A beautiful naiad was out. She was the prettiest naiad out there, and the greatest Xelogiastra. She was so beautiful, even Zeus of Mount Olympus looked out to see her. Zeus salivated at the sight of her. She was so beautiful, he hadn't seen beauty like this in milennia. He felt his body reacting as he lusted for the naiad. Hera...thought Zeus. The woman he loved. Could he do this to her? He stared at the naiad and thought about how many times he'd hurt Hera and betrayed her. Hera...Hera...Hera...Hera's not here! Zeus glanced about. No gods were here to guard him, they'd been sent to search for Athena the renegade goddess. And it was that fact that made lightning strike before the Xelogiastra.
Metis pretended to be stunned by the arrival of Zeus. But she was not. Such an infidel! she thought angrily, but she was very smart, and used the same dexterity she used approaching Zeus as she had used to poison Cronus. She giggled and covered her mouth. "How handsome," she muttered quietly as if not to be heard, but overheard nevertheless. Zeus grinned. It's in the bag he thought. Zeus approached the naiad and grabbed her hand. "Beautiful madam, do you know who I am?" asked Zeus.
"No, but tis true you are very handsome. Someone as handsome as you must have great importance."
"It is true. I am Zeus the Infallible, Zeus the Almighty, Zeus Slayer of the Titans, Zeus the KING OF THE GODS!" he proclaimed proudly.
The naiad smiled wider, she was captivated by him. Zeus grinned. Everyone loved him. He grabbed her hand and kissed it, and he ran his tongue up her arm until it reached her shoulder. The naiad moaned quietly.
This is disgusting! thought Metis.
Zeus lifted his head, moving it closer to hers. Their lips met, and Zeus's hands attacked her body. The naiad moaned again, which puzzled Zeus. He remembered the moan of every woman he'd ever slept with, and this one he knew...but he couldn't remember. But that wasn't enough to stop him.
Meanwhile, Hermes was very close to Athena at the moment. Walking in a dark cave and calling out to her. "Pallas Athena, give it up! I am the messenger god of the gods. Therefore I always know the location of each god or goddess. You can't hide from me!" he said for about the 5th time.
"But I can trap you," her soft voice purred. The flat of a blade smacked against Hermes temple and he crashed to the floor unconscious. Athena towered over him. "What should I do with him?" she mused to herself. Then it came to her...she'd hang the wings on Hermes feet on her throne back at Olympus, stripping him of his messenger powers, and god powers (for every god had their signature item that gave them godly powers)! He'd become mortal, and it would signify her rebellion against Zeus. Athena pulled out a knife. "Forgive me half-brother," she murmured.
Zeus woke up alone on the floor. The naiad was gone. A shame, she'd be wonderful for a second round. He stood up and a fireball hit him. Zeus crashed into a tree, and he quickly drew his master bolt. "WHO DARES STRIKE-" Zeus saw Hera, her hair blue flames in anger. "Z-Z-ZEUS! THAT'S THE LAST STRAW!" she screamed.
"Hera, it's not what you-"
"I. DON'T. WANT. TO. HEAR. IT!" screamed Hera, punctuating each word with a shot of blue fire at Zeus's large frame. "Hera, love, please stop, I love you!" Hera stopped momentarily, taking a sharp intake of breath. "Zeus," she growled. A sword appeared in her hand as she took a step forward. "Hera please, don't do this!" The sword became enveloped in dark blue flames. "May Tartarus revere your name for times always, Zeus, skatagonos." The night sky glittered and the full moon shone on the area between Zeus and Hera, erupting into the brightest moonlight that took the form of Artemis. "Zeus," said Artemis coldly seeing all his deeds through the moon. "Blood runs amuck in your palace. Secure your throne, secure your children, secure your belt." The apparition vanished immediately, and Hera and Zeus immediately put aside their conflict rushing to Mount Olympus.
Several gods and goddesses wept on Mount Olympus. Zeus grimly regarded Ares holding a weeping Aphrodite close to him as Hephaestus wept alone. For all of them had known as used this god at one point or another. Zeus stepped toward his throne, the 12 main thrones of Olympus to see the great spectacle for which tears had greeted, Hera at his heel. The image he saw was one he'd never expect to see. Zeus blanched as Hera screamed in shock. There was Hermes, battered and bleeding over the throne of Athena. His wings hung on her throne, showing he had become mortal and Athena had absorbed his power. Zeus was frozen to the floor as Hera ran to Hermes.
"My son, oh God my son! Oh Hermes, my baby, oh why? Why must I suffer so?" she wailed.
Demeter came to comfort Hera. She too had lost her daughter Persephone to Hades, but never had Persephone been beaten so brutally as or lose here godship. Zeus finally came to his senses coming to comfort Hera, but Hera caught sight of him and drew herself up. "Pidiksu! Pidiksu!" she shouted, tears running down her face.
"Me?" asked Zeus incredulous. "I did nothing, it was that, that kakiaskyla Athena! The dirty whore did this?" Several of the goddesses glared at Zeus to his surprise. "What? Why are you glaring at me? He's my son too, y'know!"
"He's only mortal because of you!" hissed Hera, her eyes blazing blue fire.
Zeus looked across the room, seeing all the other goddesses and his own children's eyes blazing blue as well. "You had to cheat on me, you had to violate the sanctity of our marriage like a littlewhore! If you would've been faithful to your first wife Metis, this would've never happened! I never even wanted to marry you, you raped me into submission, and I learned to love you, but you kept cheating! Cheating on me all the time!" she shouted. Leto the mother of Artemis and Apollo stroked her hair, glaring at Zeus as she rememebered Zeus divorcing her while she was pregnant.
Zeus was at a loss for words as Heracles marched across toward him, one of the strongest gods able to wrestle with Zeus himself. "Hera has never been a lover of me, and I understand why. It's because of your infidelity that I take her side against you father," he declared. Zeus narrowed his eyes at his son, as he looked up to see a surprising presence. It was Io, the Egyptian goddess one of Zeus' more exotic partners. "Zeus, you're a pig. I don't know what it was I ever seen in you. The Egyptian gods walk with Zeus no longer," she said walking to stand by Hera. This worried Zeus, as the King of Greek gods, no single Greek god could hurt him, but if Io got Ra the king of Egpytian gods, he could possibly be destroyed.
There were several gods who ruled their own people. There had been the Canaanites who'd been Baal worshipers, but Baal had ben slayed by the Jews, who had another god, far superior to any other god in existence of the Greek or Egyptian gods, or the distant Indian, Japanese, or Chinese gods (such as Lei-Kung, Indra, or Izanagi) and minor agricultural goddesses scattered across the world, Yahweh. If Yahweh wanted, he could probably guide his Jews to superiority over the Greeks, Persians, Egyptians, Indians, and Jews all at once, but he simply kept to his own, only caring for the existence of his people. The Persian god king, Ahura Mazda had died at the hands of Zeus. Ahura Mazda, and the Persians had been weak, and Zeus had given Greeks dominion over Mesopotamia. But Ra the Egyptian god was in a different level. He was easily Zeus' equal.
"Hera, I'm sorry-"
"Stay away from her, adulterer!" shouted Apollo. A brand of sunlight hit Zeus scorching his arms as he held them up to protect his face. "How dare you strike me, your king!" he shouted. Now all the goddesses, and sons and daughters of his previous wives, and Hera dropped flames at him. An icy dagger protruded from his arm. "Stop! I am superior!" he commanded, striking in Godfeare into the mob. They stopped but were still clearly hostile. "We walk with Hera," announced Apollo. Hera rose to her feet holding her son, sniffing. "I want you to suffer Zeus. So you can feel the same pain that you've caused me. To see what it's cost my son!" she cried. The crowd transported out of Mount Olympus and the gods with which Zeus remained were frighteningly small and the small amount of gods who had remained like Artemis were very frustrated for Zeus for betraying Hera yet again. What have I done? thought Zeus miserably as a fly buzzed over his head. The fly instantly flew out of the room, out of Olympus turning into a beautiful gray-eyed goddess. The seed of mistrust has been planted she thought triumphantly.