Title: Asunder
Part: 3/?
Author: Druid
Feedback: Yes, please! I can't improve if you don't tell me what needs working on at ardcypher5@yahoo.com or just hit the review button.
Pairing: A/J C/S
Category: Mpreg, Humor, Drama (and maybe a little angst thrown in there for good measure).
Website:
Archive: Sure, go for it! Just tell me where my errant child's being bundled off to.
Rating: PG to NC-17...whatever strikes my fancy.
Disclaimer: I DON'T own any of the characters. But, I DO lie awake at night plotting on how to rectify that very situation. :)
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"What?!"
Joxer and Bliss had returned to the bedchamber in time to hear Hera's whispered answer. The God of Peace felt his vision blur and body slump as he thought of this loss. His coping mechanisms might have been well practiced, but nothing could have prepared him for this event. Quickly crossing the room, he collapsed into his husband's arms and they both wept for what had been taken from their lives. Bliss, sensing the pain and heartbreak from everyone in the room, began wailing as he was overwhelmed by the feelings crashing around him. As the emotions crescendoed, there was a burst of pink followed by falling rose petals.
Aphrodite had arrived.
She cast her gaze around the room and visibly staggered as the negative emotions in the room attempted to drag her to her knees. Her voice came out as a strained groan.
"Wh-what in Tartarus is going on here? The negative energy in this room was enough to forcibly tear space and bring me here bodily! What's happened?"
As she finished speaking, her gaze found the bed and she screamed in horror. Forcibly calling her power to her, she managed to stumble to her son and nephew's motionless forms.
"Oh, gods. Please don't be dead-pleasedontbedeadpleasedontbedead..." she chanted it like a mantra as she wept over the prone forms of her son and his lover. Her sobbing continued until she felt a gentle hand caress her shoulder. Wiping her eyes, she turned to find herself swimming in the chocolate sea gaze of her brother's beloved husband. Drawing her up into his arms, Joxer hugged Aphrodite with all his strength. Before she lost her composure again, he whispered into her ear that the two weren't dead, just asleep. Lifting her head, the Goddess of Love searched his face for any signs of deceit. When she didn't find any, she sagged against him in weak relief. However, she was still not privy to what was going on and if it concerned Cupid and Strife, then it concerned her.
Allowing herself to be led to a plush chair along the wall, Aphrodite sat down before silently pleading with her brother to explain what was going on.
Sighing, Ares handed a still wailing Bliss over to his mother and went to kneel by his sister. Gently brushing aside some curls that had managed to work themselves into her eyes, he smiled sadly at her before giving in to her mental pleas.
"'Dite, this isn't what I was hoping to tell you or how. Well, part of it is..."
Frustrated by Ares' obvious avoidance of the subject, she finally lost control and screamed, "Just tell me what's happened to them!"
Ares' shoulders slumped as he realized that his sister wouldn't wait any longer. Steeling himself to the reaction that he knew would follow, he began again.
"Look, Bliss came to get Joxer and me this morning because he said his daddies were sick. When we got here, both of them were very nauseous and throwing up. When I scanned them, I discovered that they were...well...um."
"Just spit it out, Ares! They were what?!"
"I found out that they were pregnant, `Dite," he gently imparted to her.
Blinking rapidly and starting to breathe heavily, the Love Goddess was perfectly still for a few moments before she launched herself into her brother's arms, squealing in happiness.
"Oh my gods, that is, like, soooo cool, Arry! I'm gonna be a grandma again! Oh, I hope one of them's a girl this time! I can't wait to show her how to wrap men around her little..." she trailed off when she noticed the looks of sadness that had emerged on everyone's faces. Frowning in confusion, she once again turned to her brother for an explanation.
"I think you need to sit down again, Aphrodite," he told her in his kindest tones.
Her eyes widening in fear, Aphrodite did as she was told and gingerly retook her seat. Noticing the look in her once-lover's eyes, dread began to seep into her soul. She found that she really didn't want to know what was going on anymore.
Watching the emotions play across his sister's face, Ares waited until he was sure she was ready, or as ready as she was going to get, before he continued.
"Asclepius and Hera have examined them, `Dite. They've discovered that there is only one child living. They don't know yet what has happened to the other."
As he finished speaking, he watched the horror spread across his sister's features. When he opened his arms to her, her eyes welled up and she once again began to sob before flinging herself into the comfort of his embrace. Her cries and screams could be heard all over Olympus. Her agonizing wails even reached as far as the personal chambers of Hades in Tartarus. Never having heard this type of outburst from his niece before, he became intrigued. So intrigued in fact, that he abandoned his piles of paperwork and tasks to make a rare trip to Olympus.
Transporting himself to Aphrodite's temple, he was surprised to find no one in attendance. Sending out his mind, he managed to lock on to her power signature. Gathering his power to himself, he flashed to her location and was shocked by what he found. If even his sister, the Queen of the Gods was near tears, then some serious shit had gone down.
Seeing who had just arrived, Aphrodite wrenched free from Ares' arms and moved across the room to her Uncle. Coming up to him, she gripped his shirt in both hands and lifted him off the ground. With hers powers virtually blazing in her aura, she screamed in his face.
"GIVE IT BACK, HADES! YOU FUCKING GIVE IT BACK OR I SWEAR, I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT LOVE CAN DO TO A GOD WHEN SOMETHING IS TAKEN FROM HER!"
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Part: 3/?
Author: Druid
Feedback: Yes, please! I can't improve if you don't tell me what needs working on at ardcypher5@yahoo.com or just hit the review button.
Pairing: A/J C/S
Category: Mpreg, Humor, Drama (and maybe a little angst thrown in there for good measure).
Website:
Archive: Sure, go for it! Just tell me where my errant child's being bundled off to.
Rating: PG to NC-17...whatever strikes my fancy.
Disclaimer: I DON'T own any of the characters. But, I DO lie awake at night plotting on how to rectify that very situation. :)
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"What?!"
Joxer and Bliss had returned to the bedchamber in time to hear Hera's whispered answer. The God of Peace felt his vision blur and body slump as he thought of this loss. His coping mechanisms might have been well practiced, but nothing could have prepared him for this event. Quickly crossing the room, he collapsed into his husband's arms and they both wept for what had been taken from their lives. Bliss, sensing the pain and heartbreak from everyone in the room, began wailing as he was overwhelmed by the feelings crashing around him. As the emotions crescendoed, there was a burst of pink followed by falling rose petals.
Aphrodite had arrived.
She cast her gaze around the room and visibly staggered as the negative emotions in the room attempted to drag her to her knees. Her voice came out as a strained groan.
"Wh-what in Tartarus is going on here? The negative energy in this room was enough to forcibly tear space and bring me here bodily! What's happened?"
As she finished speaking, her gaze found the bed and she screamed in horror. Forcibly calling her power to her, she managed to stumble to her son and nephew's motionless forms.
"Oh, gods. Please don't be dead-pleasedontbedeadpleasedontbedead..." she chanted it like a mantra as she wept over the prone forms of her son and his lover. Her sobbing continued until she felt a gentle hand caress her shoulder. Wiping her eyes, she turned to find herself swimming in the chocolate sea gaze of her brother's beloved husband. Drawing her up into his arms, Joxer hugged Aphrodite with all his strength. Before she lost her composure again, he whispered into her ear that the two weren't dead, just asleep. Lifting her head, the Goddess of Love searched his face for any signs of deceit. When she didn't find any, she sagged against him in weak relief. However, she was still not privy to what was going on and if it concerned Cupid and Strife, then it concerned her.
Allowing herself to be led to a plush chair along the wall, Aphrodite sat down before silently pleading with her brother to explain what was going on.
Sighing, Ares handed a still wailing Bliss over to his mother and went to kneel by his sister. Gently brushing aside some curls that had managed to work themselves into her eyes, he smiled sadly at her before giving in to her mental pleas.
"'Dite, this isn't what I was hoping to tell you or how. Well, part of it is..."
Frustrated by Ares' obvious avoidance of the subject, she finally lost control and screamed, "Just tell me what's happened to them!"
Ares' shoulders slumped as he realized that his sister wouldn't wait any longer. Steeling himself to the reaction that he knew would follow, he began again.
"Look, Bliss came to get Joxer and me this morning because he said his daddies were sick. When we got here, both of them were very nauseous and throwing up. When I scanned them, I discovered that they were...well...um."
"Just spit it out, Ares! They were what?!"
"I found out that they were pregnant, `Dite," he gently imparted to her.
Blinking rapidly and starting to breathe heavily, the Love Goddess was perfectly still for a few moments before she launched herself into her brother's arms, squealing in happiness.
"Oh my gods, that is, like, soooo cool, Arry! I'm gonna be a grandma again! Oh, I hope one of them's a girl this time! I can't wait to show her how to wrap men around her little..." she trailed off when she noticed the looks of sadness that had emerged on everyone's faces. Frowning in confusion, she once again turned to her brother for an explanation.
"I think you need to sit down again, Aphrodite," he told her in his kindest tones.
Her eyes widening in fear, Aphrodite did as she was told and gingerly retook her seat. Noticing the look in her once-lover's eyes, dread began to seep into her soul. She found that she really didn't want to know what was going on anymore.
Watching the emotions play across his sister's face, Ares waited until he was sure she was ready, or as ready as she was going to get, before he continued.
"Asclepius and Hera have examined them, `Dite. They've discovered that there is only one child living. They don't know yet what has happened to the other."
As he finished speaking, he watched the horror spread across his sister's features. When he opened his arms to her, her eyes welled up and she once again began to sob before flinging herself into the comfort of his embrace. Her cries and screams could be heard all over Olympus. Her agonizing wails even reached as far as the personal chambers of Hades in Tartarus. Never having heard this type of outburst from his niece before, he became intrigued. So intrigued in fact, that he abandoned his piles of paperwork and tasks to make a rare trip to Olympus.
Transporting himself to Aphrodite's temple, he was surprised to find no one in attendance. Sending out his mind, he managed to lock on to her power signature. Gathering his power to himself, he flashed to her location and was shocked by what he found. If even his sister, the Queen of the Gods was near tears, then some serious shit had gone down.
Seeing who had just arrived, Aphrodite wrenched free from Ares' arms and moved across the room to her Uncle. Coming up to him, she gripped his shirt in both hands and lifted him off the ground. With hers powers virtually blazing in her aura, she screamed in his face.
"GIVE IT BACK, HADES! YOU FUCKING GIVE IT BACK OR I SWEAR, I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT LOVE CAN DO TO A GOD WHEN SOMETHING IS TAKEN FROM HER!"
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