Cruelty

Prologue

…Zeus won't take no for an answer so just agree Apollo, you have no choice…

Our story starts in the peaceful palace of Mt. Olympus, where our gods and goddesses resides. Yes everyone, the Greek mythology that we all believed to be a myth turns out to be real. So back to Olympus where the Great Zeus, King of the Gods, was having a… err… conversation with one of his sons. This particular son is the god of the sun, artistry, archery, oracles and healing... now you get any idea who he is? Of course, it's none other than the famous Apollo! (Insert sarcastic cheer here.). The twin brother of Artemis the Huntress, the great prophecy speaker and the only one in Olympus with a Haiku for every occasion, and most of it (may he forgive me) are really, really dreadful.

"Apollo, I want a grandchild!" Zeus' voice boomed inside the hollow hall.

The poor god hid behind one of the thrones while shaking in fear. "But father, you're already a grandfather to many half-bloods. I have a whole cabin of my children and so do Athena, Ares, Aphrodite, Dionysus, Hephaestus and specially Hermes. All those children are you grandchildren." He squeaked.

"Yes I know. But I don't want a half-blood this time. I want a grandchild who is a child of two gods and you Apollo, I want you to father that child." Zeus pointed a finger at his cowering son.

"F-f-f-father, why would you want a grandchild like that? Don't you think it would be a threat to us in the future?"

The older god frowned. "I know you have seen this coming. You're the god of prophecy so you should know better than me."

"You'll have it for future use, as a weapon in particular."

"Exactly. The child would be very powerful, even more dangerous than my and my brothers' demigod children. Of course it would be an advantage for us to have a powerful being like that." He chuckled "Even the minor gods won't have a match for this child. It would he our secret weapon against the titans if ever they attempt to escape again."

"Won't that be a bit cruel to the child? Use it as a weapon I mean?"

"Yes, yes, it's a bit cruel. But-"

"B-b-b-but father, you know I'm no lover to any goddess. And I can't just…" his father just raised a brow at him; looking bored. "…I can't just you know, drag one out of nowhere and ask them to have a child with me."

The sky god stirred into his seat and took a lightning bolt and studied it. "Oh you won't be randomly choosing a goddess. I have picked her for you." then he smirked. A smirk that was somewhat evil and it sent shivers down the younger god's spine.

…Poor Apollo, just wait till' this child would change your whole life…


So that's the prologue for my new story "cruelty"

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