Fight between Brothers

Leviathan was in the Riddle house with his love in his arms. Softly he put her back into bed. She looks lovely when she sleep, he thought while brushing away a lock of hair from her face. He leaned in even closer to her face, observing the beauty that strangely captured his heart. The more he looked at her, the more she looked familiar to him and it wasn't the Slytherin family resemblance. Maybe he unknowingly met her in one of the Other Worlds, possibly Abarat. Sometimes people are able to reincarnate from one of the Other Worlds and into another like this reality or vice versa. But something told him she wasn't reincarnated, that they met at a time when he was at his weakest. He was about to give her a light kiss on the cheek until the next night until Tom shifted a little on the bed.

Suddenly, a hateful feeling came over him. He hated Tom Riddle, if Merope would let him he would torture Riddle to the brick of insanity and then pass him over to his children. The thought of Tom Riddle touching her in ways that he would do to her was painful to him. When ever he got those thought of his love with Tom Riddle he would torture himself with the aid of his slaves until the thought was out of his head only to come back with a vengeance. When that failed he demanded to be alone in his chambers and he'll be on the floor weeping in his loneliness.

Never had his hate been so powerful on one human being. Slowly, he rose up, his shadow overcastting them like a dark cloud. He wanted to kill Tom Riddle and take his love back with him into the Labyrinth were someday she can be his Goddess. Leviathan marveled at the idea of someone by his side ruling the Labyrinth with him. Suddenly, Leviathan wanted to act upon this thought. He glided over to Tom's side of the bed with murder on his mind. As he was about to take Riddle's life, Leviathan was teleported against his will from the house to the dark beaches of Greece.

"Sorry, Leviathan but, I had to do it. It's for your own good," said Eros. Leviathan began looking around in blind fury. "Eros!" he shouted, his anger building inside him. "Come show yourself, Cupid!" He knew Eros hated being called Cupid, he thought it was humiliating to be compared to a diaper winged baby that shot arrows at people. At first, Leviathan thought Eros wouldn't show but, his brother appeared out of thin air with a look of silent anger on his face. "You know I don't like being called Cupid."

"Well, that's what you get for dragging me out on something important."

"You mean killing Tom Riddle?"

"Yes, killing Tom Riddle," he hissed. "He doesn't deserve her, he doesn't truly love her but I do."

"So you admit you love her?" asked Eros. After a moment of silence Leviathan nodded yes. Eros sighed with disappointment this was Pandora all over again. "Leviathan, you don't really love her. What you feel is just an infatuation."

"No….Pandora was an infatuation with Merope it's different. As funny as it sounds I think I've known her all my life." Eros gave a mock laugh.

"Of course you've known her all your life is because she's a Slythein, you've been deflowering their women for centuries. It's no wonder your bound to fall for one of them sooner or later," said Eros sarcastically. Leviathan was getting annoyed at his doubtfulness. "It isn't because she's a Slytherin, Eros. I think I've known her from another time or from the Other Worlds. I just can't put my finger on it." Eros shook his head, he came closer to his brother putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Look brother, what you're feeling isn't real."

"Oh, and what makes you think that?"

"Because I'm the God of Love and I know what love is." Suddenly, Leviathan began laughing on the ground in hysterics. Eros looked down at his brother in confusion. "What's so funny?" It took a moment for Leviathan to catch his breath. He looked up at his brother with a devilish grin on his face. The grin was enough to send chills up Eros spin. As much as he's seen his brother's cursed face he still wasn't used to his ugliness.

"You know what love is huh?" Leviathan asked, rising from the ground with the look of malice in his eyes. "So tell me Eros, if you know what love is then why did you get your heart broken by Pyche?" Eros eyes shot up with fear at the mention of his former lover. "You leave Pyche out of this," he hissed, Leviathan smiled at his anger. "Why? I think it's a great time to mention Pyche, after if it wasn't for our loving mother you two wouldn't have met in the first place. Why did she send you there Eros? I think it was because her beauty was far greater then hers so she sent you down so you can make her fall in love with one of the ugliest men alive but, instead one of your arrows scratched you and you went head over hills with her."

"Stop it, Leviathan," hissed Eros once more.

"Oh but, I'm not finished brother," said Leviathan, enjoying his brother's personal anguish. "You fell in love with her. You kidnapped her while she was sleeping then pricked her with one of your arrows so she can love some stranger that kidnapped her but, then it gets better."

"Shut up, brother or you'll be sorry," said Eros his voice rising higher but, Leviathan continued humiliating him. " She never saw your face because you told her never to see what you look like and you've fucked her a thousand time without seeing your face then one day she got curious. Once she saw what you looked like you abandon her, leaving her to die!" Eros screamed in fury, pushing his brother down and fighting him with all his might.

They fought each other for about five minutes. If any mortal was to see this they would have thought it was the fight between a devil and an angel. As it looked like they were about to kill each other, Eros flew up to the sky with scorn on his eyes. "She'll hurt you in the end, Leviathan. I was just trying to protect you from further pain," then disappeared into the clouds. Leviathan looked on skyward unfazed by the remark.

"Don't you understand, brother. I'm use to pain."