FIT FOR A GOD
Allo! Grins I hope you liked the first chapter, and I hope I didn't mess it up too much, this is my first FanFic, and my first experience with it, so if I make and mistakes, please feel free to review me and tell me. Constructive criticism is always helpful! Gives thumbs up
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Chapter 2: The Arrival of the Guests
"Hades?" Zeus roared, taken back by his brother's appearance. He looked sideways at Hera who waved cheerfully to Hades, ignoring Zeus's piercing stare. "Hades? What the hell are you doing here? Fuck off!" Zeus cried still wide-eyed in shock.
"Accompanying my wife of course" Hades calmly replied, outstretching his arm, as another person walked from behind his shadow. Dressed in a full-length dress of red and black accents, the woman looked gloomily around at the palace's grounds, as if not seeing the hand that was outstretched for her, she walked past Hades, totally ignoring his presence.
As Zeus and Hera were discussing the flower arrangements of the garden, Hades quickly rounded upon his wife, making himself clearly visible to her, and he grasped her upper left arm tightly and said in a voice so low, that only she could hear him, "I know you don't want to be here, but can you at least act a bit more happier about the present situation, Persephone?" Hades growled as he tightened his grip upon her arm.
Persephone glared back, straight into Hades' eyes and replied in an undertone of great anger, "Hades, you rule the underworld, must you attempt to rule me too?" she scathingly shot back, while prying Hades' hand off her arm and moodily turned around and walked past Zeus and Hera, and seated herself at her spot, on the left hand side of the table, in the third chair closest to Hera. Hades tried to make it look like nothing happened as he followed Persephone and descended into the seat beside her, the second seat closest to Hera, and silenced himself immediately.
Then another horn sounded, and in stepped young beautiful Athena, dressed in a red, slim dress, with her protective gold armor on top, with a matching shield, spear. And with a golden, red-fringed helmet on top of her head, with her straight, long brown hair, carefully swept back into a low-slung ponytail. Athena shot Hades a glowering look from across the yard that burned the air between them. Then Athena turned her gaze upon Persephone and smiled sweetly at her, after not seeing Persephone since the fall time (because of Persephone's abduction, in which Hades tricked her into eating a pomegranate seed, therefore, binding her to him for one third of the year), for now being spring time, Persephone would soon be allowed to join Athena, Artemis, and Demeter (Persephone's mother).
Athena then walked to the right side of the table, and sat down in the fourth chair from Zeus, where her name-tag lay. She straightened herself out, and busied herself with examining the silver, jewel encrusted goblet, which stood in front of her.
A few moments later, the horn sounded again, to announce the arrival of not one person, but two, in fact they were twins! Artemis, goddess of the hunt, and Apollo, god of the sun, the brother and sister duo walked in beaming and waving joyfully to the others. Artemis was dressed in a brown dress that sparkled gold with green leafs decked on her as a sash of leopard skin was wrapped around her small waist, with a bow and arrow slung over her shoulder she ran over and gave her dad a kiss on the cheek, with Apollo, dressed in golden robes that looked like it was the sun it's self with a wreath of sun rays placed upon his head, bent down and shook his father's hand before walking to the left side of the table, taking the fifth seat, and Artemis vacated the fourth seat, in between Apollo and Persephone. Artemis and Apollo resumed chatting cheerfully with each other after they sat down.
Once more, the horn sounded, as Zeus's least favourite child walked through the garden archway, and it was clear at once why Zeus didn't like the kid, Poseidon was the very thing that Zeus couldn't stand, a cocky, ignorant bastard, the very thing that Zeus was. Poseidon, being the cocky god that he was walked to the table as he sang a song which he made up himself obviously. "I am Poseiiiiiiiidon, the god of wattttttttter, I am Poseiiiiiiiiidon..." he trailed off as he finally realized where he was. He looked around, as everyone stared up at him with an annoyed look on his or her faces, Poseidon caught Zeus's eye, and Zeus slowly extended his middle finger. Poseidon grinned embarrassedly, and sheepishly took his seat on the right hand side of the table in the fifth seat, at the very end of the table, and quickly silenced himself as he bowed his head in shame.
Soon after another horn could be heard again, and everyone watched the garden archway, as Ares trooped in. The sun shined brightly upon him, casting a blinding glare off him. It was hard to say whether it was due to the sun shining off of his silver armored breast plate, which was worn on top of his rock hard chest an other numerous armors which bedeckened him, or whether it was due to his charming smile which seemed to glow. Everything seemed to go in slow motion from there. Ares smiled as the wind blew past him as he took of his helmet and shook his head from side to side and ran his fingers through his perfect, shiny, shaggy, light brown hair. All of the women stared in awe at the vision of sexiness set before them (except for Hera, who waved happily, seeing her son). Ares winked at Artemis who fell off her chair as she was swooning so furiously. Ares walked to the right side of the table and deposited his helmet under his chair; he straightened his blood-stained man-skirt and sat down.
With another blast of a horn, everyone snapped out of their trance and automatically looked towards the archway to see who had arrived. A long, slender leg walked through the archway followed by the rest of the perfect, slim, radiant body dressed in a long, slim fitted, silky, red dress. And with a look upwards the face of all beauty looked back at them, time seemed to have stopped and a soft music started playing in the background, no one would move until the beautiful princess moved. Everything about this woman was perfect, from the glint in her perfectly red, curly hair to the golden shimmer of her skin. Everyone stared in awe as Aphrodite floated across the garden gracefully.
"Seat's free here!" Poseidon said huskily as he carelessly swatted Athena's name-tag away, and quickly pushed Athena off of her chair, clearly trying to take a leaf out of Ares' book we pointed to the chair in a would-be-sexy voice, as he stroked the chair and gave Aphrodite a wink while he licked his lips hungrily. Athena stood up quickly and slapped Poseidon in the face, she took her seat again, and moved it a couple of inches away from the pathetic Poseidon.
Aphrodite glowered at Poseidon angrily with a deep look of utter loathing and disgust. And with that she rolled her eyes, and turned on her heel as she met eyes with Ares, she grinned widely, and seated herself beside Ares, on the right side of the table in the second seat closest to Zeus. Now only two seats remained, the third closest one to Zeus on the right side of the table, and the first seat closest to Hera on the left side of the table.
Everyone waited for the two other guests to arrive, but it was testing Zeus's patience, so just as he got up to start the dinner, another horn sounded, and in ran Hermes in a fury, totally oblivious to the fact that Zeus or Hera were there.
"Phew!" Hermes sighed in relief, with his back to Zeus and Hera, "Glad I'm not late!" Hermes exclaimed, bending over Ares, and reaching out for an apple, he sized it and took a huge bite out of it, recovering from the trip up.
Zeus stood up and silently and walked up to the still oblivious Hermes, and tapped him on the shoulder. Hermes turned around and jumped back in surprise, tripping over Ares' helmet, which got stuck on his foot, as Hermes fell to the ground.
"Sorry dad, didn't see you there..." Hermes nervously apologized, getting back up, and dusting soot off of his gleaming white toga; we walked backwards and slipped again due to Ares' helmet, which was still stuck. Hermes grabbed the helmet as he stood on one foot, he gave a big heave, and out it popped, and hit Hermes in the head before falling to the ground. "Sorry 'bout that Ares..." Hermes quickly said picking up the helmet again and dusting it off, and handing it to Ares, before walking to his seat on the right side of the table in the third seat, leaving one seat empty. Hermes bowed his head into his plate, avoiding the stares he was receiving.
"Welcome everyone!" Zeus beamed around to all of his children seated before him.
Well, there's chapter 2, I hope you liked it. Chapter 3 is on the way, please R&R!