Title: To Fall Apart Completely

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

Series: Percy Jackson and The Olympians

Pairing: Apollo/Ares

Summary: For an immortal, to fall apart completely is to lose nearly all you stand for, and seek comfort in those who are looked down upon because they are not perfect...Though, it may never have occurred to Apollo that t could happen, he is forced to be consoled by someone who had long been dubbed as 'uncaring'.

Warning: Incest, Homosexual Relations, Harsh Language, Possible OOC-ness

Rating (May Go Up): T

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and The Olympians...TAT

Apollo smiled wryly, looking down at the ground. He hummed as he gently strummed out a sad tune on his lyre.

It wasn't truly a song of his own creation, actually. He had merely heard it playing on his recent trips to the human realm. It was fascinating, how the human's music was. They always sang of such odd things...love, death, loss, jealousy...Gods didn't feel those very often, you know. Those...emotions were too...er, human...And it...was only on...on rare...occasi...uh...

Apollo let out a long, dramatic sigh. Okay, it was useless. That mental monologue probably had a deep purpose, and Apollo had intended to write some fitting poetry to go along, but, alas, he lost it-choosing, instead, to take up his usual activity of observing his sister.

Apollo sighed dreamily, gazing happily at his twin sister. Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt. She was the mesmerizing beauty that always caught his attention.

He contemplated standing up and greeting her, but decided not to, as she was with her huntresses and frankly, they creeped him out. So he settled for the two-bit stalker approach: hiding and following.

Yeah, he commended himself, awesome idea, Me! Way to go! She'll never noti-

That particular thought was cut off by a very, very agitated screech from said Goddess, "APOLLO!"

O-Kayyy...maybe she would notice..., he thought indignantly as he set down his lyre and stood up straight, plastering a classic knowing smirk on his face as he sauntered out, looping an arm around Artemis's shoulders, "Hey, little sis!" he crooned. "How're you? We haven't spoken in such an unbearably long time!" he smiled, looking off into the distance for mysterious effect and stated dramatically, "'Th' love of one's family is like the life of a blooming rose; if neglected, it will surely wilt and wither away into naught but a shell of the fondly dreamt illusion of what it should undoubtedly be.'"

Artemis seethed silently for a moment, attempting to keep her temper in check, it seemed, then she shrugged out of her brother's firm grip, crossing her arms and glaring him down. "Apollo...What do you think you're doing here-exactly where the beast that my huntresses and I are searching for should be?" she asked, depending on her level-headed nature to conceal her annoyance, Apollo observed. It didn't work well enough to fool him.

He grinned good-naturedly, "Oh, I just wanted to see my darling sister! How did you know I was here?" he gushed cheerily.

"Your distinctive lyre playing gave you away." Artemis deadpanned blandly, eyeing him wearily.

"Ah." he nodded, smiling, "Well, I really wanted to see you!" he repeated, this time continuing, "You never have time to just chat with me anymore, it seems." he hugged her again, nuzzling the top of her head.

"Halt." a clear, proud voice, which belonged to neither Apollo, nor Artemis, cut through Apollo's happiness at seeing his beloved sibling.

He looked up for a moment, his eyes expectantly meeting those of the cold Zoë Nightshade. He raised a thin eyebrow, an uncommon and certainly unpleasant emotion that he couldn't quite name rushing throughout his being at the sight of Artemis's favorite huntress. His darling sister's pet.

"Ah, hello, Miss Nightshade." Apollo hesitantly stepped away from his sister, though still holding her hand loyally, and bowed elegantly to the...pet. The movement wasn't at all unordinary for Apollo when he neared women, for he was quite fond of them, but the slight malice and sarcasm laced within it was made apparent by the subtle glare he shared with the girl.

Almost at once he straightened and his charming smile was back in place. He turned back to his sister, who was detaching his hand from her own and stepping over to speak to Zoë.

"Apollo, get off of me-" Artemis hissed almost silently, "Ignore him," she said coolly to her huntresses, "It's my fault he's here, just continue the hunt." she instructed, walking away from Apollo coldly to lead her huntresses.

And her little pets scampered off after their dear master...save one, that is. Great. His favorite little huntress.

"Excuse me, Lord Apollo," the Nightshade girl began, glaring daggers at him-in return, of course, he smirked, "Please keep thy hands away from Mistress Artemis. Thy presence hath been declared unwanted here, so why must thou waste time chasing that which is not yours?" she laughed darkly, seeing the God's eyes cloud in confusion, "You act as a love-bewitched satyr may...though, perhaps lacking their innocence."

Apollo hardened, his eyes flaring in anger, "...Excuse me? Oh, please explain this declaration, I'd love to hear how you find coherence in the nonsense." he insisted, his voice icy.

The lieutenant huntress rolled her large, but narrowed, eyes, "What fool doth thou take me for, Lord Apollo? All else may be oblivious, but that is merely due to the fact that the trusting fools choose not to look. I've seen the look in thine eyes prior to this moment, Apollo. 'Tis the look of a beast...the look of a hunter. Thou art the one who writes such nonsense over love and emotions, art thou not? Thou must notice thine own downfall...over thy own sister, no less. What she feels toward thou is naught more than the admiration of a sibling. Know that well, foolish God. Mistress Artemis hath no need for lying men, let alone her treacherous brother. My lady Artemis is sworn against thy useless romantics."

Apollo had been forcing himself not to interrupt, his eyes burning with unshed tears of anger, his heart pounding wearily at the undeniable truth in the lieutenant's words...He had known for a while now, but...as the young huntress said it...How could he deny these feelings for the wonderful Goddess of the Hunt? Oh…his painful love for the Goddess that should be his, anyway. He didn't bother to hold back the retort clawing out of his knotted throat, "At least I'm not under oath not to love, Nightshade. For me, it isn't a crime. Can't say as much of you, eh? Must be absolutely horrid...being the absolute favorite of your object of affection, but unable to do a thing to your own liking with her...

"Heh, such a poetic position, my dear, this may be my inspiration for weeks." Apollo shot venomously, an acidic smile plastered on his face. The huntress's face contorted in horror and hurt, settling in a hard, unmoving glare, "Oh? Surprised I can tell? You're terribly obvious about it, but hey, what'cha gonna do, eh? Hope ya know exactly what's going to happen if my darling Arty finds out about this." he hummed, "You won't be a huntress anymore, Zoë, having broken your own oath, and that will be the best day of my life."

"Shut up! Thou haven't a right to speak such blasphemy! Thou lack the right to be near my lady, lest at all touch her with thine foul intent! I loathe thee, Apollo! Thou comprehend nothing!" Zoë shouted, loudly. Her voice was contorted with pain, "I shall never let thee steal my Goddess from me! Not when she's all I have...!" the huntress sobbed, glaring harder than before. "She shall loathe thee, too, should she discover thine emotions."

Apollo didn't think before he shouted back, "And you know that how? Artemis was mine first! She'll always be mine, hunter! Never forget that! We were born of the same womb-we were always together-we belong to one another because we've always had each nothing but each other!" he stepped forward menacingly, lifting his hand as if to hit the girl, "Never forget that I can and will kill yo-"

Apollo would have gone on, but he was interrupted by a powerful and certainly threatening whistle of wind. He stared blankly as an arrow narrowly missed his head, causing his hair to rustle as it flew by. Apollo glanced over at the person who had shot the warning, hurt and betrayal hidden from his face, but coursing through his veins.

"You can and will do what to my lieutenant?" The angry demand clawed its way from Apollo's twin's throat. Artemis was standing protectively in front of the still-sobbing huntress, anger and disgust written across her face.

Apollo just stared. He stared at Zoë, and then at his beloved, his beautiful and virtuous sister. His eyes had become glazed over, and he was looking at nothing and everything as he answered, "If she continues to provoke me. I. Will. Kill. Her." he said, bluntness intact, but the playful demeanor gone. The Goddess's eyes had broken him instantly. He had never had such a look directed at him. Not from her. Not from his twin. Not from the one woman in existence he had ever considered anything more than just a toy.

Never had he been looked at like that from his illicit love. It burnt him as the Sun he controlled could burn any challenger. It pierced him as even the sharpest dirk had failed to...It hurt like hell.

The Goddess of the Hunt's look grew more venomous by the second, and she spat out, "You will not, Apollo. You may be a God, but as am I and I will not hold back. I do not fear you, Apollo, and should you ever touch my huntresses, I will not stop and consider the fact that we are both needed for Olympus Counsel, because my hunters are my sisters, my children, they are my family, Apollo. They mean everything to me, because," she snarled, "You must keep one's family close, must you not? So be gone, Apollo. Return not among my hunters."

Apollo let no emotion cross his face as he asked, "What all did you hear, sister?" his voice was dead. He had, after all, lost to Zoë. She was his sister's family. She was his sister's favorite. Artemis chose Zoë over him. He had lost.

"I returned in time to hear nothing but your threat." Artemis spat out, before adding with utter seriousness, "And I am no sister of yours."

There was a long moment of silence as the words slashed at the Sun God's heart. His mouth was dry, his eyes quite the opposite, but his face remained stone-still. He couldn't speak, but his heart was broken into pieces.

"My lady!" a voice snapped Apollo out of it before the treacherous tears managed to slip past his eyelids, "Thou surely do not mean that, Lady Artemis! Lord Apollo was mere defending himself, Milady, 'twas I who was out of line! Please, Mistress Artemis..." Zoë Nightshade's voice cut into the God's mind. She was defending him...Apollo would have laughed had he any emotion but pain at that second. His rival defending him. He must have been quite a pitiable sight.

Artemis merely shook her head, "He is a God, Zoë. He requires more control than that, my huntress. The rules change with responsibility , and mistakes like his cannot be forgiven lest one wants them to repeat."

There was a long silence, and Apollo didn't bother to look up as Artemis said, "Come. We must be off." and left with the guilty Zoë Nightshade.

And, that was the end of a supposed 'everlasting happiness' for the God of the Sun. The end of his light; and the beginning of the dark, for better or worse.

It was a day he would never forget, because, though his twin's malice may fade, the words would always last.

A/N: OAO;;; ... Hehheheh... ^^;

Sooo, I start the story with an angsty prologue, eh? Some (awesome) twincest t' screw with yer brains, no?

If you don't like, Ahem,-Incest, Homosexuality, Crude Language, and Greek Gods: YOU ARE IN THE WRONG FICTION, PLEASE GET THE HELL OUT, AND KEEP ALL HANDS AND FLAMES INSIDE THE TROLL AT ALL TIMES, HAVE A NICE DAY! :DD

This will be an Apollo/Ares fic, with mentions of Apollo/Artemis, Artemis/Zoë, and Ares/Aphrodite. Yeh, I'm complex :D

If you like, let me know, cause it makes me happy, but ya don't have ta. I'll update whether ya tell me to (or not to-I've seen it when people harass authors all liek 'NAO DELETE THIS PIECE OF SHIT CAUSE I HATE IT AND AM BETTER THAN YOU SO NYEEEHHH' and it scares me ._.') I will continue it lest I get too lazy!

Thanks for reading~! :3