So I decided to try this out for size, a play on my 'Moments' fic. While that fic is based upon Bruce and Diana moments (and I will continue with it), this one will focus on the Greek gods and their thoughts and actions in regard to Bruce and Diana. I've started this with Eros, as he features a little in one of my other fics, 'Connected'. For the record a Stadion = 600 feet or 185 m.
I don't own Batman or Wonder Woman…DC does. Not run through a beta.
There wasn't even so much as a whisper as he moved with all the skill and grace of a divine being among the rooftops of the mortal city known as Gotham, his bow held securely in his flawless left hand and the appropriate arrow at the ready in his right.
It was late in the mortal year, yet despite the fact that he only wore the traditional white chiton favored by his kind, he didn't feel the biting sting of the harsh cold wind as he searched for his target. After his mother had given him his current assignment he'd sought out the mortal in his own home, only to realize much too late that the mortal was more cunning and resourceful than Odysseus himself. He still had no idea how the mortal could have known about the Emerald of Callithyia, a precious gem that could be used not only as a device to warn mortals of unwanted divine visitors, but also give said divine interloper a shock that would hurt even gods and goddesses, if only temporarily. That the mortal had even known of the emerald's existence was incredible. That he'd managed to find the emerald was extraordinary. That he'd actually discerned the correct incantations and procedures to activate the gem was beyond all comprehension.
Odysseus, indeed.
Eros, the god of love and son of Aphrodite, the goddess of love, slipped behind a rather large roof peak and surveyed the scene before him. His curly golden locks swayed gently in the breeze, gently brushing against his neck as his perfect eyes traced along the shadows.
There!
It was only the slightest of movements that a mortal and most of the meta humans would have missed, but it was enough for Eros.
The god of love slowly, without making a sound or creating a disturbance of any kind, placed the arrow he'd selected against his bow and placed the string in the nock and pulled it back while raising it to point at his target. The arrow was a low power one, one of a pair that was designed to augment a natural attraction between two people. It didn't create something out of nothing, it just moved an already established bond along at a quicker pace. He would use this arrow on the mortal and its partner on the Amazon champion, as was his mother's wish.
The mortal was still there, his black costume letting him melt into the darkness of the of the moonless night.
Eros' eyes narrowed as he brought the arrow to bear on his target, and with one last swift blink of his eyes he looked back to his target and prepared to loose his arrow only to find black emptiness.
Eros frowned and panned his bow and arrow from left to right a couple of degrees, but as impossible as it was the mortal was gone.
It was then that his divine ears caught the softest of scuffs from the other side of the peak that he was using to shield himself. Knowing he had no time to surreptitiously escape detection by the mortal, Eros blinked his eyes and disappeared from the rooftop in a flash of light. An instant later he watched from a stadion away as the mortal jumped into the spot in which he had just been standing.
Eros watched in fascination and burgeoning admiration as the mortal surveyed the scene, and even from so far away the god could see the mortal's eyes narrow in suspicion and his nostrils flare in frustration.
Then the mortal looked upward into the sky and Eros' eyebrows rose in intrigue as Batman was joined on the rooftop by none other than the Amazon Princess herself. Even from this distance his godly eyes could see the Dark Knight's aura soften from the harsh darkness of suspicion and determination. It didn't change by much, the change being very subtle to the point of not changing at all, but Eros had shadowed this mortal long enough to know that this minute change was very important in the grand scheme of things.
His mother was right when she'd told him that the bond between these two was great, and he now understood why she'd been so adamant that he'd only minimally interfere.
There was laughter from the rooftop and Eros looked over to see Diana smiling brightly and the Dark Knight obviously fighting not to smile at all. Eros in turn smiled demonically as an idea came to him.
He reached into the magical quiver ever present at his hip and withdrew the second of the pair of arrows he'd assigned to the couple he was presently observing. He tilted the bow so that the weapon was horizontal, then laid the second arrow next to its mate on the string of his bow. After aligning the arrows perfectly he drew the string back, taking care to bring both arrows toward him and not jostling them as to alter their aim. He brought the arrows to bear upon his targets and blinked, then before anything more could transpire to ruin this golden opportunity he loosed the arrows.
He watched in rapt attention as the magical projectiles traversed the distance between him and their intended targets. Mere seconds later both arrows impacted their targets, one arrow catching Batman in his right hip with the other hitting Diana in her left thigh. Naturally, neither of them noticed a thing due to the arrows' magical properties.
As he expected, the auras surrounding the two tweaked ever so slightly towards a similar hue, letting him know that his mission was a success and that his mother would be immensely satisfied. Eros smiled and gave the two soul mates one last admiring glance before blinking to take him home to his realm on Mount Olympus.