So, I posted that whole, review rant thing, like, less than a half hour later, I got 8 reviews. Gleeb. I need some frodis, or I would if it wasn't illegal. Frodis=pot/LSD/crack/cocaine/acid/meth/marjuanna/some other drug. Just watch The Frodis Caper. AKA the worst series finale ever. It is a Monkees episode. Seriously, they are my life. MIKE IS GOING TO BE AT THE CONVENTION THIS YEAR! Sorry, off topic. Last time I posted for this story, I was caught at a really bad time. But I've been to therapy, and it didn't help. So then I moved, made some friends, and I'm still not then I discovered The Monkees. Dear mess, I do need help. I think I'll just write the chapter and post a Monkees dictionary at the :Spanking. send help

ChryzenPOV

"Three?", I asked my cousin.

"Duh!", he said spitefully, then he left.

THREE!

How the kretch are there three other Chryzen's? What about the meaning of our name? I interrupted my own inner monologue in oreder to find my way to the throne room. I decided to follow the Helios-foot-sized impressions I could somehow sense, but not see, in the carpet. When I looked down to try to spot one, I realized something really scary. I legitimately have eyes on the back of my head. Or maybe 'eyes' isn't exactly the right word. More or less sight sensors. Definitely not eyes. Without realizing it, I had walked through the door and into the throme room. No, the author didn't mean doorway, I had walked through the DOOR. Since when was that possible?

"You were right, nephew. She is a Chryzen. But why did you tell her that abominable lie? I sincerely hope there is no need for a punishment.", an ancient, respectful voice said.

"Just shake your head.", a dark voice murmured.

"The punishment she has in mind is so horrible I woudn't inflict it upon my worst prisoners.", a similarly dark voice said.

"Hello ChryzenGoddess. I am your great Aunt Nyx. The diety wearing all black is my submissive husband and brother, Erebus. His twin, Tartarus, is the one covered in mortal blood. The one who first spoke when you had walked in is my sister, and the first of your kind, Chryzen. The one on the end of her chain is her submissive lover, and our brother, Eros. And I belive you met Gaea upon your first moment of life.", Great Aunt Nyx explained. I kneeled down to show my absolute servitude to those actually radiating higher power.

"Stand up, you have the same amount of power.", Great Uncle Eros said. Chryzen pulled on the chain around his neck.

"What did I tell you about speaking before you are adressed? Don't speak, you can expect punishment afterwards.", Chryzen admonished.

"Please don't! I'm really sorry!", Eros begged.

"Alright. You can take one here.", Chryzen said. She then pulled a sobbing Eros over her lap and began to administer his punishment.

I gasped."Y-y-y-you are spanking him? What?!"

"How else is he supposed to stay in line?", a new voice asked.

"Hello", it continued.

"I am ChryzenVampire. This here is my enemy, ChryzenWolf.", she jerked her thumb towards a tall girl leaning against the doorjam. Now, and I'm not joking, they were the HOTTEST people EVER! I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped but I don't know for sure because I was awestruck by their beauty. I got Davy stars in my eyes. I think. I wasn't too aware because their sexyness was all-consuming.

"Are you okay?", ChryzenWolf asked. My goodness, but her voice! It was low but beautifully so.

"Well, stab my heart with a wooden stake but I would say she thinks we're divine.", ChryzenVampire said.

"Understandably so.", her lover said. I could tell they were lovers, because who else would start sucking on her neck so, so sexy I believe there is no word for it.

"Hello, we are Alice, Mary, and Sophie. We are all in one. Just call us Sam.", they said.

I nodded, feeling a little inadequate. Why must I be blue?

"Darling, you can change that.", Chryzen explained.

"Just think your way a little more opaque.", ChryzenVampire managed to whimper, squirming as her mate fingered her.

So I did. And I ended up rose pink. And Pontus blue. Tartarus red. Gaea green. Erebus black. All different colors and shades until I ended up a beautiful olive-colored girl as everyone else appeared. According to their gender identinty, of course. Chryzen lifted Eros off her lap and dropped him hard onto his throne. He shot back up again, crying out in pain. She then shoved him back down, harder this time. He failed to control a fresh turrent of tears.

"Excuse me? What is this meeting about?", I asked, my voice sounding small and scared amongst the much larger, greater dieties.

"Just an excuse to introduce us to the story.", ChryzenWolf said.

"There isn't really another reason.", Tartarus said.

They all left, sans Chryzen and Eros.

"I will take you back to your room, where there wil be a time lapse of 9 months before the start of the next chapter.", Chryzen said.

"Wait a minute! What about me? ChryzenHippie? And my alteregos? Where am I in this story?", said ChryzenHippie.

"Idiot! You come in around Chapter 70! If I get that far.", Chryzen-of-the-21st-century, the author, said.

"And what about me?", ChryzenMistress said.

"You are in a higher rated story!", Chryzen-of-the-21st-century said.

"Now get! You're spoiling the future. Onto the author's note!"

AN:I told you I need help! What? Stories about the others? Not yet! But soon. Also, I have changed my penname. To: Chryzen-of-the-21st-Century. Ineed help. But seriously, that review rant totally worked! I will be making a website for all Chryzen's. I'll tell you when it's done! Also, I changed the name of the story. The future has yet to make sense.

Kretch-ticked off;confused

Gleeb-the author legitimately has no idea

Davy-stars-stars Davy gets when he falls in love 3 times every episode