Category: Greek Mythology

Rating: M

Couples: Athena/Thanatos, Ares/OC, Apollo/OC

Warnings: AU, Blood (read: war), hints of Lemon

Chapter: 10

Copyright: Characters & places © By Whoever owns Greek Mythology, Plot & OC´s © by me

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In the end, Ares had not been exaggerating when stating this would be a storm they could only ride out: in a matter of minutes the assembly had descended into a shouting-match. The twins flanked their mother as was their wont and he could see the sadness flood their beings as several uncles started to once more demand the divorce of Athena and Thanatos.

Those two remained impassive, having become used to it. But then everything changed when Apollo ended with the statement: "No Olympian should be with Death, it's a disgrace at best!"

Eirene froze at that, her eyes widening in horror as she thought back to a day so long ago when her mother had told her what she was the Goddess of… 'You, my gentle Eirene, are the Goddess of Peace, the Death of War.' Those had been Athena's words. She was Death as much as her father.

"Liar!" Her voice, normally meek and silent, echoed in the room as she stalked forward towards him, throwing the Gods completely off-guard. "If that is true, then you are a liar." She stated coldly, meeting his eyes furiously. "And I want nothing to do with Gods that do not even honor themselves." She grabbed the necklace she was wearing, his gift to her for her 20th birthday and threw it at his chest. "That I would see the day where the God of Truth turned out to be a liar." Tears appeared in her eyes as she looked at him. Then she turned and ran.

"Eirene!" Athena got up half-way as the young woman ran past her.

"I'll follow her." Andronicia assured the Goddess, throwing a sad glance to Ares. She ran out the Hall after her sister, calling out to her. She was unsuccessful, as the beating of a set of wings proved.

Athena stood there frozen, no longer hearing anything that was being said as she stared at the door her two daughters had run out off.

And then she only saw red. She had had enough of her family rejecting Thanatos at every turn. She had had enough of Apollo droning on and on about how unfitting he was for her and meanwhile woe her daughter, whether he knew she was that or not. After 70 years, Athena was no longer going to stand for it.

Apollo barely managed to avoid the spear hurtling at his face. He looked up to see a face he had not seen for 70 years: Athena was enraged beyond words, her silver eyes flashing in fury.

"A disgrace at best?" She echoed, snarling. "No Olympian should be with Death? My dear brother, you are a liar and a hypocrite and I have grown sick and tired of you insulting my family every day for the past few years!"

Her spear returned to her hand as she advanced towards him. "For years now you have insulted my husband and boycotted our marriage at every corner. I might have forgiven you that, but this last thing was the straw!" She seemed to grow at every step, her anger manifesting in pure power radiating off of her.

Ares feared where this was going, but he knew better than to interfere: she had always bested him and now would be no different. He also knew that she wouldn't stop at stabbing Apollo only once: she'd dice him into neat little cubes and possibly scatter them over the world or some such.

Zeus realized the same as he saw the look in his daughter's eyes: the very same she had had when facing her grandfather Kronos in the second Titanomachy. He had to do something or he'd need months or possibly even years to find all pieces of Apollo again. Besides, she was overreacting anyway.

"Father, no!" Ares screamed as he saw what was about to happen, but he was too late: the thunderbolt hit Athena square in her chest. For a moment she resisted, only terrified disbelief on her face, and then her body was flung backwards and landed at Thanatos' feet. The personification of Death had not moved and he still did not, only looking down at his wife.

He slowly reached down, gently resting his fingertips on her cheek. She did not move, but a small arc of electricity stunned him into removing them again.

"Was she not your favorite?" He wondered softly. "How come then that you turn against her like this?"

He rose from his seat, gently scooping her up. "It shall be as you wish, Zeus."

The flesh melted from his bones, leaving nothing but bleak white. "I will no longer reside at Olympus, but if you think even for a moment I'd not take my wife with me, you are sorely mistaken." His wings rose threateningly. "And you, Apollo, do not think you'll get away from this unpunished." His calm voice was deceptive as long locks of black hair fell to the ground, indicating his flesh melting was progressing. "You will sorely regret this. I will ensure so myself." The next moment he was gone, fading into the shadows as only a child of Erebus and Nyx could.