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Don't Worry! Tomorrow You'll also get Part 2! Yes! It's a double release double whammy! Titled: "Aftermath Part 2: Power's Vacuum"

Had you scared hadn't I? Well, luckily for you, I didn't drop this story! (yet). Anyways! Missed me? Because I sure as hell missed you! Sorry for the late chapter, if you've noticed I was rather preoccupied with writing a few set up chapters for my 2nd story: "Kunai's Don't Work On Dragons!" Do check it out if your interested, it's a Naruto/Naruko story, where Merlin is summoned as a familiar. A young, less arrogant, and Slightly less deranged Merlin. You COULD call it a prequel story if you want to. Well, enough rambling and let's get on with the chapter!

As always reviews, feedback, comments, ideas and suggestions would really boost my motivation and capability to write you guys a story you would enjoy! And...

Thank you for reading, truly! and most importantly... Enjoy!

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-Story Start-

-A Bit Before Haruhime's Successful Rescue-

-Entertainment District's Outer Walls-

Two individuals, overlooking the burning and chaotic pleasure quarter. The first, a woman with a grim and exhausted expression. Glaring in exhaustion and suspicion at the other individual, a man standing near her. The man, posing an easy to discern false expression of shock. Overdramatic in his gestures and reaction at the burning city.

"What tragedy! Oh how my heart aches! It was I who told Ishtar about Bell-kun! How could I have known that this would be the result?!" The man gestures once again towards the burning quarter with mock bewilderment.

*Sigh* The woman sighs at the absurd individual's overdramatic gestures.

"So, how much of this was part of your plan, Hermes-sama?" She asks, noticing knowing smirk that has begun to form on the man's face, following his earlier dramatization.

Wow, it's Hermes! Didn't expect that one!

"My cute Asfi-chan! I just lit the spark, that is all. Though, I didn't think it would get this out of hand. Ishtar's jealousy was far greater than I thought. And far more of Freya-sama's love was turned towards him. And more than anything Bell-kun was far more…" He teases, then casually responds to her childish and obvious question, cutting off his response near the end as he narrows his eyes at... Something.

"Was it your goal? The destruction of the Ishtar Familia?" Asfi questions further with narrowed eyes, exhaustion written all over her face, trying hard to understand her whimsical and enigmatic god. Failing once more, resorting to questioning his mysterious intentions.

"Or… Was it entertainment? Or a trial?" She analyzes further, questioning all possible motivations for her god to orchestrate such a debacle.

"Hmm, not quite!" Hermes turns to face Asfi, with an infuriating expression, staring at Asfi as if she was a clueless child. Which she was, but there was no need to be so condescending and rude about it... Is what she thought with a frown.

"The world wants a hero. The people, the gods… Even that lonely little girl wants one. Zeus, the great task you failed at, Orario will accomplish instead! We shall make him the last Hero!" His face turned serious, as he explained, nay, announced to Asfi and the world of his grandiose plans. Arms spread wide and an excited almost manic smile etched on the eccentric god's face.

*Sigh* Asfi sighs at his... Eccentric announcement and follows it up with her own flavor of verbal brutality.

"Dramatic and delusional as always Hermes-sama. You never cease to amaze me, truly." Asfi states in a monotone, face set in a disrespectful deadpan, as she stared at the strange animal called Hermes.

"Gah! How you wound me so! Asfi-chan! The only cure to such unbearable pain would be a squish of your ample bossom!" Hermes states with mock hurt, bending as if he had a nasty gut punch delivered right at him. A vulgar and... Quite direct request thinly veiled in his statement.

*SLAP* The result of his statement was wholly expected and completely justified.

"HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The pervert reacted accordingly, having been slapped by a Level 4.

-Around The Same Time-

-Ishtar Familia House-

-Middle Floors, Hidden Escape Route-

A haggard, bewildered and injured Ishtar, in the middle of having a nervous breakdown. Is currently accompanied by her Aide, Tammuz and a few of her minions *Cough* Familia members. They are currently trying to escape from the abrupt and one sided invasion of the Freya Familia.

"Damn that woman! All that, just for that boy?! Is she that obsessed with him?!" Ishtar can't help but express her frustrations. Questioning just why, why would that woman, be obsessed with a mere Level 3 child?

As she vocalizes her question aloud, she is met by an unpleasant or perhaps in this circumstance, a pleasant surprise.

"He may as well be everything to me, Ishtar~." A melodic and downright addicting voice was heard by Ishtar, as she is met face to face with a lone Freya.

Freya. Completely. Alone.

"Ah! You were a fool to come here alone! Girls grab her!" Ishtar takes swift notice of Freya's solo venture. Taking advantage of her falna blessed children to do the dirty work.

*WOOSH* They dash towards Freya, nearly reaching her, only to... Stop.

Freya with a peculiar violet glow in her eyes, somehow manages to stop the girls from grabbing her with a mere glance.

"Y-You dare charm my gir-" Ishtar, initially shocked at Freya's impeccable and superior charm ability, collects herself to... insult her like a cheap villain? Poor performance girl. A nasty glare directed towards the jaw dropping Goddess. Who is merely smirking at the former lesser beauty in cruel amusement. Her sentence was rudely interrupted by the amused and vindictive Goddess.

"Oya~? It seems someone has delivered some punishment in my stead… Not enough… We need to talk" Freya states in an amused an condescending tone, an amused smirk on her face upon noticing the paw print embedded in Ishtar's face, sullying it by the imperfection created. Though, said paw print did not prove enough for Freya's vindication. Her face turned downright scary as she stated the need for them to... "Talk".

*Gulp* Pathetically, Ishtar gulps in fear at the Goddess of war's not so subtle threat. Unfortunately for Ishtar. Said Goddess of War did not finish her sentence.

"Or... Say goodbye rather." Freya completes her statement in a really not so subtle threat. Freya begins to make her way towards Ishtar in a confident and scary stride.

As Freya looms closer, Ishtar - whether it is unconsciously or not, backs off in cowardice.

"W-wait Freya! I didn't mean anything by it! I didn't know the boy was important to you." Ishtar changes her toon at the moment of impending doom, forming a nervous and transparent false friendly smile, as she even fails in her godly pride to apologize for the... inconvenience? Holding her hands in a pacifying gesture.

"Ishtar, I was able to laugh off your little pranks so far… But not this time, I wont forgive you. He's going to be mine no matter what. I wont let any other woman have him. So… I'm crushing you." At Ishtar's lackluster and pathetic whimpering and practical beg for mercy. Freya responds with finality coupled with sheer freezing cold. Her face betraying no humor nor amusement. As if she is taking care of an annoying pest that she has ignored for far too long.

"D-Damn it!" Ishtar yells, as she turns tail and runs back up the staircase she came from, Tammuz following her closely by.

Freya merely hums to herself as she continues her calm, slow and confident stride towards her prey. A knowing smirk forms on her face, as if she knows... That Ishtar no longer has anywhere to run.

-Short Time Skip-

*HUFF* *HUFF* *HUFF* "No... No! NOOOO!" Ishtar huffs as she has run out of air, tired of all the running up the stairs. Seemingly needing more exercise. She notices the unexpected and inconveniently timed broken staircase. Causing her to, effectively, reach a dead end. She cries out in a panic at the cruel reality she faces.

*STEP* *STEP* *STEP* *STEP* A gentle and rhythmic sound of steps are heard getting closer and closer. Ishtar's anxiety levels are also getting closer and closer to dangerous levels at this point. Thankfully she is a goddess and "minor" health problems such as these are but a nuisance for the Deity. Not now though!

"Our little game of tag seems to be over. I'm tired" Freya appears in Ishtar's line of sight as she finally turned a corner, an amused and nonchalant tone of voice in her sentence. infuriating Ishtar to no end.

However, what Freya did not know, was that Ishtar told Tammuz to hide in one of the holes in the wall behind where Freya arrived. A plan to send her back to Heaven was feasible now.

Tammuz, was currently sneaking behind Freya, preparing to lunge at her to subdue or preferably to kick her off the staircase to her doom.

Upon noticing Freya's disadvantageous situation and power returning to Ishtar herself, color returns to her face as she smirks, a plan in her head to seal the deal. She attempts to bait her.

"Come closer Freya, I'll tell you something interesting. Bell Cranel can't be affected by divine charm. Don't you want to know why? Aren't you curious?" Ishtar throws Freya a juicy and meaty bone of information, certain to be of interest to her. An ever widening smile on Ishtar's face as she notices Freya's approach not slowing down, and Tammuz getting ever closer to her.

"If that's true, then he's even more wonderful than I thought. I want him no matter what. But… There's no need to hear that from you." Freya responds with a longing and yandere-like look on her face. (It should of been me! Not him! It's not fair!)

The moment she responded however, was what Ishtar was waiting so longingly for... Tammuz jumped into motion to grab the perpetrator for all her current troubles.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" He roars as he opens his arms wide to grab Freya.

She, though, knew of the missing link in the party. Obviously. She met his eyes and promptly overpowered Ishtar's charm with her own. Charming the Level 4 without trouble. Causing him to freeze and to cease following the command of his, FORMER goddess.

In a glorious fashion, Ishtar's face, at her last hope being snuffed out completely and in such a degrading and self-esteem annihilating way. she can't help but react like a vile pig at that.

"Is your beauty greater than mine?! WHY?! What's the difference between you and me?!" Ishtar roars out in bewilderment, amidst a complete mental breakdown. Expression twisted into a totally disgusting mug, not including the unsightly and slightly caved-in face, courtesy of Merlin.

"Of course it is… With that unsightly mug of yours that you call a face…But, to answer your question… Elegance." Freya answers without hesitation, condescending and amused tone vibrant in her words.

*GASP* Ishtar gasps, having snapped.

"It's the only possible answer isn't it?" Freya continues to push Ishtar's buttons perfectly. A cruel smirk, that couldn't get any more cruel in it's look, painted on her face.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" At that, being absolutely destroyed in a verbal match. Ishtar decides to upgrade the the verbal altercation into a physical one. Roaring out in madness as she rushes to attack Freya.

*SLAP* Only to be hit by an absolutely masterclass and beautiful slap to the face... Right where Merlin slapped her. Ouch.

The slap, so powerful, Ishtar nearly falls out of the building. Hanging only by Freya holding her hanging arm. Completely in Freya's mercy.

"Learn your lesson Ishtar, And don't play anymore tricks. Though, it may be too late…" Freya, as she holds the Ishtar by her hand, keeping her from falling to her doom. States her final words with a cruel and evil smirk on her face. Finally, letting Ishtar go and for her to fall to her doom dramatically.

Of course, Ishtar, upon understanding that her fate has been sealed. Curses at Freya.

"I pray the monster that guards that boy destroys you and all your Familia!" She spits out with venom lacing every word in her sentence. Splatting gloriously on the ground as light is let out, piercing the heavens and announcing the coming of dawn. And perhaps. A new state of power for Orario.

At Ishtar's words, A perceptible brow raise is made by Freya, at the curious, new and unique information about her beloved Bell Cranel.

"Monster guarding that boy? Hmm... Mayhap you had your uses after all, Ishtar." Freya wonders aloud to herself, interested in what exactly is the meaning behind that information and it's gravity. Regretting having taken care of Ishtar so soon, when she held that juicy and rather important information all to herself. A sad and yet curious frown on her face. Chastising herself at being so passionate and hasty in dealing with Ishtar and saving her Precious Bell.

Perhaps, in the end - Ishtar had the last laugh after all?

To be Continued!

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Yo yo, the aftermath is split into 2 sections that are a short chapter each. This ones around 2k words, the next is probably around 2-3k words as well. Though I'll be releasing the next one tomorrow. So don't worry about a long wait this time! Also, Intermission chapter should also be released this weekend so yeah! Hype!

Again, comments, reviews, ideas, suggestions etc... would provide me more motivation to write and would be a good way to show your appreciation! I'll be happy and thankful to receive them! Constructive criticism would be the most appreciated as I wont be able to improve without knowing what my mistakes are! Goodbye for now my lovely beautiful readers, have a fantastic rest of the week/day!

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