Days became weeks and everything was beginning to fall apart. It had been almost been a month since me and Max last seen each other. Zeus refused to let me even step foot out of the temple. It baffled me on why I wasn't allowed. He knew something that I didn't Endless dreams or should I say, visions about this man. Word around Olympus is about a 'cursed marked warrior' has returned to destroy the king of Olympus. Everything was going a little bit...crazy. . The happy and peaceful Olympus I had once known was slowly fading away. Something about Zeus changed. Everyone was basically on their toes in Olympia. He had become so obsessed with this one guy. Im thinking that this guy needs to relax.
One morning that wasn't so bright for long, I sat in my bay window chair to watch to think. Thinking is the stranger that invaded my dreams was the same man that everyone was a afraid of. I play with my tongue ring while I ponder. Since my hair is naturally curly, long all the way down half of my forearm, I put it all the way to the side and clipped it with ruby embroidered barrettes. No one in Greece knew about that hairstyle yet. I walked down to the throne room, barefoot as always, wearing my gold embroidered toga dress that wrapped around my neck, covered my boobies, and turned into indian genie pants. Yes. I brought that to the 6 century.
I walked into the throne room and everyone stared at me. It had seemed that I had interrupted one of Zeus's speech. I tip toed over to my throne. I heard giggles as I sat down. Zeus stared at me with a raised eyebrow and I shrugged with that 'what' facial expression. Hermes and the other Gods were standing before us
" AS I WAS SAYING; MY BROTHERS. WE WERE FORGED IN VICTORY. A VICTORY THAT ENDED THE GREAT WAR AND BROUGHT FORTH THE REIGN OF MOUNT OLYMPUS."
What the fuck was he talking about? From that moment on I knew something terrible was about to happen. I only knew so much about the Gods; about being a God. I had so much to learn in so little time. I was blind to see what was to come.
" BORN FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE UNDERWORLD. ROOTED IN THE RIVER OF SOULS. OUR MOUNTAIN EMERGED OUT OF CHAOS. AS IT GREW, SO TOO DID THE MIGHT OF THE OLYMPIANS. WE CREATED A WORLD OF PEACE, A WORLD OF PROSPERITY, A WORLD THAT LIVES IN THE SHADOW AND SAFETY OF MY MOUNTAIN. A MOUNTAIN THAT HAS COME TO BE THE ABSOLUTE MEASURE OF STRENGTH AND POWER. NOW ON THIS DAY, THAT POWER IS TO BE TESTED. THE MORTAL, KRATOS, SEEKS TO DESTROY ALL THAT I HAVE WROUGHT. BROTHERS, PUT ASIDE THE PETTY GRIEVANCES THAT HAVE SPLINTERED US FOR SO LONG. WE WILL UNTIE. WE WILL STAND TOGETHER. AND I WILL WIPE OUT THIS PLAGUE! OLYMPUS WILL PREVAIL!"
Not mentioning that I was already scared outta my pants, right after he had finished his speech, the floor beneath us shook and rumbled, like an earthquake. I fled to my room to get a better look, while the others rushed outside of the throne room to look on the ledge. Once I reached my room, I ran to my window and kneeled on the bay window chair. The titans were climbing Mt. Olympus. Helios' flaming horse and chariot and jumped onto it. Hermes then plunged forth to run down the mountain. Hades swung his chains and leaped forth after him. Hercules commanded his minions and they leaped into battle on the titan, Gaia's, arm. Gaia smacked them. I heard this voice coming from somewhere on Gaia.
" ZEUS! Your son has returned. I bring the destruction of OLYMPUS!" The angry voice yelled. What the fuck did I get myself into?