It was Saturday afternoon and everything was swell. Well, sort of swell. At least I didn't have to go to work yet. I was sitting back and watching Ares and Aphrodite argue.
They were arguing because Ares almost cut my face with his spear and Aphrodite was calling him a bad father and telling him to get out of our house.
"She's my daughter to you know!" screamed Ares.
"I don't care," screamed Aphrodite. "If you were a good father then you'd keep that sword away from her! You can go crazy, swinging that thing around!"
"First of all," started Ares. "It's not a sword. Second of all, I don't just swing it around like I'm crazy! I'm a professional swordsman! I know what I'm dealing with!"
"Well you sure don't act like a professional swordsman!" screamed Aphrodite. "Now get out of my house!"
"Fine," said Ares. "But I'm taking my daughter with me."
He grabbed my arm and stood me up. But before I could say a word on protest he teleported to his blood red palace. Then he took me upstairs and shoved me in a room.
I had never been in Ares' palace before, and I kinda didn't like it all that much. Dangerous war weapons hung on the walls and it was dim and cold in the room. The floor was painted black and the walls red. I wanted to get out of here.
I looked out the window. The sun was going down and it would be time for my shift to start soon. I would need to get out there. Maybe I could reason with Ares. Otherwise, there would be no stars in the sky tonight.
"Father!" I called out of the door.
Ares appeared next to the window a second later. "What is the matter?" he asked.
"Father, my shift starts soon and I need to get into space to start it, so can you maybe like, let me out?"
"If I let you out you might go back to your mother's house," said Ares. "And we don't want that happening."
I sighed and sat down on my bed. "As you wish father." I hated saying those words. I wanted Ares to disappear.
Is this really how my life was supposed to turn out? Pretending that my father is someone whose not? Having to live in a dark room with one window and dangerous weapons on the wall? That's it…
If I could pull the weapons off the wall, then I could use one to break the window. Then I could escape, do my job, and return back home.
I jumped up to reach a sword. It brushed my fingers, but I didn't get a good grip on it. So I tried again. My fingers gripped the handle and I pulled it down. Bingo! I raised the sword and smashed the window. The only problem, I was five stories high off the ground.
I plummeted toward the ground at a fast speed. Then I remembered that I could use my gravitational powers to stop my fall. I concentrated hard and slowed down. Everything around me seemed to slow down. I was moving toward the ground in slow motion.
It took five minutes to hit the ground. And by then my shift had started. I had to get to space fast. Luckily, I was able to teleport this time. Sometimes I can't because of the way the planets are aligned. Anyway, I rushed to the middle of the sky and allowed the stars to glow bright. Really bright.
When that was done I put on some sunglasses to stop them from burning out my eyes, they were so bright. But I was used to it, I guess. Not much different then being in the presence of the sun.
I began to think. I've been living a lie my whole life. My father isn't my father, and I've never met my father. And I don't think I can take one more of this.