Summary: Xemnas, in a mad act of desire, has chosen thirteen new targets to turn into heartless. It's his belief that their hearts will finally complete Kingdom Hearts.
Characters: Olympian Gods and Organization XIII.
Universe: Game
Warnings: Mild violence and mild language.
Dedication: I dedicate this story to Apollo, for without him there would be no literature, and I would have no writing skills.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor do I own Percy Jackson.
Falling Skys, Ch 10
It was a great struggle. As Zeus, king of gods, ruler of the sky, had sat upon his Olympian throne, darkness had overtaken his family, and one by one they vanished. And there had been nothing the king of gods could do.
It had started just over a month ago, right after the last of the physical damage from Kronos had been repaired. New York had been repaired; the gods were keeping their oaths to claim their children. All had been well. Then, for a moment, Zeus had felt something strange, as though the ether itself had become personified.
And Zeus felt that oddity again and again. The king of gods was sure his older brother, ruler of the Underworld, was planning something. The rest of Zeus' family, all of whom felt nothing, were sure their king had begun to lose his mind.
And so, for the past two weeks, Zeus, king of gods, ruler of the sky, had maintained a massive thunderstorm, a storm that covered nearly all the east coast. And maintaining that storm for so long had left him weakened, though it is true part of that weakness was a result of the war against the titans. So Zeus had been caught by surprise, and was unable to prevent the other gods form vanishing.
Zeus had released his storm, then, allowing the sunlight to again touch the earth. And not having to maintain the thunderstorm gave him, king of gods, strength. But it also left the sky clear; by that act, Zeus had allowed an ethereal power, a strange never-magic, to take hold of the earth.
Now Zeus was nearly alone, trapped in the ether itself. And Zeus saw that standing before him was the image of his brother, Hades. And their powers, their magics, their wills, were competing with one another, doing everything to bring the other to an end.
Yet the body that fought the king of the gods was not Hades. It was created from the same never-magic that had caused all these problems. And Zeus knew nothing of this.
Zeus, the king of gods, ruler of the sky, had been duped.