Fairy Tail is created and owned by Hiro Mashima.
I am not making anything off of writing this story other than self happiness when I see people reading and sharing their enjoyment of my creation with me.
Similarities of and inspiration by the series Percy Jackson The Olympians by Rick Riordan. This story will not be a crossover at all, but there may be themes, situations or settings that are similar to the books.
I've always had an interest in Gods and Goddess however my best friend is the one who is fairly obsessed with ancient history, she owns the series. Finally with how much she enjoys it I decided to barrow her books and dive right in. If you are a regular reader of mine, this is where I have been. Between working all of the time and of course adult responsibilities I have been squeezing all of my extra time into reading. I am one of those people that if I start a series I must read everything available to me. So, I'm halfway through the second to last book in the series and of course will read Riordans other stories. I have not forgotten about my other FT stories, I am just taking a small break. Of course tho I had to get this idea out there.
I have absolutely no idea where this story will go, so grab onto something because it may be a bumpy ride.
ALSO huge warning to readers that know Greek history very well, I am fucking with it just a bit. Sorry in advance. :)
It had been many millennia since the last time a god or goddes was created, not born. Most times minor God's or goddesses are born between two greater gods however on the rare necessity from man a new greater being could be created by their determination and want.
The 12 Olympian's circled around the large blue crystalline pond all with differing expressions upon their faces. They did not know what to expect, whether or not this god or goddess would be a greater or lessor being. If they would create chaos and jealousy or be a great addition to the already crazy family the twelve olympians have had since before the golden age of man. There had been prophecies spoken long ago of one who would be created to help them all raise in power and find themselves again. However many doubted that a single being could change them in any way.
The signs had been there in the world, a large number of random acts of kindness and peace has popped up across the hectic world of the 21st century. At first the gods had met in order to find out if these were acts of Clementia the goddess of forgiveness, penance and salvation, however the goddess denied having doing such things for she herself lacked in power. Where man hardly even believed in the olympians anymore, it was another thing that had struck them as odd. In a world where technology was more important than rain fall or harvest times, how could it be now where the human race is coming together enough with a common wish so strong to create another god or goddess.
Steel gray eyes intensely stared at the waters. Zeus was not one to admit their weaknesses but with the changing of man means greater beings were growing weak due to the lack of need by the people. No one built temples anymore, no one said prayers to them, no one made sacrifices or offerings. Their powers as gods were slowly draining. It was a terrifying matter, so if these prophecies were correct in this being bringing them back to power he would willingly welcome them with open arms. So Zeus stood at the entrance to the pond, ahead of his family because as the King of the Gods it was his responsibility to not only guide his fellow olympians in times of stress but also protect them if this was some strange trick.
A gentle breeze swirled from the tops of the water, causing some ripples across the once pristinely calm surface. He could hear Poseidon gasp as a couple of water nymphs appeared and started giggling while their fingers skimmed the water. Lightning bugs appeared casting flickers to crawl and flutter over the surface of the water. The soft sounds of the heavenly trumpets started to sound. Soft, yet warm and brought a feeling of empowerment to Zeus. Looking around at his family he could see a soft golden light starting to crawl against each one of their bodies. Refocusing on the pond Zeus was amazed to see lights like little twinkling stars at the bottom of the pools start to get brighter and bigger. The three translucent shimmering bodied of the the nymphs came together hovering over the center of the pond where the light was focused holding hands and turning in a circle languidly. Their giggles quieted and turned into a soft humming to match the sound of the heavenly horns.
Hearing the small gasp of Hera his wife behind him his eyes flickered up to the symbol the bugs were creating above the nymphs as she had whispered to Hestia. Zeus was taken aback by the large key that was formed, eyes flickering back down to the pond he could see something lighter colored heading to the surface. Slowly a golden head of hair rose from the water, surprisingly dry. Golden locks with a fringe, creamy alabaster skin, small button nose, large closed eyes with long dark lashes kissing skin and full plump pink lips. Even with just a glimpse of her face Zeus was enraptured, not looking at anyone else but he could hear some of their whispers of beauty or snide remarks from the ladies. For a second the woman floated above the water arms wrapped around her folded legs, chin resting upon her knees.
A large push of power entered the room suddenly, and although it weighed heavily it did not hurt. Warm tingling sensations wash through Zeus' every limb as his eyes refused to leave the woman's form. He watched as her large eyes started to flutter, cracking open just the slightest all the weight in the room dissapeared. Large eyes opened to reveal the swirling golden orbs. Immediate Zeus felt himself being sucked into their depth, the longer he stared the more he realized she had an outer ring of Amber and brown to her doe eyes. Innocence and honesty stated back and him. Like the snap of a whip she effortlessly unfolded herself and everything came back into forcus for Zeus. Yet still he couldn't shake the weird time stopping moment he felt when their gazes first locked.
Louder his companions grew and pulling his gaze from her eyes he could tell why. The woman's figure was a sin, built to near perfection in all the right areas. He could bet if he were to grab ahold of any part of her body it would be the right combination on strength and give. Not to mention she was generous in all the right places. Her creamy skin covered by a very untraditional toga, showing off lots of tempting skin. Feeling Hera his wife elbow him made him click his jaw shut and strengthen his stance.
Right as he was to welcome the woman something particular that he had not seen happen to anyone other than Poseidon or his children happened. The nymphs captured the woman's attention, swirling and laughing once again. The goddess herself swirled around with the nymphs a few times, clear soft melodic laughs falling from her mouth. Enchanting like Aphrodite yet gentle and caring like Hestia. They stopped after a couple of turns and the nymphs floated up to the woman's face, instead of being afraid or weary a soul stealing smile spread across her face as she looked upon the nymphs. Zeus had felt his heart learch at the sight, and if it was not for his very long years of experience with poise he would have grabbed at it. In turn the nymphs laughed and kissed her cheeks and the other her forehead before dissapearing into mist.
The woman clasped her hands together in front of her, smile still on her face just a touch more soft. Her gazes shifted around the circle of immortal beings that surrounded her, her expression never changing. Once done with her inspections she once again faced Zeus and waited. Taking the Zeus cleared his throat before asking.
"Welcome to the Olympians, and Olympus. What is your name?"
The woman's eye gleamed as her mouth opened to respond.
"My names is Lucille, the goddess of acceptance, companionship, honesty and Gates. I would like however for my family to call me Lucy."
Gasps were heard around the circle. Zeus could hear that Hera was about to speak and instead slipped farther into the water towards Lucy.
"And you decided not to go by your rightfully earned goddess name why?"
Open clear eyes looked back at him before her smile grew just a bit. Her response soft yet full of emotion.
"You are all to be my friends and family yes? I would prefer to be intimate on a different level than that of what I am going to be as a goddess."
Zeus couldn't wrap his head around it. Going by different name or allowing other to call you as such takes power from who you are as a Olympian. There is the power of names for a reason. Looking back up at her he could see the happiness and slight mirth swirling in their depths.
"There is no power of name when it comes to family. Power of name comes from your followers and worshipers. I could call you anything under the heavens and you would neither gain nor lose any power from me doing so. So as my first official request, please call me Lucy. I am so excited to get to know all of you."
Zeus was just stunned by her revelation, and by the silence surrounding them the other olympians were also. Maybe this final Olympian would really change things around here, now it was just to see if it was for better or worse.
So the family structure with the gods and goddess kind of weirds me out but I'm going to try my best to be accepting and use it.
Lucy is kind of like turning into the thriteenth gate sort of idea haha.
On another note did you all know there is a goddess of the stars already? I learned that. Also why Lucy isn't labeled as such.
Other than that, let's play a game. Each chapter I produce will have different gods or goddess with their original name, let's try to guess which Fairy Tail character they are the chapter they show up.
Please let me know what you're thinking so far. I'm really uncomfortable with idea honestly because I've never written anything like it. Follow, favand review. Lots of love. Write on!