For hours, the godly trio trekked through the island of Cythera. Aphrodite had been growing restless with the multiple twists and turns they had to make. They trudged through sandy beaches, and over the mountainous terrain.

As the duo walked, Aphrodite tripped over a tree root. The poor goddess fell onto a pile of dead leaves and rabbit droppings. Horrified, she shrieked. The sudden noise caused the remaining birds nearby to hurriedly fly away from their nests – their wings flapping loudly as they fled from the orange and yellow leafed trees. Polemistís also began to cry – the sudden screech scaring the poor child. Aphrodite hurriedly scrambled to her feet, nose scrunched in disgust as she took a whiff of the air.

Perseus, who was only a few feet ahead of the dirty goddess, was startled at Aphrodite's horror-filled scream. Attempting to sooth the hysterical baby, he turned around quickly to assess the situation – only to be met with the site of his female companion quickly getting up from a pile of leaves with a disgusted look on her face. Chaos raised an eyebrow when he saw her sniff herself.

"Eww!" Aphrodite groaned out. Face still laced with disgust. Taking a moment to look at her dirty chiton, the goddess choked back a sob.

She raised her head towards the Creator in an almost pleading manner. 'As if she wanted me to end her suffering.'

Perseus gave an exasperated sigh as he began walking towards her. "Can't you just flash yourself clean? You're a goddess, are you not?"

Aphrodite huffed and placed her hands on both her hips. "Well, you're the Creator of the Universe, are you not? You have much more experience with your power than I could ever dream of. I am only five centuries old. I've roamed this island for decades before my adoptive family took me in. Now that their gone, I have nowhere else to go. I also had no one to teach me how to "flash-myself-clean". So, I'm sorry for asking for your assistance." The annoyed goddess glared at him in challenge.

Perseus narrowed his eyes at her, subconsciously bringing the child closer to his chest. "Now, you may be helping me on my mission, but you have no right to speak to me in such a manner. I have done you no wrong. As a matter of fact, if I was not on this island, you would have most likely been raped by those titans. Taken to Orthrys, forced upon, and the child killed. I don't appreciate you being sarcastic. I was not aware of you not knowing how to use the power bestowed upon you as a goddess. I will help you, but I want you to understand one thing. I will not tolerate disrespect. I enjoy the playful banter, may the Void be aware that I appreciate the company, but I do not enjoy you being rude."

At Aphrodite's downcast face, Perseus' gaze softened. The First Being raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. The noise from the snap resonated, causing a ripple to form through the trees and undergrowth, like a drop of rain hitting still water. The wind picked up a bit, causing Aphrodite's long hair to sway. Slowly, the sticks and leaves disappeared from her head followed by the dirt and rabbit droppings on her chiton. The bruises and scrapes on her body slowly vanished as well leaving smooth olive colored skin covered by a clean, newly repaired white Doric chiton. The splinters on her bare feet disappeared as well.

When Aphrodite looked as clean as a whistle, Perseus gave her a small smile. A smile which she shyly returned. The goddess opened her mouth to speak, but no words left her small lips. Realizing that no words left her lips, she stepped forward until she was right in front of Chaos, and hugged him. Though, careful not to disturb Polemistís.

Chaos' eyes widened in surprise, having not been used to the sudden contact. He looked down at Aphrodite, as he was about a foot taller than her. Aphrodite laid her left cheek on his chest, listening to his heart beat at a quick pace. She could tell that Chaos was startled by the hug. She felt stupid for hugging him all of a sudden, but she felt she had to. She had been rude to him even after he saved her and Polemistís from those brutes. She spoke in a whispered voice, eyes downcast in regret. "I'm sorry."

Chaos, not expecting neither the hug nor the apology, tensed up. Aphrodite took that as a sign to let go of him. She realized that the moment was a bit too much for him. As she was letting go, Aphrodite felt a strong arm wrap around her and his chin rest on the top of her head. She felt safe. She felt that nothing could ruin this moment, that nothing could harm her. A lone tear fell from her right eye. She hugged Chaos closer.

Aphrodite was so caught up in the moment that she almost didn't hear what he said. "It's alright. It is you, to whom, I should be apologizing to. I did not mean to make you feel ashamed of your actions. You are overwhelmed. I am sorry for bringing that up. I was being insensitive."

Aphrodite shook her head, releasing him from their hug. "No, I was being rude. I had no reason to be disrespectful to you. You saved us, after all." She sniffed and wiped away her tear tracks. She steeled herself. They had important matters to attend to. Crying and being sorry for herself was only slowing them down. "Anyway, we need to hurry towards Mt. Olympus. The titans would have likely informed Kronos of you already. Staying on this island any longer would only bring more problems."

Perseus nodded at her, still a bit unsettled with the hug. He steeled his nerves once more. She was right, they needed to hurry. Kronos would have sent someone after them by now. "Yes, let us be off. We have a long journey ahead of us. We must not delay any longer." With that said, the trio, once again, headed north towards the edge of the Cythera.

Little did they know that a certain female, child-eating, monster witnessed the entire scene. Lamia – a tall, pale, half serpentine, fair-faced monster – grinned a fang-filled, malicious smile at the retreating figures. She saw the whole spectacle from her hiding spot in the bushes, and, to be honest, the new-found information she had acquired was most intriguing. 'The Creator of the Universe, ay?' she mused to herself. 'What fool would believe that that male was the Khaos. The Khaos was the very personification of the infinite space. The void that created everything. The Khaos was considered omnipotent, omnipresent, and omniscient. A being that held too much galactic importance to even bother making a form.'

Of course, this was the belief of nearly all the living organisms that held residence in the mortal plane. The Protogenoi hid their secrets well. They even changed their creator's name for Chaos' sake, choosing to keep their word. They promised each other to keep Chaos' true identity a secret from their children. The Protogenoi believed that they were the only worthy beings to know their creator's true identity.

Lamia cared little on the matter of whether or not he was truly the Khaos – she believed it to be a lie, anyway. All that mattered to the female monster was that her master would be proud of her. She found the child, male and female her master's sons informed her master of. She licked her pale lips with her forked tongue. They will make a fine meal for her and the others who were sent with her.

Lamia's long black hair swayed in the wind. She turned her head back towards the group of hungry beasts behind her. She gave them a grin-filled nod. Insanity and hunger shining in their eyes. They grinned evilly back in her direction.

Lamia turned her head back towards the trio. When she saw they were at a safe enough distance, she and the other monsters left their hiding spots. Lamia slithered onto the dirt path. Her orange- purple tail slithered forward towards the direction her targets went. The group of monsters following her from the shadows.

Lamia followed them all the way towards the edge of the island. The trip took many days, but once she saw the male and female stop at the edge of the beach, she knew it was time for her to attack. Her small squad of monsters were growing restless every passing day. She unsheathed her curved celestial bronze daggers from sheathes at her sides.

The monsters, seeing Lamia unsheathe her weapons, unsheathed theirs as well. Armed with swords, axes, daggers, clubs, and bows, the group prepared their attack.

It took Chaos and Aphrodite nearly two weeks to reach the northern beach of Cythera. They were both exhausted from their long trek. They had little sleep, and their hunts only consisted of rabbits, berries, and water from a nearby river. Aphrodite collapsed onto her knees, head back, and hands on the cool sand behind her. She could finally rest a bit. Chaos sat on the dry sand, legs spread, hands on his knees. He went to touch his toes. His black toga gathering sand and his leather sandals worn and torn.

Polemistís was gently laid on the sand between the two deities, blanket spread out around him. The baby giggled, lifting his chubby arms and legs into the air.

Aphrodite sighed in relief. "Finally. I was beginning to believe we would never make it."

Chaos nodded in agreement with a content smile on his face. "I know we could have just flashed here, but we needed all our energy to flash to Greece. At least to Sparta, then to Corinth, then to Delphi. We need all our energy to make those trips."

Aphrodite, eyes closed, listening to the sound of crashing waves, nodded. "I understand, but we will do that in the morning." She yawned. "I'm so tired, Perseus. So, very, tired." With that said, she laid herself on the sandy surface with a long yawn. She stretched her entire body, hands clenched behind her, toes pointed forward towards the sea.

Chaos yawned as well. He decided to rest as well, but all thoughts of sleep were abruptly shoved to the back of his mind when he heard the sound of blades being drawn behind them. He turned towards the sound of the noise. Chaos paled a bit at the site of monsters armed to the teeth with weapons and armor. 'It seems they arrived sooner than we anticipated.' The Creator thought as he shook Aphrodite awake.

With a groan, Aphrodite reluctantly opened her eyes and sat up. "What?" she growled out. Chaos pointed in the direction of the approaching monsters. Aphrodite, with her eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, looked towards the direction her companion was pointing before she paled at the site. "Oh no." She whispered before picking up little Polemistís. She quickly rose to her feet followed by Chaos.

Chaos quickly summoned a xiphos and handed it to Aphrodite. "Do you know how to use this?" he asked urgently.

Aphrodite shook her head at him. "No!"

"Well, then try your best. I will take care of them. Protect the child as best as you can." Chaos shoved the sword into her right hand before he summoned another one for himself.

"How am I supposed to use this?!" She said as she lifted the sword with both hands. Polemistís was placed in a basket she summoned (Chaos had been teaching her the basics of her powers during their journey) behind her.

"First of all, it's a one-handed blade!" He yelled towards her as he marched towards the approaching monsters. (Aphrodite had one of her hands let go of her sword). "Second of all, try not to get hit." With that said he charged at the monsters.

"Are you kidding me?!" Aphrodite yelled as she ran after him. "How do you expect me to use this correctly if you don't tell me how to use this blasted sword properly?!"

"I don't!" he yelled back. He ran faster towards the charging group of monsters. "Stay with the child! I don't want either of you getting hurt on my watch. I know who the father is. Summon him if you can!"

Aphrodite turned around, running back towards Polemistís. She grabbed the basket, and ran towards the water.

Kneeling at the water's edge, Aphrodite carefully placed the basket next to her. She looked back at were Chaos was battling the group of monsters. She turned her attention back to the raging ocean and began to pray to the boy's father. 'Lord of the vast oceans, hear my plea. Your presence is needed on the island in the sea. Eldest son of Earth and Sky, hear Cythera's battle cry. Child of the eldest, come shield your son.' Aphrodite prayed. She prayed he would come. She prayed he would help protect his son.

Minutes passed with no response. Aphrodite was about to give up when she felt the shift in the ocean. The scent of the sea grew stronger than before. In front of her, the water began to form into what looked like a small whirlpool before it began to rise. The rising water continued to swirl around before the water dispersed into mist revealing a large man holding a sea-serpent that coiled around his left arm. His tanned skin glowed from under the moonlight and stars. His inky black hair reached his shoulders. Two lobster claws were on his head like horns. The man smiled at Aphrodite kindly, his green eyes portraying a raging sea.

"Hello Aphrodite." He greeted. A kind smile on his face.

"Oceanus…" she breathed out.

Okay. As you can clearly see, I have edited and sort of rewrote my story. I felt it should have been longer. I also thought that adding the baby would make it a bit more interesting. Though, I have a question. Would the scene where Chaos helped Aphrodite lactate (when he placed her hands on her breasts) make this story rated 'M'? I'm not sure. Someone please tell me. I did not want this story to seem sexual.

I also want to say that when Chaos said he didn't know any other way around it, I was relaying a message through him. I couldn't think of anything else. I hope you understand.

I would also like to make it clear that I am most likely not going to pair Chaos up with anyone. He will strictly be "forever alone". Maybe. I thought of making a sequel to this story once I finish it. Don't know. I'm not going to worry about that right now. This story has a long way to go. Maybe it will be more than thirty chapters. Like I said, I don't know.

Any who, I want your thoughts on this version of the story. Was it good, bad, iffy? Review for me. Your support is most appreciated. It inspires me to write more for you. I might even update faster if you comment.

I'm not ofreakingk, out!