Disclaimer: I still don't own Danny Phantom. It will always belong to Butch Hartman, and I will always be just one of his many loyal fans.
CW: Deleted Scenes
Cupid and Psyche
A brief look into Cupid's past and how he grew to be so bitter.
February 15th,
(Takes place the day after Epilogue)
It was exactly one day after Valentine's Day, considered by most to be the most romantic time of the year while others just saw it as a marketing holiday that tried to exploit people into buying meaningless bobbles in the name of love. Overall, most people had spent that day with their special someone, doing romantic things and just being happy together. All but one, a man who had once dedicated his entire existence to the name of love, even if he no longer had it himself.
In the Acropolis of the Ghost Zone, a certain green ghost with red eyes and wings. He resembled a human toddler yet those who knew him would have known that he was in no ways a child, as he had the mind of a man. He was Eros, also known by his alias Cupid who had once been the spirit of love but anyone who saw him now wouldn't have believed it. Instead of his iconic, decorative diaper or his satchel filled with the sacred love arrows, he now wore a dirty grounds keeper outfit and was now carrying a mop.
"EROS! Clean this floor up immediately!...'Pandora, his relative and current slave-driver shouted angrily.
"Yes ma'am…'He sighed as he began mopping the floor.
He hated that woman. He hated his birth name Eros very much. He also hated his new position very much. He was miserable, even more that it was the anniversary of the start of his misery. Exactly one year ago he had gotten involved with those pesky ghost teens Phantom and Mclain, as well as that crazed mortal girl Paulina who had stolen his arrows and imprisoned him. It was bad enough that he had to spend over a day confided in that cramp prison but his mother had decided that he was suited anyone for his job as the spirit of love and she removed him from power and decided to get out of retirement.
Bah! He was no worse that she was when she had been the spirit of love and they both knew it!
"Mother…"The former spirit of love thought as he did his chores.
He was furious with her. She had played loose with her position long before he was even born. She had constantly been philandering with other Gods, spirits and even mortals. The fact that he was born out of wedlock was proof enough that she didn't take love or her duties seriously at all. His mother had smite countless beautiful woman and cause trouble of all kinds but was never truly punished for them yet he was sentence to be Pandora's slave only because he tried to set someone straight. The last straw was when she betrayed him and sent him to this hell when she chose to side with that shrew Ember and her idiotic lover Phantom.
"Phantom and Mclain…"He thought to himself as he continued to mop, his mind filled in an angry haze.
He had been the spirit of love and he knew that Phantom was NOT destined to be with Mclain, they had been enemies for years and the only reason he had cast that spell on Ember was to teach her a lesson for directing love and those above her. He was supposed to crush her heart in order to prove his lesson but he had instead showed her pity and that pity turned into a bond that shouldn't have ever existed!
"Fool…'He thought in disgust in regards to the halfa.
He had been doing his job to try and erase it and would have had that Paulina not captured him and made things worse. His mother had then taken his job and decided to allow the bond between Ember and Danny to stay even though he had never intended for it to even exist.
He was the spirit of love…or he had been.
Only he was allowed to decide who were meant to be and who would never be in love with each other. However, his mother decided to allow the bond between them stay instead of eliminating it like they should have. He knew she had only done it to spite him.
"I hate them…'He thought angrily.
He hated his mother for removing him from power and her blatant hypocrisy. He hated Ember for mocking the topic of love and acting like he was in the wrong. He hated Phantom for being a fool and giving the one he called his enemy a chance when anyone else in the world would have done the opposite.
He hated them all.
He hated that his mother was back at being the spirit of love and that she was no doubt still being coquet with any man that caught her eye like Clockwork. He knew that his mother had her eye on him for several millennia, apparently just being attracted but his power and his ability to "resist" her. His mother was a fool! He knew that Clockwork had as impure, perverse desires for her as every other man who had fell victim to her beauty.
It made him sick to his stomach the thought of his mother with that self-righteous master of time.
"I hated them so much…'He thought once more as he mopped even harder, his fury and misery still stirring within.
He hated Pandora, he hated his mother, he hated Clockwork, he hated that crazed mortal who stole the arrows, he hated Ember for being the cause of his misery and he hated Phantom for making the situation worse when he gave that girl a chance. However, just like each day when he thought about his hate for the people who caused his downfall…his thoughts always ended up being turned to one other person…a person he knew he didn't hate yet should have.
Someone who had caused him to feel misery for the first time for his existence and still did even though he had not seen her in centuries. It was someone who he should have hated even more that de hated his mother.
He wanted to hate her…but he knew that he never could do such a thing...not for her.
"Psyche…'The former spirit of love thought as his fury soon turned into melancholy.
He wondered where she was. He wondered if she learned of what happened to him, that he was no longer the spirit of love. He wondered how she reacted, if she felt sorry for him or thought he deserved it. He didn't know. There was once a time where he and Psyche had been so in love with each other, he would have given her all of the cosmos and more for her. He had loved her so much…yet she stopped loving him and left him.
It was centuries ago yet it still felt as though it was yesterday…when his life ended even if he didn't know it.
FLASHBACK
Ancient Greece
200 A.D
A young spirit was currently making people fall in love, as was it his duty. He was named Eros but the Roman's called him Cupid and he decided that he liked that name more, so everyone called him Cupid now.
'EROS!..."A feminine voice called.
All but one person, he turned around to see his mother Aphrodite, the goddess of love and Beauty and the former spirit of love until he took the mantle less than one century ago.
"Yes mother…"The spirit of love said in annoyance.
"I have an assignment for you…"His mother said seriously.
'What is it?...'He sighed.
Even though she was no longer the spirit of love, she had more power than him and acted like she was his boss. Cupid despite the fact that it was true. He was only 200 years at the most, practically a young man to the other spirits, despite his default form of looking like a child. Thank Zeus that he at least has the ability to transform into an adult male when he had to do undercover work or less he probably would have gone mad at being in this child body for all time.
"I need you to go to Earth, we have a serious matter that must be remedied…"His mother said angrily.
"What has happened?...'He asked with a raised eyebrow. His mother rarely got angry but when she did, it was a terrifying thing. He knew that whatever being that aroused her ire would be in for great misery.
"There is a mortal princess in Greece who must be punished, I had learned that many of her subjects are saying that her beauty is grander than MINE! Some of them are even worshipping her as though she were a goddess herself! I have seen them prating to her and even making offerings and sacrifices that should have been to me!...'Aphrodite shouted, her anger and jealousy noticed on her face.
Cupid raised an eyebrow at that. Most spirits did not like the thought of a mortal being on par with them for anything, it went against the norm so it was understandable that his mother was upset. He however was surprised that there could be a human female that might be even more beautiful than his mother.
He smirked, she must be truly something if she could make his mother this agitated, something even he hardly could accomplish.
"What is it that you want me to do?...'He asked, wanting to get to the point.
"I want you to find this princess and make her fall in love with the most unsavory, uncouth, undesirable man that you can find! It would serve that vain mortal right that all of her beauty to be wasted on a less than adequate husband…"Aphrodite said with a smirk.
Cupid rolled his eyes but complied. He didn't really care and he was used to doing his mother's dirty work now that she was retired. Grabbing his satchel filled with the sacred love arrows, the tools meant only for the spirit of love, he was off.
Unknown to his mother or even Cupid himself, someone was going to fall in love, but it was not whom them expected.
Later at night
In an unnamed Kingdome near Athens
Cupid had arrived to his destination and wasted no time sneaking into the castle. He had heard rumors of the princess that made his mother so furious. Her name was Psyche, and while the king of this land had three beautiful daughters, Psyche was supposed to be the loveliest of them all.
"Let's get this over with…"He sighed, wanting to do this and get back to his own life.
He was invisible and followed some ladies-in-waiting who would lead him to his target. He ended up arriving in a large room and saw two woman being pampered by the servants. They were beautiful but they didn't come to 1/10th of the beauty of his mother, so he knew that they were not his target. He decided to keep looking and checked each of the rooms until he finally arrived to a bedroom that obviously belonged to a royal.
He saw someone in bed and could sense that it was a woman.
"This must be her…"He thought as he kept one of his arrows close to him, he knew that she was sleeping. He was about to shoot her until his curiosity got the better of him. He wanted to see this so-called beauty that could irk his mother so much.
"One look wouldn't hurt…" He thought as he slowly pulled the covers that shield her face. However, once he saw her, his jaw dropped and ended up dropping his arrow, unintentionally scratching himself with it but he didn't notice or care. He was completely mesmerized by the beauty in front of him.
"Oh my…"He breathed in disbelief as he felt so strange.
She was beautiful, more so than even Aphrodite herself.
The woman couldn't have been any older than sixteen years of age. She had long, curled hair that was brighter than gold itself. Her face was like it was chiseled and carved by the Muses themselves. Her skin was the color of ivory yet looked as soft as silk and her figure saw slender, healthy and very much desirable.
"This is Princess Psyche…" He thought in amazement. He felt his heart beating faster than normal but was too absorbed by the beauty before him to care. He felt so many strange things he had never felt before happen as he gazed at her.
"Wait…Am I?...'He thought in disbelief before he panicked.
This wasn't good. He had been the spirit of love for centuries and had seen love happen since he had been born. He could always see and sense the one experiencing love become so entranced by the object of their desire that they could not think of anything else.
Was he actually….taken with her?
He thought about it, she was lovely, more so than even all of the Goddesses of Greece but this was a mortal girl and he was the spirit of love. Not only had that but his mother made her orders clear that this girl should be punished. He was going to do it but he kept looking at her beautiful face. He didn't want to see her fall in love with a disgusting mortal who was not worthy of her. It wasn't right and he didn't like the idea of this girl having to suffer due to his mother's hurt pride.
'I can't believe I am doing this…"He sighed as he picked up his arrow and put it back in his satchel.
He knew that his mother would be furious but he didn't care. He would not do this to Psyche, he couldn't explain why he would not let this happen. She deserved a man who was worthy of her and no less.
The spirit of love left the area. He knew that his mother was going to be furious but he did not care. He was the spirit of love and he would no longer take orders from her! He was not afraid of his mother and he would fight her if he had to. Only he knew who should fall in love and who, how and why someone should be punished. Psyche did not deserve to be punished as far as he was concern and no matter what, she would be with a man who deserved her.
She would be with him!
He was the spirit of love and could give her anything her hearts desired! He did not care if she was a mortal, she would be his. He would protect her from his mother and all others who would hurt her due to being jealous of her beauty.
He was the spirit of love. He was in love with a mortal princess of such beauty and one way or the other, she would be his love and not even his mother would stop him from making that happen.
ONE YEAR LATER
Cupid smiled as he looked at his wife. He was currently in his adult form as his wife found him more attractive and he thought this was a small favor for one so wonderful like his precious Psyche. After so long, so many trials and his mother's constant interfering, he now had Psyche who was not only his wife but a spirit as well, the spirit of soul.
As he predicted, his mother had been furious at his disobedience and tried many times to smite Psyche but was thwarted each time by her son. It had been a troubling year and Psyche had to go through so much before they could be together but their love had proven strong enough and now they were married and living in splendor. He was happy, he had the one he loved and he felt even grander as the spirit of love, especially now since springtime was approaching and that was the best time for him to do his duties.
"I am off…"Cupid said to his beautiful wife.
'Do be careful out there, dear…"Psyche said as she kissed him.
Each spring, Cupid would be gone for weeks at a time as he kept trying to find people who have yet to find their soul mates and try and bring them together, as well as end the pairings that did not belong together and were forged only by lust.
Lust with no love was a very dangerous thing that must end before it's too late.
"You know that I will my darling, all I am going to do is bring lovers together and give them what we have…'He said, earning a blush from his wife.
"I know…I know that your job takes so time…I miss you when you are away but I know your cause is noble, and as your wife, I support you…"Psyche said honestly.
"I will be back soon and each moment I am away, my thoughts and my heart are with you…"He said.
The two spirits kissed before the husband was off to do what he did best. They were both so happy, after so much trials and trouble, they were now man and wife and no force in the world would tear them apart. Aphrodite had tried numerous times but she could not shatter the bond of love that was between Cupid and Psyche.
She would not be the one to destroy what they have between each other.
200 YEARS LATER
It was a cold winter's day in Greece as Cupid had been out doing his routine. Just today he brought two peasants together. They were poor but kind people and he knew that despite some struggles, they would be happy together and have many healthy children. He knew that his wife Psyche would be so pleased once he tells her of his latest exploits.
She always loved listening to his stories. He also loved how big her smile got when he showed her the people whom truly belonged together as the soul mates that they were. As the spirit of love kept flying, he suddenly felt a strange sensation and frowned as he realized what it was. He didn't have to look more than a dozen feet away to see something that made his temper sore and his stomach church. He saw his mother Aphrodite kissing Adonis, some mortal pretty boy with as much intelligence of an olive!
"Mother..." Cupid coughed, not even bothering to hide his disgust. His mother and her boy toy turned and noticed him though her arms were still around her obvious lover.
"Hello there my son, how is everything going? No trouble doing your duties?..." His mother asked, acting like she wasn't acting so disgusting with a man she had no intention of marrying.
"Everything is fine mother, I have just managed to bring a young farmer and a seamstress together and I can tell that their union will be a fruitful one..." Cupid said without missing a beat.
"That is what I like to hear. Well done Eros..." Aphrodite clapped while her son only sent her a dirty look.
"Mother, I have already asked you. I am to be called Cupid from now on..." The cherub sighed in annoyance.
"Why on earth are you using that appellation of the Roman's? I am your mother and I named you. I will always call you Eros..."Aphrodite said dramatically to her offspring. Cupid resisted the urge to roll his eyes and was about to leave only for his mother to get in front of him.
"Me and Adonis were going to go and get some tea, come with us Eros…"Aphrodite asked.
"No thank you mother, it's getting late and I am to be getting home, Psyche is making moussaka tonight…" Cupid said, earning a frown from his mother.
"You're still with that girl?..."Aphrodite asked with her arms crossed.
"Yes I am mother, we have had our 200th anniversary just a week ago, remember…"Cupid said with an eye roll while his mother still looked like she was disappointed.
He didn't care, she hated Psyche only because she was prettier than her, which was pathetic as far as he was concerned.
"I am just surprised, I would have figured that would have outgrown her by now or something…'Aphrodite said with a shrug, getting a scowled from her son.
"What do you mean by that?..." Her son demanded and tried hard not to lose his temper with her.
"I just figured that by now you might have tired of her and would have found someone more suited for you…"Aphrodite said callously.
"Like the way you did when you tired of my father!..."Cupid thought angrily but bit back and chose, more calmly, to say this: "I will have you know that I will NEVER leave or tire of my Psyche…I happen to LOVE her very much and there will be no other more suited for me than her…."Cupid said with absolute conviction.
His mother just rolled her eyes and then left with Adonis to go back to their disgusting display of philandering. It made him so furious of how his mother, the former spirit of love could be so disgusting!
Their duty was towards love but his mother was little more than flirt and a minx who only did things to satisfy her own desires and whims. It has always been like this for as long as he could remember. He knew that his father Ares was never married to his mother, nor was he her first lover and he was most definitely not her last. It enraged him that he had been born out of wedlock, making him feel like he wasn't even a product of true love, just lust. It always made him angry when he had to see his mother seducing another man just to satisfy her whims. Adonis was her latest fixation but he knew that as soon as her mother came across another, more powerful or physically desirable man, she would leave him and start seducing the new one.
It was the same old story with her and it made him angry!
"I cannot believe you were once the spirit of love…"Cupid thought angrily before leaving.
As much as he wanted to get back at his mother, his powers had no effect on her or her lovers. It was because she had more power than him and while she was a flirt, she was extremely protective of her respective lovers until she left them.
That just frustrated him so much…He felt such raw and anger and disgust that he…he….he had to let it out and do something befor-
"HOW DARE YOU!..."Was suddenly heard loudly.
Cupid became invisible and went to where the scream originated. He went to some small hovel and entered the place. There he saw a young, attractive woman who he could tell was a prostitute and a man who was much older than her.
"Get out of here right now you harlot…"The man said harshly.
"You said that you loved me and were going to marry me…" The skimpy woman said furiously.
"Why on earth would I marry a soiled dove! You are just a prostitute and a beggar as well. I cannot have my family's good name associated with you…" The man said haughtily.
"May all of the Gods smite you!..."The prostitute shouted before she ran out crying.
Cupid had witness the entire exchange and crinkled his nose in disgust. While he did not like prostitutes, he liked what the man did even less. Promising love he had no intention of giving was one of the worse offenses he could think of in the presence of the spirit of love.
"This will not do, I should do something to punish this man, but what?...'Cupid thought, trying to think of the best punishment to give someone who clearly did not respect love at all, using it as a means for sexual pleasure.
It reminded him too much of his mother and her many lovers, how their actions always caused his ire and made him wish to do things if he could like make one of her mother's lovers fall for an undesirable and-
"That's it…" Cupid thought as a mischievous smirk adored his face.
This man said his family's good name could not be associated with prostitutes or beggars….Well, why don't we change that.
Cupid went out and search all over town for the most pitiful, ugliest beggar he could find. He managed to find one, a miserable, homely thing with bad teeth. The spirit of love pulled one of his special arrows and recited a brief incantation, the arrows were now glowing and he felt such thrills.
This was going to be good.
Later that evening
Cupid had arrived home with a satisfied look on his face, which was noticed by his lovely wife Psyche.
"Had a good day dear?...' Psyche asked her husband who nodded.
"More or less, I had a run in with some undesirables but I managed to handle it…"Cupid said as he sat on his favorite chair.
"What do you mean?..." Psyche asked curiously, feeling a little wary of the smirk on her husband's face. She has seen it only few times before but never at this level.
Cupid began to tell her of what he did to that man and the ugly beggar. He told her that the man was a scoundrel who abused love and needed to be punished, so he cast a spell on him to fall in love with the ugliest beggar in their village. However, he also was sure that the beggar, despite her desperations, would hate the man and refuse his advances, thus making him experience heartbreak. As he told his tale, his wife lost her curious expression in favor of a shock one.
"You…You made that man fall in love with that woman? Just so he could be rejected?...' Psyche asked slowly.
"He needed to be punished, that man does not care for love, only psysical pleasure and he deserves the humiliation of not only loving such an ugly creature, but being rejected by it as well…" Cupid said with a smirk.
It had felt so good doing such a thing. That made reminded him too much of his mother during her affairs and he had always wanted to see how she would get if she was rejected. He would never know such a thing, no man could deny or resist the spirit of love unless they were more powerful than her, and even then, they had desires for her.
True the mortal man was nowhere near close, but he felt good to do this to him.
"You…You just called the woman an "it"…"Psyche said, not liking the way he said it.
"So, she was just a beggar and it's not like she got hurt or anything…" Cupid said with a shrug.
"But the man did….'Psyche pointed out.
"He deserves it…" Cupid said seriously.
Psyche was silent. She knew that she didn't like this. True, that man was rotten for breaking his promise, even if the woman was a prostitute and he did deserve to be punished but she didn't like her husband making him love someone just to face heartache.
It didn't seem right.
Psyche chose to remain quiet and went to get dinner ready. It was a long day and she was certain that this was probably just a one-time thing. She knew that while her husband had a temper on him, he has a good heart and there was a chance that he was right. Maybe the man did deserve this as his punishment but that would be it. She doubted he would keep doing stuff like this all the time, her husband was not that kind of spirit.
Was he?
300 years later
Psyche sat in despair as springtime had arrived. She was force to witness her husband perform his duties but also act in such unethical ways to the mortals of Earth.
She had seen him make some blacksmith's wife leave him only because the man had not paid his respects to the proper yet God's this year. He also saw some spoiled daughter of a merchant be married off to an uncouth farmer who couldn't be more different from her. He also saw her husband make a solider engage and rather…uncompromising acts with his fellow men. No matter how you looked at it, these people were not destined for a happy love life, all because her husband had decided they did something bad and he needed to punish them. It was one thing to punish mortals for being bad but what of the mortals who did not deserve such things, such as the tailor who had to see his daughter run away with a roman solider. Or the fisherman who's brother had to marry a prostitute and so much more.
All he said was this…."They are mortals and they must learn respect….Pain is a wise teacher and love can hurt, my dear…"Cupid said before making another person fall in love with an undesirable.
Psyche did not like this at all! She did not like the man who she shares her bed with. Her husband was no longer the kind spirit that she had come to love with all her heart. She doesn't know what made him change but she did not like this change. She did not like a man who lacked compassion, even if it was towards mortals, whom she had once been as well.
"What has happened to you ,my love?...' Psyche thought in disappointment.
She couldn't keep living like this! It always hurt her when she saw Cupid pull such sadistic acts, claiming that he was doing was some right and just. Even if he was right and she was wrong, she did not like seeing him make people fall in love with someone and then set them up for heartbreak and suffering.
Love was a beautiful, wonderful thing that was to be cherished. It was sacred and it was not meant to be abused or exploited in such a way…and the one who was known as the embodiment of love was the one who was doing the very thing he said he hated seeing.
"I can't do this anymore…"Psyche thought in despair.
She could not keep living like this. She could not be with someone who had no compassion to the mortals of Earth. True they were flawed creatures but they were not all bad but her husband acts like they are little more than objects or playthings for him.
She just can't be with someone like that…not anymore anyway.
The spirit of soul got out of her bed and went to start writing in a scroll. Come morning, she would no longer be here and she knew that her husband would be heartbroken. This broke her heart as well. She didn't want to do this but as he said before…
"Pain is a wise teacher…and love can hurt…"Psyche said as she wiped away a tear as she continued to write her last message to her Cupid.
The Next Morning
Cupid had been sitting in the same corner, holding the scroll, re-reading it many times over but he still could not accept that it was true. He had woken this morning and his wife was not next to him as she had been each morning for the last five hundred years. He had searched all over their home to find her but she was not there. He only found a rolled up scroll nearby with his name on it. He picked it up and nearly dropped it with what he read what was on it.
It just couldn't be so…
"Dear Cupid,
I am sorry that you must find out this way but I am leaving forever. I know this is hard for you to understand but I cannot keep living like this anymore. I know you take your duties seriously as the spirit of love but I cannot be with someone who is not merciful with love for the humans he must care for. I tried turning a blind eye to it for the last few years but I just can't anymore.
Don't try and find me because I am already long gone from Greece and I will never return. Despite everything that has happened, I still love you and I hope that you won't weep too much for me.
Goodbye forever,
Your one-time wife, Psyche.
P.S: Despite everything, if you find someone else to love in my place, I will understand. Just because it didn't work out with us does not mean I want you not to have love, even if it's not with me anymore"
Cupid had re-read the same message over and over again but still wished that it was all some sick joke.
"No…No…NO PSYCHE! You can't leave me!..." Cupid shouted as he sprang as he went outside and tried to find his wife.
He had to find her and make her come back to him. He spent the next few days and nights searching all over Greece, Europe, Egypt and many other places but he could not find his beautiful Psyche anywhere After several weeks of searching, the heartbroken, exhausted and very angry spirit of love growled, unable to accept this.
'No…NO!...' He shouted as his arrows and he started glowing red and thunder was shouting everywhere.
"NO! How could she leave me?! I am the spirit of love and I have given her everything!..."Cupid shouted as he sent a blast, obliterating a nearby tree.
'EROS!..."He turned around to see his mother Aphrodite approached him with a worried look on her face.
"What is going on? I sense a disturbance and I have been looking for you…"The mother reached out for her son who only swatted her hand away.
"Don't touch me! This is your fault! You made her leave me didn't you?!..." Cupid shouted in accusation.
'What? What are you talking about?..." Aphrodite said in absolute confusion.
"Don't play the fool, you always hated her and you didn't want us together…well, today you got what you wanted!..." Cupid shouted with years rolling down his face.
Aphrodite was shocked until her brain finally clicked and realized what he was talking about but she couldn't believe it.
"What has happened my son? And where is Psyche?...' Aphrodite said slowly and carefully to her son, trying to show him that she truly didn't have anything to do with this.
Her son handed him the scroll and Aphrodite was horrified by what she read on it. Yes, she always hated Psyche and wished her son had never married her, she often dropped hints of wanting her son to leave Psyche and find another lover but she didn't expect this.
"P-Psyche left you?...'Aphrodite said in shock, earning an infuriated look from her son.
"Congratulations…You got what you wanted…." Cupid shouted before disappearing in a whirlwind of hearts before the mother could get to him.
'Eros, come back! Let's talk about it…" Aphrodite shouted as she teleported to wherever her boy was right now.
She knew that she didn't like Psyche and wanted her boy with someone else but she didn't want his heart to be broken. Once she managed to get to his home, she saw her son sitting on the floor, holding the sacred love arrows with an emotionless expression on his face.
"My precious son, I know that you are in pain but I would never have wanted this…" Aphrodite said as she touched his shoulder, he didn't even flinch….
She could sense the emotions inside her child and could almost weep for him. It was anger, heartbreak, despair and misery all mixed into his being. Aphrodite may have been a lot of things but she did love her son tremendously and wanted him to be happy.
She didn't like seeing him like this.
"Maybe…Maybe I can get Hephaestus and the others to start a search party and find the girl…" Aphrodite offered. As much as she hated Psyche and wanted her to suffer for what she did to her boy, she knew her son would be miserable unless she came back unharmed.
"No…Don't bother…" Cupid said in a dead tone.
"Er-…"She started but was stopped by his glare.
"MY NAME IS CUPID! GET OUT!...' He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Aphrodite blinked but sighed. He was much too raw right now to be reasoned with and he needed time to blow off some steam.
"Very well but I will be back later to talk to you, my son…' Aphrodite said as she felt the area.
She would be back later to try and help him through his first broken heart and unpleasant time all spirits of love experienced at one point or the other. Despite it all, she hoped that he would get better and soon.
Cupid remained in the floor, not moving and not saying anything for a long time. After what felt like forever, he got up and grabbed his satchel of arrows.
"Goodbye my love.." He whispered before going out.
No matter what he was still the spirit of love and he had a job to do. He would not let Psyche continue to hurt him since she did the most painful thing possible to him. No matter what, he was the spirit of love and if Psyche didn't like how he performed his duties, than that was her own problem!
He was the spirit of love and no one knew of love better than he did! Psyche was wrong and sooner or later, she would come back and beg his forgiveness, but until then, she was dead to him!
He was the spirit of love and love was his forte! He was never wrong about that.
Present time
He was wrong about many things that day. Psyche never came back to him and he didn't forget out her even if he should have. He spent countless times trying to search for her on his own but he never found her. She didn't want him to find her, she was gone and he had nothing now.
No wife, no powers and no freedom.
He wanted so much to be angry and hate Psyche for what she did. She would have deserved his anger and ire since she hurt him in such a way. She would have deserved his hate!
"Eros! Now that your done mopping the halls, it's time to start dusting the living room!...' Pandora ordered.
"Yes ma'am…" Cupid said as he picked up the feather duster and did his task.
He wanted to hate and be angry at Psyche more than anyone else in the world. He wanted to hate her for leaving him; he wanted to be angry at her for thinking that he was any less than the perfect spirit of love.
He wanted to hate her….
But he missed her too much for that….
"Wherever you are, I bet you are pleased by this….my love….'He thought sadly as he kept doing his chores.
Unknown to him, someone had been watching him from a distance with sad eyes. It was a stunningly beautiful woman in a light blue Greek dress, green eyes and pale skin that looked flawless, along with golden hair. It was Psyche.
"Oh Cupid…If only you could have seen it…" Psyche sighed as she put her telescope away.
Every day she would not come to this spot and see what has become of her former husband but no one, not him, nor Pandora or even Aphrodite knew where she was or what she was doing. Despite having not spoken to her ex-husband since that sad day so long ago, she still watched over him, hoping to see a change in him. When she learned what had happened last year, she only felt sorrow and disappointment as she knew that eventually his actions were going to have severe consequences. Now he was paying for them in a very grueling and tiring way.
She didn't want this to happen to him, she had hoped that he would have learned some compassion…because she wanted to come back to him.
She missed him so much and longed to go back to when they had been so happy together but each day she had seen him become angrier and angrier She knew he was angry because of her and because of the consequences of his mistake. She never wanted this but it was beyond her control now. She could only hope that by the time his punishment was over, he would understand and remember the true meaning of love again.
Just like the love they had shared once upon a time.
"One day...You will remember...I am sure of it..." Psyche said to herself.
The beautiful spirit then left that place but sent one last glance to the one she had loved so greatly. Many someday he would change and become the person she loved so much again. She would wait for that day patiently until the end of time.
Pain is a wise teacher and love hurts but it once the pain healed, all that would be left was wisdom and forgiveness.
The End
That was the last of the deleted scenes. I personally had a blast writing this thing.
For old times' sake, here are my REPLIES to my loyal and totally awesome reviewers:
Guest(1): Sorry for the long wait, chapter 3 had been updated recently.
Feurrige: Maybe….Maybe not….
Invader Johnny: Just as Romeo and Juliet.
Guest(2): You certainly had him pegged.
Spectrer: You're welcome….
Guest(3): True but Kitty's dad was trained to sense even the most subtle form of "insubordination".
:) It's been a blast everyone :)