Author's Notes: Ok, just so everyone knows. The last chapter was just introducing Acacia and basic character development. Now we'll get on with the real story. Lots of Xena, Ares, and more Acacia meddling. Ooh, PLUS as a bonus, Gab BASHING!
Oh, some of the things said in this fic may appear anti-gay/lesbian. SO not the case, many of my friends are gay, and I myself swing both ways.
By the Gods
By Jules
Part 3
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xXx Three years later xXx
By Acacia's 24th summer, when she looked about 15, she and Aphrodite had definitely found the young Goddess's look.
Acacia's long legs, toned body, slender waist, and ample breasts made her a knockout in whatever she wore, but she decided upon uniform. Acacia wore a short, soft black leather skirt, that was low on her hips and had slits high up the sides to allow easy movement. She wore a light blue, low cut, off the shoulder, almost see-through top, with short sleeves under a soft black bodice, which laced up the front. On her feet, she wore black lace-up sandals, which laced up her toned calves. Everything looked fantastic against her olive, tanned skin. Her hair was still worn in its natural state of curls, but she typically twisted small strands of it at the top of her head and held them back with ribbon. Around her forehead she wore a gold chain, from which hung a dazzling light blue diamond.
Acacia knew she was beautiful, and used it to her advantage when she played tricks.
Acacia was a pro at sneaking out of her siblings now, and luckily, the number of her lessons had been cut down a lot these days. She now had appearance of a teenager, and didn't need as much looking after. It also had freed her brothers and sisters up considerably to do their jobs, so all parties involved were much happier with the arrangement. Sometimes, she was left alone for weeks at a time, with only the priests looking in on her if she didn't go and visit with her siblings, and Acacia was really liking it that way. She could get a lot more done that way. Plus she had Nightstalker, her pranks, she could visit her Amazon village at any time, she had her horse, and tons of other things to do. For some reason, her family seemed bound and determined to keep her stocked with possessions that would keep her entertained and out of trouble. Not that it ever did.
It had seemed like another day, resembling any other in the life of the young Goddess of Mischief. Acacia had been sitting in the Halls of War, bored out of her mind. She had her legs slung over one arm of brother's thrown, and her arms and head hung back listlessly over the other. She'd actually been reduced to this. She just couldn't take it anymore. Sighing, she changed positions, sitting up, and unconsciously propped her head up like her brother did when he was thinking. Acacia really needed something to do. She racked her brain, trying to think of something, and ultimately decided to play yet another hoax on Athena.
She aethered into Athena's home on Olympus and the sight she beheld rocked the young, innocent Goddess to the core. Acacia immediately aethered to her sister Aphrodite's chambers, whom she knew would be home. For several moments, Acacia was unable to breath due to the shock, but soon she was able to get enough air to shriek, "AHHHHHHH! Oh ewww, oh gross, oh ewwww! That was so icky!"
Ares sensed her distress and quickly appeared in the room, as Aphrodite ran into the room, freaked out. Both rushed over to their sister, who was totally wigging out.
"I need something…I feel icky in my stomach…something's about to happen…" Acacia warned, holding her stomach, looking pale.
Aphrodite created a trashcan just in time for Acacia to throw up in it, while Ares held back the teen's hair.
"What was that?" Acacia asked whining.
"Its called puking Elfin. Typically not a God thing to do." Aphrodite enlightened her, handing Acacia the wastebasket, just incase.
"Well you'd loose your ambrosia too, if you had seen what I just did." Acacia declared.
"Well, what did you see Shorty?" Ares questioned, wanting to know what had upset her so much that she was so distressed, that it had pulled him away from his new Chosen, Xena.
"I aethered into Athena's, to have some fun with her and I saw…" She held up her finger to signal one moment, and threw up again, "I saw Artemis, and Athena…doing things to each other…naked, and moaning…. I don't care what you say about them being virgins. They might not submit to the carnal pleasures with men…but they do with each other." Then she threw up again.
"Oh you poor thing!" Aphrodite cooed, petting her sister's hair.
At the same time, Ares was trying to hold in his laughter, resulting in a snicker escaping.
The two females look up, giving him the evil eye.
"It's not funny Ares! I saw them, naked! And the things they were doing." The teen shuddered, "Dite, I've aethered in on Ares and Xena a few of times and Apollo and his girl-of-the-week a couple…but they were nowhere in the pantheons of being that offensive."
"What!" Ares demeanor did an about face and stared at them in shock.
"Oh shut up studmuffin." Aphrodite ordered, "Of course she would have. It's not like you can post a sign for warning. We've all done it to each other several times over the millennia, though I must say, you're are always the finest to witness!"
Ares grinned arrogantly, "Well…But it's still amusing to think about. For eons the three virgins of Olympus have been preaching to us about the 'immorality of sex'. And our little protégée catches two of them in the act, together!"
"So, how long do you think the two have been getting it on?" Aphrodite questioned absentmindedly, still petting her sister.
A realization dawned upon Acacia, "You know, I've often found Amazons visiting Artemis when I go for training. Even when I arrived at her forest lair really early in the morning. I never really thought about it until now…"
"Yah now, I always just thought 'Thena was so uptight with Ares because of all those eons of sexual frustration. Turns out she just goes the other way, and just hates all men!"
"Personally, I've always wondered about Artemis. I mean, she created a tribe of 100 warrior women, who hate most men, and don't have sex with them except as a means for procreation." Ares shuddered.
xXx Six Years later xXx
xXx Acacia's 30th birthday xXx
xXx Around four am xXx
". . . and then the stable hand said, 'Why the long face?'" Cupid finished his dumb, drunk joke.
Both Acacia and Cupid broke out into fresh peels of laughter.
The God of Love and Goddess of Mischief were alone in Acacia's brand new lair on Olympus, and both were totally smashed from the birthday celebration that had broken up just an hour before, around three am. Even Nightstalker was passed out drunk in a chair.
Acacia managed to calm down, "Did you see the way, your Mom, was flirting with Hermes' Chosen?" she giggled, "I thought, the guy was gonna have a massive cor-corn…a heart attack from the shock!"
Cupid laughed, "That's my Momma!"
Acacia looked at him, sighed, then leaned her head on his shoulder, "Have I's ever tolds yous how sexies yous are?"
Cupid considered her question for a long drunk moment, and then shook his head, "Nopes! Did I's evers tells you how gorgeous you became?"
"Nuh-uh." Acacia shook her head.
"We're twos beautifuls, sexy, peoples…whys are wes heres alone?"
"Don't know."
Cupid lifted her head with his hand and looked into her eyes, slowly leaned in, and kissed her. Acacia was shocked for a second, then eagerly responded….
xXx The Next Day, 'bout Mid-Afternoon xXx
Acacia groaned, and slowly waking up, a small hangover clouding her senses. The Goddess looked around her new bedroom and came to the realization that she was at the wrong end of her bed.
She was in the midst of wondering how she'd gotten there, when a masculine moan came from under the covers and a tousled blond head popped out next to her.
Everything about the night before came flowing back to her and she flopped back down, "Mornin' Cupid."
"Actually, I think it's more like afternoon…" The handsome God groaned.
"Good tah know…so, yah think we might have drank too much of Dionysus' wine last night?"
"Could be…. So, you remember everything about last night?" Cupid questioned, running his fingers through his hair.
"Oh yeah…." She said grinning, then leaned over to look in his eyes, "Wanna do it again?"
The next thing she knew, the God of Love had pushed her on her back and was on top of her, kissing her single-mindedly.
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xXx One week later xXx
Aphrodite and Xena were getting massages when Acacia popped in and laid on the table next to them, sighing contentedly as Hans began her massage.
Aphrodite raised her eyebrows, "Where have you been all week girlfriend? We haven't seen you since like…your birthday bash!" she complained.
"What can I say, your son is good at keeping a girl in bed, away from her work."
Xena is stunned, "Are you saying…"
"Oh yeah…and damn is he good at what he does." Acacia moaned in remembrance.
Aphrodite squealed, "Oh my…that is like so great! It's about time you and Cupid found someone! And who better than each other!"
"Nightstalker isn't too happy, he lost his spot in my bed…"
"That reminds me, tell that cat to like stay away from my birds! He's totally terrified them. They're molting! And they aren't supposed to molt!"
"I'll talk to him about it. He's probably jealous of Cupid. Turning him into one of those cats with no hair that they got in Egypt should do it, see how he likes it for a few days." Acacia promised.
"You totally rule babe." Aphrodite declared, pleased.
"I know." She responded flippantly.
xXx A few weeks later xXx
"Dite, make it stop." Acacia begged, leaning over a bush.
"Sorry babe. No can do…I think its way past time for a visit to Apollo."
"But that would mean I have to admit I feel like shit." The youngest goddess whined.
Aphrodite sighed, "I guess I'll have to make you then babe." She grabbed Acacia's arm and suddenly they were in Apollo's palace in the clouds.
"Dude!" Apollo sat up from the girls feeding him grapes surprised, "What brings you babes here?"
"Something's totally wrong with our Cia here. I need you to check her out."
"Dite…" Acacia pleaded.
"You are getting looked at baby sis, and that's like, final."
"Fine, but can I at least get checked out in privacy?" Acacia requested, finally relenting.
"Of course chica! Call me when you can give me the low-down. I'm outie." With that said Aphrodite aethered home.
Acacia sighed, then turned to Apollo, "Hey bro."
"So, what's so wrong that you've got Dite all freaked about?" Apollo questioned after having sent his maidens away.
"Don't know. I've just been feeling all yuck lately. Tossing my ambrosia every morning."
"And why didn't you come to me the moment you felt like ralfin'?" Apollo demanded.
"Because then I'd have to admit I was sick…and Gods don't get sick."
"Which is why you totally should have come to me the moment you felt green 'bout the gills. It's way uncool to ignore it."
"Alright, I get it. Just check me out already." Acacia ordered impatiently.
Apollo nodded, then took a few steps closer. He put both his hands near the sides of her head, and concentrated. A bright gold light came from his hands and went from her head slowly down to her feet, then he stepped away, his eyes wide open.
"Whoa, major shocker! You're not sick Acacia, you're pregnant! Fuck!"
"That's what got me into this mess….Are you sure?"
"No doubt about it. Full blooded God or Goddess…do you want to know if it's like, a little dude or a baby babe?"
"Maybe…not right now, got to go tell the daddy. Thanks Pollo."
"No prob. That's so what I'm here for." He then went on to tell her what to expect before she left.
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Cupid was in the process making widow King, who was standing in the way of his only daughter of marrying a commoner, fall in love with a beautiful commoner himself, when Acacia aethered next to him.
"Stud of Love, we need to talk."
"What's up Cia?" He asked taking aim.
"I'm…I'm…I'm pregnant." She stammered, for the first time in her life.
Cupid let go of the string abruptly, and the arrow shot-off astray. The arrow hit a Hestian virgin who was helping one of the King's advisor's with a gift to her temple, "WHAT!" Then he noticed what happened, "Shit! You get the King with the silver before he turns. I'll get the virgin with the lead before she does something Aunt Hestia will never forgive us for."
Acacia quickly hit the King using her crossbow while Cupid saved the Priestess from desecrating herself.
Cupid sighed, and then turned back to her, "Now, could you repeat that?"
"I-am-pregnant. With child, we have a bun in the oven. You know, going to have a little Godling."
"Really! Boy or girl?"
"Don't know. Didn't ask, don't want to know. Your Mom made me to go Apollo when she found me losing my ambrosia this morning. Apparently, it's called morning sickness."
"When will it arrive?" Cupid asked in awe.
"Apollo told me that we Goddesses have a gestation period of 12 moons, unlike a mortal's nine. So, we've got quite a wait ahead of us."
"I knew that…" Cupid told her, very unconvincingly.
"Sure you did sweetie." She assured him patting his cheek condescendingly, smirking.
xXx Seven moons later xXx
Acacia appeared in Xena's tent.
"I'm bored." She announced flopping down on Xena's bed, her swelling stomach prominent under the black and light blue satin dress she wore, instead of her typical outfit, "No one on Olympus will get mad at the tricks I play. They just shake their head and mutter, 'hormones'. And on top of that, I'm fat. Nightstalker is still ignoring me for getting pregnant, and I think Cupid's eye is wandering, so I kicked his ass out."
Xena raised her eyebrow (in that trademark way of hers), "Why did you really kick him out?"
Acacia pouted for a moment, then admitted, "Because he told me my eating habit were disgusting and when I asked him if I looked fat, he said, 'Well, you are pregnant…'" She told Xena, her eyes welling up with tears, "It's his fault I am pregnant! Why isn't he more sensitive?" Acacia burst out into tears.
Xena left her sword-sharpening, went over and hugged the youngest Goddess, "Acacia, he's a man. Males, even male Gods are too stupid to realize how emotional women are when they are pregnant, or realize how demanding the cravings are."
The Goddess of Mischief sniffed, "Really?" she cheered up immediately, "Ok! Let's pamper ourselves then."
Before Xena could blink, they were in the Olympian Spa, in mud bathes, on either side of a very surprised Aphrodite.
"What in Hades…" Xena muttered.
"We are going to spend the day pampering ourselves." Acacia ordered, "Hey Dite! Xena cheered me up!"
"Hey babes. Cia, heard you kicked my Cupie out."
Acacia's eyes narrowed, "Because that jerk was being insensitive to my plights as a pregnant woman."
Xena leaned over and whispered, "Acacia asked him if she looked fat earlier. Your son stupidly answered that she was pregnant."
"Bummer." Aphrodite commented, "So, when you going tah forgive him?"
"Only once he apologizes and explains to me how he is such a dumb-ass…and don't tell him that. He has to figure it out on his own." Acacia decreed.
xXx Four moons later xXx
The God of Love paced outside of a door, flinching as another one of Acacia's screams ripped through the air.
Then a few moments later, there was the first wail of a baby, and he stopped dead in his tracks.
Artemis and Xena soon came out of the room, "Acacia has decided, since you are the babe's father, she'll let you in to see it, and her."
Cupid hugged his Aunt, then his father's chosen, and rushed into the bedroom.
On the other side of the room, Acacia lay in her bed, cradling a bundle, looking down at her in newfound motherly bliss.
He slowly walked over, approaching the bed.
For the first time in many months, Acacia spoke to him, "Come and meet your son Cupid, Demetrius." She carefully handed the baby to him, and now it was Cupid's turn to be in absolute marvel over the tiny child.
"He's so perfect…" Cupid suddenly smiled and looked at her, "He's the God of Triumph and Revelry."
"Yeah…and he does not have any wings I might point out."
"I was wondering if he would…"
Both Cupid and Acacia longed for each other, but they both were also too stubborn to admit it.
xXx Many seasons later xXx
Aphrodite and Acacia lounge in two mud baths, while watching a portal.
"Come one sis, he's cute, why not chose him for your Chosen." Aphrodite asked.
"Because, he's just not right." Acacia informed her stubbornly, then groaned, "Dite, we've been through like 50 people, men and women. Why can't I find the perfect one?"
"How many time to I have to tell you Elfin? Don't frown like that, it causes wrinkles. Besides, we have, like, one left."
Aphrodite waved her hand and one more image came up, of a thief, sneaking into a castle. He was good, very good. Watching awhile longer, he made it out, with the crown jewels, and no one the wiser. And, he had good looks on top of it all.
"In the name of all that is Godly, who is that?" Acacia demanded, excited.
"His name is Autolycus, he's a friend of Herc's. Calls himself the King of Thieves, and he's really cute, sweet, and very suave."
"I remember him! He's the one who left me the pretty diamond circlet I wear on my forehead! And those armbands I love! Autolycus, he is absolutely perfect." In a literal flash, she was out of the tub and dressed, "He's about to go make an offering at my temple, I think I shall meet him."
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Autolycus, King of Thieves walked up to the alter of the one Goddess he truly honored. He'd never really found the Gods to have any use, until she came around. He'd been making offerings to her since the creation of her temple, and tonight was a special offering, a golden necklace, from which hung a circle of obsidian, with a chaotic placement of many diamonds in it, looking like the night sky. It was absolutely gorgeous, just as an offering to her should be.
He made his offering, and just as he was about to leave, he heard a female voice behind him gasp, "This is the most beautiful piece of jewelry anyone has ever given me, thank you!"
Autolycus turned around, and what he saw before him was a beautiful girl. She was tall, with tan skin, luscious lips, and sparkling violet eyes; her dark curls fell down long past her shoulders. The clothes she wore made him ogle, because they accented her long, curvaceous legs, hips, toned stomach, and ample breasts.
"Oh dear sweet Gods upon Olympus, who are you?" He asked shocked.
"Why I'm Acacia, you dork! Goddess of Mischief and Daring. Welcome to my temple Autolycus."
"You know my name?"
"Of course I do, you always give me the most wonderful offerings, for which I'm about to honor you with, the chance to be my first Chosen." She informed him.
"What's that?"
"That means I choose you, to be my favorite worshiper. I train you, help you when you might need it. And in exchange, you always remain true to me, do things in my name, blah, blah. That sort of thing. There are lots of other things involved, like retreats, and ceremonies. But it's nothing burdensome, or so my brothers and sisters told me. Also, it protects you from the other Gods, if a God or Goddess kills another's Chosen, there is a sever punishment, involving Zeus. Oh, and just so you know, you betray me, I can kill you."
"You want me to be your Chosen?"
"Yes, I want you Autolycus. I have observed many of my followers, and none are so devious, clever, and daring as you. You're looks didn't hurt either." She admitted, "So, will you be my Chosen, Autolycus, self-proclaimed King of Thieves?"
Autolycus was speechless, all he could do, was nod his head.
"Wonderful!" She grabbed Autolycus's hand, "Let's celebrate!"
Before Autolycus knew what was happening, he was in the bedchamber of Acacia's quarters, on Olympus.
"Um, what's going on."
"We're going to celebrate. My way." Then she pulled him to her and kissed him.
"What ever you say My Goddess." Autolycus told her, and then kissed her back. She was beautiful, a goddess, and she wanted him, who was he to refuse.
After a few moments of kissing she pulled away, "Oh, and call me Acacia."
She pulled him on to the bed, on top of her, kissing him, rubbing her legs against his, and with a whim, they were naked, under the sheets, celebrating.
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