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I really like Greek Mythology, but sadly enough the real myths do tend to go the wrong way from what I would have preferred sometimes. Ever since I played the game 'Darksiders' and 'Darksiders II' I had been hooked on The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse, especially 'Death', he is just soooo badass. The Four Horsemen in this fic is very, very loosely based on the Four Horsemen on the game, but as fans of the game would know the possibility of a third installment is very low, but I still love 'Death'.

This is where my love for Greek Myths comes in- At first I wanted to pair my favorite interpretation of death with a goddess, first on the list was of course Athena, but the myths that I didn't find out about until later crushed that. Next was Artemis, but the idea died before it took off. I skimmed through goddess after goddess until I finally ended up with Eileithyia, Goddess of Childbirth. No stories, no myths, no restrictions, daughter of Zeus and Hera (finally). I was both delighted and saddened by the lack of stories about her, even in Fanfiction, delighted because now I can do as I please, sad because she isn't very popular. I have a very, very soft spot for girls that get outshined by others, so I fell in love with her too.

I have lots of ideas and scenes planned out for these two and I'm writing this now because I currently have free time and lots of isolation. Fight scenes (if I get there) may make certain characters over powerful, and may sometimes seem MarySue, but that's because they're Gods... who am I kidding it's cause I'm not that good a writer, point out something that doesn't seem right and I'll fix it the best I can. So Please, please, please give me reviews to keep me writing. (Positive reviews that will help me improve only… no flames, trust me sticks and stones may break my bones but words can drive entire countries to commit acts of extreme evil.)

"Waaaahhhh! Waaaahhhh!" The cries of a new born baby could be heard throughout the room, the birth was successful, a young boy had been delivered safely or, that's how it could have been. Had she been doing her job, had she been paying attention to the mother in labour then she would have ensured both their safeties. But no, her mind was somewhere else, her heart was lost in deep thought and she didn't realize the danger she put the mother through. The baby only cried, cried as he clung to the weak body of his mother, had Eileithyia paid more attention, this innocent loving mother would have made it to raise the baby her lover abandoned. "Shhh, hush now child, everything is fine now, I'm sorry my little boy, I wish I could take care of you, to raise you, but sadly mommy's time is almost up."

The mother turned to Eileithyia, "my dear, please raise him in my stead, please." She begged, "of course." Was all she could say. "His name is Sosipolis, please, give him a good life. My dear baby, my dear Sosipolis, I love you..." Her last words were filled with a mixture of love and sadness. Eileithyia had enough, she handed the baby to another midwife until she was able to care for him without breaking down. She stepped outside onto the rainy porch and held her legs against her body, she sat on the bench and started crying again.
She heard footsteps walk up to her, she didn't look up, she knew who it was. It was Grimm the Reaper, the immortal being known as 'Death'. This man was different from Thanatos in the underworld, Grimm's job spanned all forms of death, even metaphorical ones. He sat down next to her and placed a hand on her head and began stroking her hair gently, she calmed down a little. She didn't know what to do, on one hand she hated when she had to meet him while she was on the job, on the other he was the only one who comforted her during this tough time.

"Is it about Homer's Illiad again?" He asked gently, she nodded into her knees. "Eileithyia, you have to get a hold of yourself, please. As much as I enjoy comforting you, I do not like coming to collect the souls of mothers or babies during birth." He continued stroking her long ash blonde hair. "Please Eileithyia, this has gone on long enough, I know it's tough to lose your title to Artemis, but you must remember that you are much more important than she is. She may have the title of Goddess of Childbirth but she didn't even earn her title, she has never helped anyone deliver a child stories that the fool Homer made up aren't true and you know it. Stop letting the words of one petty human stop your purpose in life."

Grimm got up and kneeled down in front of Eileithyia and held her hands, "your hands are special, you may not be one of the 12 like your brothers or sisters, you may not be as popular as they are, but remember, your hands bring life into this world, that makes you the most beautiful, kind and important goddess in existence. So please, stop crying over petty things, and bring more beautiful life into this world with these beautiful hands of a beautiful goddess." Eileithyia looked up and stared into the surprisingly gentle green eyes that belonged the the one known as 'Death', her own Violet eyes began to water again. "Would you stay with me a little longer?" She asked shyly, "only if you promise to let the chaos in your heart go my beautiful Goddess of Life." He replied gently, it surprised her how gentle this man was. "I promise." He sat next to her and wrapped an arm around her to keep her warm, and they sat there for hours.

I woke up to a sunny morning as usual. Looking out the window I could see that there wasn't any rain. It made my mood drop a little, mainly because the rain would remind me of him, of Grimm the Reaper. We had not met again in 1200 years, ever since that night, I had stopped caring about popularity and instead concentrated on what I was good at, helping delivering babies. Now in modern day times the world wasn't so keen on believing in deities anymore. Those like the olympians and many other pantheons gradually lost power. The Olympians themselves were reduced to nothing more than fairy tales and myths, humans who once prayed to them, now barely even have any respect left. Those that were useful stayed useful, those that weren't now just stay on Olympus. Examples of the useful one would be Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth and Home, and of course Me, Goddess of Childbirth Eileithyia. The rest had lost all respect from humanity, they now just spend the rest of their days goofing off.

I went to my bathroom to get ready for work rushing my teeth, since gods had to take care of personal hygiene too, not really because of cavities, but more of the bad breath, I sometimes still wonder how we survived back then. Took a quick shower to freshen up and got dressed, today was a free day for me so I didn't have to dress too formally, a simple pink and blue t-shirt and a knee length skirt over my undergarments and I was set. I looked in the mirror one last time, what stared back at me were Amethyst eyes that seemed to glow a little, and Ash blonde hair that reached down to my upper back, my skin as flawless and creamy as skin could be, this was the image of a goddess, my features didn't compare to goddesses like Aphrodite or Athena, but I had enough confidence in my looks, many gods say that I'm as beautiful as my mother Hera, in fact I inherited a lot of her features, most of them, one could mistake us for twins. Only difference between us would have been that I was nicer, I didn't really like losing my temper, it made me look like an idiot.

Behind the mirror was a lot of make up and beauty products that the nymphs gave me, I had never really used them, there was no point, as soon as one baby was delivered I'd have to wash them all off, and perfume is bad for newborns. Painted nails were a no, no, there was no point in beauty in my line of work. "... bring more beautiful life into this world with these beautiful hands of a beautiful goddess ..." Those words suddenly rang in my head again, the kind comforting words of an immortal that did the exact opposite of my job. "Beautiful eh?" I guess I should be more confident in my looks, after all after Persephone married Hades. Apollo, Hermes, Ares, even Poseidon started looking at me differently, I knew my brothers and uncle well enough that they only wanted to try me out at least once, so I never gave them the chance.

Helping the delivery of new life was easier now since I rarely had to truly participate, I could mostly leave it to the Human Doctors, I only had to train the rookies. my schedule was pretty much clear today so I decided to pay a close friend and sister of mine a visit. But to get to her I had to first find another sister of mine, I walked up to Artemis' room, and knocked. "Who is it?" Said sister asked. "It's me Eileithyia." I answered, few steps and a click in the lock later the door opened and behind it was Artemis in all her bed head glory, I couldn't help but chuckle, locks of brunette hair sprawled around in different directions. "How was the night?" I asked jokingly even tough I already knew the answer. "Do you need something big sister?" She asked with a smile. "Could you drop me off at Persephone and Demeter's place?" I requested. "Sure, just let me get ready, come right in, you know you're welcome here." I walked in as I was told and sure enough naked under Artemis's bed sheet was Athena.

I'd known about this for some time now, I was one of the people on Olympus that did, to list us all would be Me, Hestia, Persephone, Demeter and of course my mother Hera, Leto, Metis, Amphrite, Iris, Hebe, basically most of the Olympian goddesses, minus Eris and Aphrodite. The last people we needed were those two. Hera had come to terms with my father's former lovers, it wasn't their fault, it was his, but that doesn't stop her from getting angry whenever another woman gets pregnant. "Artemis?" I began, "are you still mad at me for not coming to help when your mom was in labor?" Artemis walked out of her bathroom and gave me a puzzled look as she tied back her hair, "Eileithyia, I know that you didn't come because your mother forbid you from coming. You were still a teen then and your mother was everything to you. It wasn't your fault, and I don't hate you."

"Thanks Arti." I said, "I told you never to call me that!" She snapped back, and we started laughing. "What's with all the noise?" Athena asked. "Just laughing at your bed head." Artemis said with a giggle. Her red hair was a total mess, only when she ran a hand through it did she realized what we meant. "We're gonna head over to Seph's place, wanna come?" I asked, Athena paused for a moment then got up. "Let me get ready too." And she took her turn in the bathroom. "You two were busy last night." I joked. "Thyia, you know that you love spending the night with women too, admit it, you wouldn't mind playing along with us." She joked back. I flushed at the idea, sure it was fun, but I'd never even been with a man, yet I've had countless nights with my sisters.

"I still hold on to the hopes of getting married you know." Artemis gave me a confused look. "Thyia, you should probably give up on that, gods and immortals are just not husband material, even mortal men can't keep their weddings right for more than half a century, a God? Wait... You're hoping to find a husband in the next 'Pars Deorum' aren't you?" She questioned, my silence gave her all the answers she needed. "Arti, I'm not fated to be virgin forever, I will find my husband at the Pars Deorum the fates have already said so." I explained. "But you're one of my favorite sisters you're one of the few virgins left on Olympus, not to mention you aren't half bad in bed." She whined and I tried to reason with her but Athena saved me the trouble, "you can't fight fate Arti, if they want her to get married then she gets married no one fights back." Artemis finally gave in, "fine, but if you find him you bring him straight to us ok Thyia? We'll make sure he's good husband material." She said as she popped her knuckles, "agreed" said Athena in her usual stoic tone.

"Now, where are we headed?" Athena asked. "I'm heading to Seph's place, we haven't talked to her in a while." I explained, "fair enough, I hear she now actually prefers it in the underworld." Athena said, "of course she does, Hades gives her lots of personal space and freedom, you would like it there too if your mom won't let you walk two steps in your own home." The huntress exclaimed wrapping each of arms around our necks. "Can you blame her? After what dad did to aunt Demeter, obviously she would be protec..." Artemis suddenly stopped in the middle of the lobby. "Well hello ladies!" Apollo called from the front door, "where would you fine ladies be going?" "Anywhere you aren't, dear brother." Artemis snapped back, "now, now big sis, I didn't mean anything by it!" Apollo tried to defend himself. "Move!" She demanded her twin, "woah, sis, why the hostility?" He asked, "Why? WHY!? YOU KNOCKED UP MY FAVORITE HUNTING PARTNER THAT'S WHY!" she yelled, "He what! Another one!?" I complained. As much as I enjoyed being the goddess of childbirth I was honestly getting tired of delivering the babies of my brothers, uncle and father, over and over again.

"Come on girls, lets go before I end up hunting my brother." Artemis requested. As we tried to leave I felt something tugging the back of my T-Shirt, next thing I knew I was pinned against the wall between Apollo's arms. "Hey, Eileithyia, when are you gonna answer me? You know I like you, and I know you like me too, so why don't you just surrender yourself to me? I would gladly accept you." He whispered into my ear, "That Sosipolis kid you were raising has been dead for a millennium now, and a little birdie told me that you were finally ready to have a husband." He continued.

"I might have considered marrying you like a millennium ago if I didn't have to help deliver nearly all of the babies you made with so many women." I hoped that jab would have worked, "Come on Thyia, haven't you ever wanted to be on the other side of your job? You could get Artemis to be midwife." He answered to my dismay. He moved in to kiss me and I stiffened up, not really wanting any part of this. All of a sudden he was lying flat on his back on the other side of the lobby. "Find something better to do other than harass your sisters." Artemis had thrown him off me and into the opposite wall. "I appreciate it Arti." I said sheepishly.

"Eileithyia!" Persephone yelled at me, I got off of Artemis' chariot and made my way towards her, hugging her as we reached each other. "Artemis! Athena!" She yelled at the other two, "just get over here already!" She called in a friendly tone. Athena gave a small smile, but the deep scowl on Artemis' face literally killed the move. "How about we talk about this inside?" Asked Persephone, understanding that something very bad just happened. When they made their way into the cabin in her woods they took the places they liked and the first question was of course, "What happened?" Persephone asked as innocently as she could, in case of backlash. "Ollie was what happened Seph, I swear on Styx that the man has no self control." Artemis began.

"Thyia, you really should fight back, don't just let anyone do whatever they want to you." Athena said, "I'm sorry Athe, but I just get weak whenever they get close to me as all, I get so scared I don't know what to do." I moaned. "This is the third time Apollo as tried... Last night we had to pull Ares off you for the 12th time in a row, and I have no idea how long my hunting dogs can keep Hermes from trying to sneak into your room. Stop making it so tempting to them." Artemis complained, "if you don't fight back then they'll rape you eventually." I stared at her, "they wouldn't... Who am I kidding, you're right, they would... All the more reason for me to quickly find a husband at the next Pars Deorum." I sighed. "You want to find a husband at the next god party? Well, I suppose that's a good idea, but this year there won't be that many pantheons coming." Persephone explained, "Although, Hades did mention that a special family from the Christian pantheon is coming instead of the usual angels." "What!? A special family? What makes them special compared to the angels of heaven?" Athena grew curious.

"You know how one of the Archangels of heaven betrayed their GodKing and started their own world right? These angels then become demons. Angels are immortal, but their population grows slowly. Demons will die after long millenniums of life, but they reproduce in massive numbers, luckily for us the living conditions in hell suck, so most demon babies never get to grow up. They live by survival of the fittest." Persephone lectured, "So, the family?" Artemis said getting impatient. "One of the seven kings of hell fell in love with an Archangel of heaven, they started a world known as Purgatory, which keeps heaven and hell away from each other. Purgatory is the only way one can get out of hell, this one demon king fights for the sake of humanity." Persephone continued, ignoring Artemis. "I don't see what that has to do with the Pars Deorum." Athena pointed out, "I'm getting there, So this demon king, his wife and four children are gonna attend this year." She finalized. "I still don't get why they are special!" Artemis finally burst.

"Angels and Demons have long been considered inferior to Gods, the closest they ever come in terms of power are Archangels and DemonKings. Children born to an Archangel and a DemonKing would be extremely powerful, some claim that one of these special Nephilim already surpasses entire pantheons of gods." The silence that followed was very unnerving. "Strong enough to defeat entire pantheons eh? Then why haven't we been destroyed?" Artemis asked. "Because this family prefers harmony to eradication." Persephone argued. "I think I've heard of them, these four are fated to end the world right? It's only a matter of 'when they get bored of this world'." Athena cut in. "I wonder if my husband to be is among them?" I thought aloud. "We will just have to find out next week when the guests arrive!" Persephone shouted enthusiastically.

"Big brother! Wake up! It's morning already!" A woman's voice could be heard from the other side of the door, "Wake Up! You need to get a hair cut!" She shouted as she kicked the door open and entered. "Little sister, I don't see why I have to get a haircut." Said the man still sprawled on his bed. "If you could see anything through that long hair of yours at all you would." The man used his fingers to comb back the shoulder length silver hair away from his face. He stared at the woman standing next to him who shared his silver colored hair and Emerald green eyes. "Grimm whether you like it or not, I'm giving you a haircut today." The man named Grimm reached back with his right hand and rubbed his neck. "Lisandra, I'm going to be really busy today so how about a rain check." He tried. "I've double checked your schedule for today, you are as busy as a farmer during winter." She tapped her feet in annoyance of his attempts to trick her. He sighed in defeat, she was always the smartest of the four, the one that could plan so far ahead that you would think she was able to see the future, but even if he did trick her, all she had to do was put on a pair of puppy dog eyes and his resolve would crumble to dust.

"All right lets get this over with." He said, getting up and pulling a shake over to the middle of the room and seating himself. She wrapped a clean towel around his neck and secured it with a clip before grabbing a pair of hair shears. "After this you'll have all this ladies swooning over you, after all you don't look half bad if you would just stop hiding behind your hood or your hair. Who knows you might bring a goddess home next week, then you can help us out with mom's ridiculous requests." Grimm chuckled at his sister's comment as she snipped layers of his hair, true to her words their mother had been making very uncomfortable demands, mostly a desire for grandchildren. "You can't blame her Lisandra, Warren is the youngest of us and he has already been a fully grown immortal for 2 millennium now. She just wants to feel motherly again, since angels can only have up to two children before they become sterile..." He paused for a moment, "let's just be thankful she can't have more kids, less we be 'blessed' with hundreds of siblings, father is a DemonKing, his lustful behavior could put Zeus to shame, not to mention he has literally 'NO' interest in any woman but mother."

"Strange how someone as demonic as our father is more faithful to his wife then the most benevolent of gods." Lisandra noted between cuts. "DemonKings can't be satisfied by anyone but the woman they choose to be their mate they still retain their Angelic origins after all, it's not a matter of faithfulness, its a matter of no point in trying." He explained. "Lust or no lust, dad still loves mom with all his heart though, you can't deny that he does. There is literally nothing he wouldn't do just to see her smile. That's love for you, the things they do in bed are just bonuses." She let out a giggle at the thought of her lovey-dovey parents. "They do cling to each other desperately, even 'God' couldn't tear them apart… he even gave them his blessings." Grimm thought out loud. "Dad became a fallen angel so he could spy on hell for Grandpa, he never wanted anything Lucifer could offer." Lisandra argued.

What she said was true, Their demon of a father surrendered his position as archangel and fell from heaven not under Lucifer's following, but under 'God's orders, since he had been the strongest and the most likely to survive hell. Grimm was pulled out of his train of thoughts when his sister started to brush any stray locks of hair from his head, "and there! Done! Now you can go to the Pars Deorum and use your devilish charms to seduce a goddess home." He looked at his new hair style in the mirror and felt conflicted, on one hand his sister's since of style was actually really good, on the other this new more stylish look wasn't going to help him scare demon's that were too stupid to stay in hell. "My job is to kill people, not impress them Lisandra." He growled. "Now they can die happy knowing their soul was reaped by a handsome immortal." She retorted. He decided to stay quiet, there is never winning an argument against a woman. "Let's get some breakfast big bro, I'm hungry."

The pair of siblings made their way to the dining room where they could already smell the bacon and eggs their mother was obviously just made. Despite her position as queen of Purgatory their mother had always preferred doing her own work, as far as the whole family was concerned the servant's jobs only applied to whatever the family didn't do. "Morning mom, dad!" Lisandra called to her parents, the married couple were sharing and reading a copy of that morning's human newspaper. "Where are your remaining brothers Lisandra?" Their mom asked, "probably still sleeping, I woke up Grimm so I could give him a hair cut." She answered, "My, my, you look dashing Grimm, now can you promise me you'll bring home a daughter-in-law for me? Preferably a daughter of Hera so she will remain faithful to you." Said their mother with her angelic and soothing voice, and her palms pressed together.

"Now, now, Mara, don't push our son too far, what's important is that she likes him and he likes her back." Their father spoke, in his usual deep and confident voice, common among demons. "Ausar my beloved, I never knew you cared about things like that?" Mara teased sarcastically. "We demons have ways of seduction that go further than just sleeping for a night dear, we want everything, your body, your soul, your love, all of it." He whispered to her seductively leaning in to kiss her neck before gently nibbling away at her ear. "Father, as much as I like that your marriage is still strong, couldn't this wait until you're alone?" Grimm said with an annoyed tone. "You'll understand why it can't wait once you fall in love and get married." His father retorted. "What's with all the hubbub?" Asked a new voice. "Nerrix, just in time for breakfast." Said Grimm. "Brother, Mom, Dad, and you!" Nerrix shouted as he wrapped his arms around Lisandra and planted his lips firmly against hers in a deep long kiss.

It was nearly a half a minute before they pulled apart, Lisandra's eyes looked glazed over, and the goofy smile on her face was evidence enough for what she was feeling. "Nerrix, she is your younger twin sister, have you not even the slightest bit of decency?" Grimm said, though he had long known of their relationship. "Mom and dad are siblings too you know…" Nerrix tried to defend himself, "I'm telling off mom and dad right now as well." Grimm cut him off. "Grimm you are no fun, just find a girlfriend and try it, I guarantee you'll do it all the time too." Said Mara. He let out a small growl of annoyance for his family's behavior. Just then the last and youngest member of the family walked into the room and towards the table, "Warren, what do you think about kissing your own sibling in public?" Asked Nerrix. The youngest brother known as Warren paused and looked around, first to his parents then to the twins, then finally to his eldest brother. Taking the opportunity for a quick joke, "You're not expecting me to kiss Grimm are you?" He asked with an almost disgusted face.

The whole room erupted with laughter, save for Grimm who had face palmed in exasperation. When the laughter died down, "Grimm the reason you're like this is because you don't have a good relationship going on. Even Warren has been dating the same girl for about 70 years now... By the way how is Irene?" Asked Lisandra. "The Greek Goddess of Peace is doing fine. We agreed to meet next week during the Pars Deorum." Warren explained. "Never thought that War and Peace would make a strong couple." Joked Nerrix. "What was that son?" Asked Mara with a dark tone which he apparently failed to catch, "I'm just saying that they're so different, it's hard to believe they're still together despite their low compatibility." He continued. "What was that Nerrix?" She repeated in a more dark and scary tone this time. "Nothing!" He quickly squeaked, luckily she calmed down. The one thing Mara hated was when people made comments on incompatibility, it was always going to be a direct jab at her own marriage, her own husband afterall, being her polar opposite.

"Nerrix you of all people should know by now that compatibility is not a factor in love, one needs their opposite in order to compliment them…" Lectured Ausar, "with that said, I heard that the Goddess of Childbirth is finally willing to get involved with a relationship. I would suggest giving it a shot Grimm." Grimm himself felt a vein pop at his father's words, "I'll come to you for advice when I need it father, and I will decide whether or not I give her a shot..." He grumbled.

There you are, Hope you like it, please tell me what you think. (Unless it's hurtful words then keep them to yourself.) Whether or not this is well received will determine whether or not I keep writing or lose what's left of my confidence and crawl into a hole never to write again.

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