…. And the Gods played.
I don't own X. Clamp does. The Gods that I'm using are Greek/Roman. I just use the version of the name that I like. First X fic ever.
At the edge of time, three sisters, Clotho, the spinner, Lachesis the measurer, and Atropos the cutter, were finishing up the fates of the players for the " Final Day". The gods have placed their powers to sway the game into their favor. From a bettor's point of view, the odds were even. The last one to place their power is the one the Fates despised. The one that Pandora left in the box and Pyrrha set free. And she was out to change the game.
The room was cover with a heavy fog. Frankincense hung heavily in the air. Candle light flicker, giving the room a timeless quality. The creak, creak, creak, of the spinning wheel fill the air.
"You can turn down the atmosphere."
A young woman with long robes walk into the ancient room. She began to walk around the room, viewing the odds and ends decorating the room. A sheep baa.
" You keep sheep in here?"
Clotho looked up from her spinning wheel, giving Hope an evil look. Hope just shrugged.
"You ask me to be here."
Clotho's older sister, Lachesis got up from her chair, and led Hope into the drying room.
"Here."
Hope looked at the racks. The multicolor strings hung down on the Final Day rack. She notice the colors run together within the strings. She turned to Lachesis.
"Don't even ask." replied Atropos.
" I was just going to ask why you want me here?" Hope smirked.
Atropos snorted and walked away. Lachesis hurried after her sister. Stopping at the doorway, she turned around and said,
"Do what you need to do."
Hope just shook her head. She lifted two strings with particular interests. The two strings bleed into each other. The colors run into each other, until the colors disappear.
" What Hope? You don't like what you feel?"
Mars step out of the shadows and walk over to Hope. Hope looked up. And smiled.
"No, Mars. I think the game just got more interesting."
Mars looked a bit confuse but kept on.
"You know, none of the Gods want you to be involved with this."
"Oh why not?" Hope asked coyly. " Are you afraid of pissing off the old bitches?"
Mars stiffen.
" You are just being cruel to the Dragons."
Hope got up and got a basket. She took the strings that where mark " Final Day" and placed them in the basket. She sat on the floor with it.
"Why Mars. I thought you want a good fight?" she replied sarcastically. Hope lifted her robe to get her knife, strap to her leg. Mars's eyes follow her hands.
"I do. But.."
Hope took her knife and slit her finger. She picked up the two strings that interest her earlier. One started with a dark green, while the other was an amber color. The other strings bound to these two into a ball. From the ball, two strings hung out at the bottom. One was a dark purple and other was red. Hope took her bleeding finger and stuck it in the middle of the yarn ball.
" Mars, without my input, this battle will not happen." Hope dropped the ball back into the basket.
" But I thought you disagree with this "Final Day" battle." Mars watched while, Hope enlarge the slit on her finger.
" I do and I don't." Hope took her finger and swirl the strings around, coating them with her blood. " I just want this war to be fun." She smiled at Mars.
Mars just looked away. " Will I see you again?"
" Only if you come down on earth."
Mars had a look on his face. " What?"
"Atropos, I'm finish!" sung Hope.
Atropos walked into the room, glaring both Hope and Mars. Mars looked down while Hope just laugh.
"Here your basket. I hope you like it!"
Atropos with her wilted face just stared at Hope. Hope kept on laughing, drag Mars out of the room.
Hope dragged Mars down the hallway. When they reach to the end of it, Hope slam Mars against the wall. Then kiss him. Hard.
" I will see you in Tokyo in 1999 AD. Meet me at Ueno Park by the tree. You will know which one."
"But."
Hope disappeared in a cloud of blue and silver smoke.
" Mars don't even bother." Mars turn around and look at Clotho.
" Would you like some food?" Mars nodded and follow Clotho to the kitchen.
Hope walked by the tree of life in the Garden of Eden. Noticing that Raphael was asleep, Hope went up to him and collapsed on his chest.
" Oof!"
"Sorry." Raphael look down and noticed that Hope turned herself into a baby, was crying softly. Raphael pushed back a strand of her hair and look deeply into her trouble eyes.
"The game has started."
Raphael just pulled Hope closer to his chest and coo her to sleep. He knew that the appointed time would come too soon.