People don't know what they have until its gone.
They don't understand that some things are more valuable than others.
But that misunderstanding didn't help anyone in this case.
As it was too late to do anything.
They had changed the course of fate with two decisions.
The first one happened on propose,
But the second one was on accident.
The second one banished someone who they had known for millennia.
They had banished a goddess.
But the problem came with the first decision.
They had planned to kill him.
They had planned to kill him by throwing him in to the endless pit.
They thought that he was a danger.
They believed what the daughter of Athena said.
But they didn't realize that she meant something different than what she said.
"He would betray us only if he is betrayed back."
That is what she had said.
They heard something different.
They had taken it that he was a danger.
That he was unstable.
But she had meant that he would only betray them if they betrayed him back.
And as their two time savoir, she thought that they wouldn't betray him.
But she was wrong.
And she had vanished because of it.
Or so they thought.
She had run to the place where she could escape the horrors that she had done.
She couldn't get the face of her lover out of her head.
And so she vanished.
But she only vanished for a week.
Then they found her.
But they found her in a place that they didn't want to find her.
They found Annabeth Chase in Elysium.
When Hades talked to her,
She said that she had ran to the west,
But she was killed when she was over run.
It wasn't possible for her to escape the wrath of the goddess that they had banished.
This goddess was her unofficial patron.
She was the goddess that runs through the wilderness, protecting her domain.
This goddess was the goddess of maidenhood.
She was the goddess that protected those women whose hearts were broken,
She was the goddess that protected those who were violated.
But the goddess couldn't stand when it happened the other way.
She couldn't stand that a maiden had broken a male's heart.
Even if it was on accident.
Even if the goddess didn't know that.
Annabeth Chase however didn't blame the goddess.
She was happy in Elysium.
She got to be with her friends,.
And she didn't have to worry about what she had done.
Because she blamed herself.
She blamed herself for not being clear in what she said.
And so she didn't blame Artemis, the goddess of the hunt.
She didn't blame the goddess for killing her.
Even if it was indirectly, she didn't blame her.
But neither did the one who she banished.
He didn't blame the daughter of Athena.
As he knew what she meant.
He knew that she didn't mean to incriminate him.
And so he didn't blame her.
He blamed the others.
He blamed the campers.
And he blamed the gods.
He even blamed his father.
But he had reason to blame his father.
As his father was the one who initiated his banishment.
His father had turned against him.
His father had forced his hand.
Poseidon had voted for him to be banished.
Poseidon voted for his own son to be banished.
He voted because he was worried.
He was worried for his throne.
He was worried that his own son would over throw him.
And so he voted for his banishment.
He was not alone however.
There were six other gods that voted for him to be banished.
The god of war voted for him to leave.
The godless of wisdom voted for him to leave.
The god of light voted for him to leave.
The god of wine voted for him to leave.
The queen of the gods voted for him to leave.
And the king of the gods voted for him to leave.
That means that it was a seven to five vote.
And that was not good enough to save him.
The goddess of the harvest voted for him to stay.
The goddess of love voted for him to stay.
The god of the forge voted for him to stay.
The god of travelers voted for him to stay.
And the most surprising vote.
The goddess of the moon voted for him to stay.
She felt bad for him.
She was mad that a maiden had betrayed him.
But she was madder that the gods who he saved were voting to kill him.
He had saved them twice.
He had no concern for his life.
He saved them without worry for his life.
And those who saved were voting bout his fate.
The fates hadn't planned this.
They had wished for him to have a happy life after the last war.
But something had changed.
And the fates didn't have a hand in it.
But it happened.
And they hadn't intended for the goddess of the moon to try to protect him.
And when she tried to protect him.
And when she tried to save him.
She was betrayed as well.
She was betrayed by her family.
She was betrayed by her father, and her brother.
As they were both worried for their thrones as well.
And so they banished their daughter and sister.
As well as their savior.
The goddess was stripped of her titles.
She was stripped of her immortality.
She was stripped of her adopted daughters.
Without them knowing.
They were stripped of their blessing.
And their skills.
And they were left at the mercy of the monsters.
But none of the gods cared about that.
At least none of those who voted against their savior.
But there was no vote for the goddess's banishment.
She was banished without a thought.
And so they tried to throw them into the endless pit.
And to their knowledge they did.
But that wasn't what happened.
A force intervened.
It intervened after the gods lost sight of them.
And they were saved.
Mostly.
The force that intervened was a force that was thought to be dead.
It was said that it had faded.
But what they didn't know was that it had just left the realm of the gods.
And when the two who were banished met it.
They both changed.
They were both angry at their banishment.
They were both broken by their banishment.
But when they met they forced.
They both changed.
They became emotionless.
They became hardened.
They showed no mercy to those who don't deserve it.
They were feared throughout the universe.
And they were not the nicest people to be around.
Except if you were one of them.
They were kind.
They were protective.
And they showed emotions.
But only to the other.
The savior and the goddess were themselves with each other.
They were not hard.
They were not emotionless.
Only with each other.
But there were only a select few on earth that knew of their existence.
And they were sworn to the highest oath not to say anything.
These few were family to them.
The two immediate cousins of the savior.
The daughter of Zeus
And the son of Hades.
There was only one other who knew of their continued existence.
And that would be their aunt.
Or that was what they would tell you.
Their aunt was the goddess of the heart.
And she was the only other to know.
But the two banished had chosen new identities.
They had chosen new names for themselves.
They were known throughout the universe as the beginning and the end.
But that was not their names.
Their names had meaning beyond that.
It reflected what they did.
The two of them brought destruction to those who deserved it.
And they brought life and serenity to those who needed it.
And so that is what their names were.
The savior was Lysias.
As when he was banished.
He had been broken.
And he became dangerous.
And destructive.
But only to those who deserved it.
And the goddess was Elvira.
As she was still kind.
And she was still full of life.
And she created sprit.
But she judged those to see who deserved it.
And gave it to them.
But only to those who deserved it.
And they were the feared beings.
They had been given gifts.
And they had been given power.
They were given to them by the force.
The force that created the universe.
The only force to be able to give that kind of power.
The force called Chaos.
They only met her twice.
On their first encounter.
And when they were given a special task.
But those were in the past.
But both times it had changed them.
Their eyes were not longer regular.
Both of their eyes had changed.
They were both the spitting image of each other.
They each had a pitch black eye.
An eye that told you that they could kill you with a thought.
And they had one pure white eye.
An eye that told you that they could save you with a thought.
Their eyes were each the same.
Symbolizing their past with each other.
It represented their partnership.
It represented their dependence on each other.
Their other features changed too.
They both looked more royal.
Each of them was the same height.
With features that commanded you to bow down to them.
And to beg forgiveness.
And their hair had changed as well.
They had the same hair as each other.
It started off white.
But near the ends, it changed.
It changed to a blood red.
They had changed enough so that you couldn't recognize them.
Even if you stared for hours.
But if you somehow did.
If you recognized them.
And you called them by their old names.
They would not hesitate to kill you.
Because they were not their old selves any more.
They were not Percy Jackson and Phoebe Artemis anymore.
They were Lysias and Elvira.
The Peacekeepers of the Universe.