on the river of Styx that I would never do that, that I would survive and only fall by someone else's hand, not my own. With angry tears I swore, and when you swear on the river of Styx, you better be keeping it because you would be known with dishonor if you went back on your word. The river of Styx is sacred.
He was able to give me his blessings before I retreated. I told him one way or another I would see him again, even if I died and came down to the underworld as a mere soul.
Three hundred years had passed.
I joined the mortals army covering my identity by using Yuffie as a name, a name originating from a far off land called Wutai, they called themselves SOLDIERS, and they had extra terrestrial help on their side, mako. It was like ΒΌ of a gods strength when injected into their blood stream. It was fatal but everyone had to be turned in for a shot. When I went in I managed to erase the man's mind and made him believe he had given me the shot as I left without one.
I didn't really care when I figured out that their plan was to overpower the world , I actually thought highly of it since it would wipe out mortals. I fought like I would do when hunting in my forest, using foreign fighting skills to my advantage and soared through the ranks. I was soon the generals favorite, coming along when we were recruited to fight in the deadliest battle fields.
I came out victorious every time. I didn't know if it was the doing of my scattered immortal family on earth and the locked up heaven, but I enjoyed the bloodshed, the feel of hunting wildly. I may have been a woman looking of youthful age but as time passed each SOLDIER alike came to respect me as they would a man. I didn't care of the people I killed, they had been the cause of my brothers pain along with the immortals all over. They deserved it.
The generals name was Sephiroth, a mako enhanced SOLDIER that was just as uncaring as I was.
As I became accustomed to the world of mortals ten years later I had held on to the hunter in me and not the woman inside. I had cut my hair and died it the darkest of blacks.
There were those who came to realize what they were actually doing and thought it wrong, though they were smart enough to not rebel.
One was named Cloud, a gifted young fellow and along with him his best friend and ally Zack, another gifted one though he kept lively, a goofy one that I had come to like because he reminded me of Achilles, a noble man who was the hero of the Trojan war, he had feelings to help others and sorrowed with them in their loss. Zack did that though he did not sorrow, he smiled to keep attitudes happy. Through him I understood Cloud a bit, he seemed always depressed but alas it seemed he didn't have family, when I spoke alone with Zack he explained that a woman named Tifa had a relationship going on with him, one of the reasons why Cloud was so down was because he always thought he wasn't good enough for her.
Maybe Aphrodite could help with that.
I kept my friendship to those two secret from Sephiroth, I knew he would separate me from their quadrant thinking I would soften up. I spent half of my time with him, listening to his plans and strategies, common talk, my bond with him was of business, he was my commander and I was under his command.
I wasn't really attached to anyone, not even Zack or Cloud, I made it so because I knew I would live to surpass them and I didn't like the feeling of lose, like I felt losing Ares.
Apollo had found me when I was off duty and laying in one of the trees a mile from base camp, and he had talked of his travels and how he couldn't bear to see Mother earth dwindling down to nothing, how not even his sooth melody could calm her now. I told him that I agreed, that I was doing my best to eliminate the mortal race.
He told me I was wrong, that this wasn't the prophecy, that the mortals are the ones going to rebuild and furnish Mother earth, that they aren't going to be killed off, and by a choice of a God that this will happen but if the God chose the other path then all will die, even the immortals.
It was hard to believe him, but I felt that he was telling me the truth, that my brother would never lie to me.
I asked him what his opinion would be in my situation and he said work my magic and run wild, be the huntress that I once was without mortals interfering.
I told him I was bound to SOLDEIR and that I would be the hunted, that without support from the other gods I would surely die.
"Weren't you asking for death not even a hundred years ago?" he had asked me.
I told him yes, but I didn't want to be killed by a mortal's hand.
Apollo understood my reasoning, saying he himself would rather be slain by his own hand then that of a mortals.
We talked and talked, trying to make a full plan that might succeed in getting me out and ending SOLDEIR. We hadn't gotten anywhere when we heard the explosion, fire engulfing the entire sector. I was about to jump into action when Apollo shook his head saying this was a blessing from Father as a chance to escape.
I doubted Father would want anything to do with us but I didn't complain and followed him as we made our exit.
I had returned to the underworld again, asking about Ares, to see if anything had come about to his release.
"Ares was taken from our hold, young Artemis" Hades told me, without no emotion on his face, his wife had returned to the upper world for another two seasons to be with her mother, Demeter.
"He's gone!? How could you? Where is he now!?" I screamed anger flaring in my veins. Ares was gone? I had only left for a hundred years and they couldn't keep an eye on him? If he had escaped he would have already been dead, killed by Hade's own hands, but was taken?
"The mortals had accidentally resurrected him when the killed a beast in one of his sacred grounds, he is now imprisoned in a mortals body" Hades stated fiddling with a cracked up bone in his hands.
"Why not have killed those fools for what they had done? Imprisoning him is a disgrace, a dishonor to every god, even the ones still in Olympus!" I screamed at him throwing my hands up in the air.
"Right now I chose to let it continue on, it will be over soon enough" Hades stated throwing the bone to the ground, "now go, this isn't a play ground for kids, go fetch a cake and make yourself useful and feed the dog".
I huffed and stomped out of the underworld and back on earth's surface. Once up in sunlight that I no longer enjoyed I was met with Dionysus, the god of wine and joy. He told me my brother had called upon him in order to help me lighten up. I kindly refused, knowing he took up anything to help others. I blessed him with good will and told him my woods were always welcome to him.
"I am most sympathetic, Ares may have been a blood driven man in appearance, but I know of the bond you two share, so dear, others that I have passed speak of you two as brother and sister, an inseparable pair in war" he told me and pulled out a wine bottle from his bag, "if you aren't going to receive this, at least let your dear brother take it, he went far to get it for me". I nodded and he went off, a dear fellow.
I gingerly picked up the bottle and shook my head, I had parted for a mere three days from Apollo and he had managed to find the traveling Dionysus in an attempt to brighten me up.
How could you?
My hand tightened around the wine bottle and it immediately cracked under my strength. My brother knew all along that Ares was gone, knew all along and he bothered to keep it hidden. To spare my feeling maybe but he knew I would find out sooner or later.
What now? Was I supposed to parish alone in this mortal world, suffer without knowing if my war brother was well?
I looked up at the sun that was shining with all its glory. Might as well start a life to pass time, I needed to be strong, I wouldn't be pulled under by mortals.
In ten years I had retained a normal life, as mortals would call it, though I had to move around a lot to make sure no one got suspicious of my none aging body. Through those ten years I still hadn't found anyone seeming abnormal enough to contain Ares, sure a lot I ran into were ex-SOLDIERS with high mako in them, but none with my brother in war in them.
I had been keeping my distance from Apollo, though he was never far because his music always lolled me to sleep during restless nights.
It was so strange living a mortal's life.
I had made my life in a forest, refusing to mingle with the many populating mortals but made my roundly trip through the town seeking natural medicine for the wounded deer in the forest. Hunters wouldn't stop, even though I myself am the highest of hunters I still wouldn't kill innocents like deer. They were my animal. Innocent to the sight, fierce at heart.
Then it happened, the moment that changed the future for my existence, a scream of a child, shouts of a woman and guns, shooting innocents that screamed in agony.
The war had come again, and I was caught up in it once more.
Read and Review. Any comments or advice will be greatly appreciated!