CHAPTER 3
HERMES'S POV
Not wanting to get on Hera's nerves I flew as fast as I could to Earth scanning Earth while flying. After 3 hours of searching for Zeus I couldn't find him.
Dang I thought
Why did Apollo have to throw him so far I whined
A little push would have been nice I grumbled
To find Zeus I have to act like Athena….what would Athena do? I thought
PUT HER THINKING CAP ON! I squealed happily
Or try to find out where Apollo would have thrown Zeus I added
Where would have Apollo thrown Zeus I thought suspiciously
N-No….. It can't be I thought in horror
I started flying back to Olympus until an hot searing jolted pain flashed in my body. The last thing I saw was a passing yellow streak.
HESTIA'S POV
I stood there dumbfounded watching the gate where Zeus was thrown. I have spent 2000 years in banishment waiting for my revenge and it has come! But with great joy comes great tragedy, and I have paid dearly for my revenge now fading because of Zeus. Even though I am fading my plan for my daughter has not failed me yet so I must go along with this one as well.
"I Hestia daughter of Rhea and Kronos, goddess of the Hearth and Home give Este daughter of Hestia and Hephaestus my domains and my powers as well. May she use my powers wisely and may the Last Olympian live on." I proclaimed as I bow before my daughter.
"Mom…" Este said with tears forming in her eyes falling to her knees.
"Rise Este daughter of hearth and forge for your mother's wish has been granted." Hera said
"I-I need some air." Este blurted as she ran from the council room. At the corner of my eye I saw a tinge of golden locks move from the council room.
ESTE'S POV
WHAT JUST HAPPENED THERE!? I screamed in my mind. I walked back and forth on the balcony
You're the new hearth and home goddess. An unfamiliar voice commented in my head
Oh the twelve save me I mind cursed as I fell from the balcony.
HEYYY GUYSSSS Sorry for not updating. I was in Georgia in the woods where there were no Wifi. -_- I won't regularly post things like this, but if I do then it must be bad. Bold letters, dark words.
