AUTHOR NOTE: In this story, Ares is described as a handsome god with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. He has a slightly tanned skin. Just so you know.
Zeus was pretty pissed off right now. Not only he got rejected by several nymphs, Persephone is now off limit thanks to his no-good brother Hades, and humiliated in Olympus Idol (which became a no. 1 hit TV show in Greece)—but he did have to admit that it was seemingly random that Demeter would perform a Britney Spears' song—he had enough.
"I'M GOIN' TO CRASH MY BROTHER'S PARTY!" Zeus yelled to no one and then cackled, darkly.
"But first, I need to get rid this annoying stomach pain," Zeus then turned to yell toward Hecate. "HECATE! I NEED HEALING!" he pressed 'E' on his keyboard.
Hecate scowled. "This is not Team Fortress 2, Zeus!"
Thanatos, who was surprisingly in a fancy toga and all, walked in—much to Hecate's confusion.
"Thanatos, why are you dressed like that?" Hecate asked.
"Why, we were invited to Lord Hades' wedding reception. Don't you remember? You were invited as well." Thanatos replied.
"Oh yeah…" Hecate said. "Oh well, better get going before everyone clear up the wedding cakes."
"What about Zeus' stomach pain?" Thanatos asked.
Hecate contemplated for a moment. "Hmmm… should I heal our pain in the ass leader, who never pay us for our service, or… going to the greatest party in the world, held by our just King of the Gods? Tough choices, but I'm going to the party." She snapped her finger and suddenly she was dressed in a beautiful dress. "I'm not going to miss the 100 desserts!"
"Tartarus yeah!" Thanatos cheered. "I'm actually really happy that Lord Hades also extend the invitation to my family as well. I can't wait to meet all of them!"
With that, the two Underworld deities traveled out to Olympus, leaving our asshole Underworld king curled up in pain.
"Damn you all!" Zeus shouted. "Oh well, I guess I have to summon my loyal skeleton warriors then."
Mt. Olympus was busier than ever. And flashier. The wedding of Hades and Persephone was such a great event, all the gods were attending to the reception. Including the Primordials and the Titans. Hades invited Zeus as well, but the King of Underworld refused to come because of his ego—though everyone didn't mind at all because Zeus is such a party popper.
The hosts of the party, Hades and Persephone were seated in two lavish thrones, with Persephone's was decorated with flowers and tree branches made of platinum. Each god happily gave them presents and felicitations.
Demeter and Hera were helping the nymphs with the reception's foods, Aphrodite was chatting with Persephone about the perks of being married, Hephaestus tried to help Apollo to talk with the girls, Hestia looked disappointed as she saw Artemis blatantly flirting with the male gods—she obviously got it from the big bad Zeus.
Hermes seems to get good impressions with the ladies as they seem to enjoy having conversation with him. Some of the ladies looked at Ares longingly, obviously want the handsome God of the Wisdom to join with them as well. But Ares didn't look like he wants to be around them any longer as he kept avoiding to be near with the ladies.
Hermes sighed at this. "Hey Ares. Some of these girls here want to see you. Why don't you talk to them?"
Ares shook his head. "Nah, I think you will be a better companion for them instead of me."
"Come on, bro!" Hermes whined. "You can't just keep being a virgin god forever."
Ares just stared at him. "I'm really sure, Hermes. Besides, who's going to love a god whose daddy is an asshole King of Underworld?"
There was a shriek from a nymph in the background as a group of skeleton warriors suddenly ambushed the wedding cake, much to Tartarus' annoyance. After all, who the Zeus wants to destroy the beautiful cake?
"Umm… Zeus is my dad too, you know…" Hermes replied.
"You know what I'm saying!" Ares retorted, ignoring Persephone, who was currently pelting cakes toward Zeus' skeletons army ambush in the background. In fact, no one seems to realize that they were even being ambushed. Apollo is currently hiding under the table, pelted with tomatoes by the nymphs, who were repulsed by his ugliness. Artemis was... flirting with satyrs? Oh… kay. Demeter was singing some Madonna songs on the party stage, with Hera and Hestia as the backup singers. All the party guests didn't mind of the skeletons marching into the party, with Hades discreetly hurled his Master Bolt toward the skeletons.
"So, what? Aphrodite said that everyone at least has someone that love them."
"Not me, apparently." Ares muttered.
The truth is, Ares didn't want to be with any goddesses or mortals because he has a certain goddess in his mind. Which he always believes that he will never meet her again.
"Don't be negative, brother," Hermes said. "And I bet, that coming from that front entrance over there, your eternal true love will walk in!" he pointed at the Palace's gate which located across the palace—which also decorated lavishly with red and white roses, making it looked romantic, designed by Aphrodite.
"That's logically imposs—"
Suddenly, from the Palace's gate, a beautiful winged goddess walked in. Her thick black wavy hair falls down to her waist. Her eyes are the beautiful shades of light green and her skin is pale ivory. Her gray wings made her looked intimidating though.
The goddess looked like she doesn't want to be here though. Apparently, she's one of the gods that always work and doesn't prefer to relax. Nobody knows why, but there's a rumor that the goddess always busied herself with works because she was heartbroken or something, but there is no proof regarding that.
"If it wasn't for my mother who forced me to be in this party, I would already punish those corrupt lawyer…" The goddess muttered under her breath.
It was then when her light green eyes caught the sight of the familiar dark brown eyes. For a moment, time seems to stop around them.
Oh wait, that's Chronos, the Primordial god of Time. He was currently fainting from the amount of cakes he could eat. Never mind, the time starts again!
"Ares?" She gasped.
"Nemesis?" Ares' eyes widened. 'What the Zeus! She looked so… different from the last time I met her! How come she looked so hot—wait, we're friends, why am I thinking about her like that?'
Hermes grinned. "Dude… this beats any sappy romcoms on TV! I didn't know you already knew Nemesis. I heard that she's the Goddess of Revenge and Retribution or something." he said as he ate the popcorn—don't ask where did he get those. Or when.
Ares looked panicked when his secret crush—I mean, friend is now walking to him. 'Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! She's approaching! What should I do?'
Ares then turned to Hermes. "Hermes! Help me!"
"Wha…?" Before Hermes could reply, Ares immediately dive under the table near him.
Hermes didn't have his answer as he realized that Nemesis is now confused of why Ares suddenly disappeared from her sight and she looked… sad?
'Aw geez… Do I have to do everything myself? Oh wait, I could always ask Aphrodite for help.' Hermes looked around the party only to find Aphrodite already gone with Hephaestus. 'Damn it…'
"Hermes." Nemesis greeted, deadpanned. Yep, she was also famous among the gods for showing no emotion. What a cold goddess…
Maybe the rumor of her being heartbroken seems true.
"Oh hey, Nemmy!" Hermes greeted back, nervously. "Gee, I didn't know you're a party type as well!"
Nemesis rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I never want to be here. But no… my mother said that I should socialize more. So here I am."
"Oh." Hermes said.
"So anyway," Nemesis said. "Have you seen Ares?"
"Umm… my brother? What do you want with my brother?" Hermes asked, discreetly glanced toward Ares' hiding spot.
"Nothing harmful, I can assure you." Nemesis answered. "I… just want to talk to him."
"Uhh…" Hermes then immediately pointed toward the table. "He's hiding over there!"
"What?"
"Damn it, Hermes!" Ares yelled, as his head popped out from under the table sheet. But he immediately gasped when he realized that Nemesis already spotted him. "Crap!"
And now he immediately bolted out from the party room, screaming in terror.
"Ares, wait!" Nemesis immediately ran to follow him.
Hermes sighed. Ares is so going to kill him.
Hades frowned as he finally dispatched the last skeleton. Why Zeus would do this to him? What did he ever do to his young brother?
"Hades?" he turned to see his wife, Persephone. She looked worried. "Are you okay?" she asked, concerned.
"I am fine, my dear." Hades replied. "I just thinking over of what did I do to your father."
Persephone sighed. "I tried to ask mother about that as well, but even she had no idea. She assumed because my father is the God of Envy, he's jealous of you."
"That could be true. But I never want our family to be torn apart. So why he wants to be the one to tear it?" Hades mused.
"Only the Fates know, I guess…" Persephone murmured, sadly.
"Actually, we have no idea as well." Lachesis said to the Fate TV.
Clotho and Atropos nodded in agreement.
Well, if the Fate don't know of this, then who the fuck knows?
The Garden of Olympus looked so beautiful under the night sky. It was built as a wedding gift for Persephone. Gods could enter the Garden if they don't do any damage toward the Garden.
Ares decided to use the Garden as another hiding spot for him.
It was really embarrassing to him. He, the God of Wisdom, Strength, Inspiration, Courage, Loyalty, War Strategy, Military, Law and Justice, and Civilization was hiding from a minor goddess. A beautiful goddess at that.
'Damn it. Why am I such a coward? I should have confronted her and say something!' Ares thought. 'But still, I must have angered her for not seeing her for so long.'
Ares immediately stayed still when he saw Nemesis entered the Garden to find him.
'Never mind. I'm just going to hide from her forever!'
"Ares?" Nemesis called. "I know you're in here. Please… I just want to talk to you…"
Ares kept silent.
"Ares…" Nemesis sighed. "I could see you trying to hide under the small bushes. Your hair is a dead giveaway."
'Damn…' Ares cursed. He slowly stepped away from his hiding spot.
Nemesis' lips formed into a gentle smile. "Ares…" she then hugged him, to his surprise. "I… I missed you…"
Ares awkwardly hugged back and immediately feel relaxed when he inhaled her scent. She smelled like raspberry and lilies.
"Do you… miss me as well?" Nemesis asked, her cheeks have a hint of red.
Ares felt tongue-tied. What should he say? Did he miss her too?
Nemesis looked up to him, as if expecting an answer from him, which make it harder for Ares to answer.
Did he miss her?
He had to admit, Nemesis is the first friend he ever made. Living in Underworld made him feel isolated, which also make him feel alone. Yes, his mother still cares of him, but still, it wouldn't hurt him to have friend around his age. Unfortunately, Underworld is no place for godlings or children.
It was such a miracle to find out that he could find friend in Tartarus' Pit.
Did he miss her?
And then, his mother smuggled him out from Underworld, the action that made Ares feel forever grateful to Hera. He then found out of another side of his family, and being part with them. For the first time, he feels truly belonged. He feels free.
But he never visits Nemesis ever again.
Did he miss her?
"Ares?" Nemesis cut off his thought.
And then he kissed her.
"Aunt Demeter, that is quite a performance." Apollo said as he gave a round applause along with the rest of the guests.
"Thank you, thank you," Demeter bowed. "But honestly, who the Zeus requested me to do some sexified version of Lady Gaga song?!"
Some male gods turned away, whistling awkwardly.
Hermes was sitting on one of the table, drinking some nectar when Hestia approached him. "Nephew?"
"Yes, aunt Hestia?" Hermes greeted.
"Where's Ares?" Hestia asked.
Hermes grinned as he stared at the night sky outside. "I don't know, but what I know is that it's about time for him to get himself a lady!"