Hello everyone; long time no see. Finals are over and we have a four-day weekend REJOICE! Ahem. Ok, here we have another guest chapter; Jason(us) god of fire and all crafts associated, subsitute of the god Hepheastus. I haven't spell checked this version yet, maybe in the morning. As of right now, some things to know.
1)The Trojan war ended with the Greeks pretending to leave, and then secretly hiding away in a gigantic horse that the Trojans brought into their walls, thinking it was a gift.
2)Helen of Troy- most beautiful woman ever, started Trojan war because Paris stole her from Sparta.
3)Europa- kidnapped by Zeus when he was a white bull. She became queen I think; my knowledge of that myth is sketchy, but that's Ok.
A faint rumbling woke Jason. Groggily he reached for the snooze button, remembering just in time that he was in Ancient Greece, and his alarm clock was an active volcano. Bolting out of bed, he dashed over to stop it from erupting and causing utter destruction.
Once the obliteration of the world had narrowly been avoided again, (A/N: let's think back to the other guest chapter shall we?) Jason decided it was time to get some breakfast at the new goddess complex. As he was flying over there on his red Persian carpet, a dark shape suddenly loomed over him. Actually it was a number of shapes. Cursing, Jason swerved his carpet so as not to collide with Colleen, Megan or Liz, who were currently racing around Mt. Olympus to see who had the fastest ride. Katie might have been in the race too, but she was just sort of drifting along lazily, so Jason wasn't sure. Watching the skies warily, the fire god steered his flying carpet down to park. Then he entered the new goddess complex to get some grub.
"Hello everyone!" the god yelled as he walked in through the arched entrance. Silence and a few glares met his greeting. Sonomi gave a growl and bit off the prongs of her fork while Aubrey Lauren and Nicole all turned their backs to him and continued their whispered conversation. Jason grinned uneasily and tiptoed nervously over to get some breakfast. What the hell is going on! He wondered frantically.
Forgetting last night? When you decided to set off the chain of volcanoes at 2 in the morning? The new goddess complex was just rebuilt again. I heard the explosions on my island. It was quite spectacular.
Jason grinned sheepishly at Lindsay's accusations. Oh yea, I forgot. He said, helping himself to a cup ambrosia, letting it's heady scent fill his nose, making his mouth water…
I hate you Jason.
Jason let out an evil cackle and closed off the telepathic link to the hermit. He then chose a small, secluded corner and munched on his food, keeping an eye out for the random pillow flying by. The racers came in a few minutes later, Katie announcing her triumphant victory over the other three. Liz, Colleen and Megan sulked quietly as they ate, still not believing that they were beaten by an umbrella, even if it could go at the speed of sound. Soon breakfast was coming to a close, and most of the goddesses were filtering off to go to their morning lessons. Jason stood up and stretched, narrowly avoiding a fork that Megan threw at him. Quickly he ran out the door and flew back to his volcanic lair.
"Now," Jason said to himself, "Let's see what orders are in today." Cracking his neck, the god whipped out his notepad to check what needed to be made and fixed. Hera wanted a chariot polished, Sonomi needed a lighter staff, and Megan's cattle prod needed repair. On top of the repairs, it seemed a number of gods were scrambling to find gifts as the end of the new goddess's training approached. Apollo was asking for a rose quartz and diamond necklace with matching earrings, Dionysus wanted a jeweled encrusted plate holding three gold clementines, and Ares wanted a pair of silver handcuffs. Feeling slightly disturbed, Jason got to work on the tasks ahead of him.
It was still well before lunch when Jason finished. Yawning slightly, the god snapped his fingers, calling for a cup of cold fruit cocktail as he went to recline on a red beanbag chair. After lounging around for a few minutes as his faithful lava henchmen brought him various things, the fire god decided add some firepower to his flying carpet, and then work on some of his own projects. After all, a very special guest was coming over for lunch, and Jason wanted everything to be perfect.
The fire god had just finished polishing a pair of pure gold reclining chairs when the scent of wild roses wafted to his nose. Grinning suavely, Jason turned to greet his guest, Aphrodite, with a bow. She smiled softly and curtseyed in return, before removing her gauzy scarf and placing it delicately on the waiting coat rack. She then extended her arm gracefully. Jason took it and regally escorted her to lunch. Aphrodite gave a small gasp when she saw the arrangement in front of her. A table of crystal rested upon beautiful gold legs, outlined by the two gleaming chairs Jason had just finished. Just above the table, various pieces of diamond glittered, floating in the breezes that came in from the opening of the volcano lair that acted as a skylight. Jason, contented with his date's amazement, clapped his hands and escorted Aphrodite to a chair. As mechanical servants came out carrying trays of steaming food, the two immortals chatted and laughed.
As a beautiful phoenix came sailing in to present dessert, Jason decided that it was time to give his date the gift he had been working on. Snapping his fingers, the fire god reached into the shimmering air before him, and drew out a blood red rose, made out of the deepest colored gold, wrought with a copper stem. Inside the flower's thin petals was a small burning flame. Jason watched as Aphrodite stared at it, entranced by the swirling colors and patterns. " Thank you." the goddess breathed. Then she turned, bright eyed, and gave Jason a kiss on the cheek. Presently the kiss moved from the cheek, and the phoenix flew away, leaving the couple to exchange spit in private.
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"Lunch is over darling, you should get back to your student." Jason said, reluctantly showing Aphrodite to the door. The goddess of love gave a soft little pout and made a big show of putting on her gauze scarf. Jason rolled his eyes slightly and gave her a soft kiss on the hand. Aphrodite smiled. "Goodbye." she said, pressing her hand to her cheek. Then she was gone, leaving behind the lingering scent of rose and a smile on Jason's face.
Soon the fire god came out of his stupor and headed back into his lair to see what needed to be done. His schedule was blank.. Apparently nothing was being broken, so this gave the god a whole afternoon too himself. Jason tapped his chin, thinking thoughtfully. Usually when he had free time, he would make little toys that came to life and wreaked havoc on innocent towns. Today however, Jason felt the urge to create something-big swell up within his soul. Grabbing his trusty hammer and chisel, the fire god went to work on a masterpiece. Soon the ringing sounds of beating metal and the occasional eruption were all that could be heard from Jason's forge.
The Greeks and the Trojans were just about to start another epic battle in their 10-year war. Grisly warriors bared their teeth at one another, while war cries and insults were running rampant. Just as the two commanders were about to lead the attack, the sky above the battlefield split open. The surprised warriors shielded their eyes as fire and brimstone began raining down on them. Soon a faint chuckling began to swell, mixing with the heat of volcanic magma to create an unbearable heat. The warriors cowered in fear as a huge object descended to earth, and the chuckling grew louder. The object grew larger and larger. Suddenly everything was silent, save for a small thud. The men looked up, astonished, and saw a huge gold horse standing in the middle of the battlefield. Leaning casually on one of the legs was a short god grinning smugly. As the warriors approached slowly, revering yet cautious, the god raised his arms and shouted.
"First bid on the gigantic gold horse!"
The auction began at once, and continued for hours on end. Both sides wanted to own this gigantic gold idol for some reason, and Jason was reaping the benefits. Finally, having nothing else to bid, Troy offered Helen. This enraged the Greek, and Jason sensed that this wouldn't turn out well. So he made the hard decision for them. "Trojans," he announced in a loud voice, "You will get the horse." As a volley of boos and hisses came from the Greeks, Jason continued. "In exchange, you will let the Greeks pray to it for an hour, and then you will take it. The Greeks will then sail away back to their homeland, and I will take Helen, deciding which side is worthy of claiming her."
This decision was met with some mumbling, but both sides wanted to prove their worth in order to claim the queen of Sparta/Troy. Helen wasn't too impressed by this chain of events. The fair-haired, blue eyed beauty pouted and glowered as she was led out of Troy on a blood-red litter adorned with silken pillows. Jason bowed to the Grecian beauty and escorted her onto his carpet. Motioning for the Trojans to go back into the city, Jason then winked at the Greeks.
"You have one hour."
A few minutes later, Jason had landed safely on the shores of Sparta. Giving the surprised Helen a soft kiss on the cheek, he set her down on the sand. "How do you know the Greeks are worthy of me?" the spoiled blonde demanded haughtily. Jason grinned slyly.
"Just a hunch."
Just as the last of the Greeks were sailing away, and the Trojans were coming out to claim their prize, the god of fire was just entering his volcanic forge, feeling very accomplished. Nothing seemed to have exploded in his absence either; this was a lucky day indeed! Jason checked his clipboard to see if the immortals were demanding anything now. Something caught his eye; apparently Megan had once again broken her cattle prod. Now would be a good time for vengeance against the whole needle in groin epidemic. Jason did some quick thinking, and then an evil look crossed his face as he laid out his plans...
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Colleen and Megan were bored. Their mentors had disappeared suddenly, after Ares had made a slight pass at Artemis. The infuriated goddess was now chasing him around, trying to shove an arrow up his ass. Hera was going to stay behind and assist the two apprentice goddesses in their training, but she had left to go scream at her husband because of a recent deed involving a cow and a lady named Europa. And so the two goddesses were left on their own, which was probably a bad thing. They had first flown over to see what havoc they could wreak on the Trojan battlefield, but much to their disappointment, the Trojan War seemed to have finally fizzled out. After scaring a few random villages, the duo was now talking in the woods while leisurely playing a game of poke-the-sprites-without-getting-caught. Just as Colleen was cornering a particularly oblivious fairy, a twig snapped behind her, causing the pixie to panic and fly away. The goddess turned around, about to yell at a careless Megan, but something more diabolical met her gaze.
"Hello Young One."
Jason laughed silently as his quarry paled and took a step backward. There's no escape he thought delightfully, reaching into his robes. As the fire god pulled out Megan's cattle prod, good as new and dangerous, Colleen gave a small squeal, like a pig being gutted. Jason bared his teeth, his black eyes glittering malevolently.
Pay back time.
Megan was busy pulling the petals off of a small, smart-ass little Narcissus plant, when suddenly Colleen's screamed ricocheted through the woods. Standing up quickly, the goddess saw the blond come running out of the forest, a look of pure terror in her eyes. Before any questions could be asked however, another figured appeared out of the woods. Megan began trembling as the short silhouette drew closer, brandishing a very familiar weapon. Then she screamed and followed Colleen through the woods. Jason let out an evil cackle and followed.
All too soon (in Jason's opinion) three gray doves swooped down from the sky, signifying that it was time for meditation. Jason let out a sigh, and whistled for his carpet. Megan and Colleen came out, scowling and wary, rubbing their sides and heads where Jason had attacked them. The fire god quickly boarded his flying apparatus and tossed Megan her cattle prod. "It's fixed." he said, before igniting the new jets on his carpet and sonic-booming out of there. Megan and Colleen quickly followed suit.
Upon arriving at Hestia's villa, Jason knew that he wasn't the first one there; Liz's tigers were busy cleaning feathers out of their mouths. Uh-oh. Better not get involved. The fire god thought, hurrying inside. Sure enough, Nicole and Liz were there already, along with Aubrey and Sonomi. Katie arrived just after Jason, and Lindsay materialized in as well. Jason quickly cowered in a corner as the frontal door began rumbling. His actions weren't swift enough however, and Colleen and Megan came charging through, eyes ablaze with fury. God only knows what they would have done to him given the chance. Fortunately, Hestia decided to enter at that moment, signifying peace and the beginning of lessons. Everyone grudgingly sat down. The hearth goddess looked among the faces, frowning slightly.
"Lauren is not here."
Suddenly a voice could be heard in their minds.
And she ain't coming to meditation baby!
Hestia gave a smug smile and closed her eyes. Suddenly, Lauren appeared, sitting on top of Aubrey. "Yes, you are." the hearth goddess said to her pupil. Aubrey moaned as Lauren shifted her weight sheepishly. Suddenly something caught the ensemble goddess's eye.
"Lauren, are those handcuffs!"
The blonde goddess quickly hid her wrists. "Of course not!" she snapped, turning red. "Can we start meditation please!"
Hestia smiled and began instructions. "Today we are going to review everything you have learned here. We will begin by concentrating all of our energy into a small confined space. Ready? Begin." Jason was surprised to find how easy meditation like this had become. Soon everyone was in the same state, except Lindsay, who had fallen asleep.
The rest of the time passed by quickly, and Jason found himself amazed at his powers. Presently the sun began to set and everyone filtered away to their sleeping chambers, Nicole being the last to go, as she was frantically searching for her swans. The fire god decided it was best not to get involved, and so left discreetly.
Jason couldn't quite remember entering his lair, being so tired and all, but he vaguely remembered smelling wild rose and seeing Aphrodite greet him under the stars. Everything else was a blur, though he did remember her soft, petal-like lips. In fact, that was the last thing on his mind as Jason fell asleep, a small grin on his face.
I know you're all thinking it, and the end is kind of vague, but I stated earlier; no sex in this story. Anyway- and so ends another, (unplanned) character chapter. Stay tuned for the final one; Lindsay, goddess of hermits.