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This is probably my favourite chapter so far , just because i could describe Olympus and some of the other Gods.

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This chapter is a lot longer than the previous ones, I got a bit carried away with the deatil...but anyway i hope you guys like it :)

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Harvey cleared his throat, mulling over what he had just been told.

Artemis gave Harvey a strange look, a smile playing on her lips, "I'm starting to see why Apollo was so fond of you mortals." Harvey noted the choice of the word 'was', but chose to let it pass.

"Anything else you wish to know?" Artemis questioned.

Stuttering slightly by her directness, and feeling oddly self-conscious, "uhh… could you ..Tell me about your relationship with the rest of your family?"

"Overall, very well established. Considering, of course, that we have lived with each other for thousands of years and therefore know exactly what angers and pleases one another. However, that does not mean to say we don't purposefully antagonise."

"Does anybody in particular antagonise you?" Harvey said, realising that he was gradually feeling more relaxed- falling into the role of a psychiatrist once again.

"Chiefly Aphrodite, the event I mentioned earlier is but one of the many incidents she has managed to anger me. She is infuriated with the matter of my chastity, as her powers have no effect on me and consequently considers it a personal insult. She parades herself around Olympus, followed by that infernal son of hers, expecting everyone to bow to her every will." Harvey noted that the room seemed to have gotten considerably warmer, it was clear that this subject in particular arose anger in Artemis.

Suddenly ,Harvey was subjected to a series of images appearing with almost a violent force into his head. He was completely immersed into a world which was entirely alien in its splendour and brilliance.

He realised he was, at least mentally, observing Mt Olympus.

The room he was viewing was immense, seemingly un-ending. Shafts of light were illuminating the golden floor, throwing miniature rainbows onto the marble walls. The effect was simply magical. Obsidian columns rose from the floor, colossal in size, supporting the ceilings on their shoulders. Various statues were situated around the room , some caught in the light, animating their features allowing Harvey to clearly see the detail involved. They seemed almost alive. No human craftsman could have created the beings in front of him. Harvey stepped cautiously further into the room, his eyesight allowing more and more of the room to come into view, emerging from the shadows. The smell of an ethereal perfume permeated the air. Alarmed by the sound of birds shattering the previous silence, Harvey looked up and watched with wonder as two creatures, similar in size to sparrows, performed a celestial dance in one of the shafts of light. Tearing himself from the enchanting scene he averted his eyes back to the statues around him.

"These are all Gods.." he muttered to himself. He could pick out several he recognised, possessing inhuman beauty, all posing gracefully, as if frozen in time- much like the Olympians themselves. Glancing at one statue, Harvey realised that it was attributed to Artemis. Indeed he would have believed Artemis had appeared before him, as the likeness was strikingly accurate. The figure was grasping a bow, raised as if aiming at an unknown target. The bow was an exact replica of the one Artemis had brought with her. And like the Goddess herself, a band rested above her brow. Instead of the comparatively simple garments she had been wearing when she had visited Harvey, the statue was wearing loose robes under which was a heavily detailed breastplate, golden braces and golden leather strapped sandals which adorned her feet reaching to mid-calf. An Aegis was leaning against the statues left leg. However Artemis was not the only one idolised in this statue as a handsome stag was standing by her right leg, its head held high and standing by its side was a dog, ears cropped, tail ramrod straight and eyes focused on the invisible target.

Balancing on the tips of his toes, trying to get a closer look at the detail of the statue, Harvey was grasped by an indiscernible intense force and before his eyes the scene changed. Melting in a dizzying array of colour, like wisps of smoke gradually grouping together to form an image. No longer was he in a vast catacomb but instead Harvey found himself in a hall, again immense but so unlike the previous room- it was buzzing with activity.

Glancing around it was clear the room was designed for royalty even considering the God's luxurious taste. Red silk was draped over the marble arches, kept in place by golden hooks.

The walls were laced with enormous frescoes, a plethora of gold and silver, adorned with diamonds as large as Harvey's head and other precious jewels, that he was certain humans had not yet discovered. The paintings depicted long forgotten wars, forbidden love affairs (many of which showed Aphrodite as the dominant figure) and the ventures of both Gods and favoured mortals. Harvey could discern one showing Jason and the Argonauts and another of the twelve labours of Hercules.

Turning back to the activity in the middle of the room, he suddenly realised that he could not be seen or heard – lest he would have already been discovered. Many of the people gathered were omitting a very visible glow, like Artemis herself, which Harvey discerned must be the Gods, others however, were not. Yet seemed to possess inhuman qualities, they moved to quickly, too fluidly to be creatures made of flesh and blood. Could they be nymphs? Harvey questioned himself mentally.

Observing the cluster of people, two people in particular dominated the floor. Both were Gods, their auras were powerful and slightly brighter than those surrounding. One thing was clear, they ruled in this realm. The man was large, roughly half a head taller than those in the immediate area, he had an almost rugged handsomeness with the physique of a prize fighter, his muscles proudly exhibited under golden robes. A crown sat upon his head. The man's voice boomed around the room as he spoke, when he talked everyone listened. A large greying beard complimented the overall look. Harvey was positive this was Zeus, King of the Gods.

The woman besides him had a slim figure, modestly covered by a red loose dress with a golden girdle around her waist. A jewel- encrusted necklace hung from her neck, and like the man next to her she wore a golden crown . Harvey gazed upon her face, the face which was so inhumanely beautiful it left him momentarily speechless. The brunette hair framed her heart-shaped face perfectly, seeming to make her green eyes illuminated in the already bright room. The woman was smiling, amused at the topic currently under discussion, her dazzling smile again making Harvey wordless. The woman was Hera, Queen of the Gods.

There were other deities, Harvey recognised – A tall woman, armed in full battle armour – who he guessed was Athena (Goddess of wisdom) conversing with a similarly dressed man.

'Ares, God of War' thought Harvey.

In a corner of the room sitting by a laurel tree, was a god, surrounded by nymphs, playing a lyre with such ease that it could have only come from centuries of practice. The man was Apollo, God of Music, Healing and Prophecy, he was also the twin brother of Artemis, Harvey could clearly see the sapphire eyes so like his sister's.

A man dressed entirely in black robes, was skulking behind a pillar, desperately trying to evade the many glances he was getting from the others. This god, for that was what he clearly was, was not like the others, his aura was not gold but black – like an elongated shadow constantly moving.

It was Hades, King of the Underworld and Ruler of the Dead.

Harvey again looked at the largest gathering in the middle of the room. A man who could have only been Poseidon, God of the sea, as he carried his trident - was talking to Zeus. Both looking extremely interested in three nymphs, who were talking amongst themselves. All three were dressed exactly the same, in fact barely dressed at all. Their golden hair seeming to absorb the light around them, shimmering. They were glancing around as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Harvey stepped closer to the large group, curiosity winning out over caution, until he could clearly define the conversation,

"…and Tiresias said it was women, so I struck him blind. Of course, Zeus had to give him the gift of prophecy has a consolation."

"And there was Gerana, you turned her into a crane!" the Goddess standing next to Hera replied, she wore simple garments; the only piece of jewelry was a golden belt. She had hay colored hair pulled into a loose bun, and like everyone in the room she wore golden sandals. Harvey, recalling the statues he had seen in the previous room, guessed that the woman was Demeter , Goddess of Agriculture and sister to Zeus and Hera.

Smiling, Hera answered "And how, exactly was I supposed to react in that case! Admit it Demeter, I am just as spiteful, shallow and jealous as everybody else on Olympus- you kept your daughter hidden from the eyes of men for years…"

The conversation continued, each woman debating their case fervently, Harvey however, had been distracted by the entrance of the most beautiful being he had ever had the honour of observing, making even Hera's beauty pale in comparison. Wearing a low-cut dress which complimented her body perfectly, and a girdle inlaid with diamonds, rubies and emeralds, she glided into the room. The three nymphs who had earlier been studied by Poseidon and Zeus ran over to the flawless Goddess, laughing at their mistress' appearance.

They are the Graces, it now seemed obvious to Harvey. Which means the Goddess is Aphrodite.

Many of the Gods and nymphs in the room had paused their conversations to see Aphrodite enter, and most had returned to their activities, apart from Apollo, Ares and a god , who from the way he was clutching a staff, Harvey assumed was Hephaestus.

Athena seeing Ares, gaze in wonder at Aphrodite had, in an annoyed fashion stormed off to join Demeter and Hera.

"Have you two seen Artemis? She was supposed to be here." Athena asked the two sisters.

Hera replied, "No, have you asked Apollo? – She is probably hunting with her nymphs…"

"Yes, he doesn't know where she is either."

Athena walked away after a few more minutes, exiting the vast room.

Aphrodite was now talking with the Graces, Harvey heard something about "Paris and Helen..", but before he could take another step a large boom was heard, as one of the enormous golden doors were slammed open. In ran Artemis, clearly angered. She was heading directly for a rather frightened looking Aphrodite. Who visibly flinched at the expression of Artemis' face. The huntress shoved the Graces out of her way , removing her bow from her back, and placing a golden arrow in place. She raised the bow until it was level with Aphrodite's petrified face.

However, Harvey was unable to witness the rest of the scene as for the second time a force embraced him, dragging Harvey , until he was thrust violently back into reality.


can i just say, Aphrodite is not dead...

much,.

no she isnt dead at all ..... :D

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