Authors Note: Hey everyone, this is a work in progress but I promise if you carry on reading it will pay off. Bitches best know that there will be smut in later chapters so hang in there.
Also a big thankyou to my beta All Star Imagination! She writes harry potter fanfic which is pretty damn 'oh lord jesus' if you feel me.
So yeah anyway enjoy!
Unintentional Attraction
Prologue
Zosime woke up with a start, not noticing where she was until she sat up in bed. She thought she was dreaming still when she saw that she was sitting in a huge four poster bed with beautiful white silk sheets with intricate patterns of golden roses woven into the beautiful fabric. This was not her bed. She glanced around and noticed that hanging off the posts of the bed were sheets of sheer white fabric encasing her in the plush bed, not silk like the sheets she was lying in, but it was light enough that they blew idly in the soft warm breeze.
Although the room was foreign to her it had a slight homey feel. 'Where the hell am I?' She thought to herself as she looked around the room. It was all so beautiful, not like the dark and dismal room she had grown accustomed to back home. Trying to figure out if she was dreaming or not she decided to pinch herself. 'Ouch! Not doing that again.' She thought.
After a few minutes of trying to figure out where she was, Zosime decided that she had absolutely no idea. She was completely and utterly confused. She didn't even remember going to bed the previous night. She vaguely remembered her dark room with only a single bed and a candle and then literally nothing else.
Eventually Zosime decided to get out of bed in order to get a better look at her new surroundings, however once she stepped out of bed a pair of brown leather sandals materialized on her feet, throwing her off completely. What the hell was going on? She also noticed that she was now wearing a white, one shoulder tunic dress made of silk with a golden metal accent on the shoulder. The dress fitted her perfectly and accentuated her curves although she was still confused as to how she came to be wearing it.
Once she had come to terms with the outfit she had found herself in, Zosime walked around the side of the bed and found herself staring into a full length mirror that stretched all the way from the floor to the ceiling, which was at least a good ten feet above her head. She studied herself in the mirror turning this way and that way to fully inspect the outfit. She decided that she liked the dress although it was a lot shorter than the dresses she was used to, and she found herself liking the freedom of no corset. A hazy memory of a stern looking woman flashed across her mind;
"You go upstairs and change right now young lady! How could you possibly think it acceptable for you to leave this house with your ankles on display for everyone to see! I raised you better than that!"
Zosime shook her head and now couldn't help but feel slightly naked as she remembered her guardians' words. She was so engrossed in thought that she didn't notice the distant hum of chatter flowing in through the open door until she managed to snap herself out of her memories. Seeing this as an opportunity to find out where she was, Zosime quickly turned back to the mirror and adjusted her dress so that it covered a little bit more of her legs. Although the fabric was still well above her knees, this was the best she could do.
She then fixed the plain golden cuff bracelets that were placed one above her elbow and the other on her wrist, although yet again she had no idea how they got there. She quickly pushed her deep red curls back so that they dangled flawlessly down her back and while doing so, Zosime spotted the small, dainty headband that rested on top of her head. It appeared to be woven out of golden roses and looked so delicate that she decided not to touch it, instead turning and rushing towards the open door.
She followed the trail of voices down a long corridor with huge marble pillars either side of her, and then her jaw dropped. She was on a cloud! 'Hold on, how can I be on a cloud?' She scolded herself. 'This is just some crazy dream!' And with that Zosime hurried down the corridor, the voices getting louder as she went, until she finally came to the end of the corridor.
She crept through a white and gold marble doorway that stood open to find a room full of about fifty or so beautiful women, all standing around in groups and each of them engrossed in conversation. Zosime searched the crowd, looking for somebody who she wouldn't be interrupting so that she could ask them where she was. As she looked, she noticed that everyone wore similar outfits but each in different colours and some were even different in length, although the majority were short and in a pale shade of pink. Looking around Zosime didn't feel so naked anymore. She finally found someone who was standing on their own at a large table full of delicious looking foods; a tall blonde woman wearing a short dress of pale yellow and gold.
"Excuse me," Zosime began, and the woman turned around, her straight blonde hair cascading down her shoulders all the way to her hips.
"What?" The woman replied, and Zosime was rather taken aback at how rude her reply was.
"Sorry, I was just, well… I think I'm lost." At her words, a cackle erupted from the woman.
"Who even are you, anyway?" she asked, completely disregarding Zosime's earlier statement.
"My name's Zosime, I-" But the pure look of horror on the woman's face cut her off, and before she knew it the woman had turned and disappeared into the crowd of people. 'With the way she reacted anyone would have though I cursed her first born to have Scarlet Fever.' Zosime thought to herself. 'Which I wish I had seeing as she was totally unhelpful.'
Just then, she noticed that everyone in the room had parted to make a path of sorts, and she suddenly felt uneasy as she noticed that everyone else in the room had their eyes on her. Taking the hint that she was meant to follow the 'path', Zosime slowly started making her way along the pathway, and as she walked, the people in the crowd whispered and giggled to each other, so she picked up the pace.
When she reached the end of the pathway, she found herself standing in front of a beautiful woman who looked to be in her mid-thirties sitting on a huge red and gold armchair, almost like a throne. Before she could even say anything, the woman gestured for Zosime to follow her, and without even hesitating, she did. She followed her out of the room and down another corridor, however instead of pillars, this one had two giant mirrors running the length of the corridor, and the floor was covered in white carpet which Zosime couldn't help but think must get dirty too easily. Once they were at the end of the corridor the woman knocked once on large door causing it to open, and they both disappeared through the door which closed itself behind.
"Zosime, welcome home my darling!" The woman exclaimed before pulling her into a somewhat awkward embrace.
"Excuse me?" Zosime mumbled into the woman's voluptuous chest. "How do you know my name?"
"Because I gave it to you." She purred as she released her. A silence followed while Zosime tried to figure out what she meant by that. "I'm your mother!" The woman continued.
"No you're not… I'm an orphan. I don't have a mo-" And for the second time that day she was cut off again, but this time it was by the woman taking her face in both of her hands and studying her face like a hawk.
"You definitely look like your father, only far more beautiful. Oh, those big brown eyes were his only good quality" Zosime tried and failed to pull away from the woman's grip. "And look, you have the same golden flecks in your eyes as me! And the same full lips, and perfect eyebrows! Oh you are truly my child." And with that released Zosime, only to begin circling her like a vulture. "Perfect figure, great legs, amazing rump and just look at your chest!" Her voice was shrill and full of excitement. "You are by far the best child I've produced yet! Why, if I'd only known you'd have taken after me I might have kept you! Tell me, do you have your Fathers' magic?"
"What are you talking about? Who the hell are you?!" Zosime's voice was full of frustration and she was growing irritated having just been scrutinized by a complete stranger.
"I am Aphrodite, Goddess of love and your mother. Now, you didn't answer my question."
"Are you crazy? I already told you that I don't have a mother!"
"How dare you call me crazy! I am a Goddess and I demand to be treated with the respect that I rightly deserve!"
"What is going on? Why am I here?" Zosime pleaded, the confusion clear in her voice.
"I brought you back to Olympus when I found out you shared my beauty. Stop asking questions and just be grateful!" The Goddess snapped.
"Wait, so you mean to tell me that you're a Greek goddess, I'm your daughter and yet you didn't want me so you abandoned me, and now you want me back because of how I look and you're not even prepared to answer my questions?!" Zosime spat back, obviously unhappy with the circumstances.
"You dare to speak to me like that, you little runt?! Get out of my sight!" Aphrodite seethed.
"With pleasure!" And with that, Zosime marched out of the room, down the long corridor, through the crowded room and all the way back to the room where she had woken up, only to find an older man standing there. 'Christ almighty, I don't think I can take any more of this!' She thought to herself when she laid eyes upon the stranger. The man was tall and muscular, with grey hair that fell to his shoulders and a big bushy beard. He was wearing a white toga which resembled that of a dress, however the toga covered up a lot more than her tunic did, and for that she was grateful.
"Who are you? Can you tell me where I am, please?" Zosime practically begged.
"I am Zeus, God of the Sky and ruler of Olympus." His voice boomed and bounced off the walls.
"You mean to tell me that we're in Olympus?!" She asked, to which the God nodded.
"I am glad to finally welcome you home, Zosime." Zeus said, his tone more formal than that of the woman before him. He gestured for her to join him on the huge plush seat that surrounded the giant pillar in the room. "I wish to discuss some things with you that will hopefully clear up any questions you may have. I trust Aphrodite has not told you all you wish to know." His voice was now quieter and a lot softer.
"No she hasn't to say the least." Zosime mumbled under her breath, which drew out a hearty laugh from Zeus.
"I understand you must be confused young one. Your Mother is not the most patient nor tolerant of beings." His eyes were big and blue with golden flecks in them, just like Aphrodite's and her own, but they were warm and inviting which made her want to believe him.
"So she really is my Mother?" She questioned, hoping the answer would be no.
"Yes, child. Please allow me to explain your circumstances; your Mother is the Goddess of Love, and she lives here on Olympus with us other Gods, but she often journey's down to Earth and on one such trip she met an Irish man by the name of Dian Cecht, he was a God of sorts; a healer to the Irish people. Well, soon after they met you were conceived and Aphrodite stayed with Dian for a while, however she soon grew irritable and returned to Olympus, and not long after you were born she sent you to live on Earth. I do not condone her actions but it was ultimately her choice." Zeus's tone was sullen and grave.
"So she didn't want me?" Zosime asked, her voice shaky and uneven.
"I'm afraid not, Child. You see I suspect she didn't want anything to do with Dian, and since you were his child she did not want you." The God took her hand in his. "Be it known that if I could have I would have had you stay with me, but it is not permitted for the ruler of Olympus to care for a child when he has to care for all of Earth and Olympus."
Zosime could not help the tears from falling, and Zeus wrapped his arms around the young girl. "I understand this is a lot to take in young one, it will take some time to adjust but you must try and forgive your mother for what she has done, because forgiveness is the key to freedom." Zeus words oozed wisdom and she knew he was right, but that didn't change what her Mother had done. "I'm sure all of your sisters will be glad to have you here." Zeus added.
"I have sisters? Are they all here?" Zosime questioned, fearful of the answer she would receive.
"It is better you find out from me that you were the only one sent away, you have many sisters but they were all allowed to stay in Olympus. I'm sorry child, I truly am."
"If Aphrodite didn't want me when I was a baby why does she want me now?" She asked, her voice redundant of any emotion.
"Because your Mother is a shallow woman, for that she cannot be blamed as she is the Goddess of Love, however it is not just your appearance that you're here for. Child you see, you are different from your sisters. You are special. You are a Goddess, a true Goddess like your Mother. Your sisters are only Demi Gods as their fathers were all human, but yours was another God which is why your eyes have golden flecks. It is how we know you are one of our own; an Olympus Goddess. And is why you wear this," He gestured to the headband resting contently on her head.
"What am I the Goddess of?" Zosime asked, completely shocked.
"Love like your Mother, but also healing and reincarnation like your Father. You are truly special young one. Do not let your abandonment define you for you are worth so much more." The young Goddess couldn't help but feel comforted by the powerful God sitting beside her. She hoped she would be able to see more of him. "Is there anything more you wish to know?" He asked, lifting her chin up and wiping away a stray tear on her cheek.
"Aphrodite mentioned something about my Father's magic, what did she mean by that?" She questioned, confusion evident in her voice.
"Ahh, your Father was a powerful man. Some believed he possessed special magic." Zeus recalled, and then he snapped his fingers and produced a very large and rather old looking book. "This is a book of spells, although if you do possess magic you shouldn't need this." He added. "Here, think of something you desire and concentrate on it."
Zosime closed her eyes and did as Zeus instructed. A dusting of silver sparks appeared and suddenly her tunic was longer. Zeus laughed and the sound echoed around the room. "Why Child, modesty is not a thing that you should worry about as a Goddess of Love." His words left Zosime feeling even more shocked (and slightly relieved) that she now didn't have to worry about pulling her dress down anymore.
"So not only am I a Goddess, I have magic too?" She asked, her tone almost sarcastic.
"Why, I believe so." The God laughed and rose from the seat before heading for the door. "If you need me you'll know where to find me." And with that he disappeared through the door, leaving Zosime to come to terms with everything.
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Many years passed on Olympus, and Zosime now resembled that of an eighteen year old. Her time on Mount Olympus was tough, as she often found herself the victim of prejudice and bullying from her sisters, both older and younger. Aphrodite soon grew bitter of her most beautiful daughter, and allowed her to be ridiculed. She was even slightly jealous of the powers she possessed.
Over the years Zosime spent a lot of time in her chambers, perfecting her magic, to which she has now become an expert. When she wasn't practicing she often found herself with her aunt Athena, who was her greatest confident and even became her friend through the years. Athena really brought Zosime out of her shell and helped mould her into the woman she is today.
However the pressure and bullying from her siblings one day got too much for Zosime, which lead to an incident in which she turned one of her sisters into a frog… needless to say that was topic none of them wished to discuss and eventually Zosime asked Zeus if she could return to Earth, he reluctantly obliged, sad to see her leave once more.
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