Category: Greek Mythology
Rating: M
Couples: Athena/Thanatos (no idea where that came from :P)
Warnings: AU, Hints of Lemon as well as Blood
Chapter: 7
Copyright: Greek Gods © By Whomever they belong, Plot & OC´s © by me
Author's Note: I never realized exactly how extended Nyx' family is. Especcially her kids :O I advise readers to have Wikipedia or somesuch open, because otherwise you might get lost in all of them.
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"At any rate, you will lead them." Nyx sat next to Athena, watching her children spar. "Olympus will head you more than me."
"I feel honored." Athena studied every move her in-laws made, judging them. "Will you fight too?"
"Certainly." Nyx winced in sympathy when Achlys, her daughter who clouds the eyes of the dying, landed a particularly painful blow on her brother Moros, who drives mortals to their deadly fate. "I would not send my children into a war I would be unwilling to join myself."
Athena nodded, her grey eyes a blur as they flitted from god to god. One could practically see her thinking, measuring, planning behind those very eyes.
"Would you spar with me?" Nyx drew part of the War-goddess attention back to herself again. "It has been quite a while since I last fought."
"And you want to see whether you still can do it on me?" Athena chuckled. "As you wish."
Nyx waved her children away, both women taking their places on opposite sides of the room. Neither of them spoke, but words were unnecessary. Black eyes bore into stormy grey as Nyx surged forward.
Athena dodged, only to be pulled back: Nyx' hair had wound around the War-goddess' ankle. She did not react to it, merely freeing it with a sharp twist.
Thanatos was not the only one in awe at the display of strength and skill both women displayed. He however was one of two to be aroused by it. Across from him sat his father, a blush gracing the pale cheeks. Mentally he shuddered at the thought of what his parents would do after this. Thankfully those thoughts were evaporated by thoughts about what he wanted to do to Athena. They had not joined after their wedding-night, he respecting her wishes for time to recover, but as time progressed he found it harder to respect those very wishes. Displays like this one didn't help one bit.
A crash tore him from those thoughts. His mother was pressed against the wall, sword against her heaving chest, while Athena had several very sharp hair-strands aimed at her back. It was a draw.
Athena too was panting, her chest heaving in exertion. She stepped back to give her mother-in-law room, but before Nyx could move shadows rose from the ground, the deep voice of Erebus scolding his wife.
Before she could decide whether to be amused or scandalized, someone wheeled her around. Lips covered hers and a powerful body pressed her against the wall where not seconds ago his mother had stood. Thanatos plundered her mouth, his arms like vices around her arms.
"You are more tempting than Aphrodite." He ground out between kisses. "I need you, Athena."
His black wings surrounded her and when he opened them again they were back in his room again. She had no chance to object before his lips were on hers again. His arms were firmly locked around her waist.
"Thanatos…" She breathed, his desire flooding her body. She yelped when the bed hit the back of her legs, making her lose balance and fall on it. He was on her in an instant, his heavy weight pushing her down.
An alien emotion came upon her then: lust. An embarrassed moan slipped from her lips as heat started to pool in her belly. It merely seemed to spur him on, his hands roving her entire body. She yielded to him, desiring all he could offer her. There was no pain this time, only pleasure. And she was sure she could have died from it.
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Thanatos rose from the rumpled bed, cursing softly.
"What is it?" Athena sat upright, causing the sheet to fall down. "Is there something wrong?"
He looked at her and found himself flooded with desire again: her deep-brown hair cascaded over her bare shoulders and a faint hint of lust still shimmered in her silver eyes.
"A group of Titans reached a mortal-city." He said, picking up his torn robe with a look of amusement and discarding it.
"Which one?" She rose, swiftly dressing. At his look she said: "You expect me to let you go alone?"
"Dodona." He sighed. "They`re demolishing the place."
"All the more reason for me to join you." Athena nimbly braided her hair. "Come then, I am ready."
Thanatos would have preferred if she had stayed in his mother`s house, but he knew she would never do that. His black wings carried them swiftly to Dodona, where they found a massacre. Few humans were still in a state where Thanatos did not need to claim them, but most of the inhabitants were slaughtered.
While he took care of the dead, she took care of the living. He found the change that came over them when she appeared amazing. They obeyed her blindly, going so far as to abandon their dead on her behest – even if she did promise them she would take care of those.
A few hours later the survivors were gone from the proud city, leaving only the dead and the immortals.
"Why did your father not come himself?" Thanatos asked, standing next to Athena. The both of them stood next to the sacred oaks of Zeus. Several had been torn down, while the rest had been defiled.
She pointed north. "He fights against the main force. A clever move: sneak a small contingent past the defenses and then attack so your enemy can`t do anything about it."
"Which makes me guess you did not merely come to take care of the mortals." He realized. "You came here to make the Titans regret this move."
"Of course." She started to walk north. "Will you join me?"
"I think I would be a bad husband if I didn`t."
