Here we go, I'm sorry this is late... I was having difficulties writing it
because it just isn't in me to be mean in this story. But some guy PISSED
ME OFF... and now I'm sadistic enough to write this. Enjoy!
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When she awoke, Setsuna found herself in Apollo's bed. He was sitting in a chair reading. She just lay and watched him for a bit before he felt her eyes on him. Closing his book, Apollo stood and closed the distance between himself and the bed. Smiling, he pulled her into his arms. "I thought I was going to lose you," she whispered.
"I wouldn't allow that to happen, my darling."
"Thank you. Apollo?"
"Aye, love?"
"Did you kill the prince?"
He nodded. "I did."
"You shouldn't have."
"He would have killed you."
"That makes it right?" she asked in shock.
"Well, aye."
"No! Just because he wanted to harm me doesn't mean you have to harm him."
He held her closer, trying to calm the enraged girl. "Ssh, my Suna. Please calm down. He tried to hurt what was mine. It is my duty as a god to protect what I care for."
She pulled away from him. "Yours? I'm property now? Well that's just grand! Apollo, Cleon was a prince! He was important!"
"You're important."
"No, Apollo, I'm not! No one looks to me for advice, I have no power over anyone! If I die, no one asks questions."
"You're important to me. I'd ask questions."
"We're not talking about one person, but thousands."
"One person? I am a god, Setsuna! Does that mean nothing to you?"
A look of hurt flashed in her eyes. She had thought her beloved Apollo was above the other Olympians –that he was above revenge. He wasn't. It hurt to know that the god she loved and thought she knew was just like any other man. He was territorial. He was vengeful.
The man must have read her thoughts. His face was flushed with anger. "Like any other man? I am a god!"
She was in tears now. "You are a man! A beautiful immortal man!"
He looked at her in disbelief. "I am not! I am above men! Take that back."
"I will not."
His eyes flashed brightly. The light was as bright as the sun's –if not more. "Then you shall pay."
The young woman's eyes widened in fear. "Apollo?"
"I am a god do not address me so trivially!"
She gasped as his body was glowing brightly. It was near blinding. "What has gotten into you? Apollo!" she cried out, tears still falling.
"I curse you to guard the Gates of Time until the end of Eternity. Take up your duties, guardess," his icy voice said.
She tried to scream, but her voice had left her. Looking at her hands, she saw them disintegrating like sad. She was falling apart. Soon all that remained of the pretty young girl was her tears shining on the floor of the room of her beloved. She had trusted him with her heart and he had betrayed her trust. He had crushed her heart just as Cleon had.
Apollo just stood there for a while. He wasn't sure what he'd just done, but he knew it was unimaginably cruel. He'd forced Setsuna to live an immortal life. In a few eons, he may regret it –but that didn't matter.
~*~
Setsuna stood up. Looking around she realized that this place was the literal manifestation of the middle of nowhere. All it was was an abyss. It was black. The only thing to keep her company was the mist and fog. In front of her loomed a gigantic gate. She was certain that the doors were grand enough for a creature of any size to fit through. They looked heavy.
In her hands was a giant skeleton key. It was more of a staff than a key. A large stone the same hue as her eyes rested atop it. This place was lonely indeed. She sighed inwardly and stood ready to fight off anyone that tried to get to those doors. Setsuna knew she would be nothing but miserable but she would do as Apollo commanded her. She did love him, after all. It would hurt her even more to disappoint him.
As the years passed, Setsuna learned that she could watch the mortals go about their lives through looking deeply into the mists. As much as she wanted to, the poor girl dared not watch her beloved for fear of angering him more. He was a god, though. He would not die. She was alone... all alone, and she would be forever. The thought depressed her to no end. She had always enjoyed solitude, but this was beyond even her ideals of comfortable.
As she drew herself out of her thoughts, Setsuna realized she was crying again. Looking into the mortal world, she realized that it had been 500 mortal years since Apollo had done this to her. Oh, how she yearned for the companionship she was never to experience again. It seemed so ironic how all of this had happened over such a trivial quarrel. She fell to her knees crying, face in her hands when she suddenly felt someone put a hand on her shoulder. The young girl looked up into beautiful green eyes that looked too familiar to be truly there.
~ END! CLIFFIE! The next chapter shall be the last. I had trouble writing it, thinking it was too mean. After I started on the new fic I'm doing, it doesn't seem that is so. Please read it. Its called Tormenting the Time Guardian. I've also got another up my sleeve, one much more bizarre than this one. Once again, it shall be Setsuna centric. It'll be short, though. Short as far as chapters go, that is... long chapters, very few of them, though.
Please R&R! Until next time!
~
When she awoke, Setsuna found herself in Apollo's bed. He was sitting in a chair reading. She just lay and watched him for a bit before he felt her eyes on him. Closing his book, Apollo stood and closed the distance between himself and the bed. Smiling, he pulled her into his arms. "I thought I was going to lose you," she whispered.
"I wouldn't allow that to happen, my darling."
"Thank you. Apollo?"
"Aye, love?"
"Did you kill the prince?"
He nodded. "I did."
"You shouldn't have."
"He would have killed you."
"That makes it right?" she asked in shock.
"Well, aye."
"No! Just because he wanted to harm me doesn't mean you have to harm him."
He held her closer, trying to calm the enraged girl. "Ssh, my Suna. Please calm down. He tried to hurt what was mine. It is my duty as a god to protect what I care for."
She pulled away from him. "Yours? I'm property now? Well that's just grand! Apollo, Cleon was a prince! He was important!"
"You're important."
"No, Apollo, I'm not! No one looks to me for advice, I have no power over anyone! If I die, no one asks questions."
"You're important to me. I'd ask questions."
"We're not talking about one person, but thousands."
"One person? I am a god, Setsuna! Does that mean nothing to you?"
A look of hurt flashed in her eyes. She had thought her beloved Apollo was above the other Olympians –that he was above revenge. He wasn't. It hurt to know that the god she loved and thought she knew was just like any other man. He was territorial. He was vengeful.
The man must have read her thoughts. His face was flushed with anger. "Like any other man? I am a god!"
She was in tears now. "You are a man! A beautiful immortal man!"
He looked at her in disbelief. "I am not! I am above men! Take that back."
"I will not."
His eyes flashed brightly. The light was as bright as the sun's –if not more. "Then you shall pay."
The young woman's eyes widened in fear. "Apollo?"
"I am a god do not address me so trivially!"
She gasped as his body was glowing brightly. It was near blinding. "What has gotten into you? Apollo!" she cried out, tears still falling.
"I curse you to guard the Gates of Time until the end of Eternity. Take up your duties, guardess," his icy voice said.
She tried to scream, but her voice had left her. Looking at her hands, she saw them disintegrating like sad. She was falling apart. Soon all that remained of the pretty young girl was her tears shining on the floor of the room of her beloved. She had trusted him with her heart and he had betrayed her trust. He had crushed her heart just as Cleon had.
Apollo just stood there for a while. He wasn't sure what he'd just done, but he knew it was unimaginably cruel. He'd forced Setsuna to live an immortal life. In a few eons, he may regret it –but that didn't matter.
~*~
Setsuna stood up. Looking around she realized that this place was the literal manifestation of the middle of nowhere. All it was was an abyss. It was black. The only thing to keep her company was the mist and fog. In front of her loomed a gigantic gate. She was certain that the doors were grand enough for a creature of any size to fit through. They looked heavy.
In her hands was a giant skeleton key. It was more of a staff than a key. A large stone the same hue as her eyes rested atop it. This place was lonely indeed. She sighed inwardly and stood ready to fight off anyone that tried to get to those doors. Setsuna knew she would be nothing but miserable but she would do as Apollo commanded her. She did love him, after all. It would hurt her even more to disappoint him.
As the years passed, Setsuna learned that she could watch the mortals go about their lives through looking deeply into the mists. As much as she wanted to, the poor girl dared not watch her beloved for fear of angering him more. He was a god, though. He would not die. She was alone... all alone, and she would be forever. The thought depressed her to no end. She had always enjoyed solitude, but this was beyond even her ideals of comfortable.
As she drew herself out of her thoughts, Setsuna realized she was crying again. Looking into the mortal world, she realized that it had been 500 mortal years since Apollo had done this to her. Oh, how she yearned for the companionship she was never to experience again. It seemed so ironic how all of this had happened over such a trivial quarrel. She fell to her knees crying, face in her hands when she suddenly felt someone put a hand on her shoulder. The young girl looked up into beautiful green eyes that looked too familiar to be truly there.
~ END! CLIFFIE! The next chapter shall be the last. I had trouble writing it, thinking it was too mean. After I started on the new fic I'm doing, it doesn't seem that is so. Please read it. Its called Tormenting the Time Guardian. I've also got another up my sleeve, one much more bizarre than this one. Once again, it shall be Setsuna centric. It'll be short, though. Short as far as chapters go, that is... long chapters, very few of them, though.
Please R&R! Until next time!