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Athena trembled as she tried to catch her breath. Outrage and fury made her feel the necessity to go back to that smithy and slay the pig that was Hephaestus. Fear and disgust compel her to stay on the safety of her temple. Her spear was left behind and so her shield. They were part of her, just like her arms and legs. She would have to go back. The mere thought made her shiver and the goddess sat down, trying to recover her composure.

Below all those torturing emotions, her mind kept working. A far little voice refused to give credit to what just happened, but not in stubborn denial. It was pointing out some important things. Hephaestus wasn't an aggressive god, like Poseidon was or her father. If the blacksmith didn't touch a hair of Aphrodite when he had her right on his bed chamber, why would he risk attacking her who was a warrior goddess and one never defeated before. Hephaestus was also afraid of Zeus. Her father had not being kind to the blacksmith before. He wasn't stupid. Why bringing the rage of the Lord of the Universe for a few moments of physical pleasure?

Nothing made sense. Then one of the chaotic memories of what had just happened flashed on her mind with dreadful clarity

"He told me you like it rough…"

She raised her head, her eyes flashing like a sun-touched blade. Standing, the goddess of war run towards Zeus's palace and took the aegis which terrified every soul that placed their unfortunate eyes upon its surface and then armed herself with his sword and her own.

Hephaestus nursed his wounds, weeping. Why everyone mocked him this way? Why did everyone kept humiliating him? Wasn't he kind to them all? Didn't he make them precious gifts and powerful weapons? Wasn't he always given? Why was he damned to mockery and loneliness?

"Into thy feet, pig" A voice growled to him and the blacksmith jumped to his feet as an enraged Athena marched towards him.

"Athena, I…"

"Thou attacked me" She stated calmly although there was iron on her voice. "And I understand now that there was betrayal set upon thee…just the way thou have laid betrayal upon myself"

"No!" He protested "Don't say I have betrayed thy trust. Such accusation is more painful than the sting of the cruel bronze of thy spear. Poseidon came to me before and told me, as a friend would, that thou desired love. He, the most treacherous of us all, also said that neither god nor men would be allowed into thee till their courage and strength was proven and that thy struggle would be but a test to the one hoping to make thee theirs."

Athena clenched her jaw in anger and her glowing eyes narrowed.

"Thou are free of guilt. Still, I had thought in my heart that thou had more wits. No harm will come to thee from my hands, but know now that I shall never put mine trust into thee again."

And then she turned and took her spear from where Hephaestus had put it and picked her shield as well from where it had fallen.

"Cruel words thou stabbed mine hear with. But I keep hopes of friendship and for friendship is that I will say this. Athena, into thy heart I sense righteous anger. But think who thou think on defying. For Poseidon is for little less powerful that the god above us all-thy father- and that if vexed against thee, Zeus would have to defend his brother or his daughter."

"Let him be vexed, and let mine father choose the side he pleases. But this wont be left unpunished"