Chapter 2. Athena

3000 years was all it took for Athena to realize that love grows along with hatred.

As a newborn goddess, everything in the world intrigued her; she was hoping to speak to different gods and learn about different things. At first, she was having fun, but of course her fellow gods didn't know; she was an expert at hiding her true feelings. She had to live up to her title as the wisdom goddess; she could not let her emotions or feelings control her, for that it would be irrational. Since their very first conversation, she knew that it was almost for them to get along well.

She knew that they're exactly on the opposite polar; one was self-disciplined while the other was not meant to be restrained. They were made to become enemies. She couldn't bear his ignorance.

Ever since the competition over Athens and especially the Medusa incident, the only feeling she had toward him was pure hatred. How could anyone ever do such imbecile things? He literally dishonored her with those dumb acts of his. She had never met anyone who dared to insult her like that.

She hated him.

However, the invention of chariot allowed her to see the side of him she had never know－concentrating, hard-working, responsible, caring, and humorous. She never knew that he could be so different from the one she hated. But then, he was like the sea, full of secrets and unknown surprises. Although she claimed to hate the god, those sea green eyes had always been appealing to her. They were like the sea itself, always changing colors, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

Every time they made an eye contact, she felt herself being drawn toward them. They said that eyes are the window to one's soul, it couldn't be more accurate. She felt as if she could read his thought only by looking into his eyes. He was so different from her and this sparked her interest to study him. She felt oddly being attracted to him and the feeling only grew stronger each time they met.

After their cooperation, she felt empty; she longed to see him again and understand him more. She began to care for every single affair concerning him.

Then, as if being struck by her father's own lightning bolt, it struck her that she was in love.

It frightened her. She was built to think, not to feel; all of this was new and unknown to her. In order to hide her true feelings, she became the cold woman she was once again. Each time she saw him, she argued with him; it was her way of hiding emotions. For centuries, their fights had only gotten worse, but she had no attempt to stop even if every argument they had devastated her. She then realized that this way of hiding her feelings was of no use because if anything, she only felt the love intensified.

She was confused, for once. The wisdom goddess felt completely helpless and lost.

She was now walking in the garden on Olympus, thinking about their relationship when she suddenly bumped into someone.

Him

She took a deep breath and tried to steady herself. She had to tell him right now, she decided. She couldn't hold it anymore, or she feared that she would have a mental break down.

A/N. Here's the second chapter of this story. Hope you enjoy it.

This is shorter than the last one because somehow... it is more difficult to write. When I was writing this, my brain kept yelling: NO! THIS IS NOT LOGICAL, CHANGE IT!

I'm weird that way.

Anyways, hope you enjoy reading.

Thanks for reading~